The MC in the field handed the microphone to several members of Mamamoo.

"I hope President will treat us to a meal." Minxing and others looked at each other, and finally Yu Huiren said.

The program team’s jokes should not be taken seriously, but it should be OK to invite a meal.

I have long heard that Park Ji-hoon’s personal chefs are all international chefs, and they rarely have the opportunity to meet Park Ji-hoon’s real person, let alone have a dinner party.

On the stage, Park Ji-hoon smiled and nodded, as if he agreed to their request.

It's time to leave, too.

Next is the boys' competition.

It just so happens that a pink and mamamoo are leaving too.

The two sides met in the parking lot.

"Ji-hoon oppa, Min-joon oppa." A pink Jung Eun-di and others have been in the industry for more than 4 years, and they will not be so restrained in front of Park Ji-hoon and Kim Min-joon.

"Hello, president, hello!" The mamamoo Hui people greeted him seriously.

"It's been a good performance, thank you for your hard work." Park Ji-hoon smiled and said to the few people, "Go to my place tonight and I'll treat you to dinner, so are Chulong and you guys." Although he is most familiar with Jung Eun-di in a pink, he has always respected Park Chulong's captain authority.

The agency and artist are not in an employment relationship, especially after the popularity and qualifications of artists, the two parties are more like a cooperative relationship. Communication between the two parties is very important, and the captain of the group is the bridge of communication between the two parties. Park Chulong did a good job in this regard.

"We have a share, too?" Zheng Endi asked jokingly.

All the games were lost.

"Of course I have a share!" Park Ji-hoon didn't care about her joke and said, "You can discuss the time."

Their personal relationship is pretty good.

"When will the oppa have time?" Zheng Endi asked immediately.

The mamamoo member who had just looked at a pink reacted at the same time and hurriedly looked at Park Ji-hoon.

Secretly look at each other.

This is the gap!

"I have time today." Park Ji-hoon replied.

"We'll be around 19 o'clock in the evening." Zheng Endi said.

I am really busy lately. I returned with my second regular album on July 16, held a concert on August 22 and 23, and released my first Japanese regular album on August 26. Today I will specially participate in the "Idol Games" and return home, taking into account the domestic notices.

It happens to be time at night.

“We can do it too.” By contrast, mamamoo has fewer recent announcements, with time at 19 p.m.

"That's it." Park Ji-hoon nodded and said, "I won't waste your time, see you tonight."

"See you tonight." The crowd saw him leaving before they got into the car.

It is not only because of the president's identity, but also because of admiration.

The middle-aged and younger generations, apart from anti-fans, how many people don’t admire him?

It is an honor to have such a president.

Park Ji-hoon went home directly.

As he said himself, there is nothing to do today, just stay at home.

Wisteria are like a waterfall, green grass, lush potted plants, small pavilions and bridges, gurgling water, rockery and strange rockery, koi travel... Every time I go home, I feel comfortable and peaceful, and the standard otaku attributes are.

"Huh?" As soon as I entered the living room, I saw Krystal lying on the sofa, with his legs raised, playing with his cell phone alone, as if it was a copy of the day he returned to China.

Hearing the movement, Krystal also got up and looked over. When he saw that it was him, he was also stunned and happy.

"Shouldn't you prepare for the concert and the new album?" Park Ji-hoon asked curiously.

Choi Sulli has officially withdrawn from f(x), Song Qian, Krystal, Amber and Luna will be in the form of a 4-person group. At the end of this month, they will hold their first mini concert and release their fourth regular album next month. It is logical that they should be very busy.

"I'm done today." Krystal asked back after answering, "Why did Oppa come back so early?"

"I'm done, too." Park Ji-hoon said with a smile, "It's just right, accompany me to exercise."

After returning home, he started to exercise.

"I'll go change my clothes!" krystal responded cheerfully.

Just so happens that she also wants to exercise for the concert and return.

Park Ji-hoon went back to the house and changed into a sports vest, shorts and shoes.

Krystal also quickly got off, black close-fitting mid-sports pants, light pink sports vest, and hair combed into a simple high ponytail.

As soon as they met, she proudly stuck out her butt at Park Ji-hoon, with a cramped look on her face.

Sport pants are close-fitting, with bulging front and curling back, and graceful curves, while Park Ji-hoon has always been teased that he has "no butt".

"Bang!" Park Ji-hoon knocked her head without hesitation.

Then, she chased her all the way to the gym.

The gym is very big, and there is all kinds of fitness equipment. There is even a boxing ring. Before each return, Yuri and others will exercise here.

After joking, the two began to warm up.

If someone is with you, exercise will not be so boring and boring, even if no one speaks.

Krystal did not chat with him, but exercised with him very seriously.

Jogging, shoulder pushing, chest pushing training, back muscle training... After one set, the roots of the hair have become wet, not to mention the body.

"Oppa, what's next?" Krystal sat on the treadmill without caring about the appearance, stretching his legs straight and spreading them carelessly, making it more relaxed, and asked Park Ji-hoon while drinking water.

My face was red, as if it was emitting heat. My hair on my sideburns was already pressed against my face, and my eyelashes were slightly moist.

"Practice boxing for a while." Park Ji-hoon stood aside, sipped in a sip of water, and replied.

At this time, naturally, I wouldn't say that she would pay attention to her posture or something.

"Yeah." Krystal responded.

The two of them rested for a while and adjusted their breathing.

"Oppa, let's do that..." Krystal suddenly said.

"What?" Park Ji-hoon was about to wear boxing gloves, and when he heard her words, he stopped.

Krystal asked Park Ji-hoon to turn around, and then the two of them hooked each other's arms back to back.

"We have already started the activity, there is no need to do this again." Park Ji-hoon immediately understood what she meant and said laughing and crying, "And, can you carry me in your back?"

She is talking about two people back to back.

"Try it!" krystal snorted.

I don't remember seeing it anywhere. It seems that boxers have such exercises when doing warm-up training, and suddenly want to try it.

Like a child.

"It's started!" Park Ji-hoon reminded her and immediately bent down and carried her on her back.

Then straighten up and change to krystal.

Not to mention, she was quite strong and she really started to recite it.

However, in just a few strokes, I gave up quickly.

"Oppa is time to lose weight!" Krystal said while panting, "No, I want to rest for a while!"

He puts all the blame on Park Ji-hoon's weight.

"Okay, I'll go and get a sandbag first." Park Ji-hoon didn't care about her.

Krystal waved his hand, as if he was too tired to speak.

Park Ji-hoon took off his vest and sweated a lot. He felt uncomfortable. He put on gloves and then went to the sandbag.
Chapter completed!