y to the peak of popularity.To be realistic, the success of a concert is closely tied to each person's share of the revenue. For the vast majority of Korean artists, touring is where idols truly make...A girl with a white headband, wearing student sportswear and carrying a small schoolbag, was standing in front of the JYP right building. She stared blankly at the closed entrance, her hands clasped tightly in front of her, her face full of confusion and dismay. The focus in her eyes seemed to have become somewhat scattered at some point.

Although the street behind her was bustling and noisy, with car horns audible even from a distance, a palpable sense of loneliness emanated from this girl as she looked back. It seemed at odds with the surrounding environment, starkly contrasting with the cacophony behind her.

Ji Jingyuan walked behind her, glanced at the right building that was closed off, and then swept his gaze across the girl's face from the side. He remembered what Park Zhen-young had told him a few days ago, and a knowing look flashed in his eyes.

"Are you a JYP trainee"

Chi Jingyuan walked over and asked softly.

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Zhou Tzuyu finished her classes this morning and rushed to the company after lunch.

After she came here at the end of last year, she realized how weak her foundation was. Being a trainee is not as simple as one might imagine; it requires learning all sorts of things.

Every month there would be an end-of-month assessment, a public evaluation, and her once-proud dance skills became unremarkable here, not standing out at all.

Apart from these, even if she had tried her best to adapt, the complicated etiquette and hierarchy of seniority also made her quite uncomfortable.

Besides the trainees' hard training life and the ever-present competition, the pressure has been quite high for her since she arrived here.

Although these things might be challenging, with effort, one can gradually integrate and improve their skills as they sweat.

The most serious problem is the language barrier. Zhou Tzuyu's language aptitude is average, and after several months in Korea, she still can't understand Korean very well. When communicating with others, she has to rely on gestures and guesswork, making it difficult to get her point across.

Besides a few fellow countrymen who she could occasionally chat with, the language barrier created a strong sense of isolation between her and her surroundings. As an introverted person, she hadn't made many close friends until now. Every day, she went to school and back alone, practiced alone, and ate alone.

Under this kind of lonely and desolate environment, she could only rely on her own belief to persevere. Every day, she wore a calm and composed expression, not like a little girl who came to the peninsula alone to be a trainee at such a young age.

Only when talking to her mother on the phone at night can she pour out her emotions, which is also the time she is happiest and can best show her true self.

I just talked to my mom yesterday. She cried a little on the phone and acted cute. With my mother's comfort, her recent gloomy mood has improved a lot.

Just a good mood, before arriving at the company building, seeing that the practice room on the right was closed, it immediately disappeared.

She didn't know what was going on. Why couldn't she get into the practice space Where did everyone else go Why wasn't anyone telling her what to do now Where should she go

A feeling of bewilderment washed over her. Zhou Tzuyu felt lost and confused in this moment. She suddenly felt like she didn't belong here. Although the pedestrians behind her and the buildings in front were so close, they seemed incredibly distant, like worlds apart.

After the confusion, she remembered that a few days ago, in the practice room, the director had gathered everyone to announce something. However, because of language difficulties, she hadn't understood, and no one helped her explain or translate. She just stood blankly at the back of the crowd, not knowing what to do.

She remembered that after that, it seemed like several female trainees in the distance were pointing at her while laughing and whispering to each other, with expressions of amusement tinged with anticipation.

Having experienced the local's xenophobia for a few months, Tzuyu didn't mind it. At that time, she was just wondering what these people were expecting.

Are they just waiting for this moment today

Standing alone in front of the building, looking at the sealed door, Zhou Tzuyu's entire mind was a bit chaotic. Her emotions were low and despondent. She suddenly felt like crying and also wanted to leave here directly and return to her own home.

Just as various thoughts gathered together in a chaotic manner, producing all sorts of negative ideas, suddenly a male voice came from beside me.

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"Are you a JYP trainee"

Chi Jingyuan asked a question, and as the girl turned her head, he also saw her face clearly.

Her hair is very long and falls to her shoulders. The headband on her head looks pretty cute. Her face shape is regular but a little short, her facial features are beautiful, and she gives off a very comfortable vibe. Just looking at her face, she's already very attractive.

But this girl seems too young, her eyes and eyebrows still hold a lingering childishness. Although she is not short in height, at first glance, she looks like a teenager in junior high school.

And there's still some baby fat on her face, besides that...her skin is a little darker.

This is Chi Jingyuan's first impression of her.

After Chi Jingyuan finished asking, he didn't get a response. The other person looked confused and puzzled, as if they didn't understand at all.

"Hmm..." Ji Jingyuan thought for a moment, seeing that the other party didn't understand Korean, so he switched to Japanese and asked again.

This time, the other party was even more dumbfounded. A pair of big eyes looked at Chi Jingyuan in a daze, shaking their head, not knowing whether they were nodding or shaking their head.

At this time, Pu Zhai in front turned his head and glanced back. He didn't say anything, gave Chi Jingyuan a look that said "I'll go in first," and walked directly into the building.

"Are you a JYP trainee" As soon as Ki-won changed his voice to that of Hyeon-woo, the other person's eyes lit up obviously, like a lost lamb finding its flock.

"Yes, yes, you're also a trainee at the company... Are you also from Xia Guo"

Although the girl seemed to have some emotional fluctuations, she seemed somewhat familiar. Her tone, which had been agitated in the past, was now controlled, and her voice had become much softer.

"No, but I lived in Xia for a long time..."

Ji Jingyuan shook his head and didn't explain much. He pointed to the left building in front of him and said, "The right building will be undergoing repairs and renovations these days. It's off-limits for the next while. Even people who aren't from JYP know this. Looking at you like this..."

"...I don't know."

Chou Tzu-yu pursed her lips and lowered her head, staring at her clenched fingers.

"No one told me."

This novel was first published on TTH (繁體小說網).als during this period to jointly perform the most exciting show in the fashion industry.This year's Milan Fashion Week started on the 23rd, and Ji Jingyuan arrived two days early. Even before checkin...