Park Hae-sung bit her straw numbly as she looked at Pak Ya-yeon, who had a sweet smile on her face and was wearing a school uniform.

In fact, the fact that their company was able to find a way to get them a group uniform endorsement after they were stingy with their singing career was already very impressive.

Most of the famous endorsements in the Korean entertainment industry were tightly controlled by large entertainment companies. Only a small number of popular companies would be approached by advertisers.

Their company relied on their senior group to accumulate some advertising resources, but they were not suitable for young female group members.

The Korean school uniform endorsements were all quite famous.

When Park Hae-sung first heard the news, she thought that their agency, which could not even afford to fix the air conditioner in the practice room, had finally seen through Red Dust's bribe.

Later, Song Zhen told her that their company did not bribe them. Instead, they found a very strong backer.

"How strong?"

"Probably the strongest in South Korea."

Park Hae-sung took Song Zhen's words as a joke. When she was told which group they were filming with, she realized that Song Zhen was not lying to her. It was really the strongest in South Korea.

"How did our company find this backer?"

Park Hae-sung shook the milk carton in her hand and placed it on the table after confirming that there was nothing in it. Then she leaned over to Shangke and asked.

"Probably a peaceful political marriage," Shangke's answer shocked Park Hae-sung. Later on, she realized that Shangke's words were very vivid.

It was summer, but they had to wear long-sleeved jackets and knitted vests.

The air conditioner in the set was very cold. Park Hae-sung rubbed her exposed thighs and felt goosebumps on her skin.

"Are you embarrassed?"

Shangke helped Park Hae-sung adjust her collar. "Don't mind Chuxia's words. She's just talking nonsense."

When Han Chuxia found out that her team was going to shoot a commercial with NCT127, she gave the expressionless Pu Haiqing a meaningful look. She even deliberately lowered her voice and said that this was fate.

"I don't mind. I'm just sleepy." Park Hae-sung glanced at the time. It was about 11 pm.

They had a school anniversary commercial performance in the afternoon. The school was a little far from the dormitory, so they were caught in the wee hours of the morning to do their makeup and styling. As soon as the commercial performance ended, they took a car to the shooting location. NCT127 was already halfway done.

Besides, there was nothing to be embarrassed about.

Although the two teams worked together, there were very few photos that required the two teams to work together.

Just like now, it was the turn of each member of their team to take a full-body photo that would be released on the website.

Shangke took the place of Pak Ya-yeon, whose face was about to stiffen from smiling.

Their team leader sat in Shangke's seat. From Park Hae-sung's angle, she could see the bruises under Shangke's eyes that couldn't be completely covered by any amount of concealer.

In fact, only she, Shangke, and Han Chuxia were in the slacking period.

Pak Ya-yeon and Song Zhen were very popular. Advertisers would take the initiative to approach them. In order to maintain the popularity of the topic, the company would prioritize the two of them if they had any activities.

"Thank you for your hard work." Park Hae-sung opened the thermos under the chair and poured a cup of hot tea for Pak Ya-yeon.

"Where are Zhen 'er and Chuxia?"

"They went to change clothes. After I'm done, we'll go to the next studio."

"Augny is really … suitable to wear the school uniform. She gives off the feeling of a gentle senior who's good at everything."

"Thank you."

Park Hae-sung asked her agent for a blanket and gave it to Pak Ya-yeon, who was trying hard to cheer up. Then, she stood up and stretched her stiff limbs.

To be honest, it had been a long time since she graduated from high school. Now, she could actually wear the school uniform again.

However, children nowadays were really happy. Her high school was very strict. Girls' skirts were not allowed to be too short.

If she exposed so much of her legs like in an advertisement, she would probably be scolded by the physical education teacher who was standing at the door checking.

"Hae-sung, smile more brightly."

It was Park Hae-sung's turn. She hugged a dozen books and faced the camera. She smiled and said okay, trying to squeeze out a brighter smile.

In addition to the camera that took the photos, the camera that her company arranged for the behind-the-scenes shots distracted her a little.

Fortunately, the effects of the photos were very good, so she didn't have to spend too much time with the photographer.

Park Hae-sung yawned and followed the staff to the studio next door. It was a simple indoor basketball court and the spectator seats at the side of the court.

Not only did her company have private goods to shoot, but her company's henchmen also had the same idea.

When Park Hae-sung went in, she happened to see boys in school uniforms playing together while waiting.

She looked at Zhengzai? who was raising his hand to shoot a basketball.

She remembered that she had also seen him play basketball with other students in junior high school.

In the second year of junior high school, her classroom couldn't see the field. Every time during class, she would pretend not to care and lean against the corridor window, chatting with her classmates while carefully looking out.

She didn't know Zhengzai?

Did he feel her gaze, or did he inadvertently turn his head to look at where she was standing?

Just like she had felt on the radio, something had changed.

Park Hae-sung looked at Zhengzai?

He hugged a member next to him and said something with a smile.

"Chuxia and Hae-sung sit higher up. Yes, sit closer."

The photographer directed Park Hae-sung to sit on the third last row of the spectator seats. She still had a book on her lap. Who would read in the gymnasium normally?

Han Chuxia leaned half of her body against Park Hae-sung. This made Park Hae-sung feel a lot warmer, and with someone supporting her, she didn't feel so tired.

Han Chuxia, on the other hand, looked very nervous. Her eyes kept darting around.

Park Hae-sung didn't need to ask to know what she was thinking. She raised her hand and pinched her cheeks, which were still a little chubby, and said, "Focus."

The youngest sister saw that Park Hae-sung was tired today, so she stopped joking and nodded obediently.

The other three members of the team sat below them. Park Hae-sung looked at Song Zhen's head in front of her and couldn't help but tug.

Song Zhen turned around and rolled her eyes, too lazy to say anything.

However, the cameraman managed to capture Pu Haixing's sneaky smile after he succeeded.

He said that this kind of natural atmosphere of students fooling around was very good.

After that, she sat in the spectator seats with a commercial expression, according to the photographer's request, and watched the young boys pose in the makeshift basketball game.

This was not youthful at all.

Park Hae-sung endured her third yawn. When she heard that the last part of the shoot was about to be filmed, she told herself to hold on a little longer.

They changed into the last set of formal school uniforms. Park Hae-sung stuffed the hem of her shirt into her skirt, twisted the top button of her shirt, and wore a brown beret on her head.

Park Hae-sung put her hands in the pockets of her school uniform jacket and looked at Zhengzai?, who was wearing the same school uniform as her, standing in the distance.

She blinked.

"It's fate!" Han Chuxia's face, which had shouted this sentence before, appeared in her mind.

What bullsh * t fate, it was obviously just an ordinary coincidence.

However, the cameraman, who had no idea what was on his mind, made Zhengzai?

Stand beside Park Hae-sung, clenching her hands in the pockets of her school uniform.

The cameraman just wanted to show the characteristics of the same school uniform, so he also let other people wearing the same school uniform stand together.

Park Hae-sung looked straight ahead, she smelled a very light perfume.

"Hae-sung looks like she's tired." The cameraman adjusted the camera several times, but didn't press the shutter.

He looked at Park Hae-sung, who was standing straight and motionless, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Just like how you laughed just now, you'll be very beautiful in the photo, trust my skills."

Pu Haixing could feel the sharp gaze of his agent's brother, who was standing behind the crowd.

Her back trembled, she thought that it was not easy to make money, and she shouldn't be an idol in her next life. She recalled how hard she had used just now and tried to squeeze out a smile.

"Why are you here?

You seem to be standing very far from Hae-sung?

Hae-sung is a little bit further away?

Stand over there. "

"Ah, I'm sorry."

She didn't know who she was apologizing to, she obediently moved a step to the side, and in the process, she saw Han Chuxia's face looking at her.

Now, because she was too stiff, everyone couldn't get off work on time.

Thinking of this, she began to force herself to relax, she quickly exhaled, and moved again.

Even though they were separated by fabric, she could still feel her elbow touching Zheng Zai.

His forearm.

The other party seemed to be moving closer to her.

Hurry up and end it.

She really didn't want to think about anything now, she just wanted to go back and have a good sleep.

After the cameraman said that he had worked hard today, Park Hae-sung once again straightened her body and moved away from Zhengzai?

She moved a few steps and accidentally bumped into one of his teammates.

"I'm sorry." She quickly bowed.

The other party didn't take it to heart, but when he saw Park Hae-sung's serious expression, he couldn't help but bow. When he looked up, he saw Park Hae-sung meeting up with her teammates at an extremely fast speed.

Zhengzai?

He didn't have to look specifically to imagine the other party's expression. He raised his hand to loosen his tie and let out a sigh of relief.

Every time, it was like he was a scourge.

Zhengzai?

He smiled, patted the creases on his jacket, and said goodbye to the surrounding staff one by one with a smile.

He originally thought that he didn't feel anything at all, but when Park Hae-sung really treated him like this, he still felt vaguely unhappy.

Park Hae-sung, who was nestled in the nanny van, listened to her agent's nagging and answered softly.

The agent wanted to say something, but when he saw the five pale faces without makeup, he finally turned the air conditioner up a little, turned off the radio, and drove silently.

Shangke fell asleep as soon as she got in the car, leaning on Park Hae-sung's shoulder.

Park Hae-sung thought that with her sleepiness, she would also close her eyes as soon as she got in the car, but she couldn't fall asleep when she closed her eyes.

Although everyone joked that their company had hooked up with a leg, there definitely wouldn't be another opportunity like this.

She couldn't calmly stand within ten meters of the other party.

Park Hae-sung saw Zhengzai again.

Every day, she felt that she was really useless, annoying, and cheap.

She raised her finger to wipe away the tears at the corner of her eyes.

She still liked it. She thought that it would gradually fade with time, but it was actually forcefully sealed in a corner.