Chapter 128: A text message

How can there be perfection and beauty in the world, division and integration, gathering and dispersion, this is a point that many people understand. So after people have learned enough, they will try to cherish what is in front of them...... But you will still remember the good things that have passed away, because they represent the whole you.

"It tastes good!"

Park Ji-sub picked up a piece of ribs, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it along with the bones, and swallowed it, praising it.

"OPPA, you are too good to eat, have you experienced famine in England?" Zheng Xiujing looked at Park Ji-sub in shock and said blankly.

The six girls only ate seven servings together, and Park Ji-sub ate three servings by himself, so he added two servings to the foundation. Only then did several girls understand that Park Ji-sub was not pretending to be big, but was really afraid that he would not eat enough.

"In the long body, there is no way." Park Ji-sub took a sip of juice and patted his stomach with satisfaction: "Are you full, so-yeon slave." ”

"I'm full just to see you eat." Zheng Xiuyan pursed her lips, her meal has always been small.

"Where's Renjingnu?" Park Ji-sub asked.

Park In-jing, who was in a daze, was in a trance, noticed Park Ji-sub's gaze, and replied in a little panic: "It's full, it's already full." ”

"Oh, that's good, Xiaoyuan slave doesn't need to ask, he must be full! Yes...... Xiaoxian, have you eaten well? Park Ji-sub looked at Seo Hyun, who was pouring himself a drink, and asked with a smile.

"Well, thank you OPPA for your concern." Xu Xian said seriously.

"That's good, check out! Go home, and send Xiujing home by the way. Park Ji-sub stood up and shouted.

Several girls looked at Park Ji-sub's slender figure enviously, if they let go of eating, they could naturally eat more! But the company was strict and began to shape. Next year will be a critical year, if you don't meet the standard, then all these years of trainees will be in vain.

After saying goodbye to the four girls, Park Ji-sub led Jung so-jung into Hwang Jung-cheol's car. The two of them were eating in the hall outside just now, and as for why this was so, of course, it was Park Ji-sub's order. He didn't want to have more males in his own pickling environment.

On the other side, Zheng Xiuyan saw that Park Injing was in a daze again, and bumped the other party with her elbow and asked curiously, "Ernie, what's wrong with you?" ”

"I ...... It's okay, I ate too much, it's a bit of a stretch! Park In-jeong glanced at Zheng Xiuyan and said after hesitating for a moment.

Zheng Xiuyan nodded and did not ask. How did she know that Park Renjing's heart was numb. From the beginning of the meal, she felt Park Ji-sub's eyes staring at her, plus that story, and that tune! But every time she looks at Park Ji-sub, she finds that the other party's eyes are not on her. This strange situation made her feel like she had seen a ghost.

"Hey, don't be sentimental, it's all an illusion, it's all an illusion." Park In-jeong patted her face and muttered in a low voice.

After returning to the company, I trained my body again, and returned to the dormitory at nine o'clock in the evening. Since the Supergirls program was implemented, a large number of veteran trainees have been required to live in dormitories, even public trainees like Lim Yoona and Kwon Yoo-ri have also moved in.

Park In-jeong's home is in Goyang, so naturally she also lives in a dormitory arranged by S.M. Company. Back in her room, she collapsed straight on her cot, her mind echoing Park Ji-sub's song.

It was so weird, it was the first thought in her mind. She got up and picked up the mirror to look inside, and found that she was not much more beautiful than Zheng Xiuyan...... He patted his face again and muttered, "Don't be narcissistic, don't be narcissistic, don't be narcissistic...... He's just an author, and even if he likes you, you don't need to be happy, just a thirteen-year-old kid. ”

Park In-jeong's method of self-hypnosis is very useful, at least the mind is not so messed up anymore. To be honest, she didn't fall in love with a child at first sight, but was liked by a big writer, and she was a little proud. The most important thing is that she suddenly became the imaginary protagonist of a book, and this feeling made her a little fluttery.

"But this kid's story is good, wait until he writes it, go buy a copy and read it." Park Renjing happily put down the mirror and said to himself.

"Ernie, you've been muttering for a long time, what are you talking about?"

On the top bunk, a head suddenly popped out, startling Park Injing, who was fantasizing.

She covered her chest, looked at the child-faced girl in front of her, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she said angrily: "Kim Taeyeon, can you not speak so suddenly next time." ”

"Hey, it's Ernie you're so distracted, okay." Kim Taeyeon didn't have the slightest sense of being reprimanded, so she crawled out of bed, sat next to Park In-jung and asked curiously, "I heard that you were invited to dinner by that Citrid today, how does he look?" Is it handsome, or is it just a little kid like Xiuyan said? ”

"He's only thirteen, not a kid." Park In-jeong said with tears and laughter.

"Really? But I read it on the Internet, and many people said that he looks like people can't wait to hold him in their arms, isn't that very cute and handsome! Kim Taeyeon said with a look of disbelief.

"Indeed, the first time I saw Citrine, I wanted to take him into my arms, the baby face is so cute." Park Renjing smiled and said, "But he is a little shorter than me, estimated to be about the same height as you, I think he took you into his arms." ”

"Thirteen is so tall?" Kim Tae-yeon's mouth opened slightly, and she said with a look of surprise: "But it's okay, I don't dislike being taller than me." ”

"If you dislike being taller than you, you won't be able to get married in your life." Park In-jeong was amused and said with her arm around Kim Tae-yeon's shoulder.

"But there's another rumor today, whether Ernie wants to listen to it." Kim Taeyeon blinked, and her very sparse eyebrows looked particularly interesting.

"Tell me, what a rumor." Park In-jeong stopped smiling and said with his arm on Kim Tae-yeon's shoulder.

Kim Tae-yeon's words attracted onlookers from several other girls in the dormitory, and the teacher of the child-faced girl was THEONE, that is, the famous singer Jung Soon-won. And there are many students under the other party who are about to make their debut, so although Kim Taeyeon is not the oldest, she is very well informed.

"Today, Park Ji-sub came to the company, and he came as a music producer." Kim Tae-yeon said matter-of-factly.

"Who is Park Ji-sub?" A girl with some old-fashioned facial features asked curiously.

"Meiying, you don't know this." Kim Taeyeon smiled mysteriously, ignoring Park In-jeong's stupid face, and said proudly: "Citrine's real name is Park Ji-sub, and this is the information I got from Seo Hyun." ”

Next to him, Park In-jung's fingers were twisted into a ball, and that bastard was a liar. What did you say about visiting in the name of learning to make music scores, but I didn't expect it to be a music producer...... At this time, she suddenly received a text message on her mobile phone.

'Slave, tomorrow night, today's barbecue restaurant, see you or leave. ’