Entertainment life from early spring

"Look at the stage road with the catwalk inside this hall, but how long is this road? Are the audience curious about this?" Kwon Yuri unfolded the script with a green cover in his hand and asked the people who were in the same group with him.

The two members asked for advice: "I counted it. During the rehearsal, it took about 25 steps for the model to walk out and pose. How many steps would it take if we walked?"

"40? 50?" She rearranged the white hairband that had fallen off. Jessica waved her hands back and forth in boredom: "How about we give it a try? Or you can ask the staff."

"Why are you talking so much? Let's just go and see." Today, Lee Soon-gyu, who was wearing a side ponytail, made his hands like claws and grabbed the end of the ponytail hard to make the fluffy texture more prominent. Although his legs are not long, they are very fast.

Soon, I felt like I had rushed to the entrance to the backstage in a few steps, and stuck my head out: "Let's actually record it~, and help me take two nice photos of Yu Li~"

Seeing that the camera was focused on the exit where Lee Soon-gyu was about to appear, Jung Soo-yeon put her arms around her shoulders, her straight back slumped in front of the camera, pressed down on the seat of the auditorium, sat on it, crossed her legs, and tilted her head back.

The voice that no one can hear muttered alone: ​​"You guys are playing, I'm so hot...and I haven't had breakfast yet..."

Kim Taeyeon quietly touched the chair directly behind Jessica, bent forward and stuck her head out to scare her. Jessica just raised her head and bumped their foreheads together hard, causing both of them to cry out in pain.

"Isn't it because you got up late that you skipped breakfast? In order to avoid washing the dishes." He lifted up his bangs and rubbed his palms against his forehead, then angrily threw the sandwich in his hand forward into Jessica's arms:

"I brought you food so you don't have to wash the dishes, but you even kowtowed on my head."

Holding the heated sandwich in his hand, he exchanged his hands back and forth to try to cool it down as quickly as possible. He pinched a corner and placed it on the armrest. He turned around and knelt down on the chair, stretched out his arms and pinched it with his hands that had been heated by the sandwich.

Kim Taeyeon rubbed her fleshy cheeks a few times: "Hey Yigu, thank you Wuli Taegu for taking care of me all the time. Hey Yigu, you are so cute."

"Ouch, let go, my cheeks hurt." She reached out and patted Jung Soo-yeon's forehead. Kim Taeyeon looked at the conspicuous red marks on her forehead, lifted her bangs and rubbed them twice. When she looked up, she saw Lee Soon-gyu wearing a cold expression.

With a gorgeous expression, she walked out of the backstage with model steps: "What are they doing..."

"I don't know..." He released his hands holding Kim Taeyeon's cheeks, felt the cold hands on his forehead, and stretched his head forward a little comfortably to make it easier for her to touch: "I seemed to be guessing the length of the stage just now.

With."

"It's about twenty meters long and three meters wide. The floor is made of PVC."

"Oh no!" The sudden voice from the low-pitched boy made the two of them widen their eyes and look at the figure sitting there who didn't know when: "PD Lin? When did you sit there?"

Lin Yuliang crossed his legs and saw Li Shungui's expression changing from confident in the first twenty steps to embarrassed that he still hadn't completed the journey after more than thirty steps. He suppressed a smile and imitated the tone he just heard in response to the two of them.

Question: "Probably start from 'Hey Yi Gu, so cute.'"

The thick nasal voice barely eased the numbness caused by Lin Yuliang's malicious imitation, but even this made the two people's fingers curl up.

"I just met Sooyoung

Even the skirts are like this. Speaking of which, are you grouped according to color? Yoona’s side is black, and your clothes are all white.”

Jessica gathered up her skirt and sat up straight on the chair. Lin Yuliang's question made her raise her eyebrows: "I wear it this way because the solid colors will not affect other people's viewing when watching the fashion show. PD Lin is obviously doing a fashion show, but she doesn't."

Do you know?"

Kim Taeyeon, who was originally in the back row, also ran down in small steps and sat next to Jessica. She leaned forward and turned to look at Lin Yuliang: "I saw the pure white sweater you wore today, PD Lin, and thought you knew it."

"This is also my first time doing a fashion exhibition, okay? Moreover, I am responsible for lighting and photography, which are two common areas of work." He pulled up the front of the sweater and looked at it. He scratched his cheek awkwardly with his fingers and muttered in a low voice: "Cough.

, then you have to thank me, senior sister?”

The click of high heels on the floor gradually approached, and a clear and magnetic voice entered Lin Yuliang's ears: "Yu Liang Oppa? Why are you here too? Were you invited to see the fashion show?"

With a smile, he turned his head in the direction of the sound and looked up and down at the three people walking shoulder to shoulder: "Long time no see, Xiaoxian. How are you doing with your exams and dance practice lately? Look at my strange combination before.

Looks like someone who cares about fashion."

"Hey, it's been a long time, Oppa Yuliang." He bowed solemnly and nodded seriously. Xu Zhuxian stared at Lin Yuliang with bright eyes: "Oppa, the reference materials and notes you gave Yoona and Ernie are very useful. I can also use them later."

Just lend it to me. I've also practiced dancing well, although not all Ernie likes the songs this time."

"Ah~! You don't need to talk to PD Lin about this kind of thing, maknae!" Kim Taeyeon patted the armrest and resisted Jung Soo-yeon's pull and stood up: "I really felt that the song was not good, so I said it, Soo-yeon and

Yu Li also agrees with me!"

...

Choi Soo-young and Lim Yoon-ah stood beside Hong Zhongxian, one on the left and the other on the right. They were holding notebooks and looked a bit like reporters interviewing them.

"How does it feel to wear a skirt?" Choi Soo-young threw a simple straight ball. As a batter, Hong Zhongxian shook his body uneasily from side to side and tried to hit the ball.

Lim Yoon-ah and Choi Soo-young cooperated tacitly, and as a catcher, they successfully caught the ball: "Maybe you had to remove the hair on your legs to wear a dress today?"

He pursed his lips tightly and licked his dry lips, lowered his head and swayed his eyes from side to side. His face began to turn red like a cooked lobster. Hong Zhongxian replied softly: "Yes, I went to the bathroom to prepare myself."

"If I wear very special clothes, will I feel less confident on stage?" Lin Yoona, holding a carbon pen between her fingers and a notebook spread out on her arm, looked at Hong Zhongxian with a searching look: "Have you ever experienced timidity?

?”

"I'm more worried about POSE than timid, for example..."

With the help of the lights backstage, I was carefully recording Hong Zhongxian's answers in my notebook. Suddenly, a black figure ran out of the clothing room, bumped into Lin Yoona's shoulder and pushed her aside. He rarely apologized without panicking.

People ran out of the back door.

"Ah, what's going on?" Lin Yuner, who fell to the ground, rubbed her lower back and looked at the man running out in confusion. There was a torn piece of clothing hanging on the hanger next to her.

"Yooner, are you okay?" Cui Xiuying stretched out her hand and pulled Lin Yoona up from the ground, looking around to help her dust off: "Does it hurt from the fall? Is it okay?"

A staff member of the planning team walked into the clothing room with new clothes. Within seconds, a loud roar came from the room: "What's going on! How did this dress become like this?! Hurry up and let the repair team know

Come here. How did you two get in? Show me your work ID!"