September, a very comfortable month! The sun is still hot, but the heat in the air is much less.

Park Ji-sub sat in the back row of the lecture hall with his head in one hand, staring blankly at the gray-haired Chinese professor on the podium explaining the key points of Chinese. In my last life, I have been a Chinese for more than 20 years, and I have written so many novels...... Park Ji-sub really couldn't be interested in this course.

It's just that the school has just started, and he promised the school to make something symbolic, so that's it! I can only sit here and continue to listen to those easy-to-understand Chinese applications. However, he was not interested, and the rest of the class was excited.

Park Ji-sub's novels are of no age, and his readers range from elementary school students to elderly people in their sixties. Naturally, among these college students at the highest universities in South Korea, there is no shortage of his readers.

However, in order to protect the safety of this guy, Kim Wa and Iron Gun are on his side around the clock, and the quality education of Seoul National University is not bad. So these students didn't do anything out of the ordinary except for looking at them frequently.

"President, what is this old man talking about, why do I think his Chinese pronunciation is not as standard as yours." Jin Wa also leaned back on his position with a lazy face, and asked with a little disdain.

Compared to him, he is not in a positive shape, and the iron gun is more professional. Dressed in a black suit, with his hands in front of his chest, he sat on the other side of Park Ji-sub with a blank face...... The face is full of writing about the living, don't go close.

"If you don't say a word, you'll die!" Park Ji-sub glanced at the other party and said angrily.

"Isn't that boring?" Jin Wa said with a smile and scratching his head.

Park Ji-sub sighed, Huang Jung-cheol, this guy went back to his hometown to get married, and he took a long vacation for half a year! According to his original words, the other party needs to create a man before he can come back...... Xiba, does South Korea also pay so much attention to inheritance? Park Ji-sub thought speechlessly.

"Hey, president, look at that girl over there! I've been watching you. The Kim Wa thief slammed Park Ji-sub with his elbow and said with a wicked smile.

Park Ji-sub smacked his mouth and ignored the other party. After seeing a beauty of Li Juli's level and having intimate contact with each other...... Park Ji-sub finds himself in an immune mood for a beautiful woman. Of course. It's not that I'm not interested, but I don't have the excitement I had at the beginning.

It's like you're used to eating the best delicacies of the mountains and the sea, and then you're going to eat those high-end dishes! It didn't feel much either.

"Hey, that girl wrote a note." Jinwa shouted excitedly again.

"If you dare to take it, you will pack up your things tomorrow and get out." Park Ji-sub narrowed his eyes and said lightly.

Jinwa shut up, sat down honestly and began to play with his fingers.

After a few minutes, Park Ji-sub suddenly found that he was a little uncomfortable with Kim Wa not speaking. In this boring class, this guy is missing the crooked chirping next to him. On the contrary, I am a little unaccustomed to it.

"By the way, you think that trainee in the company is the most beautiful."

After thinking about it, Park Ji-sub suddenly changed to a playful expression and asked.

Jin Wa's ears moved, and he suddenly said with a smile on his face, just like the balls he had seen his master: "Including Director Li?" ”

"Except for them, I'm talking about trainees." Park Ji-sub said with a wave of his hand.

"Can you tell me about your sister?" Jinwa asked again with a smile.

"Except for Enjing and Juli, who are no longer there, there are all the trainees now." Park Ji-sub looked at the other party speechlessly, and finally gave a specific range.

"Of course it's Xiujingla!" Jinwa didn't want to answer.

Park Ji-sub was stunned. He looked at Jin Wa with a stunned expression. Zheng Xiujing is only fourteen years old, what kind of aesthetic is this guy.

"And the second?"

"Your sister!"

"And the third?" Park Ji-sub endured the complaints in his heart. Patiently asked.

"Renjing XI." Jin Wa crossed his fingers and said, "The fourth is Kim Ah-young, the fifth is Ji-eun, the sixth is Park Chu-ah, and then ......"

"Alright, alright, shut up." Park Ji-sub interrupted the other party with a disgusted face and said, "What kind of aesthetics, it's completely unreliable." ”

"President. I'm telling the truth. Jin Wa's face was straight, and he said very seriously: "Xiujing's dress in the Blue Dragon Award, hey!" You don't know, it's so beautiful and distressing. ”

"And besides, this girl's temperament is too good......"

"Pig head!"

The iron spear, who had been silent for a long time, said coldly. Jean Jinwa shut his mouth directly, and he glared at the other party fiercely, waiting for an explanation.

"The president's favorite is Park Injing XI, you talk so much, you deserve to be disliked." Iron Spear pursed his lips and said lightly.

Park Ji-sub was happy, turned his head with a smile and looked at the iron spear with a still cold expression and asked, "So, you also think that Ren Jingnu is the most beautiful?" ”

"Renjing XI is not beautiful, it is attractive."

Iron Spear was stunned for a moment, and then said quickly.

Park Ji-sub laughed and patted the other party's shoulder, and his appreciation was revealed without omission. The corners of Jin Wa's mouth twitched at this scene, this guy obviously said in private that he thought Park Ji-yeon was the most beautiful...... Hypocrisy! After silently giving this definition in his heart, Jinwa turned his head in disdain.

"CitrineXI, can you explain this question to the students......

A sudden voice interrupted Park Ji-sub's self-hiking, and he frowned, finding that the eyes of the entire class were looking at him. Reluctantly, he got up and looked at the title on the blackboard, and then gave a specific explanation, and then the teacher nodded with satisfaction.

"It is said that you are very good at Chinese, it seems to be true! But CitrineXI, please be quiet, after all, this is a class. The gray-haired teacher said with a smile.

Park Ji-sub's hands shook and nodded with a wry smile. This life will go on for another week, and he will feel broken when he thinks about it. But the good thing is that it's just going through the motions, and it's ...... When I go back at night, there is compensation from Park Hyo-min's girl.

"It's so miserable, I don't get satisfied! Never give up. ”

Park Ji-sub, who sat down again, said to himself.

And when Park Ji-sub was experiencing student life, S.M. began to make trouble again. The popularity of Girls' Generation has risen too slowly, and seeing that the five girls already have a faint feeling of leading the trend of the girl group, Kim Yingmin can't say if she is bitter.

"Can you contact Director Li?"

In the conference room, Jin Yingmin looked at his subordinates with a gloomy expression and said.

"The National Security Bureau has restricted access and is auditing the accounts, and Director Li can't give us instructions at all." The young man carefully glanced at Kim Youngmin's face and said quickly.

"Ah, this old guy can still watch TV! Can't we just give some useful advice? Kim Young-min slapped the table and shouted angrily.

"President, actually...... According to Director Li's previous plan, we don't need to be in such a hurry. Wu Shencheng, who was sitting in the deputy, suggested in a low voice: "But we can speed up a little, for example!" Let them really fall into a desperate situation, and then be reborn. ”

Hearing this, the entire conference room fell into silence, and Kim Young-min pondered for a while and said, "Minister Li, Minister Kim!" Publicity and PR are ready. (To be continued......)

PS: The former Ronggu will eventually be restored, and the crown will surely make a comeback~! Maybe I can't witness your glory, but I can accompany you through the trough! ――The voice of a reclusive little casual meal!