Zhang Hang was lying on his bed, watching his eyes back and forth in this room. It was not bad. Such an environment should not be the treatment of ordinary trainees. Zhang Hang once learned in some online novels or his girlfriend that Korean trainees were very tired because the beautiful star dream was training every day and strive to debut as soon as possible. Moreover, the environment he lived in was not particularly good. Generally, many people should be crowded in a small room. In front of him, such an environment should not be for trainees who had just participated in training for less than a year. "I'm not going to debut, right?" Zhang Hang thought of this and immediately shook his head and denied it. His head was still very painful and chaotic. Let's wake up first.

In his sleep, Zhang Hang had a dream. In the gray sky, in front of the courtyard of an old-fashioned house, a young mother in her twenties was holding a one-year-old child in her arms. The child was wearing orange clothes and had a cartoon Doraemon on her belly. The child held his left fist in his mouth and screamed. A man stood in front of the woman. The man was about fifty years old. The rings of the years did not leave too many traces on his face, but only brought him the prestige at work. The man seemed very angry, frowned slightly, and his right hand was up and down in front of the woman and the child.

Flying. The child was scared to tears... The picture changed again. This was the classroom. It was not a language class. It was not other. But the piano. A six-year-old boy was sitting next to the piano talking about a song. The mark of the rain. He was not very skilled yet, and there were some intermittent in the middle. Behind him, a young man listening with his eyes closed. He beat the rhythm gently with his hands. It was over. The boy turned around, and the man smiled and said something... The picture turned again. On the streets of Myeongdong, Seoul, he was wearing a hip-hop style dress and performed among four young boys in a group of people. A group of young boys were around him.

The child was excitedly calling out something and was full of excitement. He walked forward, and with the stress of the music, his body seemed to be thundered, his muscles quickly contracted and relaxed, his chest shook twice in succession, his knees bent forward, his hands were raised forward, as if there was a layer of glass in front of him. With the rhythm of the music, his feet were lifted, his body seemed to be bounced up, his body fell backward, his hands were on the ground, his feet squatted down, his right foot kicked up, and he jumped up, and his body suddenly stopped. With the stress of the music, his body stopped all movements, just like a robot lost again

The energy was like. The hands were stretched out, the head drooped without gravity, and the knees were bent bit by bit with the music... The picture turned, a booth near the window, two cups of coffee on the table, the boy sat in his seat with his hands rubbing the outer wall of the cup. A man in his formal work clothes, in his thirties, was in his thirties, and was talking to him something. Finally, he handed over a business card, Park Dong-wook, the head of the trainee training room... The boy looked at the man in front of him blankly, "Kan Jiahang, Korean Jiahang, Korean Jiahang, Korean Jiahang". Suddenly someone was calling him behind him. Who was calling him? His body was shaking.

"Huh finally woke up. How are you feeling better, right?"

Zhang Hang opened his eyes and said, a young boy, wow, so handsome. His pretty face, two straight eyebrows, had a pair of bright eyes. His cheeks were sweating from time to time. Li Zhenji (Squad leader Wen Liu, is a warm child who likes to laugh very much. It is said that he plays the piano very well.) Seeing that Zhang Hang woke up, a big smile appeared on his face.

"Awaken? Oh, boy, do you know how scary you are? I suddenly fainted, your body is still not trained." Angry words could not hide the worries in my heart.

"Haha, isn't this okay? Brother, I came back very early today. Hehe."

"Are you still afraid that you will be in bad health? Oh, boy. When you wake up, you have to get up and have not had enough sleep."

"Okay, thank you brother."

"It's fine, haha." Perhaps it's because he is older than Han Jiahang. Wen Liu, who is naturally gentle in character, loves this youngest younger brother very much.

"By the way, I'll go with me to have something later, Jong Hyun and the others are also worried." Wen Liu said to Han Jiahang while walking towards the bathroom.

"Oh, OK."

Wen Liu has been listed as the group debuter and will debut with Jong Hyun Ge, Kim Ki-fan Ge (key), Minho and Taemin. Wen Liu is like his brother because he is older, and everyone will tell him about something, happy and sad. And he always greets him. When Han Jiahang comes, Wen Liu is told to take him in charge. The two are both teachers and friends.

Apgujeongdong, Gangnam-gu, Seoul, starts from the galleria department store to Cheongdam-dong. As early as 1996, it designated this place as the "fashion street" in Seoul as a famous shopping district. Apgujeong can be said to be a space carefully created for consumers who pursue personality, to catch up with the cutting-edge of fashion consumers, and to make trendsetters of the times. In particular, modern young women have a unique love for Apgujeong. Many Korean movies choose this place as the location shooting location. We often meet stars here. Moreover, s.m.entertainment is located in Apgujeong 2 Dong, Gangnam-gu, Seoul.

"Brother Wen Liu, here." Han Jiahang looked in the voice. A little boy with a baby face. A cute mushroom head on his head. He was 173cm tall and shook his hand to call.

"Come. Taimin"

"Brother Jiahang, your health is fine, right?"

"Well, it's okay, thank you Taemin for your concern." As he said, he touched Taemin's head with his hands. Taemin didn't like people touching his head.

"Brother, I said too much. Don't touch someone's head last time." He pulled Han Jiahang's hand off his head with his hand, ran to the side and made another face.

"Haha, hello Brother Jong-hyun, hello Brother Fan." Walking in front of several people, Han Jiahang gently slapped Min-ho with his fist, as if he was saying hello.

"Jia Hang is fine, right?" Jong Hyun asked. Perhaps because the training had just ended, a trace of fatigue could still be seen on the people.

"Haha, it's okay"

Since trainees don’t have much money, and the price level in South Korea is not very expensive, meat can almost be said to be a luxury for them. A few people came to the street stall and asked for some food casually. Everything happened today while laughing and playing.

Zhang Hang was lying on the bed, thinking about what happened today. What should I do? Stay and continue to be my own trainee. Maybe I will debut in a few years. I'd give up on the trainee, go back and study hard, and work hard on my own path with the things I know about the future. But it's too tragic. I'm still going to be reborn for ten or eight years. I'll be better. I've been reborn for less than four years. Alas, in a while, there will be a world economic crisis. The world economic crisis? Zhang Hang immediately thought of something. "Yes, it's not wrong to use the economic crisis to earn some money for myself, right?" Use this period of time to earn enough of his startup capital. In addition, he owns his own body. Even if you repay your spirit in heaven, you finally decide your future. The fundamental problem is solved, and everything else is easy to say. Work hard "Hahaha,,,,"

"Ding" a rapid alarm ring rang throughout the room.

Han Jiahang felt his bed shaking in a daze. Then he felt that his eyes were white. Well? Open your eyes and use the light to see that it was only five o'clock. Isn't it? So early? I don't care before going to bed.

"Jiahang, Jiahang gets up, it's time to practice." Wen Liu's voice came.

"Um"

"Get up"

.........

"Sleep for another five minutes." Wen Liu was stunned. What's wrong. This is not the habit of staying in bed. Usually, he will get up as soon as he summons him. How could he still stay in bed like this? Five minutes have passed. I have washed up and this kid hasn't gotten up yet.

"Oh, boy, get up quickly. If I don't want to afford it, I'm going to be angry."

Silent

"Ah," Wen Liu shouted while pushing Han Jiahang with his hands.

“,,,,”

Uncle can't bear it anymore. Since he can't bear it anymore, there is no need to bear it anymore. Wen Liu didn't say anything. Since his language was ineffective, then just act and speak. Huh~ thump, Han Jiahang was pulled to the ground with his quilt. He couldn't sleep anymore. He was taken to the practice room by Wen Liu in a daze.

As the overlord of Korean entertainment, MS has many artists, so naturally there are many trainees as the life army. Although it is only a little over five o'clock, there are many people in the practice room, including leg-pressing activities. After that, there are various dance practices. Before he knew it, two hours passed. Han Jiahang wiped the sweat, tired, sleepy, and tired from his face. He dragged his sweat, Han Jiahang walked out of the practice room, followed his memory, and moved towards the environmentally friendly gathering place to get some moisture. After another bend, he arrived.

"Touched" Han Jiahang felt an object crashing into his arms. Han Jiahang was stunned and then pushed him instinctively.

"Plop"

Only then did Han Jiahang see clearly that a girl was sitting on the ground in front of him. On her face, her two pretty eyebrows were gathered together, with a painful expression, and a little anger and shyness.

Kim Taeyeon was so depressed. It was already past 11 o'clock last night, and his roommate Tiffany said that he wanted to watch a movie, but it was a horror movie. He was already timid and wanted to watch a horror movie. Finally, he grabbed himself and stayed with him until after 2 o'clock in the morning. Today, because the alarm was not ringing, Tiffany went to school, so he ran to the practice room. He didn't dare to go there. Unlucky hit someone again. He was even more angry and was pushed out by someone. He touched his butt with his hand. He didn't dare to be too obvious. He looked up at the person who bumped into him.
Chapter completed!