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Chapter 189 The Group Variety Show That Cannot Be Broadcast
"Fifty push-ups, not one less..."

On the basketball court, Wu Sehun, Wang Jiaer and Zhang Yixing were watching with their arms around each other, while Park Chanyeol, Lim Youngwoong and Park Jae-bum were lying on the concrete floor, accepting their punishment in an orderly manner.

Gong Cheng yawned, listened to the sound of Kakao messages popping up on his phone, and glanced down.

[Osaka Shiba Inu woof woof woof]: "Why are you hurt? (Angry)"

[Stingy Mina-chan]: "Shouldn't it be sent to Chaeyoung?"

"A cool dunk and then he lost his footing..." Gong Cheng exaggerated the description. He wasn't bragging, he really could dunk! Although he only sprained his ankle during a layup, he still had to describe it as cool.

He copied and pasted the message and gave a unified reply to the two people from Kansai.

As for Ming Jingnan's so-called sending it to Little Tiger, he didn't quite believe it. If he wanted to send it, he would have sent it a long time ago.

[Osaka Shiba Inu woof woof woof]: "Did you bring medicine? Baka! I bet you didn't bring these things. Quickly ask Dayu oppa to help you get some medicine at the pharmacy, otherwise it will get worse!"

"Did you hear that? (puppy growling)"

[Stingy Mina-chan]: "I'm going to sleep, good night. (Penguin is sleepy)"

"..."

Under the street lights in the garden, Bae Joo-hyun swayed her long skirt that fell to her calves, her long golden hair draped on both sides of her shoulders, and her steps were a little hurried.

After hearing the counting sound on the basketball next to my ear, I couldn't help but smile.

"40~41~"

"Ah Xi! Get the posture right, Hero Brother!"

"..."

"Where's Seulgi?" Bae Joo-hyun sat on the chair next to Gong Sung and took out the spray and abrasion medicine she had just taken out from the small black bag and placed them on the table. "Here, I brought some medicine. Apply it quickly, otherwise it will hurt more tomorrow."

"She went to the bathroom." Gong Cheng looked at the ointment that Pei Zhuxuan brought, chuckled and thanked her, "Thank you, Zhuxuan."

Then, he took the ointment and squeezed a little into his hand without hesitation. He bent down and rubbed the ointment on the bruised ankle with the tip of his finger under Bae Joo-hyun's gaze.

"Then should I spray this?" Gong Cheng picked up the spray on the table and shook it in his hand.

This scene made Bae Joo-hyun's brows twitch, "You are too perfunctory... This medicine needs to be rubbed in, it will have no effect if you just apply it casually." She is very experienced in injuries such as sprains and bruises.

When members of the group get injured, she will help them with massage to relieve the pain.

"Isn't it?"

"As for!"

"Then I'll listen to you." Gong Cheng glanced at the mobile phone on the table. A few messages popped up on Kakao, but he didn't have time to read them. He continued to lower his head and gently stroked the ointment that had not been evenly applied.

"..." Pei Zhuxuan wordlessly moved the folding chair under her, getting closer to Gong Cheng. She pushed his wrist away in annoyance, "Get out of the way! I just realized how clumsy you are, and you're getting more arrogant every day!"

"You can't even apply medicine. I told you to rub it, but I rubbed it hard so the medicine would be absorbed better. What's wrong with you? Do you think your ankles are works of art? Or beautiful jade? You can't bear to rub them hard?"

"Ani, it's easy for you to say, it really hurts!" Gong Cheng retorted, looking down at Pei Zhuxuan who bent down and put her little hand on his ankle - at first she rubbed it tentatively twice, and it felt quite comfortable.

The force was just right, but within two seconds, before Gong Cheng could blush and say anything, he couldn't help but yell, "Bae Joo Hyun! It hurts! Be gentle!"

"..."

"???"

The people on the basketball court didn't have time to pay attention to the basketball bouncing on the floor. They all looked at Gong Cheng who was screaming.

"What's going on?" Park Jae-bum put his hands on his hips.

"Actually, it's pretty good for two stunning looks to be dating." Zhang Yixing said pertinently. He didn't expect that during this trip to Daegu, the relationship between the youngest member and Bae Joo-hyun developed very passionately!

"What's good about that? Now I have figured out how the youngest member's life will end in the future." Wang Jiaer shrugged and curled his lips.

"Don't just stand there, catch the ball, brother!" Park Chanyeol grabbed the basketball in an instant, shouted at Lin Yingxiong, and started an offensive wave.

"Ashi! You guys are such a scoundrel!"

"..."

"What are you screaming for? Are you a grown man afraid of pain?" Bae Joo-hyun couldn't help blushing when she heard Gong Cheng's shouting.

She just couldn't stand Gong Cheng's clumsy behavior, not even being able to apply the medicine properly - and if the medicine didn't work after using it, wouldn't it have been a waste? So, known as the "Master Hand" in the group, she decided to take matters into her own hands and show off her skills.

"Are you taking revenge? How can you be so forceful?" Gong Cheng gritted his teeth. He had originally said, "Joo Hyun, are we a little intimate?" But the moment this Daegu woman's hand tightened, he realized how wrong he was!

Is this because he called her "short" and "short-legged" and is holding a grudge against her?

"How can you promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis without using any force?" Bae Joo-hyun uttered an insightful remark. Under her drooping cheeks, her shawl-like golden hair scattered on the skin of Gong Cheng's calves.

Gong Cheng was shaking with pain, but fortunately, after getting used to the strength of the Daegu woman's hands, it didn't hurt so much anymore. The wound on his ankle was burning hot, as if the ointment had started to take effect.

He bent down, brushed aside Bae Joo Hyun's scattered golden hair, and looked at his ankle under those white and tender hands. He couldn't help but say speechlessly, "What you said makes sense, but why is it even more swollen?"

Bae Joo-hyun raised her eyes and met his bright eyes in the dim night. She blinked, full of curiosity and confusion.

Their eyes met—the Daegu woman quickly lowered her head, pretending to be loud to cover up the throbbing she had just felt. "How can it not be swollen if you use so much force?"

"Then why did you use so much force? I thought it would be fine tomorrow if I used so much force!" Gong Cheng was very sure that this was the revenge and anger from the Daegu woman!
"Shut up! Shut up!" Pei Zhuxuan couldn't help but reach out and pinch his calf. Then she raised her head and picked up the spray on the table. She lifted his ankle and sprayed it on the sprained area. "That's it! It hurts, it hurts, does it hurt that much?"

Then she quickly stood up and said, "I'll go see what Seulgi is doing..."

"I understand." Gong Cheng let out a long sigh and tried to move. He glanced at the back of the Daegu woman as she walked into the living room and shouted helplessly, "Thank you, Zhu Xuan~"

It really did seem to be less painful? Better? But he couldn't help but wonder, why were you running so fast? You don't even want to hear the words of thanks? Doing good deeds without leaving a name! Really!
After taking a sip of cocktail, Gong Cheng picked up the phone that had been ringing on the table for a while. Cou Xiaogou, who was far away in Seoul, sent a series of messages.

[Osaka Shiba Inu woof woof woof]: "Baka? Where are the people?"

"You're dead, Gong Cheng! You didn't reply to my message immediately! I'm angry!"

"I'm really angry! (Shiba Inu angry)"

"Ask Daewoo Oppa to buy medicine for you, you hear?"

"Forget it, if you don't reply to my message, I'll call Dayu Oppa!"

"..."

Gong Cheng looked at the dense messages still popping up on the screen, and quickly sent an emoticon of "Park Jin Young holding the trophy" to interrupt the spell. Then he turned on the camera and pointed it at the ointment and spray brought by Bae Joo Hyun on the table, took a picture of his ankle that had just been applied with the ointment, and then sent it.

He tapped the screen and said, "Don't worry, Brother Dayu bought me some medicine. I just took it and I feel much better."

Just when Gong Cheng was about to turn off the screen, a message popped up after the words "good night" from [Stingy Mina-chan].

The message was simple and concise, with only a picture and a few words.

[Stingy Mina-chan]: "(Picture) Ask your agent, Oppa, to buy you this spray. It's very useful. Go to bed and have a good night."

In the loaded picture, Ming Jingnan, who had black manicure, was holding a small bottle of spray in silver and white packaging in her hand. There was Korean writing on it, which roughly said that it was a gimmick for curing sprains.

Gong Cheng looked at the spray that Pei Zhuxuan brought on the table with some surprise. They were the same brand.

It seems that this spray sells really well and is very famous in Seoul?

Gong Cheng forwarded the photo he sent to Minatozaki Sana to Mingjing Minami, "We are so in tune with each other, Dayu has already bought it for me, I have applied the medicine, good night (grin)"

……

The next day, the company filmed the director and staff of the MV, and seamlessly transitioned to the filming of the group variety show.

Compared to the MV shooting, twenty or thirty staff members were happily and relaxedly having fun in the villa rented by Gong Cheng and his friends, barbecuing, playing ball, etc., while Bae Joo-hyun and Kang Seul-gi sat quietly off-screen and chatted with the staff.

In the empty camera, there are no figures of the seven members of Bombardment Meteor, only the beautiful sunshine of Daegu.

"Ah, what time did these guys play until last night?" Jin Dayu sat on a chair by the swimming pool. He sounded complaining, but he was smiling.

In fact, it doesn’t matter what time they play until, because the work is done anyway. The so-called group variety show is just a gimmick to cover up work and let these kids relax.

After all, in a few days, they will go to Las Vegas to attend the Billboard Awards Ceremony, and they may even win the first major award unique to K-pop. Although no one outside is optimistic, they will be the first.

"I'm not sure, maybe three or four o'clock? Or all night?" Bae Joo-hyun guessed hesitantly. Last night, she and Kang Seul-gi were in this villa. They played until twelve o'clock and then went back to rest. But when she got up at four or five in the middle of the night to drink water, she saw from the balcony that the lights in the yard next door were on.

A few crazy drunkards were singing loudly while holding bottles of wine. She eavesdropped in the corner, but fortunately there was no sound of Gong Cheng.

She believes that since one is injured and has applied medicine, one should rest well and drink less alcohol.

"Ah, it seems like these guys really drink a lot." Jin Dayu looked at the various wine bottles on the garden dining table, including foreign liquor, beer, cocktails, red wine, and even China's Moutai.

"Daewoo oppa, what are they going to shoot for their group variety show?" Jiang Seulgi asked curiously. They won't be appearing in Bombardment Meteor's group variety show, and even if they do, they will be cut out in the post-production editing.

However, she was still very curious about what else these brothers could do besides drinking. Although Sehun mentioned their hobbies last night, looking at the bottles scattered all over the garden, it always seemed a bit ridiculous...

It's like Wu Sehun is trying to establish his own persona.

"I don't know. There's no script. They just shoot whatever they want." Jin Dae-woo took a sip of the coffee in his hand and pulled down his sun hat. Now he is becoming more and more like the agent of a popular artist.

Then, seeing the confused looks from Bae Joo-hyun and Kang Seul-gi, he smiled and explained, "They're all a bunch of young rich people. Do we really have to give them a script and play some games of house?"

"It's not a game of playing house, the fans will like it." Bae Joo-hyun smoothed the hair by her ear. They had never been like this in Red Velvet's group variety shows. They slept until noon and didn't get up. Even if they woke up, they didn't know what to shoot.

"Yeah, a group variety show should also show the team spirit or something, at least it should be interesting. Yours is a bit too boring." Jiang Seulgi said frankly. Which group's variety show doesn't take the opportunity to show the team spirit and establish each group's personality.

"Ani, how can it be boring? Actually, traveling and drinking are just their ways of entertaining themselves. If this were Jeju Island, these kids would pick up surfboards and surf the sea, or drive yachts and ride the waves..."

"During afternoon tea, they'd put on sun hats and sunglasses and go to the racecourse," Kim Dae-woo recalls his long association with the Bombardment Meteors. "Besides the expensive sports, they'd sweat it out in the gym or stadium in the afternoon, and then end the day with a boisterous drink in the evening."

"So, compared to the customized script, their real lives are much more interesting. But those idiotic media outlets are obsessed with reporting on these kids' nighttime itineraries in Jiangnan. That's why they're so hateful!"

Jin Dae-woo sighed and pointed with emotion at the camera prepared by the crew not far away. "You are also artists, you should understand it well. When you live under the spotlight, you can't cry, laugh, fall in love, or..."

"As for team spirit and stuff, they're all adults, so they're naturally considerate of each other's emotions, and that can be shown without acting."

"So cool..." Jiang Seul-ki muttered with some longing. She had debuted for a few years and naturally made some money, but her life was not as rich as Kim Dae-woo described!
But she doesn't earn much, how can she afford such hardship?

"Carefree? I think they are, too, but I'm not envious." Jin Dae-woo curled his lips. "After all, these kids deserve it."

"Why not be envious? Who doesn't want to be rich?" Jiang Seulgi asked like a straight-talking boy. If she had the money-making ability of those members of Bombardment Meteor, she would only have to work for two years at most and then retire!
Bae Joo-hyun guessed something, frowned and remained silent.

"Because apart from those clubs in Gangnam, they go to the hospital most often, but no one in Xiba has reported on it at all!" Jin Dae-woo angrily pointed at the crowd of staff not far away. The company specially assigned a doctor, and most of the seven people in the group had countless illnesses.

Back injuries, leg injuries, cervical spine and other problems, some are very serious, while others are a cumulative problem - and a psychologist.

……

"Joohyun, Seulgi~ Good morning~"

A tall figure suddenly appeared on the balcony on the second floor of the villa, standing in the sunshine and greeting them by the swimming pool.

"Ah! It's already 3 o'clock in the afternoon. I've been waiting for you for a long time! Many scenic spots will be closed at night! We can only go shopping on the street!" Bae Joo-hyun glanced at the time on her mobile phone and shouted unhappily.

She's doing her job as a tour guide seriously, but isn't it too much to get up at this hour? What scenic spot is open at night?

"Kenchana~ Hiking at night is also very nice, you can see the stars~"

Gong Cheng scratched his hair that was sticking up from waking up and shouted something incoherently. The toothpaste foam in his mouth was getting more and more. He quickly turned around and limped into the bathroom to rinse his mouth.

In the living room, the other members of Bombardment Meteor also got up one after another. Park Jae-bum was lying on the sofa, and Park Chanyeol was helping him put a plaster on his waist.

Several people took turns helping each other. Gong Cheng put his feet on the sofa and looked at the redness and swelling on his ankle, which was better but not completely healed.

"Do you want me to get you a wheelchair? I don't think climbing mountains is possible for you. Let's try something else." Lin Yingxiong said with concern while picking up the plaster and sticking it on his knee.

The practice during this period was so tiring for him as the lead singer that he simply couldn't bear it. In order not to hold the members back, he either practiced extra or asked the dance teacher for guidance. In short, he was in pain but also happy.

"It's okay, can you guys get me a stretcher and carry me up there?"

"Ah Xi, now you know how to call me brother?"

Wu Sehun was speechless. He picked up the plaster, aimed it at Gong Cheng's shoulder blade, and helped him put it on. He knew that the youngest member had been sore in this area due to his recent practice.

At the corner of the stairs, Jin Dae-woo walked up leisurely.

The guy had a handheld camera in his hand. Green Bean looked at the seven boys in the camera, helping each other to apply the plasters. He couldn't help but press the door-opening button to freeze the scene.

"Hey, Brother Dayu, what's there to film?"

Gong Cheng heard the sound of the flash and happened to turn around to see Jin Dayu holding a camera. He shouted speechlessly.

"Hey brother, I haven't put on my shirt yet!" Park Chanyeol!

"..."

"It's okay, as long as I have pants on."

……

At 4 pm, led by tour guide Bae Joo-hyun, the Bombardment Meteor group arrived at the southwest area of ​​Daegu.

Compared to the area near Seomun Market in Daegu's central business district, this area is far away from the city. According to Daegu women, there are many natural landscapes here, such as Okyeonji Songhae Park, Daming Reservoir, and Biseul Mountain.

In short, there will be fewer passers-by. After all, Gong Cheng and others are a large group of people, so they will cause congestion, which would be boring.

"It's so hot..." Gong Cheng's ankle hadn't healed yet, and he was limping along slowly.

Most of the VJs in charge of filming were busy following the members in front, while the Daegu women walked behind, chatting with Gong Cheng from time to time, and then taking out their mobile phones to take pictures of the beautiful scenery of their hometown.

"It's very hot, but luckily you didn't come next month, otherwise it would be even hotter during the rainy season." Bae Joo-hyun introduced her hometown. Daegu is a city with a temperate climate with distinct four seasons and a basin topography.

Therefore, midsummer is also considered to be the wettest and hottest area on the peninsula.

"We in Daegu do have a nickname."

"what?"

"The Peninsula is a small Africa." The woman from Daegu seemed to be very knowledgeable and began to popularize science.

Gong Cheng felt a headache after hearing this. He pulled Pei Zhuxuan's wrist and said, "Take a break."

Bae Joo-hyun nodded, and quietly tied the loose laces on her white canvas shoes. Then she stood up and looked around, only to find that Kang Seul-gi had run far away and was playing in the flower field with Oh Se-hun and the others.

Then, she handed her phone to Gong Cheng, "Take a picture for me, okay? Isn't the scenery of Daegu beautiful?"

"It's quite beautiful." Gong Cheng sat in a brown oil-wood pavilion and raised the camera of his mobile phone - the Daegu woman was standing in the camera, her white long skirt hanging down to her fair calves.

She wore white stockings on her ankles, and her shawl blonde hair was covered by an off-white sun hat. Her pretty face was as smiling as the golden flower field behind her.

"Taken." Gong Cheng pressed the shutter and shouted.

"What's so good about that? I haven't even struck a pose yet..." Bae Joo-hyun raised her head and spoke as she half-bent over the wooden bridge, her body leaning forward and suspended over the flower fields below. Her smiling face stared intently at the camera. After more than ten seconds, her pretty face, known as the "Goddess of Beauty," stiffened. "Are you done with the photo?"

"Okay, I'm waiting for you to change to the next pose." Gong Cheng took the small travel fan that Pei Zhuxuan bought on the roadside, and couldn't help fanning it next to his ears. It was so hot!

The woman from Daegu came over, took her phone and glanced at the photos. Her photography skills were… very average! Fortunately, there were a lot of them, so Gong Cheng snapped dozens of them.

"Huff~" Gong Cheng looked at her cheeks under the sun hat, where hot sweat stuck to her hair. He moved the fan close to her cheeks, blowing out a cool breeze.

He felt that the Daegu woman in front of him was very suitable for wearing a long skirt. She looked much better than twisting around in jeans! Moreover, the long skirt could help her cover up the flaws of her short stature, making her face more worthy of her name.

"The photo is okay, right? I think this is the most beautiful place in Daegu." Bae Joo-hyun didn't want to undermine his self-confidence, so she reluctantly praised his photography skills.

"Ani, I beg to differ." Gong Cheng stood up slowly. If he didn't catch up with the main group, he would be left behind. The scenery was indeed quite nice, with golden flower fields and wooden bridges covering the branches...

"So what do you say?" Bae Joo-hyun defended her hometown, thinking that this guy might think Daegu is not good enough? This was something she could not tolerate!

"Really? Don't be too proud if you tell me."

"Don't worry, I won't be angry or argue with you! What? Proud?" Bae Joo-hyun followed his limping figure, a little confused - is the sun too strong? I'm about to get heatstroke. What did I hear?
"This flower field isn't as beautiful as the smiles of women from Daegu."

"Ouni~ come quickly~"

Gong Cheng chuckled and nudged Pei Zhuxuan's shoulder, but it was nothing, just empty air. "Let's go. What are you standing there for? Are you embarrassed?"

"I'm not embarrassed, I just think you have amazing taste!" Bae Joo-hyun's fair face turned a little red, not sure if it was because of the sun. She laughed like an old lady and trotted straight to catch up with Kang Seul-gi in front of her.

"..." Gong Cheng watched her running away, her white dress lifted by the wind as she ran, "Ah Xi! Is there no one to help me?"

“Sehunah!!!”

……

Daegu is an inland city on the peninsula, surrounded by mountains on almost all sides. At the foot of Fengya Mountain in the southwestern suburbs, there is an artificial beach, and the sea water floating between the sand and gravel is the water of the Geumho River.

On weekends, the area is packed with tourists, making it a small tourist attraction. But today, on a weekday, even with only a few guests, the company has reserved the area for Bombardment Meteor to relax and film their group variety show.

They arrived here at nightfall. Gong Cheng got out of the car with the help of Wu Shixun and laughed provocatively, "Get out, little Wuzi."

Wang Jiaer and Zhang Yixing couldn't hold back and laughed out loud. Wu Sehun looked at the members' smiles and immediately realized that what this person said was not a good thing, and couldn't help but punch Gong Cheng.

Then, he busily opened the trunk and moved down some of the purchased food and drinks with Park Jae-bum, Lim Young-woong and others.

They were going to have a barbecue and had originally wanted to go to the beach, but there was no sea in Daegu, at most there was a river...

Gong Cheng's status as a wounded soldier gave him an opportunity to be lazy - he sat alone on a beach chair, looking at the beach as night fell. The neon light strips on the ceiling flashed colorful lights, and on the beach a few meters away, the river water slowly spread among the sand.

Occasionally a night breeze blows by, which serves as a condiment for drinking.

The camera flashed red and green lights to capture the busy figures of the members, skewering meat, starting fire, grilling and so on... Lin Yingxiong and Wang Jiaer even ran to play beach volleyball.

Bae Joo-hyun and Kang Seul-gi were busy taking photos and checking in with each other...

"What's wrong, Brother Dayu?" Gong Cheng looked at Jin Dayu who was walking over and handed him a can of beer.

Jin Dae-woo opened the pull ring and took a sip, then sat on the chair next to him. "The endorsements for LV and Burberry are almost done."

"This deal should have been done long ago." Gong Cheng curled his lips, feeling somewhat speechless about those high-end European and American luxury brands. They really dragged it out. "When is it already?"

"After Bombardment Meteor's comeback." Kim Dae-woo said helplessly. The endorsement that could have been obtained very early has been delayed recently due to the group's reputation.

"Okay, then let them prepare to pay more." Gong Cheng took a sip of beer nonchalantly. It was normal for them to worry that Bombardment Meteor's return this time might fall from grace and affect him.

Gong Cheng can understand this, but if the group's comeback is a big hit, then as previously expected, the basic base in Asia will be completely screwed, so the signing fee at that time will definitely not be the same price as now.

Moreover, the reason why he was able to reach this final step in the negotiations with these two high-end luxury brands was not because of the name of the Bombardment Meteor group, but because of the influence of his first regular album in Asia and even the world.

Next, wait until Bombardment Meteor successfully reaches the top, add buffs, and add money!
"Tsk tsk, can you drink in front of the camera?" Bae Joo-hyun put away her phone and walked over. Kim Dae-woo greeted her with a smile and left tactfully.

The Daegu woman had been following Gong Cheng and his crew for four days, and she'd noticed they had absolutely no inhibitions at all, seemingly letting themselves go. Drinking beer and foreign liquor in front of the camera? Really...

"We are the artillery group, the dancing kings who go in and out of clubs every day. Isn't it normal for us to drink?" Gong Cheng joked to himself. The media published photos of them entering nightclubs every day, so drinking a little was nothing.

What do you do when you go to a nightclub and don't drink? Study!
"You are so careless. It is precisely because of these bad labels that you should be more careful and tear off the labels." Bae Joo-hyun took a can of Coke with a straw and took a sip.

"That's unnecessary, because what they said is pretty much the same. Those guys are all VIPs at all the big clubs in Gangnam." Gong Cheng shrugged and clinked his Coke with the Daegu woman's. "Why think so much? Stop worrying about it."

Pei Zhuxuan nodded. "That's right. What does your artillery group have to do with me? Let them fend for themselves!"
"Shit!" Park Chanyeol, who was sitting in front of the barbecue grill not far away, stared at the screen of his mobile phone and cursed in a low voice.

"Ah! I'm really impressed, Chanyeol, why did you post that photo?" Wang Jiaer took a sip of whiskey speechlessly and muttered twice as if complaining.

"This media is so disgusting!"

"..."

The director in charge of the group variety show waved his hand tactfully and paused the camera recording.

Gong Cheng limped over, with Pei Zhuxuan following beside him to prevent him from falling, "What's wrong, brother?"

"Look at the trending searches, I'm speechless..." Park Chanyeol scratched his head and sighed - he asked for the photo that Kim Dae-woo took in the villa after waking up in the afternoon.

He originally thought that if he posted photos of the members helping each other on Instagram, many fans would like to see them. He also often updates Instagram with photos of him playing ball with everyone.

Like last night's basketball game, he also uploaded a status update. Except for the anti-fans and black fans in the comment section, most fans still liked it.

Well, the main reason is that he felt that the angle of the photo taken at noon made his muscles look very sexy!

……

On the real-time hot searches of the major entertainment sections of the Peninsula, the post that ranks first in popularity has a very attractive title.

[Shocking! 7 naked men in Seoul! ! ! ]

There isn't much content in the post, just a picture.

In the photo, the seven members of Bombardment Meteor look like they just woke up, some wearing long pants, some wearing beach pants - Park Jae-bum is lying on the sofa, with a lot of white plasters on his waist injury.

Wu Sehun stood behind Gong Cheng, who was wearing jeans. Half of the plaster on his shoulder blade and his three-dimensional dog waist were exposed to the camera. He had half of his short-sleeved shirt on his broad shoulders and was looking back at the camera.

With all the same abdominal muscles and arm lines, Park Chanyeol actually has eight-pack abs due to the misalignment of the camera?

Isn't this nonsense?

No wonder this guy insisted on uploading this photo to ISN. Gong Cheng carefully glanced at the members and found that they were all wearing pants! How did it become the 7 naked men in Seoul?
In the comment section, the arguments and discussions were heated.

"Ah! Has the artillery group let themselves go? Have they started to show off?"

"Exposing ass! The guy above! Isn't it normal for guys to be shirtless? Even on stage, there are shirtless poses. Who's calling you mom? Which bitch came up with this title? I'll tear her mouth apart! Bitch!"

"Ani~ Why is Gong Cheng oppa wearing pants... Such a pity... I want to lick oppa's gun barrel~"

"Who the hell came up with this title? What a bitch! This is blatant slander and slander! SM and JYP, where's your lawyer's letter? Is it any use?"

"The funniest thing is that this photo was posted by Seoul 2PA himself. It's hilarious! Does Park Chanyeol think he's so cool for pulling this off?"

"Wow, this is my wallpaper. I'm licking the screen~ Gong Cheng oppa has such a great figure..."

"Let's be honest, the artillery group has a good figure! Tarot is even better. I wouldn't mind having sex with him if I gave him 100 million won!"

"..."

"Brother Chanyeol, you're just as speechless as the media..." Gong Cheng slumped down on a folding chair in a bad mood, picked up his beer and took a sip. Okay! The artillery group has evolved again, but these media are also talented!

7 naked men in Seoul?

Asiba!
"Okay, let's drink, it's nothing serious."

Gong Cheng comforted Park Chanyeol and then picked up a few skewers of barbecued meat, placed them on the grill, and expertly flipped them. He wanted to be lazy, but if he was lazy, it would feel like his trip would be in vain and meaningless.

Wu Sehun glanced at Bae Joo-hyun standing next to him, winked at Gong Cheng, and quickly stood up to make way, "Maknae, come on, I'm going to play volleyball for a while."

"I'll go with you." Jiang Seulgi glanced at her sister, smiled, and followed Wu Sehun to Wang Jiaer and the others to join the beach volleyball project.

The director in charge of the group variety show shooting would occasionally call a member, shoot them, and answer some questions.

……

The night at the foot of the mountain was as black as ink, and the neon lights on the beach gradually became dim as the night deepened.

The seven members of Bombardment Meteor lay on beach chairs, their shoes off and their feet immersed in the junction of river water and gravel, the drinks in their hands reflecting the night sky.

Bae Joo-hyun was lying on the chair next to Gong Cheng. The night breeze made her feel very comfortable. She actually felt as if she was in the Maldives?
The laughter of the Bombardment Meteor crew and the gurgling sound of the river filled her ears. She curiously kicked Gong Cheng who was lying next to her, wanting to chat with him, but her foot under her white skirt kicked nothing.

Short legs...

The Daegu woman straightened up in anger and stepped on Gong Cheng's instep, which was immersed in the river water. "Have you drunk too much?"

"No, this is just the beginning." Gong Cheng looked at her ankle, which was submerged in the river water, in surprise. It was stepping on the instep of his foot. The touch was smooth - Daegu woman, we are a little ambiguous...

"By the way, are you going home tomorrow? You're going back to Seoul the day after tomorrow, so why don't you go back to visit?"

"I'm going back tomorrow night to have dinner with my parents and sister..." Bae Joo-hyun told him her plans, then leaned sideways on the recliner and looked at him.

"I got it. Let Dayu Oppa take you home. I can't drive either." Gong Cheng took a sip of wine and lifted his sprained foot from the river. It looked difficult for him to drive. Then he seemed to remember something and took out his cell phone.

He opened Zhao Meiyan's chat box behind Pei Zhuxuan and sent a message, "Pabo, remember to tell me when you have a day off, and let's go home for dinner together. I'm going to the United States in a few days. Oh, Dad and Mom miss you a little."

"Father?" Pei Zhuxuan asked in a muffled voice when she saw him looking like a thief.

"Ani, family." Gong Cheng opened a bottle of Coke and handed it to the Daegu woman. "When I heard you say you were going home for dinner, I remembered that it's been a while since I went home for dinner."

Ex-girlfriend = Zhao Meiyan = special person = met parents, rounded up = family! Not a lie!
"Oh, I see." Bae Joo-hyun took the Coke and took a sip. It felt great!
Gong Cheng nodded, thinking that there were not many days left for relaxing. After returning to Seoul the day after tomorrow, in addition to expediting the filming of the MV for "Let It Be", everyone would immediately fly to Las Vegas, because the song "Boy With Luv" required collaboration with European and American singers, and they would probably stay for two more days.

Fortunately, the MV for "Let It Be" was relatively simple according to his plan, with only a few additional shots needed.

"What are you thinking about, maknae?" Park Chanyeol lay on the right side of Gong Cheng and clinked glasses with him. This guy was still depressed about the "7 Naked Men in Seoul".

"Brother, are the media issues giving you a headache?" Gong Cheng asked back. He didn't forget that the primary task of this trip was to let everyone relax.

"It's okay, I'm just speechless, you know? What's the difference between this and spreading rumors?" Park Chanyeol opened up and confided in a sarcastic manner.

Bae Joo-hyun listened to the conversation between the two. In her impression, although her senior Park Chanyeol's private life was not very good, he was still very serious about his work and was a very humble person in her daily life.

He is absolutely not the arrogant, conceited, or arrogant person described by the media...

"I'll teach you a way, brother."

"What solution?" Park Chanyeol leaned over curiously, and many members also looked over. Everyone was facing a similar situation, reaching the top, and the pressure was huge.

"Just shout it out." Gong Cheng pointed at the dark river in front of him and put down the bottle of wine in his hand. "A girl from Osaka once told me that if you're unhappy, you should shout it out. Shouting will make you feel much better!"

“It’s proven effective.”

"What are you shouting? Isn't that too childish?" Park Chanyeol's mouth twitched. He still has the burden of being an idol.

"Shout out the media! Scream the antis! What else is there to say besides Scream?"

Bae Joo-hyun frowned and listened to the key words in Gong Cheng's words, Osaka girl?
"Can this be broadcast?" Wang Jiaer touched his forehead, feeling helpless.

"Ah! We've all become the 7 naked men in Seoul, what is there to be afraid of? Let's have fun first! And there will be a post-production!" Gong Cheng smiled and encouraged his brothers' eager hearts.

"Yeah, I'll get scolded anyway." Lin Yingxiong nodded in agreement.

Zhang Yixing stood up with a smile on his face. He was always talkative, but talking too much wasn't good either, which was why his interviews were often edited maliciously. But he was a straightforward person, so he shouted towards the river: "..."

The echoes from the river surface resounded throughout the valley.

“We need to reach the summit…”

Park Jae-Bum roared without any reservation, and then opened two more bottles of whiskey.

"..."

Listening to the "ghostly howlings" one after another, Bae Joo-hyun kicked the culprit beside her.

"You're such a chuunibyou! I won't yell." Gong Cheng laughed out loud, which immediately caused a wave of dissatisfaction. Even Jiang Seqi joined in the fun and roared twice.

"Ah! I knew it was fun to tease you, bro?" Park Chanyeol scolded with a smile, but the depression in his heart dissipated a lot. Listening to the members' inner voices and his own shouting just now, he wanted to fly back to Seoul immediately to practice for his comeback!

I must get back what I lost!
"Did you yell in front of that Osaka girl?" Bae Joo-hyun stared into his drunken eyes with a smile...

"I shouted it, but it can't be broadcasted. It might go viral." Gong Cheng took a sip of wine and recalled the night when he and Minatozaki Sana were walking on the beach. Minato puppy was really good at making people happy!

"Maknae, didn't you say there was nothing to be afraid of? Anyway, our situation won't get any worse." Wang Jiaer curled his lips in disdain. He didn't care much about the comments from outside now.

"Really?"

"Shout!" Several members on the beach urged, and even Bae Joo-hyun and Kang Seul-gi joined in the fun.

"Xiao Cheng! Shout! What can't be broadcast? The company can handle it!" Jin Dae-woo and the director stood up from behind the camera not far away and shouted encouragement.

"Haha~Okay." Gong Cheng nodded with a smile, stood up and stepped on the river water. After taking a sip of wine, he glanced at the members watching around him and said, "You asked for this."

Who knows, the situation might get worse? But it doesn't matter.

“I don’t want to iterate—”

Gong Cheng shouted the first sentence. Pei Zhuxuan looked at the tall figure standing in front of her while biting a Coke. It was a very normal sentence. In the entertainment circle of the Peninsula, the iteration is very fast, but everyone has long been accustomed to it.

Not wanting to iterate is something everyone wants, it’s no big deal.

"Shit!"

This sentence has a very authentic accent. Park Chanyeol nodded and commented on Gong Cheng's Peninsula accent, which was worthy of him growing up in Seoul.

"Shit! I'll be so popular that their implants will melt! So popular that..."

"Prosthesis? Melted?" Park Chanyeol spat out a mouthful of wine and looked at Gong Cheng in front of him with a confused look on his face.

The echo of the valley resounded in everyone's ears, and Kim Dae-woo and the director stood up from behind the camera!!!

"How's it going?" Gong Cheng turned around and looked at the members, including the dumbfounded Bae Joo-hyun, with a smile. He suddenly remembered something. He had to be careful not to accidentally injure his allies. "You don't have prostheses, do you?"

He asked the members somewhat awkwardly, as this matter was very private after all and he didn't know much about it.

"Ashi! Is pure natural good?"

"...Shit, this is too..."

"I always feel that if we really let him out, the situation will be even worse!"

"Can the company and SM really handle this? It's better to just edit it and not air it..."

Seeking monthly tickets brothers, today is Mina sauce and Lao Gong’s birthday
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