When he went to the bathroom to wash his face, Miyaki Saki realized that his face was crying in a mess. His makeup, sweat and tears were mixed together, and his condition could be imagined. Thinking of him chatting with Park Ji-hoon for a while, his emotions such as embarrassment and shame could not help but surged into his heart.

After a while, I walked out of the bathroom.

Park Ji-hoon had left the practice room and waited for her in the corridor.

This makes it easier for her to organize some personal belongings, and she doesn't necessarily need them, but she still does this.

It is due to habit.

Part of the reason is tutoring, part of the reason is your own personality. As an artist, you must always leave a perfect impression in front of the public, even if there are shortcomings, it must be harmless. Anyway, you must maintain it. Instead of worrying about managing it all the time, it is better to turn it into your own habit.

Many good habits are developed like this.

There is a reason for his success.

Miyaki Sakira put on a thin coat before walking out of the practice room. The white T-shirt she wore before was almost soaked in sweat.

Of course, I didn't forget to hold the bottle of mineral water. After all, the president gave it to her, so I was embarrassed to throw it in the practice room.

Park Ji-hoon stood in the corridor, holding his cell phone, and was sending a message to someone. He had a faint smile on his face. Seeing her come out, he put away his cell phone and said, "Let's go."

All the way to the underground parking lot, then get in and leave.

The rain is still there, without any sign of stopping.

There are few street vehicles and pedestrians, so it is rare to be quiet.

"How are you practicing the debut song?" Park Ji-hoon asked as a chat.

"It's almost done." Miyaki Saki replied stutteringly.

Park Ji-hoon's Korean language.

"The strength of Korean language needs to be strengthened." Park Ji-hoon nodded and said, "Learning one more language will also be beneficial to you."

"Yes." Miyaki Sakira was still very reserved.

The difference in status can not be smeared by a chat. In Japan, not to mention the presidents of his level, even the directors in the company are all unattainable big names, so be careful, for fear of being irritated by one!

"You have more experience in the stage and can teach them some coping skills." Park Ji-hoon continued.

Just chat with her.

Before, I was able to successfully soothe her emotions in the practice room, not because the stories I told were so contagious, but that I could successfully distract her from it.

Don’t underestimate a successful idol who has been in the industry for many years. You must have good stress-bearing ability. Crying is just a temporary vent. As long as you help him distract him, you can control your emotions. In addition, communication is also a way to relieve stress.

Follow the navigation and come to the outside of the dormitory building where they live and take her to the door of the dormitory building.

"Thank you, Lord, please give me a message!" Miyaki Sakira's mood had recovered almost. Before getting off the car, he bowed to thank him.

Park Ji-hoon waved his hand and handed her the umbrella.

The staff on the set prepared him, so he, the president, could not be soaked in the rain.

After Miyaki Saki got out of the car, he stood at the door and watched the car leave before entering the building.

I still have a lot of experience in the workplace.

Because they have a large group of people and have just debuted, the treatment cannot be very good, so the company rented two dormitories for them, in the same community, but in different buildings.

There are six people in each dormitory.

At this time, everyone has almost rested.

I have to take about 12 hours of class every day, which is not considered personal practice time, so I am very tired! Therefore, basically returning to the dormitory is discharged, and falling asleep becomes the norm.

However, today is an exception.

Miyaki Saki pressed the password to open the door, and suddenly heard a clamor.

He walked in confused.

"And!" A figure suddenly came from behind the corner wall.

"Ah!" Miyaki Saki was so scared that he almost threw out the umbrella in his hand.

"Hahaha..." A rather bold voice sounded.

"Rina--" Miyaki Sakira shouted half helplessly and half annoyed.

Recurring offender Cui Ruina!

This is not the first time she is teasing her, and she is not the only "victim".

In addition, Cui Ruina is not a member of their dormitory, but she just occasionally comes to sleep.

Her appearance means that Li Caiyan is making midnight snacks again!

Li Cai on the stage is heroic, handsome and cool, but in private he has a "good mother" character. He is not only very good to each of their members, but also often makes some delicious food for them. Whenever this happens, Cui Ruina will appear.

I could smell the scent from the kitchen.

"Sister, why didn't we reply to the text message we sent to my sister? If my sister doesn't come back, we will eat it ourselves!" After Cui Ruina laughed, she hurriedly changed the topic.

"Let's take a look." Miyaki Saki put the umbrella aside, took out his cell phone and took a look. Then he realized that there was indeed no information to be read.

"It probably wasn't that I heard it." Then he explained.

"Where did sister buy water?" Cui Ruina helped her hold mineral water when she was looking at her phone, and she unscrewed it and took a sip. It felt that the taste was not right. It tasted different from the water I had usually drunk. When she looked down, she found that there was no label. In addition, I remember that she didn't like drinking water very much and shouldn't buy water.

"What's wrong?" asked Miyaki Sakira.

"It tastes a bit good, and, don't my sister don't like drinking water?" Cui Ruina said and took another sip.

Miyaki Sakira then breathed a sigh of relief and replied, "The President gave it to me."

"Sir, Lord?" Cui Ruina suddenly widened her eyes and exclaimed.

"Who?" A group of people who were originally crowded in the kitchen, as if they were hungry chickens, rushed out.

"Did your sister meet the president?"

"Where did my sister meet the president?"

“Isn’t the president making a movie?”

Fortunately, they were not all here, otherwise the dormitory would have been in trouble.

"I met it in the company's practice room and sent it back. This bottle of water was given to me by the president." Miyaki Sakira explained.

"No wonder the taste is different!" Cui Ruina said, tilting her head and taking another sip.

"Sister, sister, give me a sip!" Zhang Yuanying, the youngest, reached out and said.

Then there are the rest of the members.

A group of little guys who have not officially debuted yet, three were born in 2001 and one was born in 2004, which was the stage when they were very curious about everything.

They have checked Park Ji-hoon’s information countless times, and they have almost recorded it.

I clearly remember that the water Park Ji-hoon drank was shipped overseas.

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but the taste is a little different.

But most, 98% still have a watery taste.

It was originally water, but the people who usually drink it through processing procedures, which led to the 2% difference.

After Miyaki Saki took a sip, he handed them the water.

I really don't like drinking water.

The kimchi soup made by Li Caiyan has also entered the final stage.

While waiting, several people asked in detail about the encounter between Sakira Miyaki and Park Ji-hoon.

Then there was a moment of regret.

If I had known this, I would have stayed for a while!

They came back less than half an hour earlier.

"It's so handsome and so masculine with short beards!" Miyaki Sakira's eyes rolled and he said deliberately.
Chapter completed!