Episode 1 Myeongdong f4 (")

Time: 2006.

Location: Tianhua Road, Myeongdong, Jung-gu, Seoul, South Korea.

The noise of music and the speed-up of motorcycles render this remote street corner like a downtown city. The colorful graffiti on the ground and the entire wall outlines the street corner of this street corner a bit of the flavor of the black streets of New York. The manic music is unrestrained in the sound, and the rhythmic shouts drive the pulse of everyone in the sky of young people.

This small corner is filled with a youthful atmosphere.

Surrounded by the crowd, there is a small bulge of stage. Although it is a stage, it is only more than ten centimeters higher than the ground on the street. In this round stage, there are two young teenagers who are only seventeen or eighteen years old, dancing street dance to the surging music. Although they are young, their dance is quite good.

During the dance, another boy of similar age walked around the stage, then picked up the microphone, and his exquisite rap burst out from his mouth like a cannonball, and a strong aura burst out from the stage. The young men and women around them all screamed, and the sound frenzy was approaching the strong and surging rhythm in the loud sound.

After the rap boy, a crisp sound rang out, and a cool breeze was poured into the manic music, and another boy walked onto the stage.

"f4!f4!f4!f4!" Huge cheers burst out from the circle surrounding the stage at the corner of the street.

Just in the small bar next to the corner of the street, a man in his fifties leaned on the door of the bar and chuckled gently, his eyes full of admiration and a kind and friendly face.

The music gradually slowed down, and the performance of the four people on the stage also reached a paragraph.

"I heard you are the strongest hiphoppers on the street in Myeongdong?" A young man wearing a pair of big sunglasses and a very casual hip-hop squeezed in the crowd. His expression was not clear on his face, but the small cheeks exposed under his big glasses and the tender voice could vaguely tell that he was not old.

The originally chaotic and surging street corner was suddenly surprisingly quiet, and the music stopped abruptly.

The four people on the stage didn't say a word, looked at each other, and raised their lips gently. The man who was the lead singer just now seemed to be the leader of the four boys. He snapped his fingers gently, and DJ immediately played the disc, and the strong rhythm rang again, covering the audience. The four people looked at each other and smiled, leaving the stage.

The boy put down his backpack and took off his hip-hop hat, revealing his refreshing little flat head, but he did not take off his glasses. After walking onto the stage, the music turned from the beginning to the climax.

The boy lowered his head, raised his hands lightly, split his feet, and circled up to the knee of the other foot, his hands dancing like a dragon wrapped around him.

"I met a master this time!" In just over a dozen seconds, the rap boy saw the strength of the person.

"To be honest, I have never encountered such a dance level as he is so old!" said one of the two younger boys who were dancing street dance just now.

In street dance, the corresponding strong dance is generally symmetrical according to a strong sense of rhythm, but some people use completely different expressions, using soft dance to dance strong rhythms, and dancing gentle music with strong rhythms. In this case, the dancer's musical understanding ability is very high, and gentle dance must be integrated into the strong rhythm. With the same influence, the person who performs this dance can be half higher than the person who breaks strongly. In this kind of fanatical scene, if you want to use this gentle dance to win, if that person is not too confident in his own strength, he will not regard his opponent as a horizontal line at all.

"The performance is different, and it may not be necessary to win or lose!" Another street dance boy raised his eyebrows and smiled, not caring about it at all. His handsome cheeks were as delicate as women. His small but clear eyes and oval face made this 16 or 17-year-old boy look like a unique charm like a clean angel. If he changed into women's clothing and had long hair, he might look more like a pretty and charming girl.

"Xiaolong looks very confident, why don't you go up and try it?" said the oldest boy among the four with a smile, with a sunny and kind smile.

"Forget it, Xiaolong will go to work later. Let's leave it to Qiguang if he dances." The rapist persuaded.

"Working has no causal relationship with dancing, don't worry, Zhilong, who am I? I am Long Zhiyan, the invincible all-around champion of the universe, Long Zhiyan!" The street dance boy in hip-hop costume patted his chest and smiled, not much fear of the powerful opponent on the stage.

The boy on the stage reached out to the four boys, then walked off the stage by himself, signaling the end of his dance. At first glance, he still couldn't see clearly what his expression was.

Long Zhiyan walked onto the stage, and the musical sounds like before were replayed. The riot melody rendered the entire stage particularly dancing.

The strong and powerful arms stretched out in the air and retracted, and the steps were steady and tough. In each rhythm, it was like hundreds of shiny movements, and the strong and powerful oil paintings were stacked. A rolling forward ended the connection between the rhythm and the dance. As soon as Long Zhiyan's dance ended, everyone around the circle immediately clapped. The two different dance styles have their own advantages. In fact, the dance strength of the two people is similar, but Long Zhiyan's performance is more powerful, which makes more people cheer.

"You are very strong!" The boy in sunglasses who had just danced walked onto the stage, five or six centimeters taller than Long Zhiyan.

"That's it!" Long Zhiyan smiled confidently as sunny.

"You are also very strong!" The other three boys all walked onto the stage. One of the boys with a handsome face and a strong childish look stretched out his hand and said, "My name is Li Qiguang, your dance is very powerful."

"Long Junheng!" The boy in sunglasses finally took off his glasses and showed a sharp and serious look.

"Your surname is Long? Is it from China?" Long Zhiyan asked immediately with a smile.

"Korean." Long Jun-hyung's expression was still that cold attitude.

"Then you are the first Korean I met with the surname Long." Long Zhiyan looked unbeatable, even though Long Junheng in front of him looked like a piece of ice, "My surname is Long, Long Zhiyan, from China."

"You speak Korean well." Long Junheng nodded. It is indeed rare for Koreans with the surname Long. The only person he has seen since childhood is his family's surname Long.

"Ha, I've been to Korea for ten years." Long Zhiyan said with a smile.

"Han Ensheng." The oldest and tallest among the four boys came out, and they were the lead voice of the four.

"G-Dragon," said another boy wearing a pink hip-hop hat.

Long Junheng's cold face raised a smile: "I think we will have a chance to see each other again."

After saying this, Long Junheng left the noisy corner, leaving four people staring at him blankly.

"So arrogant, this person." Long Zhiyan curled his lips, but he didn't care.

"Of course, people with strength have the capital to be arrogant. His dance is very good, and he may become a character in the future." Han Ensheng said calmly.

"Then I have the strength, I can become a human being, but I'm not arrogant." Long Zhiyan said confidently with his hands in his pocket, with a naughty smile on his face.

"Yes, yes, you are the most powerful. Who doesn't know our young master Long who dances in Mingdong?" G-Dragon smiled and patted Long Zhiyan on the shoulder.

"Don't call me Mr. Long, otherwise others will think it's you. Please call me the successor of Long, Xiaolong, who is more handsome than Bruce Lee." Long Zhiyan smiled and said his own name.

"Uncle Zhang is waving, as if calling us!" Li Qiguang said, and several people walked to the door of the bar. The middle-aged man was leaning against the door, looking at the people with kind faces. This man was named Zhang Bingxu, about forty years old and liked energetic young people. I heard that he was also a singer before, but later he quit the entertainment industry and opened a small bar here. A year ago, Han Ensheng, Quan G-long, Long Zhiyan and Li Qiguang wandered to this bar because the bar was facing Cheng

Opened by young people, a few young people cannot enter, so Zhang Bingxu specially set up a small stage at the corner of the door to give them space to perform, which is also the origin of this stage. In more than a year, this small stage has also become a stage for them to show their dreams. It has gained a certain reputation among the young people who play hip-hop in Myeongdong. It is called Myeongdong stage. They are also called Myeongdong's little f4, Han Ensheng's lead singing style, G-Dragon's aura rap, and Li Qiguang's charm.

Dance and Long Zhiyan's ace appearance have become famous topics in the street hip-hop industry in Mingdong. Among the four, three of them were open contract trainees of the company. Han Ensheng, Quan G-long and Li Qiguang signed three major companies, MNET, YG and JYP, and became contract trainees. They were mainly trained by the company. It should be only a matter of time before they debut. However, Long Zhiyan did not participate in the open trainee selection of various companies because of his Chinese nationality. However, his skills are not comparable at all.

The other three are different, but compared to his strength, his appearance is usually more eye-catching. This delicate face of women is embellished with his charm like magic. Compared to Lee Jun-ki, who became popular last year because of "The King's Man", he has a little more heroic spirit. He does not look charming, but a faint, with a fresh and refined beauty. This beauty, even among real women, is definitely at the level of beauty. In current terms, it is even more beautiful than a beautiful man.

"Ensheng, who was the one who came just now?" Zhang Bingxu asked.

"That's the one just now! He came here to challenge him, he is quite capable." Han Ensheng replied. Since last year, people of all sizes have faced more than ten challenges, but many of them have only challenged him.

"No matter how powerful it is, I will be able to deal with it!" Long Zhiyan smiled and said.

"Little Dragon is amazing!" Zhang Bingxu gave a thumbs up and laughed at this child from a foreign country. South Korea is an xenophobic country. The "nationalism" he exudes from outside often excludes other countries, especially China, a neighboring country that is connected with history and culture. However, Xiaolong, who is very proud of the identity of the Chinese, can still be friendly and neighbors everywhere. This affinity has always made him sigh.

"Time is up, we have to leave." G-Dragon Quan looked at his watch and said to Long Zhiyan.

"Let's go, Uncle Zhang." Long Zhiyan picked up his clothes and ran away immediately with G-Long Quan and left.

People often say: "Boys and women are rich, while girls and men are tired." Long Zhiyan, who has looked like girls since childhood, proved this sentence, but it is not all. Long Zhiyan left his hometown with his parents since he was six years old and came to South Korea to do business. Long Zhiyan's father Long Yanghua used his already good capital to start a company. The family obtained a green card from South Korea (green card, that is, a permanent residence permit for foreigners in their country, and is not a country.

However, good things only lasted for a few short years. When Long Zhiyan was sixteen years old, his father's company went bankrupt due to poor management and owed a lot of debts. He also moved from his parents' mansion to the Chinese Street in Myeongdong with his parents, and lived with the group of people he had never known before. The group of friends who were originally playing together also stayed away from him because of his family's difficulties. Only G-Dragon, who was left suddenly, was poverty.

The wealth gap made Long Zhiyan understand what a friend is. In the past, Long Zhiyan bought snacks for Quan Zhilong, but now, Quan Zhilong distributed his bread to Long Zhiyan, and the hard-core relationship between the two emerged. Although he became poor, Long Zhiyan's life was much more fulfilling than before. He came to South Korea at the age of six, so he didn't know the motherland, and even had some blunt Mandarin. He learned so much about Chinese history in the Chinese Street in Myeongdong. Therefore, he had a certain understanding of the ancient musical instruments such as erhu and Yangqin, which are specialized in Chinese streets on the Chinese Street. The fluent Mandarin was also cultivated by slowly communicating with people on the Chinese Street. Quan Zhilong's family is very ordinary. He is sensible and often does simple part-time jobs. Long Zhiyan's family is barely bare and is even short of money. Therefore, the two often go to the Dongdaemun market to set up stalls in their spare time to subsidize their financially-strapped family income.

Dongdaemun Market in Seoul.

Long Zhiyan and G-Dragon walked each of them, dragging a large box.

"I am so tired every day, hey, when will I be able to be a big shot?" Long Zhiyan said reluctantly.

"I'll go to the company to practice later. I didn't say anything, you're just tired!" Quan Zhilong helped Long Zhiyan lift the box so that the box would not fall to the ground.

"By the way, Zhilong, when did you debut? You have been a trainee for ten years, and you have been in YG for six years now, and you have become an elder." Long Zhiyan said.

"The company has a new plan and is preparing to form a group. Now there are six members in total. The debut record has also started filming recently. Yong Pei and I are members of it." G-Dragon said, "However, the president means that there are only four or five people in this team. Although I have signed a contract, it may still be screened out because the other members are very powerful."

"Ha, I wonder if you will be as red as the Eastern Gods!" Long Zhiyan said with envy.

"The East God is rising? Maybe." G-Dragon Quan opened the box and set up a stall.

"It will definitely be red, you are so powerful! If you are red, that's amazing. Wow, maybe you still have a chance to meet Pei Shuqi. Wow, I just dream of laughing!" Long Zhiyan put down the box and said with a foggy face, looking like a foggy person who was obsessed with star chasing.

"It's Pei Shiqi again..." G-Dragon chuckled.

"What does 're' mean? Look at how beautiful Pei Shiqi is and kind, she is completely an angel!" Long Zhiyan placed a stall with a look of longing and happiness on his face.

"You'd better go change your clothes first." G-Dragon didn't care about Long Zhiyan's words at all. From the red combination to the current success of Pei Shuqi as a retro princess, Long Zhiyan has always liked Pei Shuqi. Even if there are no photos of him at home, there must be a poster of Pei Shuqi.

"I have to change my clothes again. I really hate these ugly clothes!" Long Zhiyan sighed helplessly and left with the clothes in the box. Ten minutes later, a brand new one came to the stall.

The originally delicate face looked a little softer because of the light makeup. The flickering pupils were filled with naughty and youthful light. Although there was reluctance on her face, the beauty did not decrease but increased. It was like a rose that was about to bloom in spring, dazzling and attractive. She wore a shoulder-length wig, looking like a school beauty.

G-Dragon looked at Long Zhiyan who had transformed, gently touched his chin with his hand, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Not bad!"

Long Zhiyan muttered, "Not bad? Damn women's clothing, don't you think I'm very sissy when I wear this as a big man?"

G-Dragon blew his finger in front of his mouth: "Shh! Don't talk, be careful that others will hear your rough voice. Who told us to sell women's clothing? How can we do without a model? I'll just put it on for two hours. You don't have to talk, I'll sell clothes." While speaking, he looked at Long Zhiyan in women's clothing: The whole face is completely a girl, except that she is a few centimeters taller than ordinary girls, fair skin, and a bright and beautiful face without applying makeup. Moreover, she is a bit hard and heroic than those delicate girls nowadays. She looks cheerful and cheerful. Such a look is often the dream lover of many men. Such people are indeed the most suitable candidate for being models. Many businesses in the past were recruited by this method.

Long Zhiyan was speechless and walked to G-Dragon's side, standing in place like a vase, with no expression on his face, and he looked at the pedestrians coming and going bored.

"I said, Zhilong, if you debut, will you still not take the college entrance exam?" Long Zhiyan asked G-long, who was shouting and selling there, still remembering that they were still going to take the Seoul University together.

"Shh! Don't talk, a guest is here!" G-Dragon whispered.

When Long Zhiyan heard this, he saw that there was indeed a girl who was about the same age as them, who was walking towards them. The girl looked good, but she couldn't be said to be beautiful. Strictly speaking, she should be cute, with a short body and a vibrant face, which looked as delicate and cute as a baby face under the light makeup.

The girl looked at Long Zhiyan for five or six seconds before her eyes turned away.

"I want the clothes he wears!" The girl pointed at the white clothes Long Zhiyan was wearing.

"This is the S number." G-Dragon took out the clothes that suited the girl.

"Yeah." The girl's eyes remained on Long Zhiyan's body, not knowing whether she was looking at the clothes or him.

"20,000, thank you." G-Dragon put the bag and handed it to the girl.

"Oh." The girl looked at Long Zhiyan, took out her wallet and gave the money to G-Dragon Quan.

"Thank you, welcome next time." G-Dragon Kwon smiled and said with a smile.
Chapter completed!