Everyone used to narcissistically think that others are not as good as they do in what they do, and forget the struggles of others, and once naively thought that life is incomparably beautiful, thus forgetting the cruelty of life. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

For learning, Han Muxuan has an unusual persistence and desire for learning, because he knows better than anyone that everything that succeeds needs to be grabbed by strength.

Putting away his complicated thoughts, he began to think about the events of the morning, and as the memory replayed, a clear and beautiful face appeared in his mind.

"I haven't been in touch for many days, is it because I have to prepare for the increase in debut training, or is it the so-called communication control?" He touched his chin and pulled out his phone to dial out.

Back in the late summer of 2006, Han Muxuan, who had a young face, came to Seoul to study alone, and only participated in a Korean crash course for more than a month before coming.

Limited to the unfamiliarity of an unfamiliar city, he usually confined himself to the vicinity of his residence, and he always went to a barbecue restaurant near the second dong of Ap Ou Ting in Gangnam District. Regarding Korean food, Han Muxuan is too lazy to comment, the three treasures of Smecta such as bibimbap, kimchi and barbecue, can make him barely stick to barbecue.

On October 15, 2006, the barbecue restaurant that had passed the meal time seemed empty and quiet, Han Muxuan, who had just finished a day's course, entered the store familiarly, found a place to sit down at random, and eagerly shouted to the boss in the bar to order in a half-baked weird Korean language.

"Agassi, barbecue for 2 people, bibimbap, kimchi and a glass of orange juice. Starving, Baribari, hurry! ”

"Flutter"...

A sudden chuckle caught Han Muxuan's attention, and he looked up, only to find a young girl sitting at the table opposite. The girl had long black and bright hair, simple jeans makeup, and a bibimbap and a glass of juice on the table in front of her, and she was lowering her head and covering her mouth, as if she was embarrassed.

The girl was embarrassed, and Han Muxuan was even more embarrassed, after all, he also knew that the Korean language that was still in the familiarization stage was indeed a little weird, and he scratched his head slightly sharply and got up, and he bent down to explain.

"I'm sorry, I've just come to Korea, and I'm not very proficient in Korean, so it sounds a little weird, so please bear with me."

When he explained, the girl on the opposite side looked up directly, and her crisp voice was glutinous, "It's okay, it's my rudeness, don't blame me." ”

Han Muxuan slowly moved to the girl's table, narrowing the distance so that he could see the girl's facial features very clearly after being slightly short-sighted.

With a fair little face, a pair of clear big eyes under the beautiful eyebrows, a straight nose and a small mouth, this is a very comfortable face to look at, Han Muxuan feels a little familiar, but for a moment he can't remember where he has seen it.

Leaning forward sideways, sensing a hint of crampedness on the girl's face, Han Muxuan waved his hand to say that it didn't matter.

At this moment, Han Muxuan's food came up, and the chubby boss uncle put the food in the tray on the girl's table without thinking about it, and in Han Muxuan's stunned, the uncle shook an ambiguous look and left directly.

"Uh......"

Han Muxuan's heart was broken......

Uncle, I know you are kind, but you don't look at the situation, how can you let me step down......

"Hee-hee, why don't you just sit together, there are a lot of people who eat."

Sensing Han Muxuan's embarrassing situation, the girl generously relieved him, Han Muxuan borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, pulled out the chair and sat down facing him without twisting, after all, everyone said so, what is there to twist as a man.

"Kangsang Hamida! It's abrupt, my name is Han Muxuan Yi Mida"

"It's okay, Han Muxuanxi, my name is Park Renjing Yi Mida."

Park In-jeong picked up the tissue at hand and gently wiped the corners of her mouth, and casually picked up the hair around her ears to reveal the delicate ear corridor. In fact, she knew Han Muxuan, and she had seen him in this store many times, and this extremely handsome guy who spoke lame Korean was quite impressive. She didn't realize that he was a bad person, so she promised him to sit down with him.

"Han Muxuanxi, where are you from?" Park Injing, who has a cheerful personality, couldn't help the curiosity in her heart and took the initiative to ask.

"I'm Chinese."

"Han Muxuanxi, why did you come so far to Seoul? Are there any relatives here? ”

"No, I'm here to study in Seoul, Renjing xi, we're about the same age, can you just stop speaking in honorifics, it's too polite, you just call me Mu Xuan, to be honest, I'm not familiar enough with this way of speaking in South Korea and I'm not very adaptable."

The human language family is a very complex phenomenon, in a sense, the origin of a group can be seen from the language, and the languages of the same language family are likely to have the same ancestor.

Among them, Korean is the lowest level of adhesive language, with a lot of modal words and unusual tongue twisters. Yimida is long and Smecta is short, and a simple modal word has to use three syllables, and Koreans are really boring.

Not long after Han Muxuan came to South Korea, it was normal for her to be uncomfortable with honorifics in Korean, and Park Injing understood, but she couldn't help but complain.

"Ah, you said don't continue, then you still say it yourself. Well, in order to take care of you, the first ding, let's speak in plain language! ”

Belch...... Han Muxuan said that he couldn't refute it, and he had to admit it, he was really heartbroken.

"Mu Xuan, which school do you go to?"

"Seoul National University."

"Ah, Dafa, totally Dafa, Seoul National University, eh, zzang!" Not long after the praise just now, Park Injing immediately dropped another bombshell, "How many years are you?" I'm 87 years old, so you should be younger than me. ”

"Hehe, don't draw conclusions too early, it's taboo to look at people by their appearance." Han Muxuan was stunned, and began to avoid answering, what are you kidding, if the other party knows that she is younger than her, she will immediately transform into Nuna, and call a little girl to be her sister with her mental age, I'm sorry, please forgive the old man for not being able to do it.

"Ah, you kid, I told you everything, you should tell me too, how can this be."

Damn Korea, damn seniority, damn kimchi, damn ... Looking at the unrelenting Park Renjing, Han Muxuan ignored it and buried himself in eating.

"What about you? What are you doing now? Still reading? In order not to go around in circles on that awkward topic, he began to change the subject.

"Hmph, that's so rude." Park In-jeong always emphasized that she seemed to be very angry at his avoidance, "I'm only a sophomore, and now I'm working as a trainee at SM while going to school."

"Amazing, I heard that trainees are very hard, and I look forward to the day when you make your debut and enter the entertainment industry, and then I can proudly say that I know the big star Park Renjing."

"Hmm, hmm" Park In-jing, who blinked with a pair of big eyes, nodded shyly.

"Oh, I ordered too much barbecue, as the so-called waste is the same crime as rape, please!" Pushing the barbecue plate, Han Muxuan frowned, folded his hands, turned on his acting skills and entered the deduction mode, the trainees have always been very lucky, a lot of practice is very physically demanding, relying on a bibimbap can not provide enough energy, he is embarrassed to say directly, he can only invite her to share the meat with him in a tactful way.

"Hmph, tell me your age and I'll help you"

“......”

The sky is shining with stars, the high-rise buildings cast by reinforced concrete and the endless flow of driveways are gloomy and lonely in the night, and the empty and simple barbecue restaurant is echoing the words of young men and girls at this time, which looks more and more warm under the bright light, and slowly drifts away with the faint smell of oil smoke.