It was five in the morning, and the dormitory was completely dark. Ouyang Guang curled up in his bed, and in his dream he was still on the stage, the lights were blinding, and the screams from the audience were deafening.
"Xiaoguang, get up." Jin Junmyeon gently pushed his shoulder, his voice full of fatigue, "We have to catch an early flight to Beijing."
Ouyang Guang suddenly opened his eyes, unable to distinguish between dreams and reality. The bedside lamp was turned on, and in the dim light, he saw the dark circles under Jin Junmian's eyes.
"Brother Junmian, you didn't sleep last night?" Ouyangguang rubbed his eyes and sat up, and the quilt slipped to his waist.
Jin Junmyeon smiled and reached out to ruffle his messy hair: "I slept for a while. Hurry up and pack up. The manager said we have to leave at six o'clock."
"Brother Junmian, don't rub my hair." Ouyang Guang nodded and frowned subconsciously.
"Okay, okay, go wash up quickly!" Jin Junmyeon withdrew his hand embarrassedly.
Ouyangguang quickly got up and washed up. In the mirror, his face looked a little pale, with a faint blue under his eyes. He splashed cold water on his face and forced himself to wake up.
In the living room, the members have already gotten up. Wu Yuxun is slumped on the sofa without opening his eyes, and Park Chanyeol is slapping a wet towel on his face.
"Ah! It's cold!" Wu Xun jumped up with a start and almost bumped into Bian Baekhyun who was passing by.
"Hurry up, kids." The agent urged standing at the door.
At six o'clock, two nanny cars drove out of the dormitory. Ouyang Guang leaned against the car window and slept. His phone vibrated. It was a message from his mother: "Baby, we are coming to Beijing to watch your debut performance today. See you tonight."
"Xiao Guang, what are you looking at?" Zhang Yixing came closer and rested his chin on his shoulder.
"My mom said they are coming to Beijing to watch our debut performance." Ouyang Guang turned the phone screen to him.
Lu Han asked everyone: "Are you nervous? This is our domestic debut performance."
The other members nodded and spoke nervously.
Ouyang Guang shook his head, then nodded: "A little. I'm afraid I won't perform well."
"You are our trump card." Zhang Yixing patted him on the back, "Didn't you perform very well in the Korean show yesterday?"
When talking about yesterday, Ouyang Guang's ears turned red again. That damned coquettishness is still on the trending search. Huang Zitao in the front row suddenly turned his head and imitated him in a pinched voice: "Nuna~ Please buy me ice cream~ Buing Buing~"
"Huang Zitao!" Ouyang Guang picked up the pillow and threw it over the shoulder, and the whole car suddenly burst into laughter.
Amid laughter, the nanny car drove to the airport. Through the car window, Ouyang Guang could already see the crowd gathered outside. They were holding various banners and light signs, and some even came to wait in the early morning.
"There are so many people." Admiralty exclaimed, leaning against the window.
The manager turned around and said seriously: "Remember, don't stop, move forward quickly. The debut performance in Beijing is very important, and there can't be any mistakes."
The members nodded, their expressions becoming serious. The moment the car door opened, screams came like a tide.
"SUN! Look here!"
"CHANYEOL! KAI!"
Flashes of light flashed one after another, and Ouyangguang narrowed his eyes subconsciously. The security guards formed a human wall, and the members hurriedly walked through the passage. Ouyangguang was in the middle of the crowd, and his ears were full of fans' shouts. Suddenly, a familiar voice penetrated the noise:
"Little darling! Sister loves you!"
Ouyang Guang paused and turned to look at the source of the voice. It was the Chinese fan who called him "Little Darling" at the Korean show yesterday. She was actually at the airport.
When the girl saw him looking at her, she jumped up excitedly, waving the light board in her hand. Ouyang Guang smiled at her and made a "hush" gesture. The girl immediately covered her mouth, but her eyes were curved with laughter.
"Stop looking, hurry up." The agent urged in a low voice.
After boarding the plane, Ouyang Guang found his seat, sent a message to his mother and Chen Zheng, and then turned off his phone. He had hardly slept last night, and he urgently needed to catch up on some sleep.
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