KBS Korea Broadcasting Corporation, KBS Main Building. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info is located at the northwest tip of Yeouido, close to Yeoui-iji Bridge. Behind the KBS Research Building is the National Assembly, and the National Assembly Avenue between the two is where a large number of tourists, journalists, and business officials gather here every day, which also creates the miracle of 100 m/h (the miracle of traffic congestion during rush hour) in South Korea. Nearly 900 meters away from the main building, there is the second landmark in Seoul built by Seo Chan-ho - Cheongryun Hall (officially named). Because the appearance is like a flower bud about to bloom, the glass of the outer layer of the building is dark green, and there will be an extension platform for employees to rest or eat outside, and the protective fence is a high flower bed, making it as green as a sky garden. ）。

"Director, it's stable, 41!" PD, wearing a headset, excitedly pushed open the door of the main control room, and the onair above his head was still on, shouting to several KBS bigwigs standing outside the door.

"Oh, is it? It's a pity that I didn't manage to cross the 50 mark in the end, otherwise, it would not only be a miracle of our KBS (entertainment talk show), but also a miracle of this kind of ratings in South Korea, hehe. "The silver-haired KBS, TV Radio 2, the director Kang Youming took a sip of tea with a smile, and he didn't notice that the tea foam was sticking to the stubble.

"Hehe, this time I took advantage of Lao Song, I didn't expect to invite such a living god who attracts wealth and treasure." It was a pot-bellied man sitting across from Chief Kang who spoke. The hair is combed neatly and neatly, and a smile will betray the forehead wrinkles that rage on the forehead.

"Yes, this time, our 2FM and Yoon's senior's happyFM (both are radio programs) also took advantage of the east wind and became a big brother in Seoul (entertainment radio has the first listener rate, and this position has been dominated by SBS's radio programs in the past)." Li Yu, the youngest of the three, was also twisting his body from time to time on the seat with a red face. The fat man Director Yin, seeing that what he said was interesting, his small eyes were hidden deep in the flesh.

"Well, that's good." Kang Lao put down the celadon cup in his hand and looked at the "National Star Friend" that was being broadcast in the main control room, and he didn't know whether he was praising the interviewed guest Xu Canhao or praising the soaring ratings.

"Teacher, tonight's dinner..."Yin Fatzi asked Kang Lao tentatively, wondering if this veteran of the company, who has stopped participating in dinners and socializing since he was over 50 years old, will make an exception this time.

"Hehe, it's rare to eat and drink at public expense, and it's good to try Chinese soju to satisfy your cravings, wait a minute, take Yin boy's car." Kang Lao silently wiped the corners of his mouth with his fingers and said with a smile.

“nae。” Yin Fatzi bowed slightly and agreed. At this time, the corners of his mouth were pulled wider, and he squinted at the junior sitting on his right side-Li Yu, the redneck who wanted to compete with him for the teacher's position.

At this moment, the personnel of S.M's public affairs department, secretarial office, foreign affairs public relations and other external departments, including the small soldiers and shrimp generals who may know about it, have been harassed by all parties to varying degrees, in order to inquire about Xu Canhao's new album. Those with higher status received greetings from the presidents of other brokerage companies, and they were afraid that their artists would hit the mountain and be bullied when they played songs, and their efforts would be in vain. The most are the cows, ghosts, snakes and gods raised under the newspapers of all sizes, these people do not hesitate to go under the knife for the sake of the news headlines, and at this time they are also full of means and tricks.

Zhang Renmao, a supernumerary reporter who often wanders or stays near Xu Canhao's house and works for a second-rate newspaper. Still driving his car, Xu Canhao can recognize the old antique single-compartment modern from afar. He watched TV while eating instant noodles at a convenience store, and immediately, like other reporters with a keen sense of smell, he spotted a point of discovery and quickly set off for S.M. He knew that he couldn't get information from people inside the company in a small role, so he decided to take another shortcut again. Go and wait for the kind and lovely little girl who once gave him gimbap, Xu Zhuxian. He believed that as long as he pretended to be pathetic, he should be able to get something out of the mouth of this little girl who didn't know anything about the world.

20：43。 The front of S.M is still bustling with activity, in addition to the large number of fans, there are also a large number of reporters negotiating with the front desk staff and security guards. At this time, only some trainees and teachers were left in the company, and the rest of the management personnel had already left. But the reason why these reporters are reluctant to leave here is to wait for the appearance of two important figures, Kim Young-min and SBS's radio director, Lee Kwang-kai.

Zhang Renmao did not go to the front door of the administration building to mingle, but waited at the entrance of the alley outside the back door of the main building. Holding half a rice ball in his hand, he sat in the car and said to himself, "Why hasn't class ended today, has there been any delay?" As he spoke, he put down the rice balls and unpacked the milk. "With too much force, the milk squirted out and splashed on his pants. Hurriedly put the milk in the front of the car, leaned down and rummaged through the co-pilot's locker for paper towels.

At the moment when he was bent down, a sedan van slipped quietly into the alley without turning on its headlights, and parked at the corner of the exit at the other end of the alley.

"That's all for today's training, if you still want to practice, please remember to go to the security uncle to register and then come to the practice room, don't forget to turn off the lights and lock the door." The dance teacher stuffed clothes and kettles into his bag and told the tired and limp trainees.

“nae。” The trainees responded weakly. Because the day after tomorrow is the monthly exam, almost all the trainees today consciously stayed to practice with the teacher. (The company's monthly examination is scheduled on the first weekend of the beginning of each month, and the content of the previous month is assessed.) ）

The teacher forgot to look at the group of children who were squatting, lying or lying on their stomachs, smiled, shook their heads and pushed the door open. "Oh, I almost forgot. There are a lot of reporters at the front door today, Xu Xian, the head of the room told you to wait and go out through the back door. Stay safe, girls, let's go! The teacher put his bag on his back and smiled and waved.

As soon as these words fell, some trainees gathered together in twos and threes to discuss. Xu Zhuxian's classmates were even more surrounded by a small circle, bombarded by the sound of chatter.

"Enough, don't you have to go home and rest!?" Jin Xiaoyuan, the senior among the trainees, shouted to stop this group of pestering little girls. The girls saw the cold faces of the smiling seniors, and they dispersed one after another out of respect or fear. Leaving Lin Yuna alone, and Cui Xiuying, who was lying not far from the two of them. "Hee-hee, Xu Xian~ Brother Chan Hao went to the United States this time, when will he come back? Can you let him teach me how to dance? Please, talk to the seniors? Since that time, she and Lee Hyuk-jae have been praised and encouraged by Seo Chan-ho, which has made them both happy and showed off for a while. At the same time, he also became Chan Hao's loyal meal, and practiced dance more diligently, and was warned several times not to ignore other classes, but still took dance as his main goal in private. And after learning Xiaoxian's identity, he approached her intentionally or unintentionally. It's not malicious or subordinate, she just wants to get close to her idol through Xu Xian's relationship, and she can talk, or get guidance, and even learn to dance, so she is satisfied.

Although Xiaoxian was accustomed to the fawning of this senior, but at this time, in front of so many people, the sudden change in the scene made her feel uncomfortable for a while and seemed very embarrassed. "Senior..."

"huoei (halo) ~ We are all so close, why do you still call me senior?!" Kim Hyo-yeon sat down with his mouth pouted.

"Ernie, Xiaoxian, she doesn't know these things, even if Brother Chan Hao is in Korea, they don't often see them. If you... It depends on luck. Lin Yun'er finished packing her schoolbag, turned around and said.

"Xiaoyuan, I think it's most reliable for you to directly ask Xu Xian to take you to her house next time, and there is little chance that you will wait for him in the company like this." Choi so-young, who had long chestnut hair and was soaking wet, sat up and said. It's been a few months since she came back, and she still stays in her old circle of friends every day, rarely touching other newcomers. Thankfully, after all, he was still young, and he quickly walked out of the shadow of his debut failure. But in the face of some people's pointing and discussions, she can't completely let go of it after all, which is also the crux of her reluctance to integrate into other circles.

"Before... Sister Xiaoyuan, why don't you ask my brother first next time my brother comes back? Xu Xian's kindness and weakness have always been a great weapon for her to form a good relationship, but she didn't notice it, and she just unilaterally thought it was because of her brother.

"Really? Haha, thank you. Sister will invite you to eat fried rice cakes next time! Kim Hyo-yeon was overjoyed, put his arm around Hyun's shoulders, and laughed out loud.

"Su-yeon. Do you want to continue? Cui Xiuying looked back at Zheng Xiuyan sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror and asked. Zheng and Jin are the best in her circle of female friends, and at the same time, the three of them are also recognized practice maniacs. Coupled with the experience of failure, the current Choi so-young urgently needs to prove herself.

"Well, I still have to practice the dance music for this exam, and Hyoyuan will stay as well." Zheng Xiuyan smiled and said.

Seo Hyun found out that after this Zheng senior took off his braces, he became less frightening. Although she only laughs and talks to some good friends, she no longer makes people who are not familiar with her stay away as she did at the beginning.

The people in the practice room began to leave in groups, and Lin Yun'er and Xiaoxian also stood up, carrying their schoolbags and preparing to go home. After saying goodbye to a few people who continued to train and stayed, he went to the back door of the company.

"It's also a burden to have a terrible brother~" Yun'er pushed open the door first and expressed her emotion in the cold wind.

Xu Xian didn't say anything, and lifted the scarf up and down, covering his mouth and nose.

"Eh, Sister Yuli's boyfriend is really excessive, he wants to break up because he can't see each other often, and he talks nonsense about the relationship between Sister Yuli and Brother Zaizhong. Scoundrel. Lin Yun'er said to herself. Actually, she is not gossiping, she is more concerned about the nervousness when peeping into other people's privacy.

"Ernie~" Xu Xian was really speechless to this naughty sister, it turned out that the last time he sneakily wanted to pull himself to see was...

"Ah, Xiao Zheng, I'm afraid that someone will bully her." Lin Yun'er felt a little embarrassed after speaking, her little eyes rolled, and she stared sideways at the dim street lamp, taking the opportunity to avoid Xiaoxian's gaze.

"Ernie, don't tell others, it's not good for Sister Yuli." Seo Hyun stood still, grabbed Yuna's schoolbag, and looked at her seriously.

"I was really defeated by you, I won't say it, I just feel sorry for Sister Yuli. Okay, I know, stop staring at me, weird and scary. Let's go! Lin Yun'er pulled Xiaoxian to speed up her pace and wanted to walk out of the alley. Usually they don't walk here, because it's dark, and the alley is very long, and there are tall buildings on both sides. At this time, only three or two windows showed light through, proving that there were still people working overtime. The noise coming from the mouth of the alley is precious at this time, although it turns the inside and outside of the alley into two different worlds, but it can also provide hope and insignificant security for people in the dark to the greatest extent.

"Oh~ it's out!" Zhang Renmao hurriedly threw the bag out of the car, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and straightened his clothes in the mirror in the car, and then opened the door to catch up and say hello.

"Cuokyo (excuse me)...", Zhang Renmao just called out when he saw the two girls walking briskly across the corner of the street lamp and turning into another alley (a T-shaped alley with a telephone pole at the interchange, and only one street lamp on it).

"Eh." Reporter Zhang hurriedly trotted to catch up, and as soon as he reached the corner, he heard a short exclamation. Hurriedly stopped, slowly poking his head out. I saw two men in the dark, who were obviously big men, covering the mouths of the two girls, and dragged them into the car.

"Sss Zhang Renmao saw that the man who got into the car last looked at this side, hurriedly retracted his body and stuck to the wall, his heartbeat intensified. After hearing the sound of the car starting, he breathed a sigh of relief and watched the commercial vehicle drive out of the alley. "What to do, what to do?" He walked two times under the streetlight and immediately sprinted back to his car. Almost instantly, he changed his attitude and consideration towards this incident, and saw the great opportunity it contained, and the opportunity for him to rise.

"Old man, it's up to you this time, and it's time for the people of the world to stop underestimating us, fighting!" Zhang Renmao excitedly stepped on the accelerator, and the car chased out of the alley with a worrisome gasping sound.

"Eh!" looked at the tattered phone that was constantly flashing, and finally it went dark and turned off automatically. Zhang Renmao secretly scolded himself for not charging last night, and threw his mobile phone into the passenger seat.

The car in front of it stopped and was waiting for a red light. Zhang Renmao poked his head out and found the kidnapper's car in the left lane, separated by four cars. Moreover, it seemed that he was going to turn left, but he was not in that lane, and he was in a hurry.

"Honey, I'm here soon, and I brought two bottles of good red wine, be sure to wait for me~"

In a Mercedes-Benz car next to Zhang Renmao, the fat man with glasses who was talking on the phone reminded him and hurriedly shouted to the man: "Yibayo, help call the police, there are hostages in the car in front, please..."

"Ahh Eh, it's really hot, there's no human touch at all! Zhang Renmao scolded the fat man fiercely, but the other party couldn't hear it.

Then he turned around and was about to ask for help from the taxi behind, but he was blocked by the horn of the car behind him in the same lane, and the light turned out to be green. Hurriedly started the car and moved forward step by step, but he was in a hurry. At this time, he also ignored the traffic rules, and saw the kidnapper's vehicle driving far to the left, slammed the steering wheel, and stepped on the accelerator. In the car in front of the car out of the stop line, the car behind did not keep up with the neutral, inserted into the left lane, and jumped out quickly, leaving behind him to curse again and again.

Along the way, Zhang Renmao's mind turned sharply and he was looking for a way to notify the police. It's a pity that the usually annoying patrol car has not been encountered today. Looking left and right, looking for opportunities, but afraid of losing them if they are not careful, they can only pretend to be unhurried, and follow the bandit car unhurriedly to think about countermeasures.

Before you know it, the car is on the ring road. "Are you leaving Seoul? Further on is the high speed... Yes! Zhang Renmao's eyes widened, his free right hand was free, and he took out the pen he carried in his pocket. He took the paper towel he had used earlier in the passenger seat, pressed it on the steering wheel with one hand and spread it out, bit off the cap with his mouth, and spit it to the side. Looking at the road ahead, he lowered his head and wrote a word on the constantly moving tissue, sometimes he could only barely write a stroke, and it was really difficult for him to hold down the tissue with one hand and write again. The car was swayed by him, like a drunken drunk, and the following vehicles slowed down to maintain a safe distance. Zhang Renmao never expected that the scene at this time would help him, and he was crooked. The kidnapper's car in front also noticed the situation behind, but he didn't care, thinking that someone was driving drunk. However, the driver who followed his car took out his mobile phone and called the police.

After a while, you will see the brightly lit Liangcai IC toll booth ahead. The kidnapper's car also began to slow down, thinking that the two girls had been completely controlled, and there was no need to rush through the customs and cause trouble. Just as the kidnappers in the cab stretched out their hands to hand over the money, the whole car was hit by a huge impact force from behind and forcibly pushed forward two or three meters, which was able to withstand the barrier of the toll booth. The kidnappers in the car were shocked into a cold sweat, which would be troublesome if they broke the gear lever, but there was an automatic alarm system. A false alarm is followed by boundless rage.

"Who t#m#d, can you drive?!"

"King 8x eggs, rough! When you put it down, it's pretty good! ”

"Oh? It's that drunk driving bitch! "The kidnappers in the car were always the only one with the truck driver's hat poking his head out. As soon as the words fell, the bandits saw behind them, and in the car with the front cover fully lifted, a drunken man in disheveled clothes and staggered walked out.