"Wood!" On Thursday, I worked hard outside all day. As soon as I got home at 7 o'clock in the evening, Kim Jong-ming welcomed Krystal with a crying voice.

However, Kim Jong-ming was extremely calm and even reached the point of being indifferent. By the way, after so many years, he has been used to this strange way of greeting. Sometimes he is a little excited, sometimes he is a little lost, sometimes he is a little coquettish, and sometimes he is angry, but the sound of "Wood" is really used to it.

"So...what happened this time?" Kim Jong-ming asked calmly while twisting a hot towel in the bathroom. He was asking Sika because Krystal was really sitting on the sofa and wiping his tears.

"Amber's feet are not working anymore." Sika, who was sitting on the sofa in Beijing, was applying a facial mask, and the crying krystal next to her, looked strange at first glance. "When she was playing songs, she sat on a chair and danced, and she didn't know how her ankle twisted... Well, there was a problem anyway. After getting off the stage, the company found that her feet were not strong at all. She went to the hospital to check the hospital and directly asked for a month..."

"What then?" Kim Jong-ming also lay on the sofa in a capital paralysis. The hot towel he took out of the bathroom was covered by him, thus covering his face, which covered his expression. By the way, the scene was even more strange.

"Then I heard that in the afternoon, Amber's father had a conflict with Teacher Li Xiuman on the phone. Anyway, Xiao A seems to be sent back to Canada for treatment tonight..." Xika described intermittently. "This is... Xiao A's father's strong request."

"It's understandable to go back to Canada. I love my daughter very much." Kim Jong-ming replied vaguely through the towel. "But Li Xiuman will not have conflicts with Xiao A's father, it should be just a rumor. When Xiao A's feet can still hold on, they might have had a quarrel, but since this has been done, Li Xiuman will not say anything, because there is no need, Xiao A's father should be unilaterally accusing your company."

"Wood..." Krystal, who wiped his tears, bypassed Sika, and then forced himself to squeeze between his brother and sister. "I want to ask you two things."

"First, not." Jin Zhongming really knew what the little girl wanted to ask when he closed his eyes. "Second, it's probably really difficult."

"Oh." Krystal nodded relievedly, and tears stopped, but then she pouted again, but no matter what, the child finally became a little more stable.

In fact, the question that the little girl wants to ask is very simple. First, will Xiao A not come back after leaving? Will there be such a level of change in his combination? After all, Xiao A's father forced Xiao A to return to Canada in a furious state. The remaining few people in fx have been worried about this problem. Krystal is actually afraid of this.

In this regard, Kim Jong-ming's answer is very simple - not.

Second, Xiao A has left. Does his combination still have the hope of standing out in this round of competition that was originally in good momentum? Or can he win one or two ones with this? As a SM company group, they have been in the industry for more than half a year, but there are not one one. To be honest, this is almost the most bleak group of newcomers in SM company history.

This time, Kim Jong-ming’s answer is - I’m afraid there is no hope this time.

Without really asking the question, the two had actually completed the conversation. This is the tacit understanding between the brother and sister.

"By the way, Ermao, are there no trips tonight?" Feeling the temperature of the towel gradually dropping, Jin Zhongming suddenly took off the towel and asked the little girl beside him.

"No." Krystal, who was still depressed, shook his head. "Who is still interested in doing this when something happens? It probably only has a few formal song-making itineraries, and then a little separate announcement, but it is useless. Our announcements and one piece are not as good as my mother's... "

"Yes." Kim Jong-ming also touched the other person's head powerlessly, and then handed the towel over without any hesitation. "Wipe your face, by the way, your group doesn't even have a decent group variety show. The debut album meets h1n1, and the mini album is injured and retired... I really don't know which year and month I can make it through."

Krystal was even more in a state of being in a state of wiping her face with a towel.

"Actually, there is nothing we can do about it." Xika spoke again. "After all, we have taken away the resources. Their combination can only make a comeback between our Girls' Generation, so this is an accident and inevitable. There are few opportunities, so it seems that there are frequent surprises..."

"When did you become so smart?" Jin Zhongming was surprised.

"It's about my sister, of course I'll think clearly." Xika rolled her eyes to Kim Jong-ming through the mask. "Do you think I'm really a fool? Come on, Ermao, let my sister hug you to compensate you... Don't think too much about it, there will be variety shows and new albums. When we go to Japan, we can still give it to others for resource companies in this regard?"

Jin Zhongming glanced at the two of them who were deeply in love with her sisters, then got up and went to the bathroom, twisted a hot towel and came back to continue to silence from the capital.

"Talk about Wood." Krystal suddenly remembered something, then suddenly let go of his sister who held herself in her arms to nourish her family affection, and turned her body to look at Kim Jong-ming. "Why did I hear that you threatened in our company that day that day that you said that if the little A-foot deteriorated, you would have to look for our company? Did he kick the door and threaten Teacher Li Xiuman? Why are you so calm now?"

Xika calmly glanced at Jin Zhongming, feeling a little tense.

"I'll get educated." Kim Jong-ming replied calmly. "I met Xiuying the day before yesterday. I felt very touched when I talked to her. I found that I was a little hot recently..."

"You are not so angry." Xika finally couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then sat back on the sofa. "You, in fact, it's still because of Han Enjing's affairs..."

Jin Zhongming glared at the other party fiercely, but it did not work.

"Others who are heartbroken will scatter the fire outside and then drink and vent. You are so cool, you look extremely calm, staring at Hanjiang all day long and reading books, and the wind is blowing. In fact, love is love is love. You just bury the anger and depression in your heart. In that case, it will be strange if you are normal to people and things..." Sika continued to say to herself.

"Why didn't you say it before?" Jin Zhongming couldn't stand it anymore. "Now it's just hindsight."

"I didn't dare before." Xika looked up at the other party without being outdone. Lying between the two, Ermao wanted to look up at his brother's reaction, but her sister violently reached out to press down. "Who dares to mess with you like that? Now that you are a little normal, I dare to tell you these things."

Jin Zhongming sighed. Under the hot compress of the towel, his expression finally loosened for the first time these days. This loosening did not mean that there was a change, but that he finally got rid of the out-of-control or out of his heart that he had used depression, tyranny, and venting in turn.

No matter what, Sika was still very smart when facing her own affairs and Krystal. She knew that in the past two or three weeks, whether she deliberately suppressed and calmed down on the balcony for the past two weeks, or the ankle injury she used to go out for the first trip, or the deliberate pleasure of revenge in the Jun Ji-hyun incident, it was actually abnormal.

Even though Xika didn't know about some things, Jin Zhongming also had some understanding of them.

Actually, if you think about it carefully, his rejection of Xiuying the day before yesterday was also a bit suspicious of being overcorrected, including the fact that he poured himself into his work these days, and discussed with the TV station people the structure of the program team of Liu Zai Shixin variety show with people. In fact, it was also a bit of anesthetic to his own purpose.

All of these are abnormal, this is not a normal and natural Kim Jong-ming.

However, after venting his anger and coldness, he finally felt a little loose, and things passed, and thinking too much is actually useless.

I just hope that Enjing can fulfill her wish!

"How to say it, Wood." Sika was really relieved when she looked at Kim Jong-ming slumped there. "It's understandable, it's really understandable. To be honest, isn't it Li Xiuman? You scold me and you kick me, and you kick me. Anyway, Ermao and I are still very happy to see you return to normal... Is it, Ermao?"

"...Yes!" Zheng Ermao responded dumbly. "But I really thought that Wood kicked the door because he cared about Xiao A..."

"It's not that Wood doesn't care about Little A." Sika touched his sister's head. "He cared about Little A just because Little A is your teammate... Do you understand? It's like he kicked the door because he was always in a bad mood. He was a broken dog, not because he liked to kick the door... Do you understand?"

"Probably..." krystal responded noon.

"Come on, Ermao." Jin Zhongming threw away the towel and suddenly stood up, then pulled her up with Ermao's clothes. "Let's play games!"

The TV was turned on and the game console was connected. The brother and sister began to express their unhappy mood through the game, while the smart Sika slowly massaged her precious and beautiful face through the mask...

But not long after, the doorbell suddenly rang, and Sika, who was still covered with a mask, stood up helplessly and walked towards the door... It was Yuri and Sunny, who stood at the door with serious expressions.

This is nothing, it's too normal. It's really normal for these two people to come to this place close to the dormitory to find themselves, Kim Jong-ming or Ermao to play, but it's a bit strange that Yuri and Sunny are still standing behind him with a smile on their faces!

"Teacher!" Xika was also timid. She had forgotten who was there and said nothing. "Isn't it Li Xiuman? People scolded and kicked the door. It's better to be unlucky. In fact, the smart Miss Xika basically had two battles when she saw this person. She had accumulated power for ten years, let alone she had just said some unrestrained big talk.

By the way, was the person who talked about the other person indifferently just now who was himself? Could it be krystal?

But Li Xiuman's reaction was also very strange. He stared at the person who was wearing a facial mask and trembling in his voice. To be honest, the other party's appearance and tone really made him unable to recognize who it was immediately.

"Are you Sika or Krystal?" Li Xiuman, who had completely given up after looking for two seconds, asked in a slightly awkward voice.

Xika was stunned for a moment. She didn't know what this girl was thinking. She ignored the two teammates in front of her who had already recognized her at first sight, and did not care that a creature named Krystal was actually playing games behind her. She actually said something destined to be exposed:

"Teacher, I'm krystal!"

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ps1: I don’t want to complain, but I’m in a bad state just a few days ago. It’s not the sleepy and fatigue I used to feel, but the obvious feeling of swelling of my eye sockets, the back of the back of the back of the back of the teeth was painful, and the back of the head was also nervous... I hope the teacher is better for our family...
Chapter completed!