Poten

Minho once muttered ‘Smart People’ to the ball manager. It sounded fine, but I didn't feel like this.

“You don't have to confirm it yet, do you? ”

“Of course, Min-ho, you can do whatever you want. We emphasized smartness only when we were anonymous, but now we all know Minho is great. You can also highlight other images. ”

“Another image? ”

“Why, isn't Min-ho's drama filled with drama? ”

The ball manager shines his eyes and says,

“How about a romantic for the next image? You know Kim Soo from Mars is going crazy in China, raising the highest share price in this position? Min-ho can do it. To Asia, not Korea! ”

Minho quickly responded, feeling a burden on the ball manager's excited voice.

“I'm not that greedy. For now, I'm satisfied with just smart images. ”

“Yes, yes. ”

Minho turned his head to his cell phone instead of talking more about planting faith. The more the ball manager drinks the kimchi soup first, the more tired he becomes.

“Lee Do-yoon.”

As the van departs, Kim Cody in the backseat calls the ball manager. The ball manager says, "Why? I looked at him.

“I have to apply for a costume next week evening, but what else is there besides Minho's drama schedule? ”

“Stand down. Pilot meeting with the PD. Film camera test by Songdoha. You might be moving a lot, so be prepared to be active. ”

Minho asked the ball manager who was answering his nostrils.

“Camera test? ”

“Since you've deserted the scenario this time, you might want to gather actors from the state to audition for something similar. The script was published at that time and immediate action tests were.... ”

While talking about the schedule, Minho took her mobile phone and searched for other celebrities' official fan clubs.

Since Idol Group is' Beauty 'and' Angel ’, there were many different kinds of girls' names, but celebrities with old activities used fan club names that reflected their characteristics. Celebrities who are often told that they have long hair and a horse statue are called ‘Stables’, or the band Rose Hotel is called 'Check-In’.

‘Whether it's okay or unusual, I think it'll be enough if it means something. ’

Min-ho, who had finished outlining her thoughts, asked the ball manager to check the order of the fan meetings that were sitting next to her.

“How many are coming today? ”

“It will be 500 people. He applied for 30,000 people and got picked up by Corporate Relations. ”

“That much? ”

Usually fan meetings were followed by a comment from the ball manager that no matter how popular they were, they did not invite too many fans to narrow their distance to the stars.

“Almost there. Be prepared.”

Minho checked the site building from afar and hung a backpack of the packed items on his shoulder.

3 p.m. LT Art Hall Theatre.

Under the stage with the banner of Kang Minho's 1st fan meeting, 500 people were murmuring. Expecting a meeting that would take place shortly, everyone expressed excited expectations with the person in front of them and the person next to them.

“You got your first ride up from Busan to see Minho today. ”

“Wow, you've come a long way. I used to love Lee Jin-ho, who was dearer than flowers, and I burned Alain. ”

“Oh my, oh my. Me, too!"

“Jinho, I'm sorry! ”

“I haven't forgotten Jin Ho. But I'm sorry!”

Since they were gathered for one purpose, I was mostly friendly in an instant even when I first saw them. Moreover, the two junior high school fans who were in the front seat quickly became friends because they had lined up early.

Sweet.

The lights went out in the auditorium and beams were projected on the screen on one side of the stage. The noise of the people who were chattering abated, and the subtitle [European Traveler of Kang Minho] came to mind.

- Hello, everyone. I'm Kang Minho. I'm on my way to the airport right now. For the games in Paris and for the Swiss photo shoot…….

It just appeared on the screen, but the two fangirls in the front were cheering loudly and focused on Minho's words.

- I've arrived in Paris. You see that?

A well-edited self-camera video began as if you were enjoying your trip together.

- Minho. If we film this like this....

Taekyong, I told you I was taking a shower!

When Minho ran into the bathroom and closed the sugar bath door, a large number of female fans pulled their necks out and focused on the screen.

- Kang Min-ho, I'm a fan. Could it be that at the zoo…….

- Dingo is fine.

- Youth Journal's Most Popular. Hanwha. Dingo…….

- He is safe.

When I met people overseas, a smile burst out of the audience as Kang Minho continued to talk about Dingo.

Minho is playing the piano…… isn't it cute for you fans to see?

For 10 minutes, the video continued to be hidden from the public.

“Playing the piano in that cafe or something. This isn't the same screen as Alain, is it? ”

“Yes, it's a private video. ”

Whenever the video changed, the two girl fans who were chattering nonstop and commenting became very excited about when Minho would come up on stage. However, Minho did not appear even though the screen was turned off.

“Why isn't it coming out? You're ashamed to show me you're naked? ”

“It only took a second. ”

“But I saw it all. There's just something I want to sleep with. ”

At that moment, the man who was holding his hat tightly next to the fangirls turned around and asked.

“You want to sleep with me just right? ”

A girl fan turns her head in a thick voice. Then I met Minho who was smiling.

“Hey, it's Mom. ”

Minho got up from his seat after stroking the middle school girl's head. One of the pins shined on Minho, and people's gazes flooded in.

“Who's there?”

“Kang Min-ho?”

“It's Min-ho! ”

Minho used the disguise solution obtained during his trip to Europe to hide his identity perfectly among the fans. Everyone was startled by his surprise.

Minho jumped onstage and took off his plain design jacket. A refreshing suit with a live line reveals itself. He bows politely to his fans and cheers throughout the small theater.

“Why were you hiding? ”

“I was right next to him, but I didn't know. ”

Minho ran a step forward and handed him the microphone. Minho straightened his voice and said.

“Hello, everyone. I'm Kang Minho. First of all, thank you all for coming to my first fan meeting. Oh, by the way, I've also prepared something for you guys to feel, but please bear with me for two minutes. ”

Minho pulled out the earphone that was connected to the 'Mai Mai’ in his pocket and stuck it in his ear. Taking a short breath, he takes the microphone to his mouth.

“To meet you...”

Minho started singing a song called Regular Menu of Fan Meetings, and a soft piano accompaniment flowed from the stage speaker.

“― I can feel your hair. ”

Minho's voice that added lyrics to the grim melody spread to every corner of the hall and captured people's ears.

Minho's gaze, which was singing in a loud voice, was towards the fangirls in front of him. One of the girl fans who had come from the water source was completely fascinated.

“Hair?”

A fan of the Busan girl swung her head.

“Is he singing to you? Min-ho touched her hair. Let me touch it, too. ”

“Don't touch my head! Fly away! ”

Both girls' conversations surrounded them, and they couldn't help but laugh.

“― that you are an amazing person."

Minho's song continued to enter the aftermath. Everyone nodded, even those who didn't expect a surprise song gift.

“I like your voice. ”

“I see.”

Soon, the song that followed in succession from the sneak appearances ended. I cheered on Minho's surprise gift with applause for her fans as well as her male fans.

Minho glanced at the audience onstage.

"I hope it was okay."

I only added the breaths and utterances of the singer who used it as cassette tape yesterday, but the feeling changed a bit. It was also seen in Minho's eyes that the audience liked it, even though the bandwidth was not as good or as good as the professional singers.

“Kang Min-ho! Kang Min-ho! ”

Kang Min-ho's name echoed in the hall for a long time after someone joined him.

“Thank you."

At the end of Minho's words, there was a terrifying reaction.

“That was awesome!”

“Minho, are you going to be a singer? ”

“Anchol! I have a song! ”

This was the first time I had ever encountered fans all at once, and Minho was captivated by the feelings I had never felt in my life.

‘Fan meetings are like this. ’

I could tell by the look in his eyes. People who will like it even if they don't care about something and try to show it. At the same time, I was surprised to find myself sitting together like this just because I like myself.

“Nice to meet you, everyone. ”

“I said hello. ”

“Did you?”

When I felt like talking to my friends, the pressure and tension I had about the fan meeting melted away.

“Well, I'll start right away in the order I prepared it. ”

“Brother! Give me one stroke of my hair! ”

A fan of girls with shiny hands. Minho laughed and called the girl fan to the front of the stage as she was eager to get on the first ride from Busan.

“Didn't you say you can't forget Lee Jin-ho? ”

“No, I forgot! ”

“It's okay. You don't have to forget. I'm not that stuffy. Do you want me to get you an autograph? ”

“Really?"

“Hey, you haven't forgotten. ”

“Ewing.”

Min-ho took off his hat and put it on the head of the girl who was making the tears.

“Here. A gift. ”

“Wow!"

The girl fan who was returning to her seat with a big mouth spread a smile on the mouths of other fans.

Minho put his mouth on the microphone and looked backstage.

“Hey ball manager, I heard he's from Busan. Please take care of the car fare when you go. I'm a fan of Lee Jin-ho, so I don't join Anticafe if you treat me well. ”

“No!”

Once she felt like a friend, she was relaxed as if she was treating an acquaintance who had come to the houses.

The first order was conversation time with fans.

“Before coming in, did you write down your questions and put them in the box? I'm going to take them out one by one now. ”

Minho sat on a chair set up on the stage and put his hand in a box full of paper.

“Let's see. What's the ideal type? Who asked you this? ”

Behind the audience, a woman in her late twenties raised her hand.

“Huh? Nice to meet you. You're my ideal.”

“Woo!”

The fans provoked me in a natural way. Minho smiled and took out one of the answers he had prepared with the ball manager.

“Actually, there is no other type of ideal. If you're just there, and you have a nice girl, you say," Are you interested in me? You're pretty, huh? ’I feel better at some point. Well, technically, a woman who's naturally getting better is an ideal. ”

“That's why you're here, isn't it? ”

The Busan girl fan cried out. Minho lowered his voice with a clear face and asked.

“Why? Is Lee Jin-ho making you do it? Are you going to expose your passion?"

“No, you don't! ”

When the face of the puffy Busan girl was captured on the camera outside and appeared on the screen, a few people emerged.

Minho held the next questionnaire in his hand.

- The doctor was dreaming? How do you know so much?

“Who asked you this question? ”

In the middle of the audience, a man in his early twenties raised his hand.

“I had a close relationship with the professor of Emergency Medicine at AN hospital, and I learned a few things. There's been a bit of an exaggeration on the broadcast. I know all the doctors there, but sometimes I tell them to save the broadcast, and they pass it on on on. ”

- Do you want to play the part?

“I'm thinking about it. It's the first time I've mentioned it here, but I'm also preparing a movie. Oh, we might fail the camera test, so let's just keep it between us. Shh!"

- What can't you do?

“There's a lot I can't do. But I can tell you one thing, no matter how good I am by accident, you don't have to be surprised. At this point, I'll let you in on a big secret. In fact, when I was a kid, I was struck by lightning and my superpower was.... Busan girl, are you laughing? ”

Concerning her ability to show or the behind-the-scenes story, Minho replied with a relaxing joke in the story she prepared.

Given the good atmosphere, the conversation with the fans continued beyond the original scheduled 30 minutes.

Through the draw, I called my fans onstage to give them gifts and find time to take pictures.

“Thirty-seven times? ”

“Me!”

Minho gave a gift box to a woman in her early twenties who was first in her class, and suddenly the stage screen lit up.

"Huh?

Minho turned his head in surprise because of the unexpected event.

The screen reminded me of the subtitle [Kang Min Ho is so ~ good reason].

- Every time I watch it, I heal a lot, and I feel like I'm becoming an energy station.

- I was attracted to the sweet side.

- Always clear. You're good at broadcasting, and you're not a fan of this guy.

Minho interviews fans secretly. That was a surprise gift from fans to themselves.

- I'm just so happy that you're a fan. I hope that you will continue to give joy to people like me.

- I want a lot of broadcast! I'll cheer you on!

Minho watched the interview without saying anything. In the meantime, the lights go out in the audience and the fans turn on the mini lamp in their hands.

The light produced letters one by one.

[Cool Min Ho]

After checking all the words that followed, Minho felt something that was unknowingly cold and rushing up from his heart.

“Thank you, everyone. ”

Busan Girl Fan and Suwon Girl Fan shook the lamp.

“Min-ho, I love you! ”

“Me too, me too! ”

Minho said to the people.

“I'm vaguely here and I'm getting a really good gift. I love you guys. ”

Minho suddenly thought that fans full of this place were just as cool as he was.

Celebrities who are loved by smart people. The number of 500 made Minho even stronger.

That was the name of the official fan club that I had been thinking about for a while.

* * *

Hoodluck.

The dark sky is damp and rains begin to pour down. The car just stopped on one side of Gangnam, where there is an officetel called 'Starhills’.

“Oh, it rains a lot when you say it's under the influence of the storm. ”

Looking out the window, the writer, Hong Eun-suk, turns his head to the sleeping galaxy in the passenger seat.

“Galaxy, here we are. Go back to sleep.”

“Wow! Thank you, Writer Hong. ”

Open your eyes, Booth. Her eyes widen as she looks around.

“This isn't my house. ”

“Really? Is this the wrong place? Nevi's strange. I'm sure the Milky Way has led me to someone I'd like to see. ”

I realized where this place was just now, standing on the cheeky face of the Hong writer surrounding the absurd excuse.

“Mi-ho, come to Min-ho's house. ”

Writer Hong yawned, tapping his mouth.

“Galaxy, I'm so tired, can we get out of here? I have to shoot the studio early tomorrow, so I owe it to Kang Min-ho. ”

“I didn't tell you, but how.... ”

“Why? You two are close. ”

Huff.

Seo Eun-hyun, who was thrown into the rain, gazed at the Hong writer behind the window with his words blocked. I just came up to Seoul after the local filming, and I'm about to be thrown away with a bag.

“Is this the right time for rain? ”

“I don't know what. Something happens when you get wet. ”

“Writer Hong! ”

“Bye-bye. I'll pick you up in the morning.”

Seeing the red writer's car, Hanani left, he lost his marvellous words.

1: 00 a.m.

Standing in the slow lane without a taxi, Minho turns his head toward the officetel where Minho lives.

“Oh, I shouldn't have made that phone call. ”

I knew Minho's house was on the 10th floor.

I had to go to the station early in the morning, and I couldn't help but notice that Writer Hong was coming here. Seo Eun walked into the entrance of the officetel in the rain.

The elevator stopped on the 10th floor.

Through the hallway with only night-lights on, eyes remained on her cell phone, sending a silent signal in front of 1012.

“I'm not answering. I thought you said you were busy with your meetings. ”

I pressed the bell just in case, but there was no answer. As she turned her head, she was surprised to see another elevator door open and four young women walking out.

“I'm tired of practicing choreography!”

“Cowley, shall we have dinner? ”

“Enough. I'm going to take a shower and cut it off. ”

I heard that Funkyline lives in the front house, so I thought it would be a big deal if I met him like this. Luckily, the hallway was dim and I wasn't looking this way, but there was a 100% chance that I would run into him if I went out like this.

Seo Eun-hwa put her hand on the front door lock. I suddenly remembered that I wrote a number that was easy to remember, so I pressed on it or something.

She pressed Minho's birthday, the day she debuted as a professional gamer, etc. I can't believe she pressed one number combination.

‘Oh no.'

Her cheeks turn red, but she rushes inside and closes the door.

"My birthday? Min-ho, too. '

As soon as I closed it, the sound of chatter from the other side of the hall got closer.

“Conch, what am I going to wear when I leave? ”

“Wear something. ”

“Last time I saw you, you said you were a fashion terrorist. ”

Funkyline's voice disappears. Seo Eun looked at her body soaked in the dark living room and rain.

“What am I doing? ”

This situation is trespassing in Minho's house. Seo Eun-hye shakes her head. She calls a cab home and tries to open the door again. She looks popular inside and tilts her head.

“Minho?”

When I entered the living room, I noticed that the bedroom door was wide open. Inside, there was a light leaking out and I looked closer.

“Ah……. ”

I smiled as I stood behind Minho, who was unconscious in his outdoor clothes. Someone seems to have been drinking alcohol to Minho, who can't dance.

I come close and shake my shoulders a little, but I don't move. I've seen it before, but it never wakes up.

“I need to close my eyes for a moment before I wake up. I owe you one, Minho. ”

Seogyeong kissed Minho's cheek and went to the bathroom.

“Ugh, my head. ”

Minho raises his head with a sticky goal. Looking at the clock, it's 3: 00 in the morning. I remember having a nice drink with the field steps from Duponte, but after that it was dark. It was like he came home and laid down properly on the bed.

“I don't like their beer. ”

Minho came out of the living room thinking he needs to sleep with cool water because his throat is burning. Then I found a man lying on the couch.

The Milky Way, a woman with a beautiful silhouette on her back.

I was about to lose my mind.

‘Oh, what... ’

It seemed to me that I was seeing things that were mixed up with locks and spirits.

“I miss you so much. Stay with me."

As he slaps his cheek, the galaxy turns around and says, ”Meow!” She was even wearing the T-shirt Minho had laid out on the drying deck.

‘The details of this dream are over. ’

After approaching her, Minho mutters to himself in a nonsense manner.

“Someone thinks the galaxy showered here. ”

Minho felt a clear sense of warmth as he tapped the cheek of the West Galaxy.

“ ……. ”

She must have been a real figure, asleep without a hint of tiredness. Minho saw a light flashing on his cell phone lying on the living room table, indicating a missed call. As soon as I pinch my cheek properly, I'm like, "Ow!” The groaning came out by itself.

‘The galaxy is sleeping in our living room. ’

Minho's sleep and spirits fled at the same time.

“Ugh, Milky Way. ”

“Oh... Min-ho. Are you awake? Here's what happened... ”

Seeing her fall asleep again, Min Ho swallowed a groan, reflexively answering without even opening her eyes.

Undefended.

Her neck was loosened, revealing the collarbone on her shoulders, causing Minho's chest to flutter unconditionally.

Minho flinches at the sight of his hand going up and handing over the head of the sleeping West Galaxy. She smiles with a pleasant look, but not only that, she doesn't react due to fatigue.

“Minho, man. You are intelligent.”

Minho, who had almost regained her identity, ran to the kitchen and grabbed the jar on the table.

“It's for her. ”

Immediately, Minho, who drank the bobbing, laughed and bravely fell on the table.

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I was going to spend three dollars on this one and the last one, and I pushed it into second-rate architecture, because instead of forcing it to make five or six thousand characters, it looks like it's better to have enough fun at the same time.

This chapter ends here and I will return to the new chapter on Monday.