When Shi Zhenqiu worked hard to integrate into the team again, Zheng Junhe was just busy with his own.

But after a while, Shi Zhenqiu had already seen it clearly.

The elder brother got up so early, and it turned out that he was making kimchi cakes.

It seems that the setbacks last night hit him hard, so he has been working hard silently since the morning.

It was just the first time that the kimchi cake was baked, but it was still muddy.

Looking at Zheng Junhe's gloomy face, Shi Zhenqiu couldn't help but sigh.

But he was not ready to forgive Zheng Junhe, so he naturally would not talk to him.

Just by talking to Jung Hyung-dun, he conveyed the method.

"Kimchi cakes must be turned over frequently and continuously dripping oil."

Zheng Hyung-dun silently remembered it in his heart. When Shi Zhenqiu walked away, he approached Zheng Junhe's side.

"Brother, I said that kimchi cakes must be turned over and dripped oil frequently."

Zheng Junhe's movements froze, then his old face turned red and his big head lowered.

Although the words were said by Jung Hyung-dun, how could he not understand that it was actually Shi Zhenqiu who deliberately asked Jung Hyung-dun to convey them.

It was obvious that I did something wrong, but I had to take the initiative to stand up and settle down as much as I was.

This time, Zheng Junhe finally realized his shortcomings.

Silently, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself.

Good guy, the loud "pop" scared everyone to stop.

"Ah, Idle Lord, what are you doing?"

Liu Zaishi thought something had happened again, so he asked in anger.

He was really scared.

I finally pulled the atmosphere back. If there was another accident, everyone would collapse if it didn't work.

But what he didn't expect was that after Zheng Junhe gave him a mouth, he suddenly bowed to everyone.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault. It's my willfulness and mistakes that have caused trouble for everyone."

Everyone opened their mouths wide, and they never expected that Zheng Junhe, who was stingy, would admit his mistake on his own initiative.

Only Park Mingxiu accepted it, but said, "If you want to apologize, you are also apologizing to the teacher. What do you say to us?"

After a while, breakfast was ready and everyone sat on the dining table together.

Shi Zhenqiu was still eating breakfast silently like before, not wanting to talk.

But he didn't notice that the people at the table were winking at each other and urging Zheng Junhe.

After being forced by everyone's eyes, Zheng Junhe had to swallow his saliva continuously. After a few times, he mustered up the courage and coughed loudly.

"That...busy..."

Shi Zhenqiu really didn't expect that Zheng Junhe would call him.

But he did not look up, but just stopped moving, which also showed that he was listening.

Zheng Junhe became more and more nervous, and his thick lips stammered several times before finally making a sound.

"Must, sorry!"

Although he didn't say much, the short three words washed Shi Zhenqiu's heart like huge waves.

"I'm sorry, I didn't do it well last night. I am a brother, but I'm so willful. Here I'll apologize to you."

Because Shi Zhenqiu lowered his head, no one could see his expression.

But suddenly, everyone noticed that the plate under his head became vast.

It seems that for this apology, Mai Ni's emotions became excited again.

Jung Hyung-dun hurriedly hugged him from behind and kept patting his back.

"Menine, did you see it? Brother Junhe apologized to you. It's him wrong. He has no wise eyesight and can't do things, but you will forgive him, right?"

Shi Zhenqiu just didn't say anything, and this time he simply covered his face with his hands, crying even more violently.

However, the atmosphere this time was different from last night. When everyone saw him crying, they smiled comfortably.

At this time, Shi Zhenqiu was able to cry, which means that he began to vent his inner gloom and stress.

The crisis triggered last night finally ended in Shi Zhenqiu's tears.

Although the impact cannot dissipate immediately, at least normal work can continue.

When will Shi Zhenqiu be able to communicate with Zheng Junhe as before, it will take time to slowly resolve it.

The trip to New York is limited, so you must try to record as much content as possible in a limited time.

After breakfast, the next day, everyone started to work hard for a new theme.

After finally coming to the fashion capital, Kim Tae-ho, a guy who is coquettish and thinks he is very fashionable, wouldn't he be without a fashionable theme.

Although Shi Zhenqiu is not very interested in so-called fashion, he is still very obedient when doing the show. If you ask for it, then try your best to run.

It was another tired day, and by the time I returned to the dormitory, it was already late.

However, before Shi Zhenqiu could settle down, the writer from the production team ran over with a look of surprise.

"Oh, be busy, hurry up, someone is looking for you."

Shi Zhenqiu did not move, but carefully observed the writer's expression.

"Who is looking for me? I don't know anyone in New York, so how could anyone look for me?"

The writer was already very excited and said seriously: "It's really a great person. Hurry up, the person is just downstairs."

Shi Zhenqiu still doesn't believe it.

"Hey, it seems to be true. Do you think I will believe it?"

The writer was so angry that he kicked him in the butt.

"Oh, there are only a few steps upstairs and downstairs. Do I need to lie to you?"

Even if he was kicked, Shi Zhenqiu was not shaken at all.

"Ah, don't I know you? Even if you walk a few steps, you can create a trap that harms people. Tell me, is there a bucket of water ready outside? As soon as I go out, I pour it on my head?"

The writer is going crazy.

"Ah Xi, why are you so annoying?"

Shi Zhenqiu was more confident.

"You just hate it. You finally had a break, why do you have to do these things?"

The writer is going crazy.

"I said it, no, it's really someone is looking for you."

Seeing that he almost made the writer crazy, Shi Zhenqiu was a little hesitant.

"Someone is really looking for me?"

The writer is already exhausted and the answers are weak.

"Um."

"You swear?"

The writer jumped up, and at some point, there was a pair of scissors in his hand. He stood there dancing, the sword flashing, and the eye-catching.

"Oh, puppy, I'm fed up if you love to go or not. If you dare to ask another question, I'll kill you."

Shi Zhenqiu felt cold all over his body and hurriedly hid far away.

This writer is usually very skilled at Wen Liang, why is he so explosive at this moment?

It seemed that it was true or not fake, Shi Zhenqiu began to move downstairs.

He first opened the door suddenly, but the person hid to the side.

After waiting for a few seconds, I was convinced that there was no danger, and I slowly poked my head out. I looked at it all up, down, left and right, and after I was sure that it was really safe, I slowly walked out.

Every time he passes by a door, he will slow down, test it again and again, and walk over after he is truly sure.

The writer following behind looked at him as he looked like a bear, and he felt chest tightness.

I endured it again and again until Shi Zhenqiu walked to the stairs, and was still looking around.

The writer can't stand it anymore.

"Ah, are you going on your own or will I kick you down?"

Kick down from the stairs?

Shi Zhenqiu's crotch cold and he was so scared that he quickly said, "No, no, I'll go down by myself."
To be continued...