More than half a month has passed since the end-of-month evaluation, and Ouyangguang still maintains a high-intensity training rhythm every day.

In the vocal studio, he had just finished practicing high notes, with beads of sweat on his forehead. Outside the window, the sun was setting, and the orange-red light shone through the glass window onto the black keys of the piano.

"Ouyangguang, come here for a moment." Teacher Han Yuzhu's voice came from behind.

Ouyang Guang turned around and saw the teacher standing at the door with a serious expression but a barely perceptible smile.

His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his fingers unconsciously tightened the edge of the music score. "Teacher, do you have something to ask me?" He asked tentatively, and various possibilities flashed through his mind - was there something wrong with the last assessment? Or...

"Remember the last time I told you about the concert?" Han Yuzhu took a few steps closer and lowered his voice, "You have performed very well, and Director Jin often asks me about your situation."

Ouyangguang felt his throat tighten, he swallowed and nodded. The light from the window cast changing shadows on his face, illuminating the expectation flashing in his eyes.

"Even Chairman Lee Soo Man has been paying attention to you." Han Yuzhu's next words made Ouyang Guang's eyes widen, "Now the chairman wants to see you, come with me."

Ouyang Guang almost forgot to breathe. Chairman Lee Soo Man? The legendary figure who created the entire SM empire?

He mechanically followed Han Yuzhu out of the vocal studio, and the lights in the corridor suddenly became glaring. He looked down at his simple T-shirt and training pants, and suddenly realized that he was dressed too casually.

"Teacher, do I need to change my clothes?" he asked in a low voice, with undisguised nervousness in his voice.

Han Yuzhu shook his head: "No, the president looks at your ability, not your appearance. What's more, you are so beautiful and outstanding!" He paused and added: "Relax, this is a good thing."

Ouyang Guang took a deep breath, trying to calm his violently beating heart.

They took the elevator up to the upper floors of the company, and every step made Ouyang Guang feel like he was walking in a dream.

Han Yuzhu knocked on the door gently, and a deep voice of "Come in" came from inside.

The office was simpler than Ouyangguang had imagined, and outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was the night view of Seoul.

Chairman Lee Soo Man sat behind the large office table, while Director Kim and another man in a suit whom Ouyang Guang did not recognize stood beside him. The three of them looked at Ouyang Guang at the same time, causing him to straighten his back unconsciously.

"President, this is the Ou Yangguang I mentioned to you." Han Yuzhu introduced.

Chairman Lee Soo Man took off his glasses and looked Ouyang Guang up and down with sharp eyes. "Sit down." He pointed to the chair opposite.

Ouyangguang sat down carefully, his hands placed neatly on his knees. He noticed that on the president's desk was a training file of his, which was densely covered with comments.

"I have watched all of your monthly evaluation videos." Lee Soo Man said straight to the point, "Your performance surprised me greatly. Not only do you look great, but your abilities have also improved a lot. You have performed very well in all aspects."

Ouyang Guang didn't expect that the president had actually seen his performance. He didn't know how to respond for a moment, so he could only bow slightly and say, "Thank you, president."

"Just call me teacher. Your vocal stability is very good and your stage performance is also very impressive." Lee Soo Man flipped through the files. "Director Kim told me that you can also play a musical instrument?"

"Yes, teacher. I can play drums, guitar, bass and cello." Ouyang Guang answered, his voice an octave higher than before. He quickly cleared his throat, "I performed in a band in junior high school."

Director Jin then interjected, "Since he joined the company last year, his performance has been very stable. Especially in terms of teamwork, other trainees have given him high praise."

The man in the suit - Ouyang Guang later learned that he was the head of the performance department, Mr. Park - also nodded and agreed: "The family concert is being prepared recently, and we need such a versatile person to practice."

Chairman Lee Soo Man crossed his hands on the table and made a decision: "The company plans to have you participate in the two SMTOWN shows in Seoul and Shanghai this year."

Ouyang Guang felt dizzy, as if smoke exploded in front of his eyes. SMTOWN? The family concert that brought together all the artists of the company?

He couldn't believe his ears and gripped the armrests of the chair tightly, fearing that he would wake up from this beautiful dream.

"Minister Park will tell you the specific arrangements." Lee Soo Man stood up, which meant the conversation was over. "Do your best."

Ouyang Guang hurriedly stood up and bowed at an angle of almost 90 degrees: "Thank you teacher for giving me this opportunity, I will definitely not let you down!"

After walking out of the president's office, Ouyang Guang's legs felt a little weak. Director Park took him to the elevator and explained: "Knowing that you have previous band experience, we arranged for you to participate in Super Junior Kim Heechul's solo stage and be in charge of the drum section."

"Kim...Kim Heechul senior on stage?" Ouyang Guang stuttered, and the image of that senior performing on the stage emerged in his mind.

It is unimaginable to be able to accompany Kim Heechul, even if I am just one of many musicians.

"During the performance, the rest of the band will not appear in front of the stage, and your drum kit will be placed in the corner of the stage for performance."

"In addition to Heechul, TRAX 㱕J and Jungmo will be on stage. Jungmo will play the violin and J will be performing ft. In Shanghai, it will be Taemin ft."

"Although it's just playing drums with the band and there's no footage, this is a rare opportunity for a trainee." Director Park said seriously, "Don't let the company down."

Ouyang Guang nodded, feeling that her heart was about to jump out of her chest: "I will definitely do my best!"

Minister Park took him to meet Super Junior's assistant manager.

In the corridor, Ouyang Guang saw posters of artists from past generations hanging on the wall, among which was Kim Heechul's iconic handsome face. He suddenly felt unreal - in more than two months, he would be performing on the same stage with the person on the poster?

"This is our practice guy, Ouyangguang." Director Park introduced him to SJ's assistant manager, "The chairman arranged for him to participate in the family concert and play drums on Heechul's solo stage. He needs to practice with the band during this period."

The agent's assistant, a young woman wearing black-framed glasses, looked Ouyang up and down. She saw that the boy in front of her was wearing a simple black T-shirt and pants. He was about 178 cm tall, with broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs. His head-to-body ratio was very good. His head and face were very small, and his facial features were very delicate and beautiful. His facial contours were three-dimensional and his facial lines were clear. He was smiling, and his slightly long black hair covered his eyebrows, revealing a pair of phoenix eyes. His amber pupils were so deep and dark that people were addicted to them! It was very impactful!

——OMG! His skin is so good, he looks so glowing! This kid should debut soon!

Finally, he smiled and said, "This kid is worthy of being a trainee who can cause a sensation in the company. She is absolutely top-notch beauty! Absolutely amazing!"

"The band will practice in Rehearsal Room 3 every afternoon at 2:00 p.m. Don't be late."

"Yes, I will be there on time!" Ouyang Guang's voice trembled slightly with excitement.

When he left the company building, it was already completely dark. It was rare to see stars in the night sky of Seoul. Ouyang Guang raised his head and took a deep breath. The cold air filled his lungs, but it could not cool his boiling blood.

He took out his cell phone and his finger lingered on the address book, remembering what Minister Park said not to reveal this matter for the time being, and ultimately he didn't tell anyone.

When he returned to the dormitory, Yixing had not come back yet. After washing up, Ouyangguang lay on the bed but he was not sleepy at all.