Park Hae-sung didn't expect it either. A few hours ago, she had sworn to her team that she was a magnanimous adult who could face the past with ease. But when the person stood in front of her, she bowed very politely.

After all, her manager was right next to her. If she did anything impolite, she would probably be nagged until she retired.

Their manager was good, but he was talkative.

When the other party walked past them with their team, Park Hae-sung felt uncomfortable in her internal organs.

She hoped that the stylist wouldn't tighten her belt so tightly next time to create an ant waist. She almost couldn't breathe on stage just now.

He was much thinner than she remembered.

Park Hae-sung lowered her head and tugged at the numerous bracelets on her wrist as she thought.

The other party had grown taller, but he was still very fair. It was just that he always had a smile on his face when he saw her in the past. Just now, he simply greeted her in a distant manner.

Just like an ordinary person from the previous generation.

Park Hae-sung chuckled.

Otherwise, she felt that she was quite interesting.

Now, other than an ordinary person from the previous generation and an ordinary schoolmate, what else could she have with him?

He probably didn't even look at her just now. Even if he did, he might not be able to recognize her.

Switching roles, if she was treated like that in the past, she probably wouldn't want to see him again in this life.

Their stage recording was done, and they had just taken the record to greet the seniors who had debuted earlier than them.

Now, what they needed to do was to wait in the lounge for the show to be over. When the last person was announced, they would gather on stage together.

After greeting the show's PD, they could rush to the signing after work. After signing, they would go to the company to practice.

Song Zhen and Pak Ya-yeon had their own schedules, so they didn't go back to the company with them.

Park Hae-sung felt very sleepy. She covered herself with a small blanket and wanted to just close her eyes, but she fell asleep as soon as she closed her eyes.

When her manager woke her up, it was just as the staff was calling everyone to gather.

The makeup artist added powder to her face and tidied her hair. After confirming that she wouldn't embarrass herself, she was allowed to leave.

The style of their team's return this time could be considered to have inherited from their senior team. The company thought that since it was their first time, they wouldn't dare to be too out of line, so they chose a rebellious girl who was similar to puberty.

In all honesty, it had been many years since her rebellious period.

Moreover, she had never really done anything rebellious, so she couldn't understand why she and Han Chuxia had to sit on the roof of an old car in a daze during the shooting of the MV to reflect her rebelliousness.

It is easier to climb up than to climb down.

Park Hae-sung couldn't help laughing when she thought of Han Chuxia sitting on the roof of the car in high heels and not knowing how to move.

Shangke, who was walking beside her, glanced at her. Her purple eyeshadow was dazzling under the light.

Park Hae-sung shook her head, indicating that she was fine.

Although they were a newbie team, they had excellent data in all aspects. This week, they had entered a reserve team.

There wasn't a single regiment that didn't want to take one.

A reserve team might not be able to prove that your song was the best or your dance was the best, but it could announce that your song was recognized.

Pak Ya-yeon, who was standing in the middle, held her breath as she looked at the jumping score. Park Hae-sung held her hand tightly, and also held Song Zhen, who was standing on her right according to the official position.

Song Zhen's hands were full of sweat. Although she still looked as calm as Mount Tai on the surface, she was extremely nervous in her heart.

The final score was fixed. Before she had time to see who had the highest total score, cheers rushed towards them.

Pak Ya-yeon covered her mouth and widened her eyes in disbelief. In the next second, she looked left and right, and tears fell uncontrollably.

Park Hae-sung saw Pak Ya-yeon and Song Zhen hugging each other as they walked past her. Before she had time to feel bitter, Shangke took her into her arms.

Their oldest foreigner sister's eyes were like open faucets. She stuttered and said something that she couldn't understand.

Park Hae-sung didn't know how the five of them inexplicably hugged each other.

When the host urged Pak Ya-yeon to take the trophy and said words of blessing, Pak Ya-yeon let go of the other four people. With tears in her eyes, she recited her thoughts countless times.

It wasn't the first time that Pak Ya-yeon and Song Zhen had won the trophy. When they were still in the limited group, they had held the trophy countless times. But this time, there was a subtle difference.

After Pak Ya-yeon finished speaking, she handed the microphone to Shangke, who was surrounded by Park Hae-sung and Han Chuxia.

She thanked them in Chinese. Park Hae-sung touched her conscience and didn't understand a word, but she still clapped and nodded in approval.

After Shangke finished speaking, she wanted to pass the microphone to her or Han Chuxia. But the host took the microphone back. It was almost time. There was no way to give everyone time to speak.

Park Hae-sung wiped the tears around her eyes with her fingers. She made a heart gesture to the fans below the stage. She didn't know how many of them were fans of their team.

She didn't realize that she was crying so hard until she left the stage. The powder on her face was gone.

"We've already won one. Can we order fried chicken tonight?"

Han Chuxia said as soon as she returned to the lounge. The others heard her and turned to look at their manager.

The manager couldn't bear to refuse. He promised to buy them fried chicken and pizza after practice this weekend. He would use the company's card.

As long as there was food to eat, it didn't matter whose card it was.

Park Hae-sung, who was standing in the aisle with her head down and greeting the director, thought that no matter how many times she saw them, she would always sigh. There were so many artists in Korea.

On average, there would be a group debuting here every eight days. But there were very few groups that could really come here to play songs and win one of their members.

Tomorrow's stage was focused on the sound source. Their main song was still in the top five of the sound source chart. The groups in front of them had finished playing songs before them. So they had a good chance to win another one of their members.

With red eyes, the five of them put on makeup and rushed to the signing venue in their singing clothes.

Although it wasn't the first day, Park Hae-sung still felt a little melancholy.

Most of the fans who could qualify for the signing event spent a lot of money on the album in order to see their favorite idols.

Park Hae-sung signed her name next to her photo inside the album. She put her hands together and gave it to the fans who almost didn't look at her and kept looking at Pak Ya-yeon.

Now that their team had just debuted, it was normal for there to be a difference in popularity.

It was just that the difference was a little big.

Park Hae-sung supported her chin with a water bottle and signed for the next fan with a puffed up face. Although this one wasn't her fan, at least she thanked her and cheered her on.

Park Hae-sung took a sip of water and saw an aggressive little girl holding a peach pillow rushing over.

Before she could react, the pillow was stuffed into her arms.

"Augny, I like you very much. I think you sing very well and your voice is very good. I was attracted to you immediately. I'm also from Xindong High School. I'm a junior two years younger than you. When I was in school, I always wanted to know you!

In short, I will always support you! "

The little girl started talking as soon as she came up. Park Hae-sung was stunned.

She opened the album and signed her name. She also wrote the name of her schoolmate carefully.

Park Hae-sung looked at the perfect peach heart she had drawn.

She waved at the little girl who was being chased to the next place.

Xindong High School was her junior high school.

As expected, after her debut, the information about her school would be searched by omnipotent fans. She regretted that she didn't realize how to manage her body when she was in school.

But luckily, there weren't many photos taken of her when she was at her fattest. Her junior high school graduation photos were only slightly chubby … probably.

Park Hae-sung couldn't help but sigh heavily when she thought about how her old photos might be widely circulated.

Her actions scared the fan in front of her. The other party thought that Park Hae-sung wasn't feeling well and wanted her to rest and eat well.

"Thank you."

Park Hae-sung smiled brightly at the other party. The other party blinked and said, "Augny, you're so cute when you smile."

"Then I will always smile in the future." Park Hae-sung adjusted the position of the peach pillow in her arms.

There weren't many people waiting in line, so they could finish signing before the appointed time and interact with the fans for a while.

The excitement of getting a fan gradually faded.

After the signing, the five of them took the time to do a short live broadcast on their way back to the company. In order to thank the fans for their support, they got a fan with a special meaning.

The three of them who didn't have a schedule went directly to the company building, while the other two continued to be sent to the filming location.

Originally, they were supposed to practice, but after about half an hour, Park Hae-sung felt weak and collapsed on the ground.

Even though she slept backstage for a long time, she still felt tired.

Before the practice, they changed their clothes and removed their makeup. Through the mirror, she could see the dark circles under her eyes.

Shangke lasted the longest. After she finished the last section, she rolled to Park Hae-sung's side and panted heavily.

"Han Chuxia, you're really an unambitious person." Park Hae-sung suddenly said as she looked at the white ceiling and the fan that wasn't turned on.

She was inexplicably called out, so she hummed and asked why.

"We already got a fan, but you only want to eat fried chicken.

If it were me, I would ask my agent to take us to eat barbecue. "As soon as Park Hae-sung finished speaking, Han Chuxia woke up from a dream and said," Ah. "

Shangke weakly raised her hand and patted Park Hae-sung's arm, saying, "Don't talk about food, I'm really hungry now."

How could she not be hungry?

Their dinner was a large bowl of vegetables, a few small slices of boiled beef and chicken breast, and they just drank a can of skim milk in the car.

With so much exercise, the food had already been used up.