In the evening, the afterglow of the red glow was shining in the sky, and the dim light gradually covered the entire sky.

Han Bin slowly raised his toes, put his hands in his pants pockets, and walked aimlessly, with a hint of sorrow shrouded between his eyebrows, as if he was still worried about the inspiration just now being blocked.

During this period, he did not announce that he lived a comfortable life every day and was in a recuperation period.

Kim Young-min and Lee Soo-man occasionally visited the dormitory and briefly asked about Han Bin's recovery. He was in a hurry, but did not force him to recover and notify him of resumption, but whispered to him to rest more.

The implicit meaning of this is self-evident. Han Bin's popularity in South Korea has declined severely. Nowadays, all kinds of new groups are spread all over the song world, which is completely a new era. In the film and television industry, Han Bin's popularity won by his return work "The First Love of Millionaire" is also slowly silenced.

The Korean market is obviously not Han Bin’s home court, and what Kim Young-min values ​​is his crazy popularity in Japan.

It should be noted that when Han Bin woke up, the little girl in Japan was in a state of excitement, as lively as a festival. The blessings and expectations reprinted on various websites and forums are spread throughout the virtual network world.

This is not an exaggeration at all. There is no flattery at all. Many people can't understand why the popularity of the two singles "Confession of Tears" and "The Tale of Tears" has reached such a level of despicability.

Even on that day, many famous Japanese newspapers published news about Han Bin's health in good condition and admitted that they were waiting for this new star who caused the "tears" trend in Japan.

At the same time, some fans sent their blessings and expressed their expectation for the release of "Love in the Sky" starring Han Bin.

In Japan, Han Bin's general trend is still spreading, and it seems that it will take some time to cool down. There is also the two Korean wave combinations of Dongfang Shenqi and Tianshang Zhixi in Japan, and they are often compared with Han Bin.

The five Dongfang Shenqi were a little depressed. They were in a little unhappy because in the eyes of the Japanese little girls, the combined presence of the five of them was not as good as Han Bin.

Most of the four Zhixi people in the sky would smile shyly and humbly tell that Han Bin was their role model and their mentor.

There is also the Asian little queen Baoer. Whenever she hears comments that praise Han Bin, she will involuntarily feel a sense of pride, and her heart is sweeter. It is even more tangy than applying sweetness to honey.

In short, Han Bin's comfortable life will last for a long time until he is in good health and can truly adapt to the busy life of an artist's announcement. At that time, Kim Young-min will definitely exile him to the Japanese market.

At some point, Han Bin walked and came to a strange place and stopped. He sighed inexplicably, but he was still thinking about writing the lyrics in his mind.

The debut gift from Girls' Generation is a single created by Han Bin himself. The title of the song has not yet been confirmed. The lyrics are still being expressed, but the most difficult tune has been made.

What bothers Han Bin now is the filling in the lyrics. He hopes that this single can vividly describe an emotion worthy of treasure forever.

"Ha ha……"

Suddenly, a tremor was shaking in his pocket. Yoona's unimportant laughter rang, which was Han Bin's cell phone ringtone.

"Hey!" After Han Bin connected the phone, he tried to pretend to be plain.

Park So-yeon is the girl who calls Han Bin and is also the planned captain of the Girls' Generation group that is about to debut. She looks sweet, has an excellent voice and is very good at singing. Although she often misses classes, her strength is questionable.

"Teacher, are you still angry?" Su Yeon's voice was low and she was full of apology.

"No!" Han Bin replied lightly.

"Teacher, I want to tell you something." So Yeon paused slightly, her words were full of entanglement and helplessness, and her voice became even more trembling. "I want to quit the Girls' Generation."

Jing, very quiet. So Yeon could even hear Han Bin's gradually rapid breathing. Her heart warmed up and wiped the corners of her eyes quickly, but she still wanted to cry.

"Park So-yeon, are you crazy?" Han Bin scolded in a deep voice. He said that no one is allowed to betray his efforts, especially his students. "Forgive you once, and don't make such jokes again next time, do you know?"

"Teacher, I'm really... sorry." Su Yan covered her mouth and cried. She felt that she was really lucky to meet such a teacher.

"Give me a reason, otherwise you dare to leave and try." Han Bin was in a very depressed mood. During this period, he had a lot of trouble.

"In fact, it is really proud to be a teacher's student. Although the teacher doesn't teach much, every sentence he says still seems to be very clear."

"The teacher said that those who sweat will one day see the blooming of colorful flowers. This sentence is very beautiful, and I have always believed it and seen it."

"As a debut member of the Girls Generation group, my three years of efforts have not been in vain, so I am really content."

"Also, thank you, the teacher, for giving me the care and guidance when I was most confused. You took me to a bright road and told me that opportunities are achieved by myself."

At first, the voice was soft and delicate, telling it like a plain aftertaste. Gradually, faint sobs sounded, and Su Yan, on the other side of the phone, covered her mouth and burst into tears.

"Teacher, I can work hard for a few more years, and there will be a chance in the future." So Yeon tried hard to curb the crying, paused, and said gratefully. "So, I'm sorry."

Han Bin was speechless, holding the pink little girl's cell phone, sighed indescribable, and bursts of crying came from his ears, and his mood was extremely complicated.

"Can you hold on for a while?" Han Bin asked softly.

"Wuwu... I can't do it anymore, there's really nothing I can do. Actually, I don't want to quit." Su Yeon choked and explained slowly. "Apart from going to school, I have to work in a fried chicken shop every day, and I spend the rest of my time practicing. This kind of life is very tiring, and many times I even want to give up my dream of singing."

The cruelty of reality is that I don’t know how many innocent and beautiful dreams have been shattered. Han Bin understands this helplessness and knows the pain behind giving up.

"The family conditions are not good. Grandma's physical condition is very bad. I have to pray every day that grandma will not disappear in front of me. Now there is really nothing I can do." So Yeon cried, as if she saw through many things. "Teacher. Thank you for your teaching all the time. I am really happy to be your student."

Han Bin took a deep breath, clenched his five fingers into a fist, blue veins appeared on the back of his hand, and his throat rolled, but he couldn't make any sound. He was extremely depressed and heartache.

"If. One day you make a comeback, tell me." Han Bin did not persuade him, his voice became soft and it sounded heartwarming. "Park So-yeon, remember, you are Han Bin's student."

If reality does not have many helplessness, then those beautiful dreams will not be shattered. Han Bin knows the pain in her heart, but he is really powerless.

Perhaps, he could try to help her change the family environment and alleviate the financial difficulties. But these were all futile because she had given up and heard a sense of unwavering determination from her voice.

"Yeah, teacher." So Yeon nodded vigorously.

A sad cry came from his ears. Han Bin pursed his lips and said nothing, and the pink little girl's cell phone was always pressing against her ears. Where he looked at, a girl squatted in a remote corner of the wall, holding the cell phone in both hands, crying bitterly.

This crying girl is So Yeon who called Han Bin. It turns out that sad people like to hide in the corner.

At some point, there was a man in his twenties standing beside Han Bin, who was 1.8 meters tall, with a straight waist, a clean and natural appearance, his eyes flashed with pity, and his eyes fell on the girl in the corner of the wall.

"That girl was crying very sadly." Han Bin put away his cell phone, as if he was talking to himself.

"Well, I saw it." Park Sung-woo smiled slightly, walked slowly, and passed Han Bin by with a gentle step. The sound of floating in the wind was full of heartache. "That's my sister."

Han Bin stood from a distance like an audience member, watching the scene in front of him blankly.

At the corner of the wall, Su Yeon curled up in a ball, holding her knees with her hands, buried her head between her elbows, and her back fluttered violently. In this place where there was no one, she vented all her sadness in her heart.

She was crying, but she felt as if a ray of sunlight was falling on her body, which was very warm. She subconsciously raised her head. Although she was so tearful, she could still clearly see a tall figure.

"Su Yeon, I've found you." Park Sung-woo squatted down, with a gentle expression, and reached out to rub her head. "Girls can't cry. If they cry, they won't look good."

Seeing Park Sung-woo's appearance clearly, So-yeon cried even louder, her face was dirty, and she cried like a lost and helpless child, and she could no longer suppress her inner emotions.

Sometimes, if you have someone around you who can rely on, you can be fragile and not worry about it.

"Wuwu...Brother, you're here." Su Yeon stretched out her hands, squatting body suddenly leaned forward, tiptoed slightly, and hugged him full. "I can't make a name for myself anymore, I'm very sad."

"I know, I know." Park Sung-woo's eyes were a little hot, she hugged her gently, and gently patted her back.

I don’t know how long it took, but the crying gradually weakened.

"Brother, let's go home." Su Yeon raised her hand and wiped the corners of her eyes, and said intermittently. "I'm much better with you by my side."

"It's okay, cry for a while." Park Sung-woo held her cheeks with both hands, gently wiped her tears, and said with a smile.

"It's enough not to cry anymore." Su Yan curled her lips, hummed a few times, and started to act coquettishly.

"Okay, no one is allowed to hide and cry alone in the future, do you know?" Park Sung-woo had a stern face.

"I don't know." So-yeon sniffed.

"Let's go, I'll take you home."

"No, you carry me."

"Ah, what a big man, he's still like a child. I won't carry you, okay, okay, come up."

"Brother, you are so nice."

...

Park Sung-woo was carrying her sister on her back and telling a relaxed joke. So-yeon's chin was pressed against his shoulders and listened carefully. Gradually, the two of them shrank into a small dot and disappeared.

Han Bin looked at this scene quietly, his heart warmed, and his eyes were shining with a light of expectation. He also had a sister. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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