Under the soft yellow light, the sound of the pages rustling, Lee Ji-hyun leaned back on the sofa, curiously looking at Park Ji-sub holding a 'Red and White Rose War' book!

They have been in the UK for a week now, and they are about three days away from the start of school. Two days ago, Park Ji-sub would take the initiative to take her to London attractions, Tower Bridge, the Houses of Parliament, the British Museum and other places.

The abnormality is that since the day before yesterday, Su Yongchang took a large box of books and put them in the corner of the living room, and then it became like this.

During the day, Park Ji-sub made a chair and sat on the edge of the balcony to read! In the evening, he sat in the living room and read under the lamp...... In short, the eyes have never left those half-palm-thick books.

So Li Zhixian was bored, although there was no family discipline in the UK, but because of the covenant with her father, she couldn't act alone. And Park Ji-sub, a stinky boy, stayed at home all day long, and his attitude of not giving up until he finished reading those books made Lee Ji-hyun very powerless.

Two days later, one day before the start of school, Lee Ji-hyun, who was almost stuffy and moldy at home, was furious! Holding a slice of bread smeared with salad dressing, she walked to the balcony menacingly, looked at Park Ji-sub, who was eating a sandwich and reading a book, and shouted, "When do you want to see it?" ”

"Oh?" Park Ji-sub looked up at Lee Ji-hyun, who was still stained with salad dressing, and said lightly: "Slave, wipe your mouth, it's rude." ”

"Ah, whoever cares if you're polite, you just say when you'll finish reading." Li Zhixian laughed angrily, pinched the slices of bread in his hand into a ball and said viciously.

"I'm done!" Park Ji-sub smiled, closed the book in his hand and put it aside, stuffed the sandwich into his mouth and puffed out his face and said, "Haven't you always been curious about the purpose of my coming to the UK?" ”

"Why, finally willing to say." Li Zhixian regained his former calmness, although he longed to strangle this Zhengtai in his heart.

"Here, this is the first draft, you can see it by looking at it." Park Ji-sub took out an A4-sized piece of tissue paper from the table, handed it to Lee Ji-hyun and said lightly: "By the way, school will start tomorrow, have you thought about specializing in that one?" ”

Lee Ji-hyun didn't pay attention to Park Ji-sub, but frowned and looked at the thing in his hand.

The huge row of titles of "Game of Thrones" twitched her cheeks, and Lee Ji-hyun looked down line by line. Winterfell, King's Road, Snow, Crippled ......

"You ......" Lee Ji-hyun opened his mouth and looked at Park Ji-sub in disbelief, and even his words were blocked.

"It's just a European copy of my book of Rights and Power, so there's no need to be surprised." Park Ji-sub waved his hand, looked at Lee Ji-hyun and asked again, "Slave, you haven't said it yet, you're going to specialize in that item." ”

British high school education is judged according to A-Levels, if you want to study computer science at university, then you can choose computer science, mathematics, physics, and business as your major courses. As long as two of these four subjects meet the standard, the admission standard of the university will be met.

Compared with the liberal arts and sciences of Chinese education, this kind of education system can determine what you specialize in earlier, but it is no worse than the high school curriculum in China in terms of difficulty.

"Whatever, I'm going to go to a first-class university anyway." Lee Ji-hyun suppressed the consternation in his heart and stared at Park Ji-sub for a while before speaking slowly.

"That's it!" Park Ji-sub grinned, looked at Lee Ji-hyun with a pair of big black shining eyes, and then circled around her, snapped his fingers and said, "Art, English literature, textiles, and finally a music, how about it?" ”

"Not good, fashion designers are not my hobby." Li Zhixian pursed his lips and vetoed directly.

"Then you have English literature, mathematics, physics, chemistry, but the university category can only be limited to South Korea." Park Ji-sub frowned and said helplessly.

"I feel like you want to keep me here." Lee Ji-hyun bent down in front of Park Ji-sub, fixed his gaze on the other party's eyes, and said teasingly.

Park Ji-sub took a step back, shook his head very gentlemanly, and said lightly: "How come, women's illusions are always outrageous. ”

Li Zhixian smiled undeniably, stuffed the A4 paper in his hand into Xiao Zhengtai's arms, patted his palms and said leisurely: "You are the heavens, and you are also the little kid who was pinched by me and begged for mercy." ”

With that, she turned around and went to clean up her unfinished breakfast.

Park Ji-sub looked up at the foggy sky speechlessly, and his mood was the same as this sky, a little depressed. It would be nice if it was Quanbaolan who accompanied him, sleeping together, bathing together, he was just doing something ashamed, and Quanbaolan would also acquiesce.

With a lament, Park Ji-sub began to pack his things! At around ten o'clock, Su Yongchang came to the door. After the two talked in the living room for a while, this tired middle-aged man who had been running around for several days hurried out with an outline in his arms.

In South Korea, according to the arrangement of the publishing house, Park Hyo-min had a good time at home for a week after the Spring Festival, and then returned to Seoul under the escort of Hwang Jung-chol.

"That house is gone?" Park Hyo-min's eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth and asked unwillingly.

"I've been gone for days, and I'm not coming back, I'm bored at home alone."

Since Park Ji-sub left, Park Ji-yeon seems to have lost motivation, and she hasn't hung out with her friends during the Spring Festival! Just nestled at home and repeated Park Ji-sub's piano songs. Then it's time to read books and read the novels written by Park Ji-sub...... So within a few days, she became what she is now, looking sluggish, weak, as if she had lost her soul.

"That's right, Ernie! This is what he asked me to give you. Park Ji-yeon suddenly remembered something, took out a notebook from the drawer in the room, and put it in front of Park Hyo-min: "He said that within half a year, if you can't write this into a story, then it's best to sleep at night with three locks." ”

Park Hyomin's expression froze, and he opened his notebook with a bitter face and took a cursory look, it was still "Devil's Kiss", but it was just the follow-up story development.

"Ernie, why do you have to put on three locks when you sleep at night?" Park Ji-yeon asked with an innocent expression.

"Because that's how you won't be attacked!" Park Hyo-min replied angrily.

Time passed slowly, and Park Hyo-min still lived in Park Ji-sub's house because she was used to it. Quan Baolan is leaving the country where she grew up because she has to prepare for the future. Zheng Xiuyan returned to China and began the final sprint.

Jeon Hyo-sung finally advanced successfully and entered the 'Women's Myth' semi-finals.

At the same time, Anyang, a satellite city of Seoul, is one of the largest photography bases in South Korea, but it will be much more comfortable than the bustle of Seoul. In an ordinary neighborhood in the center of the city, a girl with shoulder-length hair is standing on the balcony of her house, practicing her voice.

"Renjing, it's time for lunch, take a break."