Peninsula: It’s just a dream, are you serious?

Chapter 9 Let's meet Xiaoyan
The morning light was dim, and the soft sunlight slipped into the room through the gaps in the curtains.

On the bed, Chen Yan slowly opened his eyes, regained his consciousness briefly, and then sat up, carefully recalling the dream he had last night.

Last night's dream was not as clear as the one I had yesterday afternoon.

But it was not like before where it was completely dark and only negative emotions could be sensed.

There was a faint light all around in the dream mirror, and he could not see the surrounding scenery clearly. There was only a vague figure standing in front of him, who seemed to be saying something, but he could not hear the sound.

The figure's face was very blurry, only a pair of eyes were somewhat clear. Those eyes were curved into crescents, revealing the figure's joy.

In Chen Yan's perception, after just a few minutes, the surrounding scene suddenly shattered, and then when he opened his eyes, it was already dawn.

However, those eyes seem a little familiar.

After thinking about it for a while and coming up with no clue, Chen Yan put the matter aside for the time being.

Next time I dream about it, maybe I will have more information.

I picked up the phone next to the pillow and the time showed 8:06.

The classes are in the afternoon, so there is nothing to do in the morning.

After getting up, washing up, Chen Yan left the dormitory and walked towards the school gate as usual.

He planned to go to the bakery near the school to have some bread for breakfast.

Compared to the traditional Korean breakfast of rice and soybean paste soup in the school cafeteria, which tastes bad, he would rather walk a little further to eat bread and think of it as an early morning walk.

Walking into the familiar store, Chen Yan skillfully ordered bread and milk, and found a seat to sit down.

There are not many people in the store. A bakery in a university town will not be occupied by office workers in the morning. Most of the people who come here are college students.

"Adu"

Not long after Chen Yan took out his phone, a message popped up.

Taeyeon Noona: [picture.jpg]

Taeyeon noona: Today’s breakfast╮(╯▽╰)╭

Click on the picture, there is a banana, a few cherry tomatoes, and a small bottle of yogurt.

Chen Yan couldn't help but sigh again about the difficulties faced by female idols. Just at this moment, the clerk brought over bread and milk.

I picked up my phone and took a picture of the breakfast in front of me.

Chen Yan: This is my breakfast.

Kim Taeyeon: Humph, it’s not much richer than mine, so I feel balanced.

Kim Taeyeon looked at the picture and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

Start sharing your daily three meals.

Chen Yan: Nuna, do you eat like this every day?
Taeyeon: If I have a schedule, I basically eat like this. When I have a break, I can eat a little more indulgently.

Chen Yan: Oh, I see.

Taeyeon noona: How is the injury on your hand, Xiaoyan? Does it still hurt?
Chen Yan subconsciously moved his hand and only felt a slight pain.

Chen Yan: It’s okay, Nuna, it doesn’t hurt anymore.

Taeyeon noona: That’s good. Remember to go to the hospital to change the dressing.

Chen Yan: Okay, I got it.

The two chatted for a few more minutes, and then Kim Taeyeon went to get busy.

Chen Yan finished his breakfast and walked out of the bakery.

Seeing that it was almost time for the doctor to work, I went to a nearby private clinic to change my medicine.

There are only a few large hospitals on the peninsula, but private clinics are widely distributed.

I looked at the wound on my hand and it was healing well.

Chen Yan estimated that the wound would be completely scabbed in two or three days.

After changing the medicine, I came out of the clinic and walked back to school.

He didn't go out to eat at noon, but just had a meal in the school cafeteria.

I arrived at the classroom for the afternoon class. Since there was still some time before the class started, there were not many people in the classroom.

It’s not the beginning of the freshman year anymore, and freshmen usually arrive in the classroom a few minutes early.

In just two or three weeks, they will naturally shed their newborn appearance and quickly become old hands.

If you can arrive at class on time, never be a minute early.

Arriving five minutes early is just lost youth.

After nodding and greeting the people he knew, Chen Yan found a seat in the back row and sat down.

After a while, a figure sat down next to him.

It was Park In Jae, whom I hadn't seen for almost a day. He was still holding an iced Americano, a faint smile on his face, looking just like he had when we parted yesterday.

Chen Yan noticed something different: "Did you stay up all night again last night?"

It is said that people on the Peninsula have evolved to lose their sleep. If Chen Yan did not know his roommate well enough, if he replaced his roommate with someone he was not familiar with, he would definitely not be able to tell that this was someone who had stayed up all night.

Park In Jae's mouth corners raised slightly, and his expression seemed to be savoring something.

"Oh my god, I haven't been there for a while, so I can't control myself."

Chen Yan didn't say anything else, but just handed over the textbook he had brought for the other party.

"Thank you."

Park In Jae took the textbook, smiled and thanked him, then looked at Chen Yan's hand:

"How's your hand? Have you changed the medicine?"

"Yeah, I changed it this morning, nothing happened."

Park In-jae nodded and changed the topic to chat with Chen Yan.

For example, he met a girl who impressed him at the bar last night, and the girl who walked in the clouds with him at the end was a little moist.

Park In Jae didn't stop until the teacher walked into the classroom.

Today's class is their last class before graduation, and this course will also end next week.

"Okay, that's all for this class. Go back and work in small groups. Give me a PowerPoint presentation on the music history I taught. This will serve as your final exam. Each group will then have someone give a presentation in class next week."

After the standard 45 minutes, the teacher gave us the final assignment, packed up our things and left.

Chen Yan closed the textbook and felt the gazes from the side.

He calmly raised a finger and said, "A Korean beef barbecue meal, and you give the speech."

Park In Jae nodded quickly: "No problem!"

Similar scenes have been played out many times over the past few years, which is one of the reasons why the two roommates of different nationalities were able to get to know each other and establish a friendship.

It’s not that Chen Yan is a pushover and wouldn’t refuse such a thing.

It’s just that you are in a foreign country and if you can get along well with your roommates, then the natural choice is to get along well with them.

Moreover, Park In-jae is not a freeloader. In addition to giving substantial thanks every time, he also provides PPTs and speeches.

The main point is that I won’t do anything for free, my gratitude is not just verbal, and I won’t let you do it all by yourself.

It's not that he is uneducated, he just doesn't like to spend time doing this kind of written homework.

In his words, "I might as well spend more time chatting with my sister at the bar instead of doing this. That's not wasting my time."

In the next few days, Chen Yan lived his college life peacefully. The injury on his hand had healed, and his last course in college was completed successfully.

All that's left is his final thesis and internship, and then he'll graduate successfully.

"click"

After helping Jin Chengxun organize some documents, Chen Yan walked out of his office and closed the door.

In addition to helping him, Jin Chengxun also talked to him about his graduation thesis.

It would be best if the paper is related to the music of the Peninsula, such as insights into the development of K-pop, or focusing on a certain musical style.

Chen Yan thought about it and to be honest, Kpop itself doesn’t actually have much substance, it’s all “borrowed”.

It would be better to elaborate on a certain type of music or style.

In short, as long as we lead it towards Europe and the United States, there will be no problem in the end. After all, he is the father.

As I pondered this question carefully, a light bulb suddenly lit up in my head, and the name of a girl group emerged - f(x).

The music style of this girl group is not only unique in the Peninsula, but also more inclined to the European and American styles.

The more he thought about it, the more appropriate it seemed, so Chen Yan directly decided on the topic of his graduation thesis.

When he reached the dormitory door, he collected his thoughts, took out his key, and opened the door.

"Adu"

A message alert sounds.

Taeyeon Noona: Xiaoyan, I have a day off tomorrow. Are you free tomorrow? If you are, let's meet up.

　The new book is launched, please read it every day.

　　Catch-up reading is especially important for new books.

　　Thanks to Lazy Bean for the 10,000-dollar reward!

　　Thank you Cang Qiong Qing for the 500-point reward!
　　Thank you all for your monthly tickets and recommendation tickets!
　　Thanks, Xiaoguo!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)