After a day of activity, the children were exhausted, that is, the environment in the nanny's car was limited. If they were in the dormitory, these children who seemed to be energetic should have been tilted. As the oldest in the team, Song Qian was sometimes relieved and melancholy. She laughed all day with these girls and felt that she was only seventeen years old when she was smiling, but she felt like she was comforting these young girls who were speechless like a mother. When she felt that the years were really different.

Looking at the desolate scenery outside the window, the sky was red and gloomy. She calculated with her fingers that she had been in this country from strange to familiarity for nearly nine hundred days and nights. She had a dream in her arms and was waiting for so much hard work. Sometimes she asked herself if she regretted it. From the time she stood on the stage on September 2nd to the time she walked off the stage, she was sure that in her tears, there was more joy than hard work and longing, so there was no regret or no regret.

Song Qian, who had been tired for a day but was in her complex thoughts, looked at the sisters on the left and behind. After taking this step with each other, they made an oath to walk together in their hearts. These younger sisters who were not yet adult were also her motivation. They all slept in exhaustion, it was so sweet-oh, Xiujing hasn't slept yet?

All four sisters are so close. If you have to choose one, you must choose one from Jiusi Line. The two young girls who are born in the same year, who have different personalities but are equally kind are also very sticky in the team. When you are hungry, you can flatter her and ask her to make Chinese food. When you are sleepy, you can hug her intimately and go to bed without saying a word. Both of these little guys are very distinctive. Xiujing is strong but is the most sticky, and Xueli is cute and sticky, but she is very independent.

The person sitting next to her, quietly fiddling with her phone, her face was blue. She was so focused after looking at what was on the screen. Song Qian didn't like gossip, because she was overseas, so she was so careful that she could always grasp the so-called degree. For example, the younger she was playing with her mobile phone, because this younger sister was very attached to her, so she knew that this girl had no so-called early love in her hometown. Maybe she was chatting with her sister who was also an artist, but she still kept a little distance and didn't get over.

"Xiujing, aren't you sleepy after a day?" Song Qian yawned herself, leaning her head to the right and asked, with her cautious and subtle details almost integrated into her habits, without any inconsistency.

Zheng Xiujing, who was the most entangled with her sister, raised her head and showed a smile, saying that she was not sleepy at all. This girl who seemed to inherit her sister's cold temperament and appearance was very close to familiar people. She was still a girl who was only sixteen years old when she debuted. Just like at this moment, Song Qian only had to ask around and get a positive answer, "Have you ever read a novel?"

"Well? I always watch Pororo when I learn Korean. Does that count?" Song Qian said this a little shy. Although the little penguin Pororo can be regarded as a Korean national treasure anime image, a girl of twenty-three said that this would be a bit naive? In fact, the little penguin is really cute, and she has been learning Korean for more than two years. The most familiar one is Pororo!

Jung Soo-jing, the sixteen-year-old maniac, really laughed, "Isn't that an anime? Sister regards this as a novel?" It's really no wonder here. This Pororo, which is very familiar to her and she is very familiar with it, is used to learn Korean in the form of a reading book, and it is also a preschool education reading machine that can automatically make a sound at a little bit.

"Well," Song Qian originally wanted to say that she was close, but as soon as she was eliminated, she began to think about the few books she had read during her distant study period. "Four great classics in China, Sherlock Holmes, Earl of Monte Cristo, Xiu Jing, you always shake your head and I don't know what you want me to say. Is it Snow White? But isn't that a fairy tale?"

Jung Soo-kyung smiled and waved her hand: "Does sister still read fairy tales now? It's so cute, but have you never read novels after she arrived in Korea? Like "My Girlfriend is a Nine-Tailed Fox", isn't this a very popular book recently? Don't you read such a sister?"

Song Qian suddenly realized: "Are you reading this novel? I have heard of this kind of novel. One is that I have no interest in reading it, and the other is that I am busy and tired. I was busy practicing before my debut, and after my debut, I was busy with activities. Every day when I go back to the dormitory, I fall asleep wherever I have time to read novels? Xiujing, you are playing with your mobile phone because you are reading novels. I thought you were chatting with your sister, Senior Sika!"

"Of course I'm not chatting with my sister. My sister has been busy preparing for concerts and awards ceremony recently and has no time to chat with me! But Mom V, this book is really amazing, and even the TV station says it will be made into a TV series. And the writer who wrote this book is also amazing. One of them was made into a movie before."

"Really, then this writer is really amazing! But Xiujing, don't affect your daily routine, otherwise your body will be damaged. There are too many notices that get up early and go to bed late, and how can your body bear the little rest time because of reading novels?"

"Mom V, look at what I am reading. I am not reading a book. I am reading the information of this author. Let me tell you, I know this author! He is really a man as handsome as in the Internet profile."

Song Qian, who originally intended to be uninterested in novels, still looked at the phone handed over by Chunnei, and nodded to the screen inside and the words that followed. She glanced at the photos and names in a short time when she looked at it. She put it in her mouth and chewed it slightly: "Su Yinghe? You heard from Xiujing that you are very awesome, but the profession is not right with us. How did you know each other?"

Zheng Xiujing smiled mysteriously. After a long time, she came to the ears of her sister who was V-mom who had been in the V-mom all day and said, "Actually, the sisters of Girls' Generation first met. Later, I went to my sister's practice room and happened to meet Su Yinghe who visited the set!" This little guy had a very good sense of Su Yinghe. She had already celebrated her birthday when she met Su Yinghe, and because the misunderstanding in the middle was not a misunderstanding, it was somewhat subtle and kept strange. Later, I heard that I had a car accident and I was a little concerned.

The flu at the end of November was so severe that even the itinerary for many days was cancelled. During that time, my sister was very concerned. After she got much better, she brought a gift. Later, she learned that it was the one-time oval that she met and asked her to send it to her, saying it was a belated birthday gift. The girl who resumed her itinerary in early December liked to investigate this writer's oval.

"Xiujing, you are not right. The first time I saw you care so much about a man, I wonder if Senior Sika will be sad when he knows it?" Song Qian smiled and pinched Zheng Xiujing's sweet nose.

Jung Soo-jin smiled dismissively and said, "Don't say this is a strange feeling. I just said that the otaku is amazing. He is still a student of Sungkyunkwan University! But he is older than the V-ma--oh, that person looks like that otaku, it won't be such a coincidence, right?"

Song Qian hurriedly looked out the window. Two figures walked slowly on the street in the middle of the night. The lively girl in front and the steady man behind her seemed to be walking. She only looked at a pair of loving walks at night. Seeing this, Song Qian asked, "Did you admit your mistake? It shouldn't be such a coincidence."

Zheng Xiujing frowned and said, "No, this is the East District of the City. The opus seems to live nearby. If this person is an opus, then the girl in front is the opus sister? Isn't the opus single?"

After such a moment, the car had passed by, and I could no longer see the person who was thrown away from a distance by the car window. Zheng Xiujing was a little disappointed - is she an olympic?

Seeing her as if she was possessed, Song Qian couldn't help but feel funny: "Did you really like the puppet you mentioned? You just saw a figure near someone and were worried so much? It was so dark and the street lights weren't on. How could you tell that it must be the puppet you were in the photo on your phone? And no matter whether the girl is a girlfriend or not, she is not a writer!"

"Sister is talking nonsense again. I'm just curious. I think this Ouba is very powerful recently, so I followed Ouba's blog and read the information. After a while, I will read Ouba's novels after the event period. However, I don't really like the kind of like that my sister said. Sister shouldn't always think so strangely."

Song Qian nodded: "Well, I won't say it anymore, but you're obviously incredible just now. And in my opinion, even if you like you now, you can't do anything. Putting aside your age, do you think you can really fall in love when you just debuted?"

Zheng Xiujing looked annoyed on her face and spoke up to defend herself.

"What kind of puppet? What kind of love?" The person behind was awakened.

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Thank you for your reward.

Today I still have a bad update! In fact, there are manuscripts, but because I read S4 during the day yesterday, I only coded one chapter. Today I went to school and didn’t write a chapter, so I am now published because of the manuscript.
Chapter completed!