August 15. It is not the Mid-Autumn Festival on the 15th day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, but the Gregorian calendar. Not a special day.

But this day is Oh Jae-young's birthday.

Moreover, this year is Wu Zairong's nineteenth birthday. For him, it means a lot.

Unlike last year, when only Shen Changmin knew and celebrated his birthday, many people will celebrate this birthday with him this year, because the artist's basic information has disclosed the date of his birthday.

Sitting in the nanny car, watching the fans gradually enter, Wu Jaeyoung couldn't say what it felt.

Joy? How could it be that there was no at all. Whatever the way, they succeeded in making them like themselves.

Move? There are also. More than 800 people came from all over the world to celebrate his birthday.

In addition to these, there is also a sense of unreality. Every time he gets in close contact, Wu Jaeyoung always thinks, do they really like themselves? No, it's not the real self, but the self in the air. Therefore, even if you accept this kind of love happily, you will feel uneasy.

In fact, on his nineteenth birthday, Oh Jae-young wanted to go back to Gangwon-do and go back to see his parents. But there is no way, since you have chosen this line of work, you have to do it.

You have a new SMS. A very underwhelming voice came from the phone.

As annoying as it is, it works well. Since changing this ringtone, Wu Zairong has not missed a single text message.

Flip the screen and open the SMS box. A lot of familiar names jumped into the eyes.

Su-yeon, Chang-min, Park Sun-young, Jae-go-go, Park Gyu-ri, Lee Seung-sang, Dong-young-bae, Choi Seung-hyun, Kang Dae-sung, Kwon Zi-bong, YG's staff, RONG's staff, and even Yang Hyun-suk, all sent messages of blessings.

Who is this text message?

Unfamiliar numbers? But it's a blessing text message, although it feels like Korean skills are very weak. No matter who he (she) is, Wu Zairong is still serious about reading, which is his (her) heart.

It's a little crystal. Wu Jae-young curled the corners of his mouth, and at the end of the text message, he saw Krystal's signature. I saved my phone number into my phone.

No wonder I feel a little childish in the way I speak, it turns out that I am really a child.

If there is a blessing text message, then it is natural to reply to the letter, and it is sincere, and it is sincere to respond to sincerity.

"Jae Rong," Song Chenghao opened the car door, "the time is almost up, get ready." ”

"Hmm." Wu Jaerong responded as he typed.

Wait a minute, he has a show at fansmeeting, so prepare in advance. But Wu Zairong didn't understand why he still had to work even though it was his birthday. It's obviously to celebrate his birthday, but he still has to perform as a thank you gift.

Forget it, it's all like this, and it's not your own.

Put the phone down, Wu Zairong tidied up his clothes and adjusted his breath. Even if it's a stage that doesn't give off, even if it's a small stage, there won't be the slightest broadcast, so you have to go all out.

Time's up.

Open the car door and go from the prepared passage to the backstage and wait for the show to begin.

"Let's welcome today's birthday star, Wu Jaerong."

With a smile on his face, Oh Jae-young entered, with a smile. With a wave of his hand, as if by magic, the audience screamed for him.

Wu Jaeyoung really smiled, laughing from the bottom of his heart. There may be too much illusion, too much unsatisfactory, but this is the life he chases.

"Thank you so much for being here today." Wu Jaerong bowed deeply and expressed his gratitude for Rongguang's love all the time.

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Fansmeeting is over. Although he complained at first, Wu Zairong still enjoyed the process. It's just that Wu Zairong looked at his watch, at this time, he shouldn't be able to go to Gangwon Road.

"Brother Cheng Hao, I don't have any schedule for the evening."

Song Chenghao glanced at the rearview mirror, "No, it's your nineteenth birthday today, and the evening is your free time." ”

"Also, happy birthday." Song Sung-ho handed over a birthday present.

"Thank you."

Standing at the door of the performance just now, watching the nanny car walk away. Say it's free activity, but really put yourself here like this? Brother Cheng Hao is really.

What the hell are you going to do now?

If you can't go back to Gangwon-do, then find someone to come out and play?

Changmin should be in desperate propaganda; Choi Seung-hyun, well, will make his debut right away.

Moreover, today is the nineteenth birthday, why are you looking for a boy? Anyway, you should find a woman to come out.

Who are you looking for?

Wu Jaerong opened the address book. But he couldn't press the button, and hesitated between the two names.

In the end, it's so-yeon or seon-young.

This multiple-choice question, as if there is no answer. Wu Zairong just stood with his mobile phone in his hand, standing, without buttons, unable to make up his mind.

Oh Jae-young closed his phone. Is it already so shaken? Just went on a date.

Oh my heart. Wu Jaerong narrowed his eyes.

Who should you choose? Wu Zairong kicked the stones on the road and stood at the fork of choice again. This is to Seonyoung's house, and this is to Suyan's house.

What a headache.

How to choose?

I never expected that this would be the end. You don't have to choose at all. Wu Zairong saw a small figure squatting there and had to smile bitterly.