Located in Myeongdong's snack street, Park Ji-sub and Jeon Bao-lan sit at a well-sized barbecue restaurant.

"Slave, endure ......"

Park Ji-sub looked at Jeon Baolan under a lot of pressure, and from the beginning of the meal, the other party looked at him blankly, and let him not eat.

"I'll just see, I won't eat it." Jeon Baolan swallowed his saliva, and looked at the barbecue in front of Park Ji-sub with ** in his eyes.

"I told you not to come to the barbecue!" Park Ji-yeon looked at the girl with a smile and a smile, isn't the other party torturing herself.

"I can't eat it, and I don't want to see it." Quan Baolan said with resentment, picked up the fork and stuck it on the cucumber in front of him: "Smell the smell of barbecue, imagine this as barbecue, I can still ......"

Faced with Jeon Baolan's mighty logic, Park Ji-sub could only retreat. After taking a big bite to wipe out the barbecue in front of him, although he was not tall, he had a lot of food. And lately, I have always dreamed of falling from a high altitude when I have been sleeping, and according to experience, this is a prelude to the beginning of development.

After lunch, the two went to the training institution to start the class. Quanbao Blue has a musical background, although it is very shallow, but the introduction will be much simpler. To Park Ji-sub's surprise, Jeon-Paul-blue has a very good timbre and a high talent for breath control. On the contrary, in terms of pronunciation and how to control the pitch, it seems unusually dull.

This also made Park Ji-sub understand that it is no wonder that all the lyrics of Quan Baolan in the previous life were the kind with a relatively low timbre.

The days passed like this, and the song that Park Ji-sub asked So Yong-chang to sell to GOOD has been finalized, and the price is not high! It was sold for only 20 million won. According to the novice price, it is naturally more than enough, but now that there is Li Shanji as a teacher, and there are three piano pieces on fire, it is naturally sold cheaply.

SUCH A LOW PRICE MADE PARK JI-SUB AND ANDY BECOME GODLY FRIENDS, BECAUSE IT WAS INCONVENIENT TO HELP EACH OTHER MAKE SONGS HIMSELF, HE TOLD JO YOUNG-SO ALL THE PRECAUTIONS AND ASKED THE OTHER PARTY TO HELP ANDY INSTEAD OF HIMSELF.

In addition, Cho Young-so doesn't like to hide the credit of others, and a lot of things about Park Ji-sub were revealed in the process of making the song. Therefore, Xiao Zhengtai didn't know that he had an extra friend invisibly.

It's just that he can't care about this, because Su Yongchang was very disappointed by the information he inquired! Although GOOD's current financial situation is already a little embarrassing, it can still hold on, and it can continue to maintain the training of trainees, and prepare to launch the girl group 'Five Girls' who died young.

After pouting his lips and asking Su Yongchang to continue to pay attention to this aspect, Park Ji-sub, who successfully made Park Ji-sub, who had lost the annual award with squinting eyes, feel unusually smooth. At the same time, he finally waited for Park Hyo-min's call.

"Are you really going to turn a storage room into a room?" Park Fanlie clasped his hands in front of his chest, looked at his son suspiciously, and asked.

"Abba, this is a matter of your son's future in writing books, and a good assistant is very important. Just like Sherlock Holmes and Watson, they are complementary. Park Ji-sub looked at his father seriously, and said with a serious face on his baby face.

"Who is Sherlock Holmes?" Park Fanyeol smacked his lips, more curious about the name Park Ji-sub proposed.

Park Ji-sub was dumbfounded, because he had been thinking about how to write books that adapted to the current situation, and he had not paid attention to detective and fantasy novels. And looking at his father's appearance, it seems that the book that has influenced billions of people is missing again.

"Anyway, I just want an assistant, and I have to train myself, so Abba, you can watch it!" Park Ji-sub rubbed his face, threw down the sentence very simply, and turned to leave.

He also had to pick up Park Hyo-min with Su Yongchang, saying that he admired this girl's parents very much. actually let the other party take the train from Busan to Seoul alone, is this full of confidence in his daughter, or is it a big nervous thing, Park Ji-sub has no way of knowing.

"Over here, Hyo-min." Su Yongchang looked tired, weakly holding a sign and trying to maintain balance in the flow of people, and shouted at Park Hyo-min, who had just walked out of the station.

Because of the recent rise in the reputation of Knight Publishing House, and the sales of Park Ji-sub's books have ushered in the peak, he is as tired as a dead dog, and he has to come to help Park Ji-sub pick up people. Naturally, these little Zhengtai saw it in his eyes, and he began to think about whether to find an assistant, after all, going to school in the future is not near home.

"I'm sorry for you!"

Carrying a big bag and dragging a half-person tall box, the thin girl blushed and looked at the big and small ones who came to pick her up, and said with an excited smile on her face.

"Slave, long time no see." Park Ji-sub took the cumbersome bag in the girl's hand, and naturally threw herself into the other party's arms: "Go home first, you and Ji-yeon squeeze tonight, and when the decoration is finished tomorrow, you can move in." ”

"Oh? Do I live in your house? Park Hyo-min didn't realize that he was being taken advantage of by a certain Xiao Zhengtai, smoothed out his long hair that was a little messy, and looked at Park Ji-sub curiously and asked.

"yes, otherwise how can I train you." Park Ji-sub said as a matter of course.

"Okay, don't talk, after sending you two back, I'll go to the printing house in the suburbs...... Your books are out of stock again. Su Yongchang's voice weakly interrupted the two little guys' reminiscences, picked up Park Hyomin's big box and left.

By the time they got home, it was already noon. After helping the girl put her luggage away, Su Yongchang left quickly. Park Ji-sub looked at the excitement and finally felt that the tired Park Hyo-min was unable to sit in the living room, looking at the cabin where he would live in the next few years.

"Slave, tomorrow's arrangement is like this." Park Ji-sub walked to the girl and sat down, pulled the other party's sleeve and signaled to come back to his senses: "You followed me during the summer vacation, and every day I will take the time to teach you how to write and conceive." And then what I learn, you have to learn, and you have to have more than I do, and that is dancing. ”

"Is there a relationship between writing and dancing?" Park Hyo-min looked curiously at the little Jeong-tae in front of him.

"This is called cultivating temperament, in short, you just need to learn." But after thinking about it, Park Ji-sub added another thing: "Because I'm going to run to the gym for a while in the future, so Nuna will also learn yoga by the way." ”

"Huh?" Park Hyo-min's little face, which had initially grown, looked at Xiao Zhengtai in surprise, what is this cultivating: "I know, my mother said, I can learn whatever you want me to learn, I must learn well, and I can't let you down." ”

"Really?" Park Ji-sub's eyes lit up, and he naturally approached the girl and asked with a smile, "Then why don't you learn to cook too?" ”

"I can cook, why don't I cook it for you?" The fourteen-year-old girl said proudly, and her little face was even more smiling.