Meanwhile.

The surrounding Wave team members also looked at them, with the expressions of the melon-eating crowd.

Even the team leader and Wave supervisor not far away had a meaningful face.

Realizing this, Zhong Yuebai's face turned red, and she wanted to change her words to something else, but she felt that it would only make people more misunderstood.

In a hurry, a flash of inspiration occurred in her mind, and she explained to Jiang Chengbin very sincerely, "Youaremyidol, youkno, soiantbringsomethingback." (Actually, you're my idol, so I wanted to take something back to commemorate it.) ）

Hearing this, Qin Siqi, who was not far away, couldn't help but smile and help her, "Indeed." She usually watches Riddle's live broadcasts. ”

It's in Korean.

Zhong Yuebai only understood one "Riddle", but saw Wave's supervisor show a sudden look, and then smiled heartily, "I see that they often double row, and we Chengbin also like her very much." ”

Then, the two of them slapped their legs and laughed in unison.

…… What are they laughing at?

When Zhong Yuebai was secretly scratching her ears and cheeks, embarrassed, Jin Yuran pointed at Jiang Chengbin and said to her, "Actually, youarehisidoltoo~" (Coincidentally, you are also his idol~)

His tone was light-hearted, with a little more of a joke.

Kwon Jung-min also echoed in a funny tone, "yes~he, allday, Mist~Mist~annoying!" (It's too annoying to ~ he becomes a Mist ~ Mist's call!) ）

Being troubled by them like this, Zhong Yuebai's nervous mood relaxed a lot, and she listened to Kwon Jung-min's English expression, which was vivid and a little funny.

She couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth.

Next to him, Jiang Chengbin glanced at them helplessly, but he got up slightly, swept his right hand over the side of her chair, and took out a marker from the computer desk behind him.

With this action, the corner of his clothes inadvertently brushed Zhong Yuebai's arm, she felt a little itchy, and smelled the clean citrus smell again.

Just a moment, he handed her the marker pen and smiled, "Yes, youaremyidol." (Yes, they're right, you're my idol too.) ）

Dazzled by his smile, Zhong Yuebai subconsciously took the pen, but there was a little doubt in his eyes.

The next moment, Jiang Chengbin curled the corners of his lips, and asked shallowly, "Canyousignforme, Mist... idol？ (So...... Mist Idol, can you sign me? ）

“……”

Zhong Yuebai felt ridiculed, and suddenly embarrassed again, "Iamserious! (I'm real!) ）

Kang Seung-bin said, "I'malsoserious." (I'm serious too.) ）

Then he pulled up his clothes and pointed to the spot next to the team marker, "Signhere." (To sign here.) ）

Wave's team is in the main white tone, with wavy black stripes, and the team logo is on the left placket, with a white patch next to it.

However, this position is also too conspicuous.

Zhong Yuebai held the marker pen and asked hesitantly, "Areyousure?" (Are you sure you want to write in this location?) ）

“Sure.” (Of course.) ）

Jiang Chengbin leaned over slightly, so that she could sign her team uniform.

He doesn't look like a joke.

Zhong Yuebai hesitated, but still put pen to paper.

She turned her chair towards him, sat down a little forward, leaned forward, and then raised her hand and wrote carefully one stroke at a time, silently reciting in her mind as she wrote.

M——i——s——t——

Her face leaned in slightly, a few strands of silky black hair slipped down her shoulders, her long eyelashes fluttered, and her eyes under her eyelashes looked very focused.

The lights in the training room fell, making her skin white, her red lips delicate, and she could smell the fragrance emanating from her.

For a moment, Jiang Chengbin involuntarily held his breath.