No matter how strong your will to survive is, no matter how positive your attitude towards life is, you have to admit that life is an unavoidable tragedy, because people often cannot predict whether the upcoming tragedy will be an escapable tragedy or a fixed comedy. .
Song Qian really wanted to end today¡¯s practice early, but that¡¯s what happened. The less she thought about it, the more it would happen¡ªthe company decided to hold a special test for female trainees!
¡°The news that Song Qian just sent after returning from sending her brother to the subway station will be tonight, starting at 7 o¡¯clock, and the president Li Xiuman will personally host it.
The monthly exam dates for S and M are generally very fixed, but when something major happens, the time of the monthly exam will be determined accordingly. The special exam like this is not an inspection of all trainees in the company, but only the last one. A special examination for the top thirty trainees in the month. Song Qian had encountered such an urgent inspection once after joining the company, but that time it was for the top thirty male trainees, and it turned out that Shinee made her debut. So this time, does it also mean that Does the company have plans to form a girl group?
Hearing this news, all the female trainees from S and M were excited about their good results last month, but sad about their poor results! After living as trainees for a long time, S and M have not had the slightest idea of ??launching a girl group since they launched Girls' Generation. In the past two years, no one knows how many good sisters they used to train with have come and gone.
Seize this opportunity, it¡¯s the day of your debut. If you can¡¯t seize it, your debut will be dark and far away, and it may not come again.
The special exam lasts for a long time. I chose to take the exam at night because it will not delay my schedule during the day (most of them are students and have to go to class, and the general monthly exam is also held at the end of the semester). This kind of exam will last for three days, every day One test - dance, vocal music, and performing arts, basically lasts until about 11 o'clock in the night every night. (The plot requires it. I don¡¯t know if there is such a test.)
As soon as she got the news, Xiujing, whose bra was still stained with red marks, was excited. She was ranked eighth last month. Shirley, who was cute and cute, was also excited. She was ranked 12th last month. The tomboy always pretends to be cool. Amber opened her eyes wide and rubbed her hands in anticipation. Last month, her score was thirteen. Luna had already gone into the practice room to prepare for tonight's exam. Last month, her score was the highest in the circle, ranking No. 13. three.
Everyone was excited, but Song Qian was worried because her score last month was fifth, which meant that she had to take this special test.
I made an appointment with my brother to meet in the evening, but now something like this happens, isn¡¯t it a hassle?
Song Qian had two choices before her. One was to take the exam and leave her brother who came to Korea specially for her; the other was to give up her qualification for the special exam and spend the evening walking around Seoul with her perverted brother, and then continue Be an older trainee.
Song Qian¡¯s first thought was to choose the second one, but as soon as she made her decision, Song Qian found a little bit of unwillingness rising somewhere in her heart.
She started learning dance when she was a child, and started attending dance school away from home in junior high school. Although part of the reason for coming to Korea was her perverted brother, but it wasn¡¯t because she wanted to find a stage that suited her. And now, she is on the most shining stage. The opportunity to be on the stage is right in front of you. It would be fake to give up without working hard and to be willing. Besides, these fourteen-year-old and fifteen-year-old lolita have the money to wait. She is already twenty-two this year. Can you wait?
But what about that perverted old man?
In this way, Song Qian struggled with this issue for the whole afternoon, and then Amber entered the special examination room as if she was wandering behind her
the other side.
The most tragic thing in the world has happened, at least that's what Song Qian thinks now - he can't find two important things, his mobile phone and wallet.
After rummaging through the entire suitcase and the pockets on his body, Song Qian couldn't find anything. For the first time, Song Qian felt extremely resentful for the shortcomings of his idiotic life. He didn't know when his cell phone and wallet disappeared, and he didn't know if they had been stolen. Even if it was thrown in one place, it would still be stolen.
What gave Song Qian a glimmer of hope was that because he was flying, his passport and ID card were safely placed in his luggage bag. He could ask for help as long as he found the police station. There happened to be a police station across the street. Duty point.
Every street in South Korea basically has a police duty station. The police officers on duty here generally do not need to solve cases, but only need to deal with small matters such as resident disputes and lost and found items.
Since South Korea is a country where both men and women love to drink, there will be some quarrels and disputes in the streets every night. There are too many cases of drunkenness and trouble every night. There are seven or eight people sleeping in this duty station. Drunk guys and even a few minors.
As soon as he entered the gate, Song Qian smelled a smell that made him dizzy. Song Qian was extremely unhappy.He couldn't drink a drop of wine.
Enduring the unpleasant feeling, Song Qian quickly showed his passport and reported the case to the male policeman on duty at the front desk.
Since Song Qian really couldn't be sure whether he had been stolen or lost, he had trouble filling out the form. Finally, after thinking about it, he decided not to report the crime. Anyway, he only had a few bank cards, some soft coins, and ID cards in his wallet. I have my passport and passport in my bag.
So Song Qian borrowed a phone from the police to call his sister Song Qian. At this time, the real tragedy happened - Song Qian turned off her phone.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? We had a wallet, and could take a ride to Chinatown, and find a hotel that would accept the money for a night, but now I don¡¯t even have the money for the money, and tonight I will have to sleep on the streets.
Sure enough, soft girl coins are not available when you really need them, you can¡¯t spend them when you want to use them, and when you don¡¯t have them, your wallet is empty. This is a scam.
For a time, the unaccompanied Song Qian became very popular with poems, and silently chanted in his heart: I am a stranger in a foreign land for the first time, and I burst into tears every time I turn off my phone! This mood can't be described as "sad"!
"What? Didn't you get through?" Minjing asked very carefully. After all, it is a globally connected society. As a master, you have to take care of your foreign friends to some extent.
"Turn off the phone" Song Qian said with tears in his eyes. Being abandoned once in the subway station was enough for him, but now it was even more depressing. Even the phone was turned off, and he said he would see her in the evening. Why did she like to bully her so much? Where can I find a brother as cute, handsome, and talented as him?
"How about calling the embassy?" Mr. Minjing was very kind and gave a very good attention.
"Embassy?" That's right. I'm a master's student and a senior intellectual. The embassy shouldn't ignore death, right?
Song Qian was quite moved when he heard this, but just when he was about to nod, he thought of the old professor's "inseparable" look before departure. If he knew that he was like this in Korea, he wouldn't have held him with a knife. Pull him back to Tsinghua University with his neck?
No, we cannot notify the embassy.
Suddenly, Song Qian thought of someone, so he asked Mr. Minjing: "Maybe Mr. Li Cangdong can be contacted here?"
"Li Cangdong? Which Li Cangdong?" Mr. Minjing asked in confusion. There are too many people with the surname "Li" in South Korea, and due to the lack of text, one name can often be found in a large number.
"That's the honorary professor of Yonsei University, Mr. Li Cangdong." Song Qian thought for a while, and then remembered some information he had learned from the old professor before: "Also, he is also a director and is quite famous in Korea. Why? So, can you check it?"
"Director? Li Cangdong?" Mr. Minjing was stunned for a moment, and then his expression immediately became respectful: "What is your relationship with Mr. Li?"
"Oh, he is my graduate tutor in South Korea." Song Qian didn't know why the official's expression turned out like this, but it seemed to be possible depending on the situation.
But as soon as there was a glimmer of hope, Mr. Minjing immediately poured cold water on it.
"Sorry, we can't find Director Li's contact information here." Mr. Minjing replied regretfully.
Song Qian, who couldn't even wash clothes, was completely desperate. He found a more comfortable position on the bench and sat there waiting, thinking about when his sister who was cheating him would turn on the phone.
Next to Song Qian was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties or forties. His whole body still exuded a smell of alcohol that made Song Qian feel very unhappy. Like Song Qian, he had bruises and purple marks at the corners of his eyes, as if he had just had sex. Got one.
Although the middle-aged man smelled of alcohol, he looked very sober and did not look drunk at all.
Seeing Song Qian sitting quietly aside, the middle-aged man looked a little familiar. He moved his buttocks, got closer and proactively chatted: "Young man, why are you wearing sunglasses at night?"
Song Qian covered his nose and smiled weakly. This move made the middle-aged man a little unhappy. Song Qian immediately explained: "I'm sorry, I'm a little sensitive to alcohol. That's why I wear sunglasses."
After saying that, Song Qian pulled off his sunglasses slightly, revealing his blue and purple panda eyes.
The middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction at first, then laughed after seeing Song Qian's panda eyes: "It's so funny. Doesn't it mean that if his face is pretty, this bruise will be so pretty?"
Song Qian put on his sunglasses again and twitched his lips in embarrassment. These panda eyes were hit by boxing gloves. Can they not be beautiful?
After laughing, the middle-aged man continued: "I just heard you say that you are Chinese and you speak Korean pretty well."
"good."
Song Qian can only learn to be proud in this aspect, but in other waysEveryone who knew Song Qian smiled and said nothing.
"By the way, my name is Jin Taiwu, you can call me Uncle Jin." The middle-aged uncle introduced himself.
"My name is Song Qian."
¡° Just after the two exchanged names, the chat clip was opened immediately, and Song Qian began to describe a series of magical encounters after arriving in South Korea today.
Just when the two were chatting happily, the busy Mr. Minjing suddenly shouted in this direction: "Jin Taiwu, you can go back."
"Can we leave?" Jin Taiwu muttered, Yu Jiao glanced at Song Qian and sighed: "It's not easy to meet a young man who fell in love with each other at first sight, and now we have to separate."
"Uncle Jin, I'm glad to meet you too." Apart from the big lolita who called his sister mom, the violent woman who beat him up, and Jiang Lingshuo who had reverie about his sister, this uncle Jin can be regarded as Song He was the first person Qian met after coming to Korea.
Jin Taiwu lowered his head and thought for a while, glanced at Song Qian's luggage bag and said: "Listening to what you just said, you probably don't have a place to stay tonight. So, I live nearby. If you don't mind, I will stay here tonight." Come stay at my house for the night.¡±
After hearing this, Song Qian looked very excited. He was so sleepy that he just gave him a pillow. But thinking about it again, he and Uncle Jin just met by chance. No matter how enthusiastic he was, he would not take him home after knowing him for less than half an hour. Bar? It was still late at night.
Jin Taiwu seemed to understand Song Qian's worries and hurriedly pointed to Mr. Minjing and said: "My home is nearby, and the minjings here know me. You can tell them later. I will leave my phone number here. You don¡¯t have to stay here anymore.¡±
Although Mr. Minjing didn¡¯t know what Jin Taiwu was thinking, he agreed with him very much: "Mr. Song, I also recommend you to go. Mr. Jin Taiwu is a frequent visitor here and we all know him."
Jin Taiwu was addicted to alcohol. Whenever he was drunk, he would always have some quarrels with others, and fights were commonplace. Almost all the people who came in and out knew him, and they also knew that besides him, Apart from being fond of drinking and making trouble, Mr. Minjing was very relieved that Song Qian, a foreign friend, would stay at his house for one night. After all, this was a police station, and Song Qian couldn't stay here overnight.
With Mr. Minjing's help, Song Qian's worries were gone. Besides, besides his passport and ID card, he only had a few sets of clothes on him. It was hard to think of anything else that he could think about. Maybe Kim Tae-moo was attracted by her beauty and wanted to rob her