Li Wenguang looked out the door and found a group of people gathered together, and in the middle was a slender girl, wearing black sunglasses, a black woolen coat, and a beige scarf around her neck.

"It should be a star." Wu Wen said with a smile.

"It looks pretty good." Chen Yingjun's eyes narrowed, looking at the girl in the distance.

"Let's go, aren't you going to eat the roasted fairy grass?" Li Wenguang took his hat to the bar, and after settling the account with the check card, he walked out of the store with two people.

Hongdae is the favorite place for young Koreans, and when he came here last year, he saw the soon-to-be-debuted group come here to promote it.

"But I forgot where the shop where the fairy grass was burned." Chen Yingjun suddenly scratched his head and said.

"What?" Li Wenguang rolled his eyes.

"Then let's eat something else, let's go to the nearby snow ice shop." Wu Wen proposed.

Snow ice is made of milk made of ice cut into ice chips, then spread a layer of soybean flour, rice cakes, almonds on the outside, and prepare a small cup of condensed milk, pour the condensed milk on top when eating, and stir together.

The three of them came to the snow ice shop, there were a lot of people in the snow ice shop, the girls chatted together, they ordered a bowl of snow ice, came to the nearby sofa and sat down.

Wu Wen took out his charger to charge his iPhone, which is very convenient because there are many spare sockets in similar coffee shops in South Korea, which are usually under the seats or on the wall posts.

The vibrator on their table rang, Li Wenguang walked to the bar with the vibrator, and then came to the table with Xue Bing, and the two were chatting with their mobile phones at this time.

"Stop playing, let's eat." Li Wenguang took a small iron spoon and stirred it, and the three of them began to eat, and after a while, they finished eating.

"Where are you going now?" Wu Wen yawned and seemed sleepy.

"Go home." Li Wenguang also felt a little tired, and I don't know if it was because he had been too busy recently.

"Tomorrow, are you going to come out and play?" Chen Yingjun asked.

"I'm going to have a good rest at home tomorrow, I've been too tired lately." Li Wenguang said, took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and found that it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

"Since you're both sleepy, let's go back." Chen Yingjun said.

Li Wenguang said goodbye to the two of them, took a taxi back home, and when he returned home, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening, he went to take a shower again, and then lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

The next day, after Li Wenguang woke up, he felt a lot more energetic, and suddenly remembered the black suitcase that Kim Sung-cheol gave him yesterday.

"What the hell is in here?" Li Wenguang muttered to himself and opened the black suitcase, and was stunned for a moment when he saw the contents inside.

"What is this?" Li Wenguang flipped through a book in a black suitcase, which seemed to be some teaching materials, and there was a set of school uniforms at the bottom of the suitcase.

Li Wenguang flipped through those books and smiled bitterly, and found that these were high school textbooks, for him who had already gone to college, the content in them was really simple, but the Korean history and geography in them were a little problematic for him.

At this time, his mobile phone rang, and he saw that it was a text message.

"Wenguang, we'll meet again tomorrow."

Li Wenguang looked at the text message and shook his head suspiciously, and sent a question mark, but he didn't expect the other party to reply.

"I have to relax at home today, don't cook, and order takeout." Li Wenguang picked up the phone and made a call, ordering fried noodles and sweet and sour pork.

After a while, the fried noodles and sweet and sour pork were delivered, and Li Wenguang finished paying and returned to the house with the fried noodles and sweet and sour pork.

After Li Wenguang finished eating, he lazily lay on the sofa, turned on the TV, and watched the TV leisurely, but he didn't expect to see the variety show he starred in.

"Haha, that's funny." Li Wenguang laughed at his performance on the show.

Jingle bell, the mobile phone rang, and he opened it to see that it was sent by Kim Sung-chul.

"Wake up at six o'clock tomorrow morning, put on your school uniform, and I'll pick you up then."

"Got it." Li Wenguang replied.

Li Wenguang continued to watch the TV, but he didn't expect the mobile phone to ring again.

"Who is this?" Li Wenguang opened his mobile phone and saw that it was a photo and a text sent by Chen Yingjun, in which he and Wu Wen were eating mango mousse.

"If you want to eat, come on."

"I don't want to." Li Wenguang replied, and then threw the phone to the other end of the sofa.

The mobile phone rang again, and although Li Wenguang was very unhappy, he still held the mobile phone between his feet, put it on his stomach, and then clicked on the screen with his hand.

"Wen Guang, come out and play, there are beautiful women here." It was sent by Luo Haomin.

Li Wenguang posted a picture of a green duck flipping the table, and then stopped replying.

Before I knew it, a morning had passed, Li Wenguang jumped up from the sofa, took out the spicy cabbage from the refrigerator, then turned on the rice cooker, took out the leftover rice from yesterday, and decided to make a simple spicy cabbage fried rice.

Ding Dong, the doorbell rang, Li Wenguang walked towards the door, looked out of the door from the cat's eye, and it turned out to be the postman.

"Mr. Li Wenguang, are you at home?" The postman asked.

Li Wenguang then remembered that he had ordered an item online a few days ago, so he opened the door and signed for the package.

"How did I forget about it?" Li Wenguang patted his head, opened the package and looked at it.

Inside the package is a frying spoon, and for him who lives alone, cooking is his hobby, so he cares a lot about kitchenware.

"I'll use you for lunch today." Li Wenguang waved it with a frying spoon and found it very handy.

After lunch, Li Wenguang continued to lie on the sofa, watching TV with his eyes half-open and half-closed, and he didn't know whether he was sleeping or watching TV.

I don't know how long it took, but when Li Wenguang got up from the sofa again, he found that it was already more than ten o'clock in the evening.

"I've slept for so long." Li Wenguang felt sore, so he stood up and moved, took a glass of warm water and drank it, and then walked in the direction of the bed, ready to sleep again.

Li Wenguang used his mobile phone to set the alarm clock and lay on the bed and fell asleep.

The next day, it was a snowy and cold weather, and Li Wenguang was in Kim Sung-chul's car and drove towards a certain place, and on the way he learned that the program he participated in was filmed at school.

"So I'm going to be a student there?" Li Wenguang asked suspiciously.

"Yes, that's it, it's easy." Kim Sung-chul said with a smile.

Li Wenguang smiled bitterly after hearing this, he was finally about to graduate from college, and he was going to high school again, what kind of thing is this.

When he came to the school gate, Li Wenguang held an umbrella and looked at the door number of the school, on which was written the name of the school, and he looked at the name and read it out.