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"Augny, Augny!!!"

Han Ruilin ran in noisily from outside.

She rushed straight to Han Ruila, who was drying clothes.

She yelled at the top of her lungs, "Augny!

Did you hear?

Park Sensei said that Zhengguo won't be going to class anymore! "

Han Ruila shook her clothes.

She answered absent-mindedly.

"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's talent show.

Although he was eliminated in the second round, many companies left him their business cards. He's going to be a trainee at an entertainment company soon!

He's going to debut!!

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

Han Ruilin couldn't control her volume as she spoke.

It was so noisy that 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 her previous life, after he failed to be selected, he received olive branches from seven companies.

There were some very famous companies among them.

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

For an ignorant junior high school student like him, it wasn't easy to make a choice.

So he came to ask Han Ruila.

Which company did he think was better?

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

Han Ruila didn't want to interfere with his decision.

But she was afraid that her rebirth would cause a butterfly effect and cause the situation to change, 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, no one knew when they could successfully debut.

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

Otherwise, her youth would be wasted.

Small companies couldn't be compared with large companies in all aspects.

But as long as they were willing to support their artists,

It wasn't impossible for him to act tough.

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 a little famous at that time, so it wasn't unexpected that Han Ruila would know him.

When Tian Zhengguo heard her say this, he took the business card and looked at it.

He was originally an empty mind, so when he heard this reasonable statement, he naturally understood a lot.

He went home and searched online. The next day, he ran over to Han Ruila to watch a video, saying that he found a very handsome brother.

Han Ruila looked at the video. The familiar sunglasses and 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. Now, he was just an unknown trainee.

At first glance, he didn't seem to be outstanding, but there was never a lack of 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 it himself.

It feels … like it's very deep. "

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

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

"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 now short of people to prepare for their 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!

For the first time, I think rap is so interesting! "

He was a person who easily fell into the charm of something. Once his enthusiasm was high, he would practice 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 was tight for no reason.

The desire to see that person in her heart seemed to be more urgent. Her 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 examination hall. The candidates could freely choose which school to take.

To enter an art high school, in addition to looking at the students' strengths, they also looked at the students' comprehensive quality evaluation and learning situation. The higher grade schools naturally had higher requirements.

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

If they 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 at an art high school in the east of the city. It seemed that she was determined to pass.

Regarding the memory of that day, the first thing that Han Ruila 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 to the sun for a long time, it would inevitably be scorched and painful.

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

They both felt dizzy and swollen. Their hearts felt like they were stuffed with 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 heat from the people around them. They had to feel the heat from the people around them.

Han Ruila felt sorry for her mother. She let her sit in a shady place and wait for her. She let her 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 the side to rest.

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

Han Ruila stopped and took out her phone from her trouser pocket. She lowered her head and flipped through the phone book.

A young man's cheerful voice passed through the crowd and clearly fell into her ears. Han Ruila was slightly startled. 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 was carrying an instrument on his shoulder. It seemed to be a saxophone.

He and his companion 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 if she made a mistake, so she bumped into many people in her hurry. She was so distracted that she only knew to say a few words of apology.

The young man in the red shirt and his companion stopped by the roadside. They were madly 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 a little 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 do anything, the young man in the red shirt and his companion got on the bus.

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

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

He still turned his head to talk to his companion.

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

When the bus started to move, she still refused to look away. She followed the bus for two steps. 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.

Seeing him again, he was completely different from her memories. However, his extremely charming smile from her previous life was still imprinted in her heart. 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 mind.

She had always been too calm. She only dared to secretly hide in the quilt and cry for a while 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.

What happened in the past couldn't be traced back. Could she really not regret it in this life?

Growth was always necessary.

Fortunately, Han Ruila began to focus on writing and studying after being depressed for a few days. She didn't have to worry about her anymore.

The novel was written very smoothly. Han Ruila had already accumulated a certain amount of popularity.

Now that the whole family trusted her more, the restrictions on her using her phone had also been relaxed.

She was very hardworking. Aside from reviewing her homework and practicing the piano, she devoted the rest of her time to writing the novel. She worked hard to portray every detail perfectly.