When Cui Youqi and several people arrived at the restaurant, Jin Wenkui, Zhao Zhenhu and other trainees who joined the company from 2006 to 2008 were already waiting there.

It seems that Cui Youqi, who has already debuted, will come to participate, and they all cheer.

"Oh, Wuli is here too."

Cui Youqi walked over and hugged the people close to each other, and then sat down.

After a lively greeting, the atmosphere became a little awkward. Everyone sat in their respective positions and looked left and right.

Although I thought it was very meaningful when I first proposed, no one knew what to say at this moment.

"When will Aosu return?"

Obviously, the person who asked this question was having nothing to say.

"Return next February."

"Then I will definitely buy an album to support it."

A boy who was not particularly familiar to Cui Youqi answered a sentence from the opposite side, and it was this sentence that saved the atmosphere that fell to the ground.

Suddenly, everyone's chatter opened.

"Why did you buy one!"

"That's right! I'll buy two at least."

"Don't just talk about me, why don't you buy it?"

"Who said we won't buy it! I'll buy 5."

"I'm 10 photos!"

"Natur!"

Cui Youqi looked at the childish provocation of the group and couldn't laugh or cry: "Aniya, buying one is completely enough, don't waste this money."

"Youqi, I booked so many albums in one meal. Is it your turn to invite this meal?" Jin Junmian shouted loudly.

Choi Youqi grinned and took the wallet on the table: "Come on whatever you want!"

"Oh oh oh oh!"

The atmosphere boiled again, and everyone raised their hands above their heads and shouted "Long live Cui Youqi!".

Abandoned the embarrassment at the beginning of the dinner and the loss of not being able to debut successfully.

A group of 18 or 19-year-old boys started to make a fuss and chatted about some irrelevant topics.

"Youqi, come on! We will support you!"

"Junmian, Jong In, Chanyeol, Sehoon, so!"

"Our unfulfilled dreams are entrusted to you!"

Perhaps it was because of the atmosphere, I usually sounded extremely miserable, stingy, awkward words, and it was so awkward that they were all in one place.

"By the way, let's go to the singing room together after we finish eating!"

The meal is coming to an end. A group of people who were looking at each other at the beginning and didn't know what to say, but now they are reluctant to part.

Yes... Maybe after this separation, some people will never meet again...

"Card drive! Practice room!!!"

The rifts and contradictions of the trainees, and the thoughts floated away with the wind and time. The group of people hugged each other in groups and walked towards the singing room...

"Let's go together tonight~ Hi! Come on!"

As soon as I opened the private room, someone quickly ordered a few songs, grabbed the microphone and started the performance.

Cui Youqi sat on the booth, holding the sand hammer and waving his hand as an atmosphere group.

"We quietly bought some wine and let's drink it together!"

Several teenagers sneakily took out a few bottles of soju and beer from the buckle bag and put it on the table.

The rebellious factor in his heart ran out. At this moment, Cui Youqi didn't want to refuse and didn't want to leave regrets between them.

In life, you also need to do something extraordinary occasionally. It’s so boring to live in the frame properly.

After taking the wine glass and Jin Wenkui, Zhao Zhenhu and others had a drink.

"Don't drink it." Choi Yoo-seok quietly raised the ears of Oh Se-hoon and Kim Jong-in.

They are different from Cui Youqi. At the moment of debut, if they are found to be drinking underage, the consequences will be difficult to say.

The lights in the singing room flashed, and in the dark room, it was blue and green.

"You are so popular, do you still remember this song?"

A boy named Minji held up a microphone and teased Choi Yoo-ki.

The screen is showing the We are the future of H.O.T, which was the song Choi Yuqi chose during the first rating test.

Cui Youqi's eyes were filled with nostalgia, and the corners of her mouth were gently raised: "Of course, I should never forget this song."

At the beginning, he was divided into a group with Lee Min-ki and Kim Wen-kui and asked to dig out the song in a week.

At that time, Choi Yoo-ki, who was only 15 years old and had just joined the company, was not very good at dancing. The moment when Wen Xijun's countdown popped up, he always couldn't get stuck.

He was scolded by the dance teacher every day, but Jin Wenkui and the others had no choice but to pull him to practice repeatedly, slow down the beat and take him to grind one movement at a time.

"There is a perch, and the hand is here."

"Don't bend your legs."

"Youqi, please watch my gestures."

"Has absent,..."

"Has absent,..."

“…”

"Next, please invite Cui! You! Qi!"

“we are the future!”

Now, he took the Mike handed over by Lee Min-ki and sang the song that once tortured him a lot.

Everyone comes one song after another, h.o.t, the rise of the Eastern Gods, myths, Gao Yaotai comes all over.

During this period, Cui Youqi drank a few cups of yellow soup, waved his hand and shook his body to support the person who was singing.

Alcohol amplified his emotions and stirred up the reason that belonged to his brain into a mess.

In front of me is my friend who once practiced dancing together, and in my ears is my songs I once practiced together. He gradually saw the practice room with blue sky and white clouds on the wall.

Fifteen or sixteen, he was lying on the mottled floor with a heavy breath, and was pulled up by another boy.

A bottle of mineral water flew over not far away. He picked it up, twisted the cap, and drank half of it in one breath.

A few drops of water leaked out along the mouth of the bottle and were wiped off. The sweat from the temples was also wiped away. Then he threw the water to another boy not far away.

Just practice day after day, class, grade test.

They will go to nearby convenience stores to buy water and play basketball on the court because they have a good time. They will also pass each other's shoulders without giving in to each other when they pass by each other because of their disagreement.

Whether you are happy or unhappy, separation makes this group of people just want to remember those good memories at this moment.

Until I finished singing the last song and walked out of the singing room, standing by the road, the sky was pitch black, there were no stars, and no moon.

But because it was Christmas Eve on the street, in order to set off the festive atmosphere, the trees were covered with silver lights, and various colorful Christmas decorations were placed in the store windows.

Christmas tree, elk, white bearded old man.

"You have a habit, don't forget us!"

A pretending to be free and easy farewell, the teenagers tried to raise their mouths, waved their hands, and gradually moved away until the flashing lights of the tree lights could no longer shine on each other's faces.

"Anniong!"

"Anniong!"

"Anniong..."

His hand stopped in the air and slowly lowered it. Cui Youqi stood there and continued to look at it for a while, exhaling a long breath from his mouth, which turned into a cloud of white mist in the cold weather.

Retracting his neck, he quickly tied the scarf around his neck, put his hands in his pockets, turned around and hid in the bustling crowd on the street...

You and I meet on the sea in the dark,

You have yours,

I have my direction.

You remember it,

It's best if you forget it,

The light that spreads each other during this meeting. [Note 1]

Didi!

Walking alone on the way back to the dormitory, the cell phone rings.

"Yobothiyo."
Chapter completed!