Chapter 45 Yang Hyun Suk: Ye Eun, aren’t you full?

Chapter 45 Yang Hyun Suk: Ye Eun, aren’t you full?

The housewarming party that day ended due to the person involved's prayer, and the other people also sympathized with Quan Zhilong for eating the dark food, so they packed up and left.

In the end, only Ye-eun was left eating the last piece of roasted milk, while Kwon Ji-yong on the side took the milk that he didn't like and poured it into his mouth "ton ton ton".

Although I don’t know whether what Yeen made is poisonous, I’ll drink the detoxifying milk first.

With a sweet snack in her mouth, Yien took out two 10,000 yuan bills from her wallet and slapped them on the table, "Zhilong, this is pocket money for you."

Quan Zhilong almost choked on the milk. He coughed twice and looked down at the money. He looked up at the ceiling. The world was not upside down. "Ah? You're giving me pocket money?"

Ye-eun's eyes rolled, and she finished the last bite of the snack without staying any longer. She clapped her hands and threw her bag to the side, "Yeah, you're welcome. I'm leaving too!"

After saying this, she ran away.

Quan Zhilong put the money away, closed the dormitory door in confusion and wanted to go back to his room. As I walked into the room, I glanced towards the kitchen and saw that no one was washing the dishes! Just say how she runs so fast!

He sighed, rolled up his sleeves, and said that they were helping him celebrate, but in the end he still had to clean up the mess.

Just as I was putting the dishes in the sink, my cell phone rang. Last year, Samsung released a sliding phone that can take pictures, but it was too expensive, so he and Yien are still using the most common flip phones that can only make calls and send messages.

The small screen on the phone clearly showed the note he entered - Li Xiaoen.

"What are you doing? Come back and wash the dishes with me!" Quan Zhilong put the phone to his ear. With his previous experience, he put less water this time, but still did not wear an apron.

When Yi-eun's crisp laughter reached his ears, Quan Zhilong became even more angry, "Why do you give me pocket money? I'm going to tell my mom to give it to me herself."

However, Han Lanji's reason for refusing was also very sufficient, "Ye-en goes home every day. I give you pocket money once a month, and I'm afraid you spend it all at the beginning of the month, and then you hide it from me and go hungry every day at the end of the month."

Facts have proved that Han Lanji still understands Quan Zhilong. Originally, she had to spend every penny carefully when she stayed outside, but Quan Zhilong was not sensitive to money by nature and did not keep accounts of how much he spent. Even if he was given pocket money on a weekly basis, he would always end up eating a few meals of instant noodles.

The first weekend of formal training should have been a time for the children to have fun freely, but once they became trainees, they chose a completely different path from the other children.

The already small and shabby practice room was filled with trainees on the weekend. Since Ye-eun was small, she was placed in the very corner. The mold on the wall behind her gave off a strange smell, and the pungent odor rushed straight to her nose, but she looked so focused that she seemed not to smell it, and followed the movements of the teacher in front of her.

Although everyone's actions were similar, she keenly discovered that this company was different from S/M. If S/M emphasizes that everyone must move in unison, every angle must be stuck to, and it prefers large-scale dances. YG, however, focuses more on the practice of basic skills and is more willing to let trainees develop their own personalities.

She danced, waving her hands in time with the teacher's movements, but her eyes were observing, and her little brain was furiously thinking about her experience of attending classes at YG this week.

First, it is a company that focuses on rap and almost all its employees are hip-hop artists. There is no doubt about that.

Second, the vocal requirements are also high, and teachers particularly like trainees with outstanding voices.

Thirdly, unlike S/M’s group dances that are all about punches and fists, the choreography doesn’t require a big framework, but the basic skills of all the trainees are ridiculously good.

The clever little look immediately caught the attention of YG Lee Jae-wook who was observing on the side, but he did not say anything. He just stood aside quietly with his hands folded, and turned his gaze from Ye-eun to the teacher.

Then I discovered that although this child had only been in the company for a week and had only taken a few dance classes in total, his movements were almost completely synchronized with the teacher when he was dancing the new dance he had just learned in the past two days.

He lowered his head and made notes in his notebook, then turned to go to the boys' side. This is an old tradition of YG. After new trainees enter the company, several teachers in charge of various aspects will secretly observe the new kids and try their best to find a suitable direction for their development.

When we arrived at the boys' practice room, Choi Won-sik, who was in charge of the vocal section, was just about to leave. The two looked at each other and whispered, "Zhilong's vocal skills are not that good. We need to work on it."

Li Zaixu raised his eyebrows and waved the notebook in his hand, "Hehe, then you will have to work hard. Ye Eun is a good dancer. I heard that Zhilong also joined S/M because of dancing. It seems that I don't need to put in much effort."

Choi Won-sik is a little fat, with a pair of glasses, and looks honest and simple. He was not angry at being provoked, but smiled and said, "The president is really brave. He actually wants a new kid to participate in this YG Family album."

YG Family is a concept proposed by the president in 1999. After the album was released under the company's name that year, the response inside and outside the company was unexpectedly good. It not only made everyone more united internally, but also the fans of each artist outside also paid attention to the entire company.

After three years, YG is going to release the second album of "YG Family". This time, not only debuted artists will participate, but even trainees will be selected.

Li Jae-wook slapped the board in his hands, not knowing which of the children would be able to go up this time. After resting in the practice room for about ten minutes, the dance teacher started the class.

I thought he would also return with satisfaction, but I didn't expect him to watch the whole thing with a frown on his brow. From Kwon Ji-yong's movements, we can see that he has a good foundation in dancing. However, he looks so listless. Didn't he eat?

Quan Zhilong was so hungry that he felt dizzy. The first time he lived in the company to practice, he and Yongbae did not choose to drop out of school to focus on training like some trainees. Every morning they have to get up and wash up at six at the latest, buy a loaf of bread at the convenience store below the dormitory, and then jog to catch the bus with the bread in their mouths.

It was already five o'clock when classes finished that day. They could have lunch at school, but it was more than an hour's journey from school to the company after school, so the two had no time to eat dinner. After rushing to the company, we cleaned the practice room together and started emergency practice at around seven o'clock. They didn't finish cleaning up the practice room until twelve o'clock in the evening, and it was almost one o'clock when they returned to the dormitory to clean up.

With only two meals a day five days a week, they spend almost all their money on the lunch meal, hoping that the food they eat at twelve o'clock will keep them going for twelve hours. However, they exercise a lot, and the boys who are still in adolescence go to bed hungry and wake up hungry almost every day.

After deducting the daily commuting expenses, after five days of lunch, Quan Zhilong can only survive on instant noodles on weekends.

For an average to upper-middle class family, going to school in Korea is not expensive, but tuition fees are sky-high. He has an older sister who will be taking the college entrance exam next year. The family, which was once relatively well-off, suddenly has to cut back on spending. Quan Zhilong goes hungry every day, and he doesn't dare to call his parents to complain because he's afraid they'll worry.

Li Jae-wook was more or less in charge of so many children. When the class was about to end, he glanced at the two of them and turned back to the girls.

Ye-eun was suddenly called out with a puzzled look on her face, "Ah? Go see Zhilong? Bring your bag? Okay, okay."

Although she didn't know why, Ye-eun still carried the bag that the teachers jokingly called a snack library.

The basement itself has a damp earthy smell, and boys tend to sweat easily. On a hot day in June, Ye-eun was stopped in her tracks by the sour smell before she even entered the practice room.

Compared with this smell, the earthy smell in the passage is much fresher. She took a deep breath and held it, then stuck her little head inside. However, after looking around, she did not see the familiar face.

She frowned and stretched her neck a little further.

Where are the people?

Her thought was accompanied by a light laugh.

Under your own head. Yi Eun lowered her head and saw Kwon Ji-yong kneeling against the wall, with sweat dripping from his forehead as he looked up at her.

"Why are you here?" Kwon Ji-yong's voice just started to change this year, but his voice is thinner than other boys, so his voice is not unpleasant even during the voice change period.

Yien frowned and was almost unable to hold her anger, so she simply reached out and pulled his hair, motioning him to come out.

She seldom came here these days. Quan Zhilong knew that she disliked the smell of the practice room. Even though he was so tired that he didn't want to move at all, he still stood up with his sore legs.

The boy in front of her clearly leaned against the wall as soon as he stepped out of the door. It looked like he was trying to be cool, but Ye-eun could tell at a glance that he wanted to conserve some energy to continue practicing in the evening.

She immediately understood why Teacher Li Jae-wook asked her to come over. This person is too concerned about his reputation and didn't even tell me he was so hungry.

“Here.” Ye-eun pulled out a banana wrapped in plastic wrap from her bag, then took out a bottle of milk and grumbled quietly, “Come to me when you’re hungry.”

Quan Zhilong took the banana. He was so hungry that he was willing to drink the milk he didn't like.

He peeled the banana, took a sip of milk and ate a bite of banana. His strength finally recovered a little. He tilted his head and nibbled the fruit candy that Ye-eun had taken out again. "If you were the only one in the practice room, I would definitely go."

But there were other people. It would be so embarrassing for him if everyone knew that he was so hungry that he had to ask his sister for food.

Ye-eun sighed, took out all the snacks from her bag, and glanced at Kwon Ji-ryong, "What did you have for dinner last night?"

Quan Zhilong hesitated for a moment. The topic changed so quickly that he didn't react for a moment. "Ah? I ate it, I ate it..."

"For you and Yongbae oppa." With this reaction, how could Ye-eun not know that he hadn't eaten dinner yet? She stuffed a pile of snacks into his arms, put the bag on her back which was much lighter, and put her hands on her hips, "No, I'll bring it to you tomorrow!"

With the snacks fed by Ye-eun, Kwon Ji-yong seemed to be resurrected. He pushed the bananas and candies in front of Dong Yongpei, and seeing his hesitation, he said generously, "Eat it, it was Yeen who fed us both."

After saying that, Quan Zhilong felt something was wrong again, looked at him carefully, and changed his words: "What belongs to Yien is mine, you don't have to be polite to me."

Dong Yongpei's family background is not very good, it can even be said to be quite tight, and he is also very delicate and sensitive. Even a thoughtful person like Quan Zhilong would occasionally worry whether what he said casually would make him think too much.

Dong Yongpei felt the kindness of others, smiled, and finally took the things from his roommate. The roommate who had been silent all day due to hunger and fatigue suddenly started chattering when he saw the girl, "Wow, why is Ye-en's bag full of these messy snacks that don't fill you up? The bananas must have been put in there by her aunt, she doesn't like bananas at all..."

The next day, when Li Zhen was preparing her daughter's lunch box and snacks, she was also shocked that her daughter actually asked for more bread and bananas. "I stuffed them into your mouth yesterday, but you refused them. Why do you want to eat them again today?"

Since opening the branch, Li Zhen has hired more staff as he made more money, and he is not so busy anymore. I don’t make pastries myself but I’m afraid of losing my skills, so I prepare meals for my daughter every morning.

Ye-eun lay on the dining table, her eyes were dazed after waking up early on the weekend, "Give it to Zhilong. Oh, mom, give him more food, he probably has nothing to eat."

These are the children that she had watched grow up, so Li Zhen feels sorry for them. However, she also knew that her best friend's daughter was preparing for the college entrance examination recently, so she put almost all her energy on Duomei. She had to go to work and prepare various nutritious meals for Duomei, and she was really overwhelmed.

Li Zhen squatted down and took out another two-layer lunch box from the cabinet, filled it with food, and then took out another box and put her daughter's favorite strawberries in it.

"Hey, what kind of fruit does Zhilong like? I'll go buy some later."

Ye-eun sat up a little straighter and rolled her eyes to try to wake herself up, but sleepiness made her lie back on the table, and she answered with a sticky mouth: "He doesn't have any particular favorites. He eats whatever I eat."

Li Zhen and Jin Hejun looked at each other helplessly. They had to get up early on the weekend when they were supposed to be resting, and there was nothing they could do. The child insisted on being a trainee, so even if they felt sorry for him, they could only support him.

Today's stuff is twice as much as usual. When Ye-eun put on her backpack, she fell back a little because of the weight. "It's so heavy!"

Jin Hejun smiled and put his hand on Yien's schoolbag, "Uncle will help you?"

Yi En shook her head. She had been doing her own things since she was a child, so she didn't need their help. "Oh, it's all because Zhi Long is such a good eater."

"It's not just you and Zhilong. Didn't he say he has a roommate?" Li Zhen was kindhearted. She felt distressed when she thought of another boy of the same age as Zhilong who also couldn't have dinner every day. "It's hard for our baby."

We are not afraid of eating more, but the most worrying thing is that the growing children do not eat. My family is now well-off. Although we cannot let our children develop the habit of spending lavishly, there is no need to force them to endure hardship.

Li Zhen thought that she was very smart as she gave Yien a small wallet to manage her finances since she was a child.

But she didn't notice that, let alone being extravagant, Yien, who had been in charge of money since she was young, is now an expert in thriftiness.

Li Zhen patted her head and said, "Don't worry about me. Zhilong doesn't like to drink milk. You must make sure Zhilong drinks the milk in the bag. Also, I will give you more money every day. You..."

"Got it." Yien stood up again and counted on her fingers, "Let Zhilong drink milk, let Zhilong eat with me, and if you finish the food in your bag and are still hungry, just go buy something to eat..."

Although I was sleepy, I remembered every word I said. Li Zhen smiled and sent her to the car, then waved to the father and daughter, "Be careful on the road."

After a week of this, Ye-en had gotten used to bringing meals to someone every day like a little angel.

On the first day of July 2002, after class, Ye-eun carried three servings of dinner to YG as usual. At around six in the evening, they sat in the YG cafeteria to eat. It's called a cafeteria, but this company is too small. They only provide a little bit of food every day, and no employees are there unless it's meal time.

The children who were still in school couldn’t even catch up with the kimchi and rice. Every day around 6:30, the cafeteria was occupied by children like them who brought lunch boxes from home.

Ye-eun put all the cabbage in her lunch box into Kwon Ji-yong's lunch box, and put the fried shrimp balls into her mouth with her chopsticks. Kwon Ji-yong took the cabbage back without even raising his eyes, thought for a moment, and put all the shrimp balls into Ye-eun's lunch box.

"Sure enough, there are still quite a few people eating here. Finish your meal quickly and go back to the training room. Boys and girls should go to the boys' room. The president will be here in fifteen minutes." Li Baoxing smiled and waved at them. The trainees who had been eating leisurely just now all sped up and hurriedly shoveled rice into their mouths.

Meal time is a rare rest time for trainees. Teachers will not all stay in the company after class during the day. Basically, after seven o'clock is their free practice time. However, even the president is coming today, so it must be something very important.

Yien has a small mouth and usually eats very slowly. She can't keep up with their speed, so she looks up anxiously while eating. Quan Zhilong swallowed the last mouthful of rice. Although he was very anxious, he still comforted Yien when he saw that she was about to choke, "It's okay, eat slowly, and come over after you are full."

"Forget it, I won't eat anymore." Almost all the trainees around her put down their chopsticks and ran out. Yeen hurriedly swallowed the food in her mouth, covered the lunch box, and put it on the table without bothering to clean it up.

Kwon Ji-yong was also about to turn around and leave, but when he glanced at Ye-eun's almost half-full lunch box on the table, he raised his hand and picked up another box of fruit.

By the time they got to the practice room, almost everyone was there. In the small practice room, teachers were sitting in groups of three or four in the front, and the trainees in the middle were almost squeezed together.

Kwon Ji-yong and Ye-eun bent over and stood at the back. Just as they smiled apologetically at the trainee they had squeezed, the president's iconic voice came from outside the door.

"Are you all here?" The sticky voice that sounded like a pinched throat made all the trainees nervous. No one dared to speak. They just looked at each other, and found that everyone had the same confusion on their faces.

Li Baoxing walked in with Yang Hyun-suk. He was wearing a black cap as usual, with a smile on his face. He looked at the teachers first and said in a gentle tone: "How was the training this month, kids?"

The teachers flipped through their notes and reported on the latest situation, and Yang Hyun Suk nodded as he listened. After all the teachers finished speaking, he turned to look at the trainees and said in a slightly lowered voice, "Did you hear that? The teachers know who is practicing well and who is not."

He looked around and accurately caught Ye-eun standing in the corner, lowering her head and secretly taking strawberries from the lunch box. He tilted his head and said, "Ye-eun, aren't you full?"

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