When the plane landed at Incheon International Airport, Ouyang Guang was awakened by a turbulence. He opened his eyes dazedly and found that his head was resting on Bo Xun's shoulder.
"Awake?" Wu Xun happily pushed his head, "Guang Xiaozhu, why are you sleeping all day long?"
"That's why I'm taller than you." Ouyang Guang glanced at Wu Xun, and the sunlight outside the window made his eyes hurt.
"Everyone, wake up. We're almost there." Manager Kim Sung-hyun turned from the front row, "Team M is going back to the company. Team K will go to the beauty salon. The book signing event will start at 3pm."
Ouyangguang stretched, rubbed his sore neck, took out his cell phone and checked the time. It was 12:37 noon.
After leaving the airport, the nanny car drove directly to a hidden beauty salon in Jiangnan District. Ouyangguang slumped in the makeup chair and let the makeup artist apply makeup on his face.
"Look up." The makeup artist lifted his chin and began to draw his eyebrows. Ouyang Guang looked up obediently.
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At 2:50 pm, when the nanny car turned into the underground parking lot of the office building, Ouyang Guang saw through the car window a few girls holding albums looking at the entrance. When they saw the car stop, they immediately adjusted their hair nervously, and some even checked their makeup in front of the camera of their mobile phones.
The venue for the book signing event was located in the basement of an office building, and was decorated simply. In front of each seat was a uniform silver signature pen and a bottle of mineral water. Ouyang Guang was arranged in the middle, with Kim Jong-in on the left and Kim Junmyeon on the right.
"Remember the rules," Rong Min-ge warned for the last time, "No taking photos, no recording, and any requests other than autographs will be rejected."
Ouyang Guang nodded and adjusted the collar of his blue shirt.
Fifty girls were sitting quietly across the long table. When they saw Ouyang Guang and the others come in, there were slight gasps and suppressed excitement.
Ouyang Guang immediately spotted several familiar figures in the front row. They were like sunflowers, following and "growing" in his memory since he was a trainee.
The signing event began. The first girl walked up to Ouyang Guang with a red face. Her fingers were shaking slightly as she handed him the album with both hands.
"SUNxi, I've liked you since you were a child. I didn't expect to be able to come to the autograph session this time. It really feels like a dream." Her voice was light and fast, as if she was afraid that she would lose her courage in the next second.
Ouyangguang took the album and smiled warmly: "Noona, thank you for supporting me all the time. How have you been recently?"
The girl didn't expect him to take the initiative to talk to her, and her eyes lit up instantly: "Great, I got into my ideal university!"
"Wow, that's great! You must keep working hard!" Ouyang Guang carefully wrote blessings on the album and drew a smiley face, "I hope you will be so happy every day!"
The first fan was a boy wearing a baseball cap, his hands were shaking when he played the album.
"SUNxi, I want to ask how you adapt to living abroad alone." The boy said embarrassedly, "I will also go abroad to study soon..."
"Keep learning and make yourself stronger so that you can better protect yourself!" Ouyang Guang looked at the other party very seriously.
The boy thanked Ouyang Guang.
Ouyang Guang nodded, wrote "Go forward bravely" next to his signature, and then drew a small sun below.
He paused, then added: "Remember, no matter how far you go, your family will always support you." The handwriting was clean, neat and powerful, as if he wanted to engrave this encouragement into the other person's heart.
When the boy took the album, his eyes were red. He took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice: "I will remember it. Thank you SUNxi."
Ouyangguang looked into the boy's eyes and suddenly remembered how he was when he first came to Korea. At that time, he spoke Korean haltingly and often stayed in the practice room until the early morning. He gently patted the boy's shoulder: "It may be difficult at first, but..." He pointed to the album in the boy's hand, "Look, I've come this far too."
"Next."
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