Park Hyomin, female, was born in 1989. She is of unknown height, but she should be over 1.65 meters and her weight is unknown. However, she is a thin type with three dimensions... Cough, this is not clear. She looks beautiful, loves photography, often walks around with a camera, and she often gets harassed because of her beautiful face. However, she cannot look at her appearance. This person seems to be her own nemesis. She is hurt by her. He met her after meeting her. In the trainee building in S.m, she dragged herself to the dormitory of Shaoshi, etc., because she saw him. After Long Zhiyan's judgment, she was a "disaster star" that she could not offend at all and tried to avoid. Long Zhiyan's impression made a careful summary.

"Hello." Park Hyomin was slightly stunned, and then smiled again and said, "I didn't expect to meet you here. I heard you were making a movie? It's so amazing."

"Just just go to the supporting role." Long Zhiyan pulled the corner of his mouth slightly, smiling and not smiling. To be honest, it was really difficult to make him smile at her, although Park Hyo Min was not at all wrong.

"I have also participated in the MV shooting recently, and I hope to support it." Park Hyo Min's personality is a bit cheerful, gentle, bright and cute. Speaking of which, it is a very popular type, especially her exquisite face, which can be said to be a kind of heart-warming at a glance, but Long Zhiyan only feels away from her.

"Encourage and encourage each other." Long Zhiyan was about to beat him up.

"Sun Young, here" not far away, a man waved his hand, and Long Zhiyan looked at it. It was Cai Donghe, a powerful lyricist, and Park Hyomin said that the mv was filmed with it.

"Here, Brother Donghe," Park Hyomin replied, then nodded slightly with Long Zhiyan, waved his hand, and left. Halfway through, Park Hyomin turned his head and asked Long Zhiyan, "Did your sister tell you my name?"

"?" Long Zhiyan was puzzled and replied stumbled: "Yes."

Park Hyomin breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "It's okay, goodbye, Brother Zhiyan." Turning his head, he let go of his tense expression. "I'm telling me, only a few people know the name Park Hyomin, and I have only told Jiyeon."

Long Zhiyan shook his head and didn't understand what was going on.

"I don't know how I just took it. I don't feel like I'm doing the makeup today." A voice suddenly came from the corner, which shocked him.

I just said, there must be nothing good when encountering Park Hyomin. Long Zhiyan was full of depression and looked around for a place where he could hide himself.

This voice was exactly what Huang Meiying said, and she could easily recognize it.

"What should I do?" Long Zhiyan ran forward hurriedly.

By the corner, Huang Meiying pulled Jung Soo-yeon and said in a series of English sluts, her eyes slightly swept forward: "Hey, this person's running away looks like Xiaolong."

Jessica Jung's eyes focused, her mouth slightly bulged, and she didn't answer.

He hurried out of the KBS museum, Long Zhiyan patted his head, what am I running? I am Long Zhiyan now? He felt guilty, which made him always feel like he was running away with a few traces of head-to-head run.

Looking at the script in my hand, I shook my head. Other artists have agents to pick them up and drop them off. I am really in a miserable life. There is no difference between having them and not having them.

"Please take a look. This is a barbecue restaurant built from the best beef in South Korea. A new store is open. Everyone is welcome." The part-time young man who sent the flyers was yelling and distributing the flyers.

Long Zhiyan took the flyer and took a look. He had done such a part-time job a few years ago. He would often be scolded by others. Sometimes he would be caught by city administrators or scolded by the cleaners on the road because when the flyer was distributed, most of them would be thrown away casually. He could understand this feeling.

"Come on." Long Zhiyan said casually and continued to walk forward.

The young man on the flyer was stunned for a moment, and he really didn't know whether to look at him or to him.

At the corner of the street, that is, the narrow gap between the two buildings, is a dormitory arranged for him, probably because it is closer to the new KBS TV station's library. Since the filming of "The Man of Flowers", the agent Zheng Hairi can be said to have almost met once a week. Of course, this is just Long Zhiyan's guess. Zheng Hairi is the one who signed him after all, so he still doesn't believe that he will let him go.

"You are looking for death, a stinky brat" crawled into Long Zhiyan's ears with a verbal slogan, and then there were a bunch of fighting sounds.

There are still many rioters in Korea, especially at the age of 20. At the age of high school students, many people don’t know if they have watched too much "Young and Dangerous" or want to be the "godfather". They want to try "how bad guys are made". As a result, in the end, a bunch of people turned into "how bird eggs are made".

Such fights are common in Korea. Long Zhiyan is always a bystander. When he glances at him, he cares, but the only glance makes his eyebrows tighten.

I looked around and there was nothing to move. I cursed "Ai Xi", picked up the script in my hand, rolled it into one, and then hit it with a stick.

Fifteen minutes later, everyone dispersed.

Long Zhiyan wiped the bright red blood from his forehead, and then looked at the person next to him who was twice as embarrassed as he was, and his face was completely swollen. He was so tilted that he cursed and laughed.

"Why are you here?" This person who was beaten like a pig's head was Han Ensheng, the boss of Myeongdong F4. His handsome face was no longer there at this moment. No matter how handsome he was, he looked frustrated after being beaten. His words touched the teeth that had just been hit, making him "slightly" suck the air conditioner.

"Do you believe me if I say I'm passing by?" Long Zhiyan wiped his slightly broken head, and half of his face was also a little swollen. Although he couldn't call it a pig's head, it was asymmetrical left and right.

Ensheng stood up, patted the gray on his body, and stretched out his hand to pull Long Zhiyan over.

"I want to ask you, why are you here? You are fighting with these gangsters." Long Zhiyan vomited blood in his mouth. He could not understand that a person who was both good at character and academic performance would be tangled with a group of rioters. He had not contacted him for several months, nor could he contact him. He could not contact him even if he had changed his phone number, and even his address at home was changed.

"I'm a gangster." Han Ensheng glanced at Long Zhiyan, who seemed to be unhindered, with some rebelliousness and self-deprecatingness.

"What's going on?" Long Zhiyan didn't feel the bruises and pain on his face, his eyes were a little awe-inspiring and touching.

Since he is from the same school as Han Ensheng, he clearly knows that Han Ensheng is "famous" in the school. He doesn't study much. He has been skipping classes for training in M, but he has always been the top three students in the class. The teacher has always said that he will be the material for Seoul University in the future. Among his classmates, he has always been the object of jealousy among others. He is handsome and tall, and his family is pretty good. He can dance, sing, and write songs. He has a good brain. He doesn't need to learn much. He is the material for the material for the top three. He is still a contracted trainee of M. It is very likely that he will become a superstar like Rain tomorrow. Almost nothing he can't do. Many girls in Long Zhiyan's class are his obsessed. If G-Dragon, who has outstanding talents, is the star of the school, he is the star of the school, who has talent and cultural achievements. He likes him a bunch of girls, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a school grass.

However, since he was selected into the pre-selected team for his debut by M Company last year, everything changed. Ftisland officially debuted. Without him, he was shot to the next debut team. In order to debut, he still had no figure. He abandoned his college entrance examination for the sake of his desperate bet on the road of artists. Everyone in the class was in college, but he was still a trainee in M. His descendants formed davichi and made his debut. The company almost abandoned him completely. Then, even if he was hiding, no one could find him. The news that Long Zhiyan learned was still in the mouth of bar owner Zhang Bingxu, saying that Han Ensheng and other trainees of M were finally fired, and then he knew nothing.

"Do you smoke?" Han Ensheng took out a box of already a little shriveled cigarette from his pocket, looked at Long Zhiyan who shook his head and frowned, and patted him on the shoulder, "You are still like that, you haven't changed at all, the three good students."

When he lit the cigarette, Han Ensheng took a sip like a glutton, slowly sucked the clouds and smiled comfortably, with some prodigal appearance, his hair was slightly permed red, and the bangs curled up on his forehead were a bit weird. I don’t know if it was just a fight or if it was like this. “Smoke is a good thing. I used to think that others smoked was a very bad habit. After getting to know it, it turned out that cigarettes were your best friend.”

Long Zhiyan frowned slightly. Han Ensheng changed so much that he couldn't believe it. His smile was still blooming in his mind, but at this moment, his cold face could not coincide with it.

"I heard that you have signed a contract with the company. The agent is also the chief agent of South Korea. Congratulations." Han Ensheng silently sucked and smiled.

"Brother Ensheng..." Long Zhiyan felt heartbroken.

"Does Long Zhiyan?" A middle-aged man walked behind him.

Long Zhiyan frowned and looked at it, feeling a little nervous, but he was tough. This man was the guide to his first advertisement and the only advertisement he had when he had not yet debuted. Song Xingtai, the director of the gum commercial when he worked with Park Bo Young, and was also the director of the MV of Ftisland.

"Hello." He didn't know him under his identity as "Long Zhiyan", so Long Zhiyan just said politely.

"My name is Song Xingtai, the company's contracted director, I'm the same company as you, and I also filmed your sister's first advertisement." Song Xingtai smiled.

"Hello." Long Zhiyan smiled slightly, then turned his head to look at Han Ensheng.

At this moment, Han Ensheng left behind, leaving only the scars under his broken shirt, and a bit of riot and bleak youth.

"Han Ensheng" Long Zhiyan called out his name and shouted, "Although I don't know what happened to you, do you still remember the f4 stage on Tianhua Road? What did you say at that time? Your life is infinite and eternal. No one can destroy you now? Where is the dream?"

Han Ensheng's steps were slightly hesitant, and his foothold was still unmoved. The tender words of the past were like the blood of the poles igniting the youth of the past.

——"Zhilong, you said you named it 'bigbang'. Do you want to do a horror exercise to fight the big explosion and blow up Seoul?"

——"This name was chosen by the president. I asked him about the specific meaning and found out that I just knew my Tuandu name."

——"Second brother's big explosion must refer to the big explosion of dreams. Now, the second brother's big explosion of dreams is coming, and the eldest brother's big explosion is coming soon, and they are all included in the training team."

——"How come your dreams explode? Your Chinese language is getting worse and worse. It's bright. Dreams are infinite and eternal. No one can destroy them. Just tnts will blow them up, dreams are still dreams."

——"Are you still the special high-quality product Brother Ensheng?"

The past piles of bleakness were a bit immature, but they were really like a fire. He sneered and looked at the covered sky among the two buildings, with only a small slit, and there was only one direction that was pulled.

"Your friend?" Song Xingtai looked at Han Ensheng in confusion, and said, "Young man, company, I will officially recruit director assistants at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. If you have time, you can come here. I believe you can learn something."

Han Ensheng's footsteps have already gone far, I wonder if he has heard it.

Long Zhiyan sighed, touching the nerves on his face. He felt a little thrusting. The gangsters just now had a very painful attack.

"What's wrong with you? Why did you fight? The company knew that this was going to be fired." Song Xingtai looked at Long Zhiyan with a swollen face on his face.

In Long Zhiyan's puzzled gaze, Song Xingtai shook his hand and explained himself like a "clean": "Of course, I won't say it."

Long Zhiyan shrugged his shoulders, and he didn't care. He squatted down and picked up the script that had been broken into half and even some of the worn out, smashing his mouth. This was really a disadvantage. The script of the first episode of the TV series was "destroyed" like this.

"I live in the company dormitory. I saw you last time, so I didn't have time to say hello." Song Xingtai was always cheerful but nagging. When he was filming an advertisement, he asked everyone to call him the boss, who was a very strange little old man.

Looking at Long Zhiyan who was walking forward without paying much attention, the old man muttered, "Your sister is much more polite than you."

...

The script is gone, which is a big embarrassing thing for the actors. It is estimated that he is the only one who has been filming the TV series since he was filming the script as a weapon. However, what Long Zhiyan is more worried about is Han Ensheng. As a former friend, he has now become such an unimaginable appearance that he has touched him a little.

The former pride has now become a slut. Is the world changing too fast or the reaction is too slow?

After taking a shower, I washed away the dirty blood, and then lay straight on the bed, looking at the ceiling, and was out of sight.

When he woke up the next day, Long Zhiyan looked at himself in the mirror with helpless expression. Although the swelling was not as good as yesterday, he still had uneven shapes on the left and right. There was also the blue and purple on his forehead, which really changed his face.

Weiwei put on makeup, but she still couldn't cover the obvious scars. She put on sunglasses and then left the door.

In autumn, when I went out wearing sunglasses and left the airport, I guess I could only be as cool as I was as nervous as Long Zhiyan.

Because the script was lost, there was no way, Long Zhiyan could only call Jin Su-en, who was in the same company, to copy one. Today was the appointment to meet at the company. Otherwise, he would probably not have been able to come out.

To be honest, this is his first fight since he was a child. He has always appeared as an excellent student and has no choice but to "force" at all. This is also a major reason why Long Zhiyan was "conquered" by Kwon Yuri, who had learned taekwondo and boxing when he first entered the girlhood. The chaotic situation was not enough for him to imagine it. He only knew that the person being beaten was his buddy and his brother. He wanted to save him, but everything was that simple, although in the end he was beaten with his own defeated one.

As soon as he walked into the company, the security staff kept looking at the person who was still wearing sunglasses in confusion. You know, Zhao In-sung has not been wearing sunglasses all the time since he entered the company.

"Miss Jin Su-eun." Long Zhiyan looked at the girl waiting at the door of the classroom waiting for the agreed acting training class and greeted her.

"Are you?" Jin So-eun turned his head and waited for Long Zhiyan to take off his sunglasses and recognize him for a while before she realized it, "Why are you doing this? Have you had a fight?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Long Zhiyan looked righteous and righteous.

"Many people in the acting class call you the name "sister". I didn't expect you to fight too." Jin So-eun laughed. Seeing Long Zhiyan in this look, he burst into laughter.

"Why do you look down on me? Have you ever heard of the first divine fist of Mingdong? It's me?" Long Zhiyan curled his lips, "Miss"? What's this nickname for Mom?

"I've heard it now." Kim So-eun smiled.

"Minister." A company employee walked by and greeted him respectfully.

"Hello." Zheng Hairi looked kind and still looked in the wind. He glanced slightly. The scar on Long Zhiyan's face bent over his eyebrows, turning into a vigorous curve, his face changed slightly. He did not talk to Long Zhiyan, and walked straight past.

Long Zhiyan shrugged, and finally realized that he was not lazy and not giving him away, but was really indifferent.

"Go down, go to the medical center on the first floor of the company, be careful of tetanus." Jin Suen gently touched Long Zhiyan's forehead, and he was so painful that he was pumping the air conditioner.

"I can't die." Long Zhiyan looked unobstructed.

"The legend of tetanus can make people have high fever every day, and in the end the pain is worse than death." Jin Suen thought for a moment.

"No, right? It's so exaggerated?" Long Zhiyan glanced at Jin Su-eun.

"If you don't believe it, you'll know it." Jin So-eun also said that he spread his hands indifferently.

"Okay, I'll go, where is the medical center?" Long Zhiyan turned around and asked.

Long Zhiyan, who walked out of the medical center, covered his butt and realized that the so-called tetanus was to have an injection on his butt. Depressed, he glanced at Jin Suen helplessly.

A slightly crossed the corner was the voice of Song Xingtai who I met yesterday: "You can learn to copy the storyboard I made in this advertisement later. After learning how to draw a storyboard for me."

"Yes, director." The familiar voice and back walked past him.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and Long Zhiyan smiled.

Dreams are infinite and eternal, and no one can destroy them.

"Don't the tetanus needle hurt?" Jin So-eun looked at Long Zhiyan with a smile on his face and asked badly: "Didn't everyone call me mom just now?"

"Oh, it hurts a little again." Long Zhiyan pretended to be pain, leaned against the wall, leaned against it awkwardly, and said with a cough...
Chapter completed!