'Zhong Ren XI. Zhang Yixing walked to Kim Jong-in's side and sat next to the wall.

I said I didn't want to dance today.

Kim Jong-in looked at Zhang Yixing again, endured his irritability, and said it to Zhang Yixing again.

I'm not here to dance with you, I'm just talking.

Zhang Yixing knows all the Korean words in his head.

Don't know what to say when you chat, it will be embarrassing.

'Chat?

Kim Jong-in was puzzled.

Brother, it's not that I doubt you.

What do you think of your Korean level, and my Chinese level.

The two of us are a really good combination!

Of course, these words can't be said, after all, brother is brother, even if it is not a country, it is also a brother.

'Hmm.

I heard Lu Han say that you haven't been in very good shape lately.

Zhang Yixing himself felt embarrassed.

Hopefully, my Korean vocabulary will be enough before I enlighten him.

'Na!

It's just a little annoying, it's fine.

Kim Jong-in was not very careless and played with his towel.

It's because of Wen Kui.

Zhang Yixing cautiously tentatively.

'Brother, how do you know?'

When Kim Jong-in heard the name, he simply lowered his head and grabbed the towel hard.

I listened to what Lu Han said.

You don't seem to understand what he's going to do.

Zhang Yixing heard Kim Jong-in's choked voice, he was reluctant!

Of course I don't understand, I obviously said that we would debut together, but now!

Taemin has already debuted first, and it's just me and him.

But he quit at this time.

What is this.

When Kim Jong-in heard this, the irritability that had been piling up for several days finally exploded.

threw the towel in his hand to the ground fiercely, and answered Zhang Yixing's words with a roar.

But everyone has their own choice, and they don't have to follow the same path.

Zhang Yixing looked at the excited Kim Jong-in and comforted him, and at the same time comforted himself.

'Choice, I just know that his original choice was to join this company.

Even such a difficult practice time persevered.

Why do you give up again now?

Kim Jong-in grabbed his hair irritably.

Maybe he had something else in mind.

Zhang Yixing still tried to make Kim Jong-in not so troubled.

Maybe!

But that's what annoys me the most.

He can tell me what he thinks, but he doesn't even answer the phone now, so it's nothing.

Kim Jong-in said, his voice choked up.

I don't know how to face you!

When he figures it out, he'll call you.

Zhang Yixing patted Kim Jong-in on the back.

If it weren't for the fear that Kim Jong-in would lose face.

He felt like he could wipe his tears for him.

'I'm sorry, Brother Yixing.

Just faux pas in front of you.

After a while, Kim Jong-in packed up his feelings, and bowed to Zhang Yixing to apologize.

'It doesn't matter.

But today I saw a different Zhongren!

Zhang Yixing showed his dimples.

'Ahh

Kim Jong-in lowered his head embarrassedly.

'Zhong Ren XI, why did you come to the company?

Zhang Yixing continued to chat with Kim Jong-in.

Of course, I wanted to be able to dance on stage, and I studied dance specifically for that.

Kim Jong-in obediently replied to Zhang Yixing's words.

I thought that Jong-in, like Se-hoon, learned because he was chosen, so it's no wonder that dancing is so good.

Zhang Yixing saw that Jin Zhongren was willing to chat with him, and slowly deepened the topic.

'You're not bad, either!'

Kim Jong-in did not hesitate to pay tribute to Zhang Yixing.

He is still confident when it comes to dancing.

But it's better for Zhong Ren to jump XI.

Kim Jong-in is not embarrassed, Zhang Yixing is embarrassed.

'Brother Yixing doesn't have to be modest!

It's saying that both of us dance in different styles, and there's no comparison at all.

Kim Jong-in touched Jang Ye-heung's head like he did his brother.

'Style, what kind of style?'

Zhang Yixing was full of questions.

How I didn't know that I was different from his style.

'Your dance is more about strength, while mine is softer.

Kim Jong-in analyzed the dancing skills of the two like an expert.

"Do you overcome steel with tenderness?"

Zhang Yixing listened to Jin Zhongren's analysis, and these words appeared in his mind, and then he naturally said them in Chinese.

'What.

Kim Jong-in didn't understand what Zhang Yixing meant because he spoke Chinese.

'Nothing, nothing.

Zhang Yixing hurriedly explained.

How can I explain Chinese idioms to you!

'Oh!

Although Kim Jong-in is strange that Zhang Yixing said it just now, it is not easy for people to force him if they don't say it.