I desperately want to win on the peninsula

Upon hearing this, Jay Park maintained his smile, stood up, clapped his hands, and said, "Let's put work aside for now. The party should be almost ready. Let's go upstairs."

Speaking of this, Lin Qianqiao suddenly remembered that someone else was coming. Just as she was about to mention it to Park Jae-beom, her phone rang. She picked it up and saw:

"Mianye, something came up, let's meet again next time."

OK.

After replying to Choi Sulli's message, Lin Qianqiao put away her phone, stood up and walked with Park Jae-beom. Gray casually packed his things and also walked out of the production room together.

There's no need to mention it now; they stood us up.

"Girlfriend?" Park Jae-beom raised an eyebrow. He had just glanced at her "casually" and gently bumped Lin Qianqiao's shoulder.

"Bullshit, I'm single." Lin Qianqiao scoffed, recalling the night before last.

"Hey buddy, you're not bad looking either, just a little less attractive than me. You shouldn't be single, right?" Gray laughed uncontrollably, as if he'd heard the funniest joke in the world.

"Heh..." Lin Qianqiao glanced at Gray sideways. Although he was indeed quite handsome, he was never afraid of looks. He dared to challenge him to a duel.

Some things are better left unsaid, lest they extinguish this guy's self-esteem.

Gray understood the meaning in his eyes and snapped, "Damn it, do you know how many women are fighting over my number?"

"I don't know..." Lin Qianqiao shook her head.

"You're ignorant."

Gray took a deep breath and compromised, "How about this, you're not bad looking, so how about we're on the same level?"

"Kamsammida," Lin Qianqiao nodded perfunctorily.

If it were a ranking of Ultraman's strength, he might have some objections, but looks are something we're born with, and he's not really interested in discussing that.

"Seriously, was that really not your girlfriend just now?" Jay Park continued to press, seemingly quite interested in Lin Qianqiao's love life.

To avoid this person continuing to bother her, Lin Qianqiao said directly, "Ah, she's a senior I met at today's event."

"That's great, you already know this older sister." Jay Park agreed, praising her while adding a touch of gossip, "Who is she?"

"Don't ask, I'm starving."

Lin Qianqiao urged, "Let's go quickly."

"Okay, okay," Park Jae-beom replied casually, pretending to casually take out his phone and search for something.

Today's topic is leaked photos of Lin Qianqiao at an event, with the headline "Swarovski Event: Kyo's Unedited Photos - How Does She Look?"

Tsk!

Jay Park glanced at the comments, which were all about his god-like looks, and lost all interest. If Gray saw that, he'd probably be really upset.

Hey!

When he saw another female guest at the event, he was surprised to find that it was Choi Sulli. Park Jae-beom became interested and waved his phone in front of Gary.

Gray looked at the woman in the event photos, and thinking about their conversation, the two exchanged a silent glance, then he glanced at Lin Qianqiao.

Stepping into the elevator, Gray couldn't help but ask first, "The senior you met at today's event wouldn't happen to be Sulli-ssi, would it?"

"Where did you find out?" Lin Qianqiao asked, quite surprised.

"There are photos of you two at your event today trending on Naver, what do you think?" Gray glanced at Lin Qianqiao and said irritably.

"So fast?"

"Those who are slower have already run out of food."

You know what, that's really true.

"I heard that Cui Zi's side is pursuing them." Gray, an old hand with plenty of inside information, reminded Lin Qianqiao, "Their relationship with us is so-so, I don't know the specifics."

"Ha...you're overthinking it." Lin Qianqiao shrugged, showing no interest whatsoever. He was just a senior she had recently met; what could he possibly say?

However, he was quite interested in what Gray said about their relationship being so-so. The fact that Gray said that meant things weren't going well. He wanted to gossip about it, but he didn't want to ask.

As the elevator doors opened, the thought had to be suppressed.

While they were having a barbecue on the rooftop, Zhou Xian arrived. When he entered, he looked around like a simpleton until he saw Lin Qianqiao, at which point he pretended to sit down quietly.

The other two AOMG teammates then joined the barbecue party, and with Jay Park's witty banter, the four of them got along quite well.

After all, with a big shot like Loco backing them up, the winner of the first season still had some prestige and face.

However, Zhou Xian's next sentence triggered laughter.

"Jaebeom, how about we do a pre-meal prayer?"

Zhou Xian seemed to understand the customs of his compatriots who had spent time overseas in their early years, "such as thanking God the Father..."

"Stop! Don't say anymore, Zhou Xian!"

"I don't have that habit, just start eating..."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Why don't you do the pre-meal prayer?"

Laughter echoed across the rooftop. Zhou Xian's face turned bright red. Had he ever considered asking his two teammates who had once lived overseas?

A simple charcoal grill is placed in the center, the charcoal burning red-hot with grayish-white edges and a blazing orange-yellow core.

Thick slices of pork belly, marbled beef ribs, and plump chicken wings... Right now, they are lying on a scorching hot wire grill.

As Zhou Xian kept turning the meat over, the meat itself underwent an amazing transformation under the continuous sizzling of the fat and the high temperature.

The outer layer turns golden brown and crispy, forming a fragrant, crunchy crust. The fatty parts become translucent, slightly charred, and melt in your mouth at the edges—a masterpiece of oil.

Under Zhou Xian's glare, Lin Qianqiao opportunely placed a piece of pork belly on her plate and began to eat it with relish. When she felt it was too greasy, she drank a can of iced pork belly.

I clinked glasses with my mentors and teammates at the same table, took a swig of ice-cold beer, and looked up at the boundless sunset.

I put down the beer can, then let out a satisfied burp, feeling just how wonderful this summer day was.

To be honest, based on my past understanding of Jay Park and his style, it's really strange that tonight's so-called barbecue party only consists of barbecue and men.

Lin Qianqiao had made all the necessary preparations for cleanliness, such as making small, pretentious movements like shifting his buttocks when his female companion was close to him.

Maintain a certain distance, and at the same time, take the opportunity to look down on your teammates who can't control themselves.

You could say it's vegetarian, but it's not quite. After all, we've eaten so much barbecue that we're almost stuffed, and we've drunk so much alcohol that we're almost drunk. But after half a day, what about the girls... this half-meat, half-vegetarian thing is the most uncomfortable.

Bored, Lin Qianqiao listened to their conversation, which gradually shifted from simple conversation to singles on the court. Lin Qianqiao listened intently but only felt bored. This was the topic she hated most. She shook her head and sighed at her teammates' immaturity, indulging in such disgraceful things, and felt ashamed to be associated with them.

Perhaps they heard what he was thinking, because in the end they still talked about SMTM, which was really boring now.

"There's another team battle coming up. I think we're facing YG. They seem to only have Superbee who's really good. I heard the one battling Evil Kid is... hahaha."

"A bad kid? That guy with the ramen noodle hair, the face of a young student, wearing a brightly colored oversized shirt, cargo shorts, and Crocs—you'd think he was a primary school kid at summer camp. Then I'm the father of all evil!"

Hearing this, Lin Qianqiao glanced at the boastful Earthling. This guy's seaweed-like hairstyle was the real instant noodle. To be honest, he almost wanted to call him the Vegetable Man.

Superbee is a type of perm, which is a popular hairstyle right now. Young people in the new era really like it; it's quite fashionable.

Perhaps this is just a minor clash between men... those of the same kind can't be close, they can only kill each other; it's fate.

They all tacitly avoided discussing the next segment, the audio source task. This was a team task for the label, and without any competition, AOMG would lose a teammate.

As for the timing... it will probably be in three days.