dkrc Chapter 75 A Thing Fell From the Sky...
Chapter 75 A Thing Fell From the Sky...
After exiting Seoul Station, Kang Yeon hailed a taxi.
As soon as the two sat down in the back row, Kim Minjung couldn't wait to turn to the side and say, "Oppa, you know what? Something really amazing happened to me at school this week."
"Um?"
"There's a girl in my class who I wasn't very familiar with before, but this week she suddenly came to ask me about the trainees."
Kim Minjung gestured with her fingers, her little face full of disbelief, "She said she's also learning to dance and wants to participate in SM's Saturday open audition. She wanted me to see how she dances and asked if I had a chance."
As Jiang Yan fastened her seatbelt, he casually asked, "So what did you say?"
"Of course I can't say," Kim Minjung shook his head. "I've only been with the company for a short time, so I can't be of much help. I can only tell her the general process of the interview."
"Hmm, the tail didn't wag, that's not bad."
Jiang Yan chuckled and patted her head, then added, "No matter how long you practice, you have to answer like this from now on. Otherwise, they'll blame you if they don't pass the exam, understand?"
"Alas!" Kim Minjung nodded vigorously, then, as if remembering something, took out his phone from his pocket and scrolled through it.
"By the way, Oppa, Jimin unnie sent me a lot of messages this week. She said she's been practicing a new vocal piece recently, which is really difficult. She can't seem to hit the high notes and her vocal teacher has scolded her several times."
When Jiang Yan heard Liu Zhimin's name, the image of their last encounter flashed through his mind.
The girl told him that she had switched from being a weekend trainee to a weekday trainee, and she was worried that Kim Minjung would misunderstand. I don't know if she made things clear to Minjung later.
Jiang Yan thought this to himself, but he went along with her question and asked, "So what did you say to her?"
"I told her not to rush, take it slow, I couldn't sing high notes at first either. Then she asked me when I was coming to Seoul and said she wanted to have dinner with me."
At this point, Kim Minjung looked up at Kang Yeon, her eyes slightly evasive, "Um, Oppa, Jimin unnie said she's been running into you a lot at the company lately, and that you helped her out, is that true?"
Jiang Yan nodded nonchalantly, "It's not really helping. Besides, I've only run into her once. She said she sees me often, but maybe she saw me when I got off work and I didn't see her."
"Oh," Kim Minjung responded, then lowered his head to continue looking at his phone screen.
The carriage was quiet for a few seconds, then Lin Xiaolu whispered something in Jiang Yan's ear, her tone a little strange: "Jiang Yan, she has a question for you."
Following her words, Jiang Yan turned her head and saw Kim Minjun seemingly casually swiping across the screen.
But Jiang Yan noticed that she pursed her lips quickly two or three times. He was very familiar with this little gesture. She would do this whenever she had something on her mind but didn't know whether she should say it or not, as if she was silently reciting what she wanted to say.
Jiang Yan leaned back in his chair, glanced at her sideways, and said, "Say what you want to say."
Kim Minjung's thoughts were exposed, and the tips of his ears turned slightly red. After hesitating for a moment, he asked softly, "Oppa... what do you think of Jimin unnie?"
Jiang Yan pretended not to understand, "What? How?"
"that is……"
Kim Minjung flipped his phone over and placed it face down on his lap, staring at the street scene outside the car window. His voice trailed off as he said, "It's about whether you think she's a good person, whether she's pretty, whether she has a good personality, and things like that."
Lin Xiaolu floated between the two and burst out laughing when she heard this, but noticing the cold, gloomy gaze beside her, she quickly covered her mouth.
Jiang Yan ignored Lin Xiaolu and gently patted Kim Minjung on the back of the head.
"Hey, Kim Minjung, you went back to Busan, did you just watch TV?"
"Aniyo! I was just asking!" Kim Minjung covered the back of his head, glanced at him quickly, and then immediately lowered his eyes to avoid looking at him.
Jiang Yan rubbed his temples and exhaled. "Liu Zhimin is your friend, but in my eyes she's just a kid, so you don't need to test me indirectly. Your oppa isn't in the mood for that right now."
Kim Minjung's cheeks flushed slightly at his words. He turned his face to the car window and muttered softly, "I didn't say you had those feelings. I was just worried that if you were too nice to Jimin unnie, she might misunderstand."
"Don't worry, she won't misunderstand." Jiang Yan recalled Liu Zhimin's dignified, polite, and principled demeanor, and said irritably, "That child is much more sensible than you."
"Oppa! I just got back and you're criticizing me again!"
The two chatted back and forth, and the atmosphere in the car instantly lost its previous feeling of a long-awaited reunion.
By the time the taxi stopped at the entrance of the old neighborhood alley, it was already quite dark.
Kim Minjung jumped out of the car, looked up at the building, and took a deep breath.
"Ah, I'm finally back."
Jiang Yan paid the fare, picked up her small paper bag and backpack, and got off the bus from the other side. Looking at her exaggerated expression, he couldn't help but laugh: "Okay, okay, stop acting like you've gone abroad to study."
"A week is a long time, okay!" Kim Minjung turned around and said confidently, then twitched her nose and showed a blissful expression on her face, "Oppa, the smell in the hallway is still the same as last week, it's the smell of cooking."
Jiang reached out and gently pushed her on the back of the head. "Alright, stop smelling it, let's go upstairs."
As soon as the two entered the courtyard, before they even had a chance to turn into the building entrance, the landlady stood up from the small stool she usually sat on.
"Young man, you're finally back!"
The landlady greeted us with a smile, clutching a car key in her hand, its silver metal reflecting the light under the streetlights.
Jiang Yan was taken aback. "Grandma, is something the matter?"
"Oh dear, your girlfriend just came by. She waited for you for ages but you didn't show up, so she left the key with me." The landlady said, shoving the key into his hand.
Kim Minjung's steps suddenly froze on the spot.
girlfriend?
When did Oppa get a girlfriend?
She subconsciously turned to look at Jiang Yan, who also looked bewildered, looking down at the car key in his hand, the handle of which was printed with the Hyundai logo.
Jiang Yan asked somewhat uncertainly, "Grandma, are you sure you're not mistaken?"
"What do you mean, wrong? It's that girl from last time, the one who's really pretty, with eyes and eyebrows like someone in a magazine."
The landlady gestured with her hands as she spoke, "She said she parked the car in the parking lot at the intersection, it's white, and you can go and claim it yourself."
At this point, the landlady leaned closer, lowered her voice, and chuckled, "Young man, that girl is really generous. You must treat her well and not be like those unreliable young people who are fickle."
Jiang Yan opened his mouth, wanting to explain that it wasn't his girlfriend, but seeing the landlady's knowing look, he swallowed his words and bowed slightly, saying, "Yes, thank you, Grandma, I understand."
After the landlady walked away, Kim Minjung turned around, looked up at him with her little face, and said with a forced smile, "Oppa, what's this noona? So generous, even giving away a car?"
Jiang Yan looked at the face in front of him. It was clearly smiling, but those round eyes were filled with the words "I'm not happy."
He sighed softly, picked up the keys, and was about to explain when Kim Minjung preempted him, exclaiming in an exaggerated tone, "That's right, Jinri unnie is a nona, the one who delivers the pink gift box at the company is a nona, and now there's another nona who delivers the car. Oppa has so many nona, more than I knew in school."
After she finished speaking, she snorted, crossed her arms, and walked upstairs, deliberately making a clattering sound with her footsteps.
Before Jiang Yan could say anything, Lin Xiaolu floated beside him, rolling around laughing, "Hahaha, it's over, it's over, the vinegar jar has completely overflowed, you're in for it now!"