In June, a fantasy book called "A Song of Ice and Fire" appeared on the market. Maybe history has deviated at a certain moment, or God wants to make it a little easier for Park Ji-sub. In this era when there was no 'Sherlock Holmes' and no 'Harry Potter', the appearance of this book made the British seem to see a new chapter.

There are many fantasy works in this world, but this book does not have the quirky settings of those fantasy works. Aristocrats, commoners, intrigue, the Iron Throne, in just 300,000 words, unfolds a world full of suspense, but fascinating.

There are dragons here, there are undead here, but it is still humans who dominate the continent! Some of them are greedy, some are righteous, some are illegitimate children, some are disgraced to their families...... There are also those who selflessly guard the Great Wall in order to protect the mainland.

The sales of the books were not satisfactory, but the fame gradually spread among the people. Because anyone who has seen it will give a full score.

London Heathrow Airport, it is rare to have a good weather today, the sun is warm on the ground, so that the gray sky has a little more color. Park Ji-sub is still the same old look, wearing a gray sweatshirt, a pair of light-colored jeans and a pair of sneakers in the airport hall.

"I'm leaving!" Lee Ji-hyun dragged his white suitcase and stood opposite Park Ji-sub and whispered.

"Go back and take the exam well, don't fail to get into college by then, blame me for not teaching you well." Park Ji-sub put his hands in his pockets and said leisurely.

Lee Ji-hyun wasn't annoyed by Park Ji-sub's words, she just stared at Park Ji-sub. After a long time, she reached out and pinched Park Ji-sub's face, and said with a smile: "You are developing so fast, your face is not as fleshy as before." ”

"People will always grow up!" Park Ji-sub smiled and took Lee Ji-hyun's hand away lightly: "Okay, let's go to the plane, when I get the trophy back, I'm going to go to your bed." ”

"Wait until you get it, arrogant little brat." Li Zhixian put on his usual calm smile, pulled up his suitcase and turned around to leave, without nostalgia.

Park Ji-sub shook his head, it's very tiring to meet such a face-saving girl! With a stride, he grabbed Li Zhixian's slender arm and hugged the other party from behind with a bit of arrogance.

"Anyway, I've also made you breakfast for so long, are you too ruthless to leave." Park Ji-sub rested his head on Lee Ji-hyun's shoulder and whispered.

"Can you do it for a lifetime?" Li Zhixian sneered, did not resist, turned his head and teased.

"Forget it, you'd better go, and wait until you're going to treat me as a man." Park Ji-sub's body stiffened, let go of Lee Ji-hyun, and said in disgust.

Lee Ji-hyun turned his head to glance at Park Ji-sub, waved his hand, and shouted in a coquettish voice: "You are becoming more and more likeable, little guy who has grown up." ”

Park Ji-sub didn't answer, and after seeing Lee Ji-hyun enter the ticket gate, he muttered in a low voice: "This is warning me, is it too careful?" ”

Shaking his head, Li Zhixian, a woman, is too freewheeling, or the other party has been tempted by him, but it is only tempting.

walked out of the airport and got into Su Yongchang's car.

In three months, Su Yongchang didn't know where to find a relationship and spent 100,000 pounds to buy a publishing house that was a little small but was on the verge of bankruptcy. It started operating in May, first officially publishing Park Ji-sub's "After School" and began to accumulate popularity for the name Citrine.

Park Ji-sub's English is improving quickly, and although his spoken language is a little jerky, his progress in literature makes Su Yongchang feel a little like suicide. Since last year, Park Ji-sub has only been studying English for a year, and he can already write books in English, and he is very skilled in writing.

In mid-June, Lee Ji-hyun sent an email saying that he had been admitted to Sungkyunkwan University and was waiting for Park Ji-sub to go back! Just keep your promises. Naturally, this time it was not a gentle lip touch, but a real tongue kiss.

But Park Ji-sub didn't have time to pay attention to this, and he was working on the second volume of "A Song of Ice and Fire" and the outline of the epic novel "Harry Potter". Britain is not Su Yongchang's home turf, and since he came here, Park Ji-sub has prepared the opponent for a protracted battle.

In other words, it will take at least two to three years for Park Ji-sub's novel to spread in Europe and the United States. Because he doesn't have the money for publicity, and he doesn't have the money to publish it on a large scale. Even now, when he goes to those big publishing houses, people won't necessarily deal with him. A dragon will work with an ant? So Park Ji-sub is not in a hurry.

However, it hurt Su Yongchang, because he will be based in the United Kingdom, and he will have to run on both sides of South America and North America in the future.

In the admissions office of the Boston Conservatory of Music in the United States, a petite girl walked out of it with a big guitar on her back and a small black notebook.

"Finally passed." The girl sighed, and a bright smile spread across her face. It's just that the smiling face didn't last for a while, and then it retracted, she sorted out her emotions and walked outside the school.

"I hope he doesn't blame me......"

The girl thought silently in her heart, and her steps became more and more determined.

In South Korea, in S.M., Zheng Xiuyan, who was chatting with friends in the practice room, waited in line unhurriedly under the shout of the room manager.

"This is Park In-jeong, I'll practice with your group in the future."

The head of the room pointed to the girl standing beside him and said lightly.

Whispers were heard below, such as, 'Isn't this girl the champion of the Kiss Song Festival?' ’

'I have good listening and singing skills, and I was directly admitted to the company......

"Quiet, I believe everyone has been notified, next year will start to screen a group of people to enter the debut pre-selection, I hope you all work hard and don't waste this opportunity." The head of the room grimaced, and after finishing speaking, he left in a flutter.

Park In-jeong walked to the corner very honestly and sat down, waiting for the teacher to come! Zheng Xiuyan frowned, looking at this newcomer, another competitor. But she can also become her own teammate, she pulled Kim Hyo-yeon next to her and gave the other party a look.

Jin Xiaoyuan was stunned, walked to Park Renjing and squatted down with a smile, and very generously stretched out his hand to introduce himself: "My name is Jin Xiaoyuan, ** year, please take care of me when we meet for the first time." ”

"Hello, my name is Park In-jeong, eighty-seven years old." A smile appeared on Park In-jing's delicate face, and her thin lips, which were as thin as Jung so-yeon, looked much more beautiful.

"Wow, Ernie! You look so good when you smile. Jin Hyo-yeon pretended to be surprised and shouted.

Park Injing was stunned, a little uncomfortable with this girl with a too familiar personality.

"That's Zheng Xiuyan Ernie, a few months older than me, don't look at her cold, it's actually very easy to talk......"

Ignoring Park In-jung's embarrassment, Kim Hyo-yeon began to introduce himself. It is a very common move for trainees to huddle, especially for a powerful talent like Park In-jeong, who is a candidate for a small team to strive for.

Park Ren listened quietly, and his mind began to come alive! She is nineteen years old, even if she is a senior in age, she also needs the acceptance of this old fritter. Perhaps, the life of a trainee in the future will not be as difficult as rumored......