Park Hae-sung hugged Pak Ya-yeon tightly and didn't let go. When it was time to distribute lunch to the fans, Park Hae-sung let go.

When the fans took the drinks and lunchboxes, they would tell her that it was okay. Our Hae-sung was already very good.

In fact, this kind of comfort only made people feel more complicated.

After the fans' lunchboxes were distributed, they lined up according to the teams to get their lunchboxes. The team that had just won the special competition could get an extra piece of cake.

Anyway, she had been taking care of her body for many years. Cake was a high-sugar food …

"I want to eat cake too." As soon as Han Chuxia finished speaking, Park Hae-sung fed her a big mouthful of rice.

"I'll buy it for you when we go back."

Park Hae-sung ate a few mouthfuls and put down the lunchbox. She thought that she should go to the gym to exercise.

She reached out and touched Han Chuxia's abdomen. She often went to the gym before her debut.

Although she also had abdominal muscles, there was still a difference between abdominal muscles made by hunger and abdominal muscles made by exercise.

Park Hae-sung saw Pak Ya-yeon take out a pack of band-aids from her pocket after eating.

"Augny, did you cut your knee?"

"A little bit."

Park Hae-sung rolled up her trousers to take a look when no one was paying attention. Her knee was cut a little, but it wasn't a serious injury.

Even so, she was still touched by her sister's thoughtfulness.

Pak Ya-yeon looked at Park Hae-sung happily putting on the band-aids and looked away with an unnatural expression.

"Did our lovely juniors eat well?"

The five of them stood up and greeted Shen Qing, who was wearing a suit. They saw that Shen Qing was carrying two big bags in his hands.

The sharp-eyed Han Chuxia saw many familiar bags at a glance.

"It's snacks!"

"Augny, I love you."

Food was always a good tool to promote interpersonal communication.

"Remember to distribute it to others and make more friends."

Shen Qing gave the bags to Song Zhen. "But you guys have to fill your stomachs first. This lunch is quite bad."

It wasn't to the extent that it tasted bad.

Park Hae-sung chewed on the side dish. She took out a packet of chips from the bag and opened it.

There was a long break before the competition in the afternoon. Some artists would choose to rest in the lounge, while others would stay in the venue to interact with the fans who had been sitting there for most of the day.

Park Hae-sung and the others were the latter.

Although their company was very stingy with them, if they wanted to do something for their fans, they would generally not refuse.

Therefore, after lunch, I.M.P, who was sitting in the stands, and the fans who were supporting their seniors next door, all received some snacks.

"Don't just stand there like a fool. Move more."

Shen Qing simply squatted beside her junior before the recording started. She took out her phone and instructed Song Zhen and Park Hae-sung to stand up.

"I don't want to dance with Song Zhen."

Park Hae-sung's dancing skills were not bad, but if she was compared to Song Zhen, there would still be a comparison.

"This is to make up for your mistake just now."

Park Hae-sung turned off the microphone when she thought of her result of 1.21 meters.

When the fans saw Song Zhen and Park Hae-sung stand up and move their bodies, they guessed that they were going to dance or something. Pak Ya-yeon was very quick-witted and typed on her phone to ask the fans what dance they wanted to see.

The song that the fans roared the most was a song from their summer album, which they had only performed once during the recording.

Because it was a very obscure sex song, and they sang it with a very refreshing smile on the stage.

"Okay, let's do this song."

Park Hae-sung pulled up her pants and unzipped her jacket.

In a certain part of the song, there was a dance move where the five of them took off their jackets and tied them around their waists.

They did not completely dance the song, and they danced more easily.

"Hae-sung is really a person who believes everything she says. What if she is cheated by a bad man?" Shen Qing squatted beside Pak Ya-yeon and asked in a low voice while holding the phone that was playing the song.

"Don't be fooled by Augny. She is actually a bad woman, at least in terms of feelings."

The halftime dance was her last exercise time for the day.

In the following events, she watched her two sisters fight their way to the final of the women's 60M competition and win the gold and silver medals.

Pak Ya-yeon was really a magical sister. She had a face that was not good at sports, but she was an all-rounder in sports. Her hands did not tremble at all when she pulled the bow.

"It's like you have a face that is good at sports, but you are not good at sports." Shangke's words were reasonable, which made Park Hae-sung feel depressed again.

In the final women's relay, Shangke did not hold the baton firmly when she passed it, so she wasted some time and only won the silver medal in the end.

"The place where I was hit seems to be a bit swollen."

Shangke rolled up her long sleeve and found that it was a bit red. Park Hae-sung wanted to go to the medical office to have it checked, but Shangke waved her hand indifferently.

"This injury will heal soon. It will be fine after we go back and put on a plaster." Okay, after all, Shangke's physical fitness was very high.

Their team was the MVP of the women's competition today. They won medals in almost every event, except for the damn standing long jump at noon.

At the end of the interview, when they were asked what rewards they wanted from the company for their good performance, they answered honestly that they wanted to rest for a few days.

The Idol Sports Day, which took more than 20 hours, finally finished recording.

They did not plan to participate in the bowling competition, so there was no need for a second recording.

Park Hae-sung curled up in the nanny van and felt that her upper and lower eyelids were crazily fighting, and her whole body was weak.

"Some fans have already written an afterword."

Professional netizen number one Shangke looked and laughed. "Hae-sung, your 1.2m jump is so popular. Even non-fans are talking about it."

"Shut up, don't mention it. I'll beat whoever brings it up."

The company gave them a three-day break for the sake of their hard work in recording the Idol Sports Day. Although they did not have any schedule for the next three days, it was still a very happy thing that they did not have to go to the company to practice.

"I'm also curious. I only jumped 1.2 meters and my thigh muscles are sore?

I don't even know what right do I have to have sore thigh muscles? "

Park Hae-sung stretched her thigh muscles and once again refreshed her understanding of how bad she was at sports.

The next day, while all the members were doing their own things in the living room after dinner, Park Hae-sung was busy choosing her clothes.

She was going to work as an official DJ for the late-night radio station. The company said that it was fine for her to wear casual clothes, and that there was no need to pay attention to it.

"Don't choose. You look good in anything. Besides, you're not going on a date."

"Today is the first day!" Park Hae-sung snorted. In the end, she gave up on looking good and wore thick clothes.

She was still quite afraid of the cold, and working when she was sick was too difficult.

In order to keep warm, she specially wore a pair of loose jeans, so that it was convenient to add a layer of thick stockings inside.

The manager who came to pick her up was speechless when he saw her outfit. In the end, he dragged her to the room to change into a short skirt.

"Why are you wearing thick stockings in the air-conditioned room?"

Park Hae-sung argued, and in the end, she changed into a pair of skinny jeans and left.

When the news that she was going to be a regular DJ came out, many of the original radio station's fans expressed their dissatisfaction. They were not dissatisfied with Park Hae-sung, but they were dissatisfied with why it had to be a female idol.

A young, hot-blooded man and woman hosting together. No matter who it was, their fans would be unhappy.

However, some fans jumped out and said that it was fortunate that Park Hae-sung was chosen. After watching so many episodes of the radio station, only Park Hae-sung's group came, and the atmosphere was very serious. Moreover, if something really happened to her schoolmate, something would have happened long ago. They were worried all day long.

Park Hae-sung saw such comments and did not know how to react.

At this time, she just needed to smile.

Park Hae-sung left the nanny van. As soon as her feet touched the ground of the underground parking lot, she felt her legs turn cold.

She regretted that she did not pester him for a while longer. Anyway, when the time came, she would be sitting at the radio station, and no one would see what she was wearing.

Zhengzai?

Arrived earlier than her. He was sitting in his seat and reading the script.

She thought that today was the first day, so she deliberately came early. In the end, he did not even have time to turn on the camera.

"You came very early." Zhengzai?

Said to her in a normal manner. Park Hae-sung smiled awkwardly and said, "You too."

"Because I just finished my trip nearby, so I came directly." Zhengzai?

He inadvertently glanced at Park Hae-sung's knees. He stood up and took out something from his bag and gave it to Park Hae-sung.

Park Hae-sung widened her eyes and did not know whether to take it or not.

"Do you know Huang Xuxi?

A member of our team, he seems to have accidentally hit a member of your team during practice last time. He wants you to pass these to the other party. "

Park Hae-sung nodded. She took it and found that it was a wrapped bag. There was a bottle of spray and something that looked like a plaster. She could not understand the words on it.

"He said that it's a very effective medicine." Zhengzai?

After Park Hae-sung put away the things, she did not speak and focused on reading the script. At this time, the director also asked everyone to turn on the camera.

Zhengzai?

Took off his thick jacket. He was wearing a round-necked sweater. From Park Hae-sung's angle, she could see the back of his neck.

He seemed to have a plaster on his shoulder.

He didn't have it during the idol sports competition, right?

Did he pull it during the basketball game?

At that time, she was sleeping and did not watch the game. For the past two days, she was so angry that she did not watch anything because the idol sports competition was related to her long jump.

"Is there something on my face?" Zhengzai?

Did not even turn his head. Park Hae-sung was shocked.

She suddenly remembered that the camera was turned on. She suppressed her panic and tried to look calm.

"No, sorry, I was in a daze."

"It's not Hae-sung's first time here. Just relax and do what you used to do." The author sister felt that Park Hae-sung and Zhengzai were very different.

The atmosphere between them was very strange. She attributed it to the fact that the two of them were really unfamiliar with each other.

"Okay, I got it, Augny," Park Hae-sung responded with a smile.

The position of the microphone in front of her today was just right. She did not even need to adjust it.