In the crowded corridor, Park In-jung walked beside Park Ji-sub with a nervous expression, not knowing if it was an illusion. Those who pass by will look at her inadvertently...... And there was a strange look in the eyes.

"Slave, to be honest, are you nervous?"

Park Ji-sub has a relaxed face, he has already reached the realm of ignoring the eyes of others.

Hearing this, Park Renjing's hand tightened slightly, and his little head nodded lightly and said, "I'm just a little worried." ”

"Worried that you won't be able to do it well?" Park Ji-sub smiled and turned his head to look at the girl's side face and asked in a low voice.

"Sort of!" Park In-jing's face fell, and she said in frustration: "Actually, I'm not as good as Ji-eun." ”

Park Ji-sub looked at the girl with a dumb smile, this girl is quite good at association. Lee Ji-eun's singing skills are due to talent, and the other party's mentality is fundamentally different from Park In-jing. One is to be cultivated as an IDOL, and the other is to study since childhood...... There is no comparison.

"Nuna thinks I'm selfish, so I let you sing this song?" Park Ji-sub pulled the girl into a small room, turned his head to look at the girl and said.

"Isn't it?" Park Renjing didn't even hesitate, and answered the other party directly: "I used to think I was quite strong, but now I ...... You've got so many hole cards. ”

"Hey, where did you learn all the skills of slavery?" Park Ji-sub said helplessly: "Since the slave thinks that he can't do it, let's practice it, and we'll know if we try it." ”

Park In-jeong chuckled, this guy never hid his thoughts. Even if you lie to yourself, you don't want to explain it! proved with practical actions that he really wanted to be good for her...... Sometimes, girls feel that Park Ji-sub is quite stubborn, and this stubbornness makes people feel distressed.

Park Ji-sub stepped out of the way, and Park In-jung realized that the furnishings in the hut were a little strange. A white piano sits quietly in the corner, and a microphone sits not far away.

"It's a small practice room with sound and audio recordings embedded in the walls, which can perfectly mimic the scene! Even the cheers of the audience can be imitated. Park Ji-sub explained with a smile: "Slave." Free to play. ”

Park Injing looked at the furnishings in the room suspiciously, and a curtain hung on the wall! I can't see what's inside. But the girl always felt that it was not so simple here.

Outside the door, Jinwa and Iron Gun were also in danger.

"Yikes. If you don't get out of the way, I'll do it. ”

Jin Wa's crisp voice revealed a sense of impatience, and he looked at the staff in front of him in work clothes and said coldly: "Inside is the president of our family, if you don't want to die, get out of the way." ”

"I'm sorry, the upper authorities have arranged for idlers not to enter, and it is better for Your Excellency to leave." The staff looked at the golden tile with a pale face. This guy looks so fierce.

"Brother, isn't it better to wait." The iron spear standing on the side pulled Raginwa and whispered.

Frowning, Jin Wa squinted and thought about it, then clenched his fist and shook it in front of the staff: "Give you ten minutes to keep up with the application, otherwise don't blame me for breaking in." ”

"Yes, I'll ask someone to ask." The other party replied in fear.

It's no wonder that people are afraid, the size of the golden tile and the smiling face make everyone feel that it is very lethal. Iron Gun shook his head with a wry smile, this brother has been obsessed with the profession of an entertainer since he became obsessed with it. There is a clear problem with the brain circuits.

It's just that he can't stop it, the president goes in alone, and the two of them are Citrine.P's security. Although there are only two of them in the security team, they are responsible for guarding the security of the first floor of the company. But it's not a chance to climb up in front of him, after all, Park Ji-sub is famous for liking newcomers.

Whether it is Xu Junxiu or Tang Bin, or the current grassroots management of the company, they were all mentioned at the end of last year. And the two of them have been working in the company for almost a year, and if they don't seize this opportunity, they will have to wait for the opportunity to expand the company in the future.

In the room, Park Ji-sub teased the corner of his clothes. Sitting in front of the white piano, he smiled at Park Renjing and snapped his fingers and said, "Slave, are you ready?" ”

"Wait, I'll try first!"

Park In-jeong stood in front of the microphone. After closing his eyes and thinking for a few seconds, he gently 'hey', and sure enough, it was just like what Park Ji-sub said! The effect of the surround speakers is really amazing, as if it is coming in from the outside.

"That's it!" The girl turned around, looked at Park Ji-sub playfully and said, "It's just a solo singing for you." ”

Park Ji-sub smiled and nodded, moving his fingers. After making a gesture to get ready to start! The sound of the piano sounded, and Park in quietly recalled the feeling he remembered in the studio.

What the girl didn't know was that the curtain behind her was slowly opened......

Park In-jeong's timbre is very recognizable, not that high-spirited feeling, but with a crying feeling coming from the nasal cavity! And I don't know if it's because the girl had the idea of imitating European and American singers in the early days, and in terms of singing skills, she actually has a bit of a feeling from Europe and the United States.

The song "Favorite" is very quiet, just a simple description of the psychological state of a person who wants to protect his loved one, there is nothing ** and toxic! Only whispers and confiding. The protagonist wants to see her happy, without asking for anything in return, without asking for results, without asking for understanding! I just want the person I love to get what she deserves.

After watching her accidentally kill her stepfather, the protagonist devises a plan to send herself to hell. He did, but he lost everything, including her. It's just that even when he committed suicide, he had a smile on his face...... Because he saw it, she was happy.

Park In-jung couldn't feel Park Ji-sub's psychology when he wrote that kind of plot, and the girl looked at him sitting in front of the piano and playing with a smile, and her heart suddenly felt sour.

Just want to be with you......

What the hell did this guy think when he wrote the lyrics? The feeling of distress that I hadn't tasted for a long time slowly spread. Park In-jung devoted herself to the song, not to sing well! I just want to try my best to understand what kind of mood this guy who seems to have deceived himself, but is distressed.

At the end of the song, Park Ji-sub's fingers were still pressed on the piano, and he couldn't help but laugh when he looked at the girl whose eyes were a little red. I smiled very happily, and I smiled a little ...... Lovely.

It's just that at this moment, a tall figure rushed in from outside, and Jin Wa shouted angrily: "President, I'm here to save you......"

Before he finished speaking, he was just stupid. Behind him, the iron gun was blocking a large group of staff, and he turned his head angrily and shouted, "Brother, you are ...... quickly"

It's just that he hasn't finished his words yet, and he is also stunned.

Park Ji-sub looked at the two of them speechlessly, followed by laughter. Park In-jeong turned her head in disbelief, then the girl's face turned red, then turned into a polite smile, and then ...... Turned her head fiercely and glared at Park Ji-sub, she was deceived by this guy. (To be continued.) )

PS: This dream ~ I won't wake up!