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"Do you know why?" Han Ruilin's small mouth opened like a machine gun, "He's going to Seoul!

Park Sensei said that he went to participate in "Superstar K"

"K" talent show, although he was eliminated in the second round..,

However, many companies had left him their business cards.

He's going to an entertainment company to be a trainee!

He's going to debut!!

He's going to be a big star!!! "

The more Han Ruilin spoke, the more she couldn't control her volume. Han Ruila couldn't help but cover her mouth.

"I know, I know!

Can you stop making so much noise?! "

Han Ruilin pulled her hand down,

"You already know?"

"Yes."

"When did you find out?

Why didn't you tell me? "

Han Ruila lowered her head and didn't say anything.

In fact, Tian Zhengguo had specially come to ask for her opinion on this matter.

Similar to the trajectory in his previous life, after he failed to be selected, he received an olive branch from seven companies. Among them, there were some famous big companies,

But he said that he didn't know which company to go to.

For a muddle-headed junior high school student like him, it was indeed not a simple matter to make a choice,

So he came to ask Han Ruila which company he thought was better.

The youth might have some thoughts of showing off, but more of it was his dependence on the person he liked.

Han Ruila originally didn't want to interfere with his decision,

But she was afraid that her rebirth would cause some butterfly effect and cause the situation to deviate, so she pretended to casually mention a few words.

She felt that although big companies had the brand effect of big companies,

But at the same time, the competition was relatively fierce. In a place where trainees with superior conditions gathered, she didn't know when they would be able to successfully debut.

The most important thing was to attract the attention of the company,

Otherwise, their youth would be wasted.

And although small companies couldn't be compared with big companies in all aspects..,

But as long as they were willing to support the artists under them, it wasn't impossible for them to show off.

Not to mention anything else..,

Tian Zhengguo's idol, IU, was a living example.

Most importantly..,

Compared to solo..,

Tian Zhengguo was more likely to debut as a member of a boy group.

Since he was going to partner with someone else, it was best to get to know the trainees there.

Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you determine if you are suitable for that place.

In the end, Han Ruila casually picked up a business card and looked at it. She said casually, "Big.

Hit

Entertainment, company representative Fang Shihe … Wasn't this person a composer who had written many good songs?

He seems to be quite powerful. I wonder what the idol group he created will be like. "

Fang Shihe was already quite famous at that time, so it was not surprising that Han Ruila knew him.

Hearing her words, Tian Zhengguo took the business card and looked at it.

His mind was already empty to begin with, so when he heard this reasonable argument, he naturally took in a lot of it.

She went home and searched online. The next day, she ran over to Han Ruila and said that she had found a very handsome guy.

Han Ruila looked at it. The familiar sunglasses in the video, the long-lost shamate hairstyle, who else could it be but Jin Nanjun?

This bulletproof future captain, the backbone of BTS, the team's think tank, an outstanding leader, and a life mentor with deep thoughts, was still just an unknown trainee.

At first glance, he didn't seem to be outstanding, but there was never a lack of bright eyes in this world.

Fang Shihe used to be one, and now Tian Zhengguo was also one.

"I think this brother's rap lyrics are very good. It seems like he wrote them himself.

It feels … It seems to be very deep. "

Han Ruila slowly raised the corners of her mouth and nodded in agreement. "I think so too. It's very handsome."

"Right?!" Tian Zhengguo's eyes couldn't help but light up when his vision was confirmed.

"I want to learn rap from this brother. It seems very handsome!"

"Can't I go to his company to learn from him?"

"Yes, and I heard that they are currently lacking people in their preparation for debut. It would be great if I could join them."

Tian Zhengguo took the video back and watched it himself. The more he watched, the more fascinated he became. He kept talking to himself, "Too handsome, too handsome!

This is the first time I feel that rap is so interesting! "

He was a person who would easily fall into the charm of something. Once his passion was high, he would personally act to implement it.

So, without Han Ruila saying anything, he had already decided to go to Big.

Hit.

Tian Zhengguo was so happy that he didn't notice that Han Ruila's fingers were clenched tightly.

She couldn't tell the reason, but her chest felt tight for no reason.

The desire to see that person in her heart seemed to be more urgent. The noisy heartbeat hurt her eardrums.

After more than a month, it was time for the art exam.

Han Ruila accompanied by Hong Se-jeong went to Seoul's art high school to take the art exam.

There were many art high school exam sites in the exam hall. Candidates could freely choose which school to take.

To enter an art high school, one had to look at the student's overall quality evaluation and learning situation in addition to their specialty. The higher grade schools naturally had higher requirements.

But for most people, the most important thing was to pass the preliminary exam.

If one couldn't pass the preliminary exam, everything else was useless.

Han Ruila picked a few schools to take the exam. She went to the most famous Seoul Art High School and Hanlin Art High School. But she didn't care whether she could pass or not.

Instead, she put in a lot of effort in the exam site of an art high school in the east of the city. She seemed to be quite determined to pass.

Han Ruila recalled that day's memory. The first thing she recalled was that the weather was very hot.

The sun was no different from a normal summer day. The light it emitted was strong and hot.

If one's skin was exposed for a long time, it would inevitably be scorched and painful.

In the exam hall, Han Ruila and Hong Se-jeong were sweating as they shuttled through the crowded exam sites.

They both felt dizzy and bloated. Their hearts were like a ball of cotton. Even standing and breathing felt difficult.

But in order to take the exam, they still had to squeeze through the crowd for a moment.

They had to feel the furnace heat from the people around them and hurt each other.

Han Ruila felt sorry for her mother. She asked her to sit in a shady place and wait for her. She would just line up alone.

Hong Se-jeong didn't need to line up. She wanted to accompany her daughter, but she couldn't stand her daughter's persuasion and went to rest.

When Han Ruila came out of the exam hall in a daze, she didn't know where she went.

Han Ruila stopped in her tracks. She took out her phone from her trouser pocket and looked down to flip through the phone book.

A young man's cheerful voice passed through the crowd and clearly fell into her ears. Han Ruila was slightly stunned. She raised her head slightly and immediately felt a gust of wind blow past her.

"Oh dear!

Let's go together! "

A young man in a red T-shirt jumped up and hooked his arm around the shoulder of the boy in front of him. His figure was like a summer breeze, blowing past Han Ruila's eyebrows.

She saw that he had an instrument on his shoulder. It seemed to be a saxophone.

He and his partner walked away in big strides while talking and laughing. In the blink of an eye, they were far away.

Han Ruila stared at the back of his head. Suddenly, her heart trembled. She didn't have time to call Hong Se-jeong and hurriedly followed him.

There were many people walking around. Han Ruila felt her way through the crowd, her eyes staring straight in the direction of the young man in the red shirt.

She was afraid that she would lose track of him. In her hurry, she bumped into many people and only knew how to say sorry.

The young man in the red shirt and his partner stopped by the side of the road. They were crazily complaining about the arts exam that had just ended. From time to time, a few words would appear and fall into Han Ruila's ears. Their laughter was intermittent.

Han Ruila stared at the side of his face from a distance that was neither too far nor too close. She hoped that he would turn around more.

As soon as the hope in her heart died down, Han Ruila saw him suddenly turn around. In that instant, the clear outline of his side profile hit her hard in the heart.

Before she could move, the young man in the red shirt and his partner got on the bus.

Han Ruila's eyes reddened. She quickly walked a few steps to catch up, but she was so lost that she could only stumble by the side of the road.

She watched as the young man in the red shirt walked from the front door to the middle of the crowd. He stood in the middle of the crowd and held the ring tightly.

He still turned his head to talk to his partner.

That face, the outline of his face was so clear that it hurt Han Ruila's heart.

When the bus started moving, she still refused to look away. She hurriedly walked two steps behind the bus. When the car sped up, she couldn't help but jog behind it.

"Dong-hyung …. Dong-hyung …." She couldn't help but call out his name. Her voice grew louder and louder. Tears rolled down her face and blurred her vision.

The bus finally drove away. Han Ruila stopped and squatted on the ground as if she had lost all support. She hugged her knees and let her tears drip onto the hot asphalt road.

When she saw him again, he was completely different from her memories. But his charming smile from her previous life was still imprinted in her heart and she was easily evoked.

A bone-piercing pain spread from the bottom of her heart. Even now, Han Ruila still couldn't forget how he looked when he fell on top of her with his face covered in blood.

The fear and uneasiness that had been suppressed for a long time grew crazily from the bottom of her heart. The strangeness and helplessness of returning to the past swept through her entire brain.

She had always been too calm. She only dared to secretly hide under her blanket and cry in the middle of the night.

Actually, she was just waiting for an opportunity to find an outlet that would allow her to vent.

As long as she saw the person she was longing for, all her persistence would turn to nothing.

But she couldn't do anything ….

She couldn't even look at him.

Looking at the person who was alive but younger, she still felt a sense of guilt for harming him.

The past couldn't be chased. Could she really not regret it in this life?