Poten

Minho was looking at the two people who were washing the newly purchased towels and placing them on the drying deck and talking in the living room. Rather than worrying, Osora and Yoon Iseol were having a friendly conversation with each other.

“First time? Tuesday night, Seoul Marathon. ”

“Yes, sister. I've never seen such a big stage before, so I'm a little nervous. ”

“Unlike the sound record-chart market, the event is all about the audience response." Bring it on next time, "said the host. ’It's an appeal. ”

Minho shrugged his ears. Tips on stage manners that audiences would love as funky-line leaders trained on events followed.

“I'd love for the costume to stand out, but it has a basic image, so try to be a little bit bolder than usual. Wait, Lee Seol, you're skinny, but you have a lot of volume, right? These guys are so blinking... ”

Minho was listening to Oshora's coach with a happy expression. Oshora turns his eyes to him like that.

“Why? Is there anything else I can help you with? ”

“Oh, no. Go on.”

Minho quickly turned his head to clear the bowl.

“Lee Seol, how many songs do you sing at an event? ”

“Two songs. ”

“I've only heard your song ‘Eye contact’. Do you have any quick songs? If the title song has a slow tempo, you have to do something exciting to get the audience to respond. ”

“There's nothing fast... ”

“It can feel lively. Tell me something else. ”

Yoon Lee Seol started singing songs in the album with a guitar. Minho shrugged his shoulders, riding the rhythm of Minho, as a voice of sentimental Yoon Iseol flowed out of the living room.

After a while.

Minho left the kitchen and went to the shelving area. The cassette tape I received from my father last time was not available on my weekday schedule and I haven't used it. I had time, and I was in the living room with two singers, so I decided to test my supplies for a while.

Minho took out the ‘My' order from the second-hand product site from the drawer and put the cassette tape on his earphones and pressed the [►] button.

The quiet tones of piano accompaniments and the rhythms of drums & bases blend together and Old Pop Songs flowed.

Whose song is that? ’

Since it was a melody I had heard a lot from somewhere, Minho sat down in front of the couch, mumbling his nostrils. After Oshora's training coach had finished, Yoon Iseol, who was just sorting out the guitar, turned around and asked.

“Hey, aren't you going to write that song? ”

“Vizzis?”

“How Deep Is Your Love. ”

After hearing the title, Minho realized the identity of the familiar melody.

“It sounded like I'd heard it a lot before. ”

Since it was a famous song that Korean singers had repeated many times, Minho nodded his head and was still curious about the lyrics and melodies of the song that never came to mind.

‘I don't know how it works. Shall we sing it? ’

Minho picked up his cell phone, found the correct lyrics to the song, and asked Yoon Iseol.

“Lee Seol, can you play this song? ”

“Maybe.”

“Give me a minute. ”

Yoon Yi Seol caught the cord and bounced off the smooth tune.

Minho sent an 'OK’ sign the previous week, similar to the melody that was heard from his earphone. Then I slit his throat.

One, two...

“Whoo!”

Yoon Iseol, who was playing, turned his head wide, as well as Osora, who was texting members next to him, when the fluffy sound of the transient sound popped out from Minho's mouth.

“― I know your eyes in the morning sun ~”

Immediately the first verse began. Minho's voice, which resounded like a conversation, was more comfortable than just singing, like enjoying it. Tinnitus was also stable without one tooth shaking.

‘It feels like this. ’

Minho nods his head. When I sang the song, even though the lyrics didn't know, the feelings of the song were conveyed.

A person with sunny eyes in the morning. I felt like singing about how deep that love was.

Minho realized that the artifact does not add musical knowledge, but the singer-specific emotion of singing allows him to follow.

“How was it?”

Min-ho, who had stopped singing in two sentences, asked Yoon Iseol. Yoon Lee Seol raised his thumbs and asked to keep calling.

“Conch, what about you? ”

“Brother……. ”

Oshora said to Minho with her mouth wide open.

“Can we do our next single feature? ”

“Ask the real singer to do it. ”

“Here you are. ”

Min Ho pointed to Yoon Lee Seol.

“Our theory? ”

“Oh my God, I've had years of practice. You have to be a singer if you're good with tones and good with lyrics. You're in the lead singer now. I'll treat you well. ”

“That's enough. You're not going to call me at a fan meeting, are you? ”

“Well……. ”

After thinking about it, Oshora raises a finger.

“I don't think I'll ever know that again. Lee Seol, right? ”

“Yes? Yes! ”

Minho smiled and found the next singer on cassette tape because of their obvious actions. Then I turned my head to the sound of 'Ding Dong’.

“Someone's here.”

I felt sorry for Yoon Yi Seul and Oshora.

Minho walked out the door and saw the ball manager and Kim Cody holding a big plastic box in both hands.

“I brought food! ”

The box smells of sweetened seasoning, even though it is sealed. Minho pointed inside.

“Welcome, ball manager. Welcome, Siwan. ”

“You have a guest already? ”

“Conch and snowflakes. ”

“Aha.”

The ball manager and Kim Cody started visiting in a line of scary invitations.

“Minho!"

“Sanghan, over here. ”

You see an ideal carrying a toilet paper coming from the elevator. Afterwards, the oldest brother of the all-season band followed me with a small potted plant.

“Even if you give me some water, I can live well. You can't raise tricks anyway. ”

“Did you enjoy growing plants, Captain? ”

“Doesn't it suit you? ”

“No, I'll take good care of her. ”

The elevator opened again during the greeting.

“Senior Minho 47436;! ”

“Oh, Garam. Dude, have you gained weight? ”

“Eat it till today. Kmm, does that smell like chicken? ”

“Just don't eat today. Cheol-sun, take care of your boat. ”

“Yep!"

When I walked into the living room until the second half of the gaming team fell asleep, there was already a rumbling sound. While the ball manager was laying food in the living room, Minho tidied up the shoes that were lying on the porch.

“I think we're almost there.... ”

Ding-dong.

“Surprise!”

Min-ho opened the door and was startled to see two people in the hallway. I came from a seven-year-old member of the Youth Journal.

“Ha Yeon, Seon Hwa is here. Is the schedule okay?”

“Only good people came. ”

Gu Yeon glanced at Oshora, who was delivering food in the living room.

“You know what Sora told you, right? I can't let Minho take over! ”

“That's right. We're here on a mission. ”

“Well, yeah. Come in.”

Two girls entered the living room.

Minho scratched his chin and found the last guest who had sent an invitation on the elevator side.

“Jinkyu!”

When Minho waved his hands, he was happy to see her face.

“Hey, winner. Are you really going to shoot me that hard just because I'm rich? Congratulations on moving.”

“Welcome. ”

“This is a gift. It's a quality I advertise. I don't have much time, so I'll be there soon.... ”

As households presented their interior Bluetooth speakers as a gift, Jinkyu noticed the idol taking off his shoes on the inside of the porch and her eyes widened.

“Why is Gu Yeon here...? ”

“I don't think I have a schedule today. ”

Jinkyu asked Minho a small question.

“Are you friends with Ha Yeong Yang? ”

“We did two programs together. ”

“Ha, I envy you. ”

“Busy today? Since the ball manager bought chicken courses from the delicacy... ”

“I'm not busy! ”

As Jinkyu's voice grew louder, she turned her head. Her eyes meet, she bows lightly and enters the living room. Jinkyu looks dazzled with her hands on her chest.

In the morning, the living room that looked so wide felt cramped with people.

“Sora, I heard we're playing vinylhouse next week. ”

“That's hard. ”

“This house is delicious. I'm gonna go get my wife. Hey, ball manager, where did you say we were? ”

Minho had a joyful time laughing and chattering next to those who were chattering.

“Minho, you're drinking well. You don't play games, and you're just gonna drink? ”

“Oh, no. ”

Garam and Cholsun, who accidentally drank together next to Simdae Whale, were sniffing without circles.

“Chul-soon the Garam drink moderately. I insult the director. ”

Minho headed to the refrigerator to get more beer. The ball manager who put the food on the new plate looked at Minho and asked.

“Is there anything else you need? ”

“Just an empty bottle by your side, Captain. ”

“Let me do it. ”

“It's okay, the ball manager can sit down and eat. ”

“I'll just keep this. ”

Min-ho opened the refrigerator and took out a beer bottle and held it in both hands. Meanwhile, the ball manager said:

“Typically celebrity parties bring people together who are mainly active, but Minho's homes are really unique. ”

“Is that so?"

“Of course. I think it's all Minho's handmaiden. ”

Minho looked at those who were in the living room.

Hanging out with Seventeen and Yoon Seul. Simdaemun and his followers are the ones who are going to die drinking today. Ideas, euthanasia, and Kim Cody were indifferent to eating food because they were hungry.

Jiaying.

My phone rang and I put the bottle on the table and pressed the call button.

- How are the houses doing?

It was the voice of the Milky Way.

“Yes, they're here now. ”

- I should have gone there too...

“We can reserve another spot next time. I thought you said this was a local film. ”

- Sorry to hear that, folks. Min-ho has been very open and friendly during the broadcast. I wanted to say hello.

In saying this, Minho once again stared at the living room.

Is that what it was? ’

I thought I invited him without thinking much. However, there was not a single person in there who felt burdened or awkward to be with.

People who are open-minded.

- … I want to see it.

Then, Seo Eun-hyun was already listening to her voice for the tenth day because she could not open her heart.

“Me, too."

- Who wants to see the galaxy? Minho?

How long have you been listening, Mr. Hong?

- What, are you two dating? Was it successful then?

- Oh, no, no, no! Minho, I have to go!

Sweet.

Minho lowered his phone with a smile on his mouth. Then he met the ball manager and said, clearing his throat.

“The galaxy can't come. ”

“I've been told you're filming 24 hours. ”

“Yes, I think you're going through a lot. ”

After finishing the conversation, Minho heads to the living room with a pretending bottle. The ball manager smiled, thinking that Minho was disappointed because he didn't come to the Milky Way.

As the night went deeper, one by one he began to leave.

The juniors of the gaming team, who were too drunk to stay up early, were taken by the ball manager and Kim Cody to escort them to the room, and Simdae left the room with the ideals.

While Oshora and Yoon Yi Seol were doing the dishes in the kitchen, Gu Yeon was holding her cell phone and rolling her feet together.

“Uh, Mom. Just a little longer... Oh, okay. ”

Gu Yeon became depressed and turned his head to Kim Sunhwa.

“Sis, I think I should go. ”

“Is that so? We have plans tomorrow. Min-ho, we're leaving too. ”

“Bye-bye."

When Gu Yeon woke up with Kim Sunhwa, Jinkyu became the face of losing the world.

“Hey, Kang Min-ho. ”

Jinkyu, who picked up a can of beer, looked at Minho, who was clearing the table in the living room.

“Isn't it going too well these days? ”

“Are you drunk? What's the big deal? ”

“You don't even see the knights. That's cool. That's really cool. ”

After having handed over a sip of beer, Minho's tongue twitched to see Minho who had never touched the drink he had received in the group's first round.

“Why don't you drink? ”

“We can't just let people in the house sleep. One sip of this will close my eyes. ”

Jinkyu shakes her head to the left and to the right because of Minho's ridiculous amount of wine. Then I looked at Minho's artifact on one side of the wall.

“What are those? ”

“A hobby.”

“Collect? You're a curious hobby. There's no such thing as medium-sized heating. ”

“It's all meaningful. ”

“Meaning?”

Minho followed me to the shelf as I got up and walked. Jinkyu pointed to the clock on the other side of the shelf.

“Huh? Isn't this what you carry around? ”

“That's right. There's good energy in there, so you carry it around like an amulet. ”

I looked at Minho with a ridiculous gaze.

“I've been to Switzerland a lot. There's a lot of watches out there. ”

“I don't believe you. Want me to show you?”

“That's funny.”

Minho opened the meeting clock and began reciting some kind of spell. Jinkyu opened her eyes and confronted Minho for any fraud.

“I see it!”

“What do you see? ”

Minho looked into the future for 4 minutes and heard the answer to the interrogation in advance.

“Jinkyu, you must have had miso soup for breakfast. ”

“What is that... huh? How did you know that? ”

“Lunch was with the Labels. The menu is shrimp burgers.”

“Huff!”

I didn't think it was creepy to ask.

“You black-boxed my house, didn't you? ”

“Is it sweet?”

“How did you do that? ”

“I have good energy. ”

“Give it to me! ”

Jinkyu grabbed the watch and looked at Minho.

“You had toast this morning, right? ”

“I'm starving.”

“Kimchi stew for lunch? Suntofu?”

“Punch me? ”

“Dang!”

Jinkyu tilted his head and handed over the clock. Minho put it back on the shelf.

“If I only had less beer, I'd figure out the trick. Did the manager tell you that? ”

Minho only laughed at me.

The second round started with a simple pick-up line. Minho and Jinkyu, Oshora and Yoon Yi Seol sat around the dining table.

“How did Jinkyu get along with Minho's brother? ”

At Oshora's question, Jinkyu thought long and hard and bounced her finger.

“Radio. I got fucked up there. ”

“Radio?”

“Music trip. I should have seen it then. ”

Minho reminded me of that a few months ago.

“Jinkyu, that was my first broadcast after my debut. ”

“Proud!”

Jinkyu smiled at Minho. Then I realized that it was already 11 o'clock.

‘We're going to fail this mission. First things first, Jinkyu. ’

Oshora was in a hurry.

“Min-ho, should I drink that? ”

“That?”

“What I brought you earlier. ”

“That's right."

Minho pulled the liquor out of the cupboard.

“Anyone who wants to drink, drink. I can barely eat anyway. ”

After examining the label of the bottle, Jinkyu whistled.

“Oh, Scotch! Delicious.”

Oshora opens his lid and gives it to Jinkyu. And I looked at Yoon Lee Seol who was holding a glass of juice still.

“And you, too? ”

“No. We can't drink. ”

Minho drew the line first. Yoon Lee Seol looked at the bottle of translucent liquid with curious eyes.

“I've never had a drink like this before. Have a drink... ”

“You don't have to eat something this toxic. Drink wine if you're going to eat it lightly. ”

Minho shakes his head vigorously even before Yoon Yi Seul's words end. I took a cup of Osora and gave it to Yoon Iseol.

“Your boss is very strict. Take care of it.”

“Mmm-hmm. Smells good. ”

Jinkyu, who had already emptied the glass and refilled the next one, said.

“Minho, you're a grown man. Let Lee make a decision. After the last" School "shoot, he did it at the reunion. It's hard when celebrities can't drink. I feel so drunk next to you, and if I stay here by myself, I'll get bullied. ”

“Are you talking to me? ”

“I mean, have a drink. Korea has an anti-coercive culture of drinking and socializing together. Go to Free Country America if you don't want to! ”

Jinkyu seemed to be already sober. Oshora poured Minho a drink as well. Minho said no.

Yoon Iseol who was still motionless touched the cup. Wherever I go, I drink juice, and I think it would be okay to drink it once in a place with so many good people. I close my eyes and pass the goblet.

“Oww, use it!”

“See?”

Minho pushed a sweet grape into Yoon's mouth. After drinking a drink, he said, even after seeing it.

“Ah, bitter. Me, too. ”

“Huh?"

Oshora glances at the fruit on the table.

“Take care of the drunkard. ”

“Tsk.”

Time flowed to 12 o'clock.

“Kang Min-ho, you bastard. Why are you so damn smart? ”

As Jinkyu, who left half of the bottle alone, started rambling, Minho picked up his cell phone and moved to the living room to call for a surrogate.

Oshora taps Jinkyu on the back.

“Calm down, Jinkyu. ”

“Someday I will win. I'll bet you're surprised, too. If I win Kang Min-ho. ”

“Yes, I don't know what's going on, but you have to win. ”

“But can I get your contact information? It's not because I'm interested, it's because of the feature.... ”

Osora smiles in repentance as she sees her euphemism fall to the table.

‘As soon as I send Lee Seol... ’

Oshora flinches, turning his head toward Yoon Yi Seul. It was cute for the same woman to see her head leaning to the left and to the right with her cheeks flushed.

“Are you drunk, Lee Seol? ”

“No, no. ”

“You say the same thing twice. ”

“That's right. Heh.”

Huh?

“Sis, thank you so much for telling me so much about the event earlier. ”

Yoon Lee Seol suddenly folded his arms with a smile. Unlike her shy impression, she is friendly with an active skinship.

‘Ah……. ’

The moment the insiders understood what injections the Seven Girls and Funkyline had when they drank, they were overwhelmed by a crisis.

Yun Yi Seol's usual innocence disappears when drunk and brings deadly affection to men.

Yoon Iseol smiled constantly, puffing his face on Oshora's arms. I was embarrassed because I didn't think it was Oso who saw Minho walk in after finishing the call.

“Minho!"

Yoon Lee Seol looked at Minho and woke up at the dining table.

“What, are you drunk? ”

“I guess so. I just feel dizzy and wrong. ”

“You sound confused. See, I told you not to drink anything nasty. ”

“Hey, it's cool to be angry. Please call me Houdibiz Euallup again! ”

“What's he talking about? ”

Oshora stood up and held onto Minho's chest with Yoon Yi Seul's arms about to cast a splash.

“This can't go on like this, right? I'll put him to bed at our place, and I'll send him in the morning. ”

“Will you? I'd appreciate it if you would. ”

“Bye, brother. Hello, Lee Seol. ”

Yoon Lee Seol bowed to Minho.

“I'm coming, brother.”

“Yes, goodbye. ”

Minho raises her up by stuffing her chin on the table.

“Jinkyu, the surrogate will be here soon. It's in the parking lot, right? ”

“Kang Min-ho, it's you! ”

“Why?”

“I win! ”

Tyrrick.

Minho's front door was opened and closed.

Suddenly, Osora, who came out right away, stayed by Yoon Iseol holding her arm tightly. Why are there so many mountains around Kang Minho?

“Sora! Hehe. ”

What's wrong with this sunny girl? Osora sighed because she thought she wasn't going to make it today.

“Phew.”

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Entire Entertainment Era! Kang Min-ho, starring alone.]

[Today Celebrity Kwon Kyoungong Journalist] Kang Min-ho took the brown tube for a week. Added to the tree drama "Fortune of the Four Seasons," he drove the stagnant viewership to 20%, renewing Friday's Best Viewing Rate of "Smarter Games" to 13.5% and writing a new history of NTV talent.

The action is not over here.

I amazed the audience with unbelievable knowledge at ‘Medical 24: 00' on Saturday night. Shin Dong-hyun, the foreman for the metropolitan meteorological office interviewed as an acquaintance of the patient on that day, said, ”I would like to be a backup pilot.”

Kang Minho's fan meeting, scheduled for Sunday at 3 p.m., was already sold out 3 weeks ago, making it popular.

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- You guys, don't you know you're making the whole broadcast? Empathy 125/Empathy 3620

Did you see the look on the doctors' faces? If it's an act, all those doctors have to learn.

I won the quiz show for Min Ho Wool. You study medicine as a hobby. You look so sexy in a gown. I can't sleep.

- Don't let Alain play the piano and your heart stop beating... Empathy 5302/Unempathy 50

Yeah, right. His heart keeps beating.

b. The last scene is amazing. You don't have an announcement next week, do you think Alain will keep coming?

I'm going crazy. Seo galaxy is good and Kang Min Ho is good. You two are gonna blow up Chemy!

- Guys, what can't Kang Minho do? Is there such a thing? Empathy 2900/Unempathy 200

I'm going to a fan meeting today to find out.

Hey, did you get the tickets? I envy you.

The road to a fan meeting after finishing makeup.

Minho was a little surprised to see that more comments were posted than he usually did on his mobile phone.

“Minho.”

The ball manager who was driving the van said:

“We need to integrate the names of the fans today, do you have any names you'd like? ”

“I don't know.”

“I have a suggestion from Im So-hee... ”

The ball manager who stopped the van in front of the crosswalk turns his head.

“Smart People. What do you think?”