"Ah, I'm done this time."

In the corridor outside the venue, Ping Shou squatted against the wall with his head in his hands and sighed.

"I actually misunderstood the producer and flirted with the contestants. It's over. It's really over this time. And I even brazenly said, 'I didn't become an idol to please others'... Haha, goodbye, my idol dream."

"

Changbin looked around, and many players looked at him curiously. Changbin could only smile in response, then squatted next to Hirate and patted her on the back.

"It's okay. Beichuan-san is actually quite easy to talk to. He won't hold grudges over such a trivial matter." In fact, she wasn't sure.

It is said that when Hirate took Changbin to the selection venue, Changbin was worried that Hirate would misunderstand, so Changbin told her clearly what happened. Of course, he omitted the fact that he signed the contract in advance and lived in the dormitory, and only said,

Beichuan saw that he was nervous and comforted him.

"...Really?" He spread his fingers, revealing his smart and cunning eyes, looking at Changbin expectantly.

This really made it difficult for Changbin to use ambiguous words to add to the panic in her heart.

"Really, I promise you." Changbin stretched out his right hand as if to swear, "Just think about it, Kitagawa-san didn't show any unhappiness just now."

Pingshou tilted his head and thought back, "Yes, indeed."

"Kitagawa-san won't mind such a trivial matter, and maybe you'll find it interesting because of your righteous speech. The thoughts of such a big man are quite difficult to figure out, and you can't use common sense to calculate them." Nagahama comforted her conscience.

"So I'm a blessing in disguise?" He held his chin with his hand and raised his eyebrows slightly, which was a sign that his mood had improved.

"That's right," she stood up and patted the non-existent dust on her skirt, "Besides, even if I am resented, it won't help if I worry about it. By the way, as I said before, my name is Hirate Yurina.

And you?"

The reply was so fast. On the contrary, Changbin was a little slow and stood up in surprise.

"My name is Nagahama Neiru."

"Ning Liu (ねる: sleeping)?"

"It's Ning Liu (ねる: practice), which means practice."

Because he had been misunderstood many times, Changbin habitually explained things calmly.

"Eh? Why?" Hirate stared at Changbin and asked, "Why is it practice?"

"Why..." Because it was a quite unexpected reaction, Changbin had a little difficulty in dealing with it. Generally speaking, when she said that she should understand it according to practice, everyone would accept it happily. This is the first time she encountered this kind of reaction and she would ask back.

of.

"Because it's the name given by my parents. I'm not sure why..."

"But it's cuter when I think of it as sleeping," Hirate said. "When I practice, it always feels a bit too serious. Hey, sleepy feels the same way, right?"

The nickname had been given without my consent. Changbin was so surprised that he was speechless for a moment.

"...Sleep?" Changbin carefully confirmed, "Are you talking about me?"

"Yes, it's very cute. Just sleep."

"……Ha ha."

No...there is no need to explain this. Changbin didn't know what kind of expression to put on, so he could only smile subtly.

"Sleep, you can just call me Tie, my friends all call me that."

Changbin nodded subconsciously, still a little immersed in the aftertaste of the nickname "Sleep". Huh? Wait. Friend? Changbin frowned, looking at Hirate's friendly and casual smile in front of him, and this conversation without honorifics.

She felt that she had discovered Watson, no, it was a blind spot.

"Well, it's a tie...classmate." She paused for a moment before replacing Sang with a classmate.

"Don't go out, go to sleep, just call me a draw."

Okay. Changbin took a deep breath and said, "Tie."

"What's wrong?"

"We are...friends?" The tone of question was.

"Yes, we are friends." An affirmative tone.

Eh? Why? Changbin felt a little confused when a friend suddenly appeared.

"We are friends? When did it happen?" So the way of asking questions became more urgent.

Tie Shou was also slightly frightened, "Just now."

Just now? Did you talk about friends just now? Changbin hugged his head in confusion, subconsciously recalling everything that happened before. Because the other party's expression was so natural, Changbin wondered if he had lost part of his memory.

At this time, it was a tie, and he started to squirm a little, "Just now, Sleepy took the initiative to hold my hand, right? No one except friends would do such an intimate gesture."

Changbin took a sharp breath and then realized that Hirate didn't take the initiative to hold her hand but looked at her timidly. It turned out to be this. To her, the action of holding hands was like an invitation to "do you want to make friends?"

It's the same as the letter. No wonder Chang Bin's expression on Ping's hands was so rich when he held it.

Changbin didn't know how to explain this to Hirate for a moment.

Some people make friends through words, such as signing a contract, signing the paper, and the contract comes into effect. For some people, everything happens naturally when making friends. No one will ask each other whether they are friends. Just like a married couple,

No words of love have been spoken, but the feelings between them are true and unmistakable.

For Hirate, the other party's willingness to take the initiative to hold her hand means that they recognize each other's friends. But this is not the case for Changbin.

No wonder Ping Shou dealt with him so casually, without even using honorifics. Indeed, it does seem strange to use honorifics when talking to friends.

At this point, when facing Hirate Nagahama, I can't clearly say that it was all a misunderstanding and that we are not friends, which is too hurtful. Moreover, even though Kitagawa was accidentally injured, Hirate's concern and concern for her were not false.

At least, Changbin, standing in a tie position, may not necessarily have the courage to face an adult without giving in.

Anyway, friends will be friends. Changbin quickly accepted the reality.

"Deuce, why did you appear in the stairway?"

The audition venue was on the first floor, and on the second floor there were office areas and other photo studios. Nagahama was very interested in why Hirate appeared there.

"Actually," Ping Shou was a little embarrassed to say, and he hesitated for a long time before saying, "Actually, I wanted to find the bathroom. I went around a lot of places to find it, but I got a little lost when I came out..."

This kid is still a road fool. Changbin feels more and more that being friends with Heide will be troublesome.

As she was thinking, she noticed someone behind her poking her back with a finger. When she turned around, she saw a girl who was a head taller than her. The other person shrank slightly and lowered her head. Her slightly raised eyes touched Changbin's.

His eyes quickly fell.

"Um...everyone, go in..."

Compared with her height, her voice is weak, like catkins blown up by the wind, hanging in the air, far away without any force, and will slip away from her ears if she is not careful.

It was also the first time for Changbin to see a girl with such a weak aura. He was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he was blocking the other person's path. He apologized in a low voice and got out of the way.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you..." She thanked her in a voice as soft as a piece of paper falling to the ground. She was about to pass by Changbin, but was suddenly blocked by Ping Hand.

At this moment, Hirate pursed her lips tightly, seeming to be a little hesitant. She held her hands in front of her and folded them uneasily. Changbin thought something was wrong with her, but he saw her suddenly spread her hands and said to the girl, "

Hirate Yurina.”

Changbin knew what she meant. After all, he had just been hit not long ago. But looking at the movements of his hands, it looked more like training a pet dog to raise his hands.

Because this move was so sudden, the timid girl was even more frightened. Although she was considered tall among the girls, she seemed to shrink her head in a weak manner.

After waiting for a long time and seeing that there was no danger, he frequently but erratically looked at Hira Shou's face like a dragonfly. Then, he tentatively put his hand into Hira Shou's palm.

"...Watanabe...Rika."

Ping Shou's stiff shoulders relaxed visibly, and the smile on his face looked as if he was lucky after a disaster.

If you are so afraid of being rejected, don't make such a surprise attack. If you can join the group, you will have plenty of opportunities to make friends. Changbin, who was watching from the side, thought.

"Rika," as expected, Ping-de, who thought the two had become friends, boldly called her by her first name, "I saw that you were standing by the wall before, with your head lowered, and you didn't talk to anyone else."

"Your personality is really gloomy."

"..."

Changbin covered his head and felt a headache.
Chapter completed!