"A Chinese 16-year-old musical genius is actually a Korean?"

Jiang Shuqi took advantage of the break and saw the news pushed on her phone.

"?"

A big question mark appeared on Pei Zhuxuan's forehead.

What does Chinese music genius have to do with us in Korea?

Under doubt, Jiang Shuqi clicked on the news.

"Hello everyone, the entertainment news I bring to you today is a music genius who is only sixteen years old.

According to the editor’s understanding, this music genius is named Lin Ye, who is exposed to music…”

Jiang Shuqi looked at the name Lin Ye in shock. Isn’t this the friend of Zhu Hyun Oni?

How could it be Korean?!

Keep looking down.

"It is understood that Lin Ye had tried out at S.M. Although he didn't stay at S.M for some reason, we can see from this that Lin Ye has a close relationship with our South Korea, which makes me wonder, could Lin Ye be our Korean?"

"What do you think about this? Come and leave a message."

It's finished reading.

Jiang Shuqi curled her lips speechlessly, saying that she had complained too much and she couldn't even spit it out for a moment.

"Shuqi, I'll give you water." At this time, Pei Zhuxuan's voice sounded in his ears.

Jiang Shuqi looked up when she heard the sound, and Pei Zhuxuan's figure came into her eyes.

As beautiful as ever.

He sighed in his heart and took the mineral water handed over by Pei Zhuxuan.

"Jo Hyun Oni, take a look at this news." Jiang Shuqi handed her cell phone to Bae Joo Hyun.

"What news?" Pei Joo-hyun took Kang Se-ki's cell phone and started reading it.

Jiang Shuqi unscrewed the bottle cap and drank half a bottle every time.

Comfortable~~

On the other hand, Pei Zhuxuan also finished reading this article, shook her head with some amusement, and handed her phone back to Jiang Shuqi.

"Is there anything that Ouni wants to say?" Jiang Shuqi asked with a smile.

"Nothing to say, the media is all about this kind of virtue."

"The world is as black as crows (Chinese)."

Jiang Shuqi: "?"

"What Oni just said... Chinese?" Jiang Shuqi asked uncertainly.

"Well, I'm learning Chinese by myself recently." Pei Zhuxuan nodded and said.

"It's amazing, Chinese is so difficult to learn." Jiang Shuqi pulled her hair in distress. This movement made Pei Zhuxuan's eyelids twitch. The child was not afraid of pulling herself to baldness.

"Senior Krystal has a good Chinese language, Oni can...well, forget it." Jiang Shuqi was halfway through her speech and remembered that Bae Joo Hyun had been in the company for less than a year, and it was impossible for him to have a deep intersection with Jung Soo-jin.

Strictly speaking, she and Zheng Xiujing are not very familiar with each other, at most they know her.

"Senior Krystal's Chinese is very good..." Pei Zhuxuan murmured.

She always thought that Zheng Xiujing and Lin Ye communicated in English, but now it seems that this is not the case?

"Very good! The Chinese teacher in the company was surprised to hear senior Krystal's Chinese. The company asked senior Krystal to take the Chinese exam. The senior said there was no need, her Chinese was as good as Chinese."

Bae Joo Hyun: “…”

It's okay to be as good as the Chinese.

Chinese is the native language of Chinese people, how can it be bad?

"Senior Krystal is so amazing." Pei Zhuxuan sighed with Kang Shuqi, his tone mixed with something she hadn't noticed... something strange.

"How many minutes will the class be there?" Pei Zhuxuan asked.

"The next class is an expression management class, and there are thirteen minutes left." Jiang Shuqi looked at the time and replied.

"What's our class?"

"It seems to be a flash practice." Jiang Shuqi thought for a while and said.

When Bae Joo-hyun heard the flash practice, he couldn't help but twitch.

Is it a torment to keep my facial expressions and eyes unchanged after a bunch of flashes shooting continuously?

Pei Zhuxuan seriously suspected that she had myopia in the morning and evening after several classes like this.

"I get it, I'll go and make a call." Pei Zhuxuan said.

"Oh... OK." Jiang Shiqi thought of something halfway through her words, and a smiley expression appeared on her face.

Pei Zhuxuan gave her a blank look, put the mineral water in her hand on the table, and turned around and walked away.

Bae Joo-hyun found Lin Ye’s kakao, and if she spoke fluently in English, she would call. It’s a pity that it was not very good.

Bae Joo Hyun: I saw your new song, congratulations, I am famous in the country.

Looking at this passage, Pei Zhuxuan frowned and raised her hand to delete it.

Bae Joo Hyun: Your new song is well written, so amazing, congratulations.

Pei Zhuxuan pursed her lips and looked at the lines of words, deleted the period and added it, deleted it, deleted it, deleted it, add it...

Delete a whole line.

Bae Joo Hyun: Are you there?

...

During the break.

The song "Qinyuanchun. Snow" composed by him was playing on campus radio, which is a single loop.

At first, Lin Ye thought that the school would be a little hot and a big deal, is it necessary? He tried to make the school change this move, but after asking his mother, Lin Ye gave up.

Don’t ask, is there any such student in your school who writes such poems and songs?

If so, your school will do the same.

Well, the reason is very strong, Lin Ye gave up.

His singing echoed in his ears, and Lin Ye sat cross-legged on the stone beside the big locust tree at the school to enjoy the cool air.

There was a pure English reading book on his legs, and he lowered his head and read it carefully.

Many students came and went around, and many people noticed Lin Ye and wanted to say hello, but when he saw him reading, he tacitly lowered his volume and passed by quickly.

Buzz.

The cell phone in my pocket was vibrated, Lin Ye's thoughts of reading were interrupted, and his brows frowned.

It is really uncomfortable to be interrupted when you are focused on reading.

Lin Ye took out his cell phone and frowned at the culprit who disturbed him.

Bae Joo-hyun.

Lin Ye's brows immediately stretched out, and the discomfort in his heart quietly dissipated.

It's her.

A faint smile rose from the corner of his mouth and clicked on kakao.

Bae Joo Hyun: Are you there?

Lin Ye: Here, what's wrong [smiling]

Bae Joo Hyun: Have you written a new song?

Lin Ye: Well, it is the lyrics of our great leader, Grandpa Mao, and the song I composed.

Bae Joo Hyun: So awesome [Amazing]

Of course, Grandpa Mao knew that although it was not from the same country, as a great leader at the historical turning point of the ancient country, even foreigners knew about it.

Just like many Chinese people know that the first leader of the United States is Washington.

Well, South Korea...

That doesn't matter.

Lin Ye: Fortunately, how do you feel after hearing this?

Bae Joo Hyun: I haven't heard it yet, I just saw the news.

Lin Ye: That's it.

For some reason, Lin Ye felt a little disappointed.

Bae Joo Hyun: Wait a moment.

Lin Ye: OK.

Lin Ye waited patiently.

After a while, Bae Joo-hyun came back.

Bae Joo Hyun: I just opened the music software and am listening to your new song [Smile]
Chapter completed!