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Chapter 85 The Divine Beauty Bae Joo-hyun (Please Subscribe)

The next morning, Liu Zimu took a taxi to the KBS building.

Looks like I really should buy a car.

Although Choi Sulli's car was sitting there covered in dust, he didn't want to drive it.

Otherwise, it would be troublesome if you were noticed by paparazzi wherever you went.

When he arrived at the KBS building, it was not yet fully light.

However, a large crowd had already gathered in front of the building.

Fans, reporters carrying cameras and microphones, and fan club members crowded around.

They stood in two rows along the doorway, leaving a passageway in the middle.

Staff members were maintaining order; the cordon they had set up was pushed forward by the crowd and then pushed back again.

Liu Zimu found an inconspicuous spot to stand, leaning against a pillar with his hands in his pockets.

Seoul in December is bitterly cold, and the morning wind felt like a knife cutting into my face.

But it couldn't dampen the enthusiasm of these fans, especially the young female fans. Their faces were red from the cold, but they were still very excited, standing on tiptoe to look towards the direction where the artists were parking.

He suddenly realized.

Compared to their loyalty to their idols in their past lives, no! It's incomparable. No matter how you compare, you're always the one being trampled on and rubbed in the ground.

They were waiting for someone.

He was also waiting for someone.

Wanna One got off the bus first.

The members filed out of the car, wearing various colored jackets, with makeup on their faces, polite smiles, and happily waving to the fans.

Screams erupted immediately, and the girls next to Liu Zimu screamed until their throats were hoarse.

He didn't move, and didn't even look at them much, because he didn't recognize any of them.

Then there's GOT7.

Jackson Wang walked ahead, his steps quick, but he still smiled and waved to his fans as he walked.

Liu Zimu glanced at Jackson Wang a few more times, after all, he was from the same hometown, and then continued to wait.

He was actually a little unsure why he had come.

The system didn't force him to come.

Perhaps I softened when I agreed to Bae Joo-fa's request, after all, she cried so much on the phone, anyone would have softened.

But now, standing in the cold wind for more than twenty minutes, he began to doubt his decision. It was really cold!

Choi Sulli knew he was coming, so she didn't stop him and even smiled and said, "Go ahead."

But the more he thought about that smile, the more uneasy he felt. Choi Sulli's skills were getting higher and higher; she could hide a knife in her smile without making a sound.

Garlic bird! Garlic bird! Since we're already here...

A commotion broke out near the entrance.

First, several staff members wearing black down jackets came out and cleared the passageway.

The fans screamed again.

Red Velvet got off the bus.

After the five people got off the car, they lined up and let the fans take a picture before starting work. Bae Joo-hyun was walking at the front.

She wore a British-style plaid coat, knee-length with a high waistline, paired with blue jeans and black knee-high boots, which made her look slightly taller.

She was wearing a black turtleneck sweater underneath, revealing a section of her neck that was so white it seemed to reflect light.

Her hair was loose, with slightly curled ends that swayed gently as she walked.

Her makeup was light, with just a layer of lipstick on her lips.

She had a cool and aloof demeanor, yet she radiated light.

This woman has a very strong presence today.

The crowd erupted even more.

Upon arriving at the photo area, the sound of camera shutters filled the air. From his perspective, it seemed like the flashes were free, crackling and illuminating the sky.

Fans were shouting, "Irene unnie, saranghae!"

Liu Zimu smiled. This must be one of the moments when Bae Joo-hyun looked stunning in her past life.

I never imagined I'd be witnessing this now.

After taking the photos, Bae Joo-fa's gaze swept across the crowd, as if she were searching for something.

I scanned the left side first, but found nothing.

Then I scanned the right side.

stopped.

Then she saw him.

Liu Zimu leaned against the pillar, his hands in his coat pockets, his posture completely out of place with the fans around him who were standing on tiptoe and craning their necks. He looked like an old man who was just passing by and watching the fun.

He didn't show any expression; he just stared at her.

Pei Zhufa's expression changed.

Before she left for work, she practiced smiling in front of the mirror in her car.

But the smile that appeared on her lips at that moment wasn't something she had practiced; it was something she couldn't help.

Her eyes curved into crescents, her lips turned upwards, revealing two rows of teeth, and she smiled like a fool.

This scene was captured again, and the flashbulbs went off like welding torches once more, causing the fans to scream again.

Kim Ye-rin was walking behind her when she was startled by her sudden stop and almost bumped into her.

"Unnie?" Kim Yerin whispered, followed Bae Joo-hyun's gaze, then exclaimed "Ah!" and quickly covered her mouth.

Kang Seulgi saw it too, her lips twitched slightly, but she didn't say anything. She reached out and tugged at Kim Yerin's sleeve.

It means stop looking and focus on the road.

Bae Joo-hyun ignored them.

Her eyes seemed glued to Liu Zimu.

Helplessly, she was gently pushed forward by Kim Ye-rin, but her pace was so slow that the staff behind her couldn't help but remind her to watch her step.

But she didn't care; she just kept looking at him.

Anyway, there are a lot of people over there, so nobody knows who she's looking at.

Liu Zimu felt a little uncomfortable being stared at, but she didn't look away. She had the same thought: with so many fans around, who knows who she was looking at?

He knew why he had come today, and since he had already agreed, he didn't hesitate any longer.

And this woman is really beautiful today, almost too beautiful.

He could no longer be seen, but several fans next to him were excitedly discussing something.

"Irene unnie is in a great mood today, she's smiling so happily."

"Yeah, she's been really tired from promoting her music lately, but I don't know why she was so happy today."

Liu Zimu heard this and his lips twitched.

He turned and headed towards the recording studio when his phone vibrated in his pocket.

It was a message from Pei Zhufa, just one sentence with a smiley face.

I saw you. You were wearing the coat you gave me last time.

Liu Zimu put away his phone and followed the crowd into the KBS recording hall.

The road was also crowded with fans, holding various light sticks and chattering about their idols' commute to work.

He squeezed through the crowd and found a corner to stand in.

The recording studio wasn't very big, and the audience seats weren't far from the stage.

The staff are conducting final adjustments.

Fans gradually entered the venue and took their seats.

His seat was in the front row on the left, and two girls were sitting to his right, looking down and tidying up their light sticks and putting in batteries.

The girl with the ponytail looked up at him, then down at his outfit, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Hey, which group are you a fan of?"

Liu Zimu looked down at his outfit. "Do I look old?"

"I just came to watch the performance."

"Whatever?" Another short-haired girl tilted her head. "Do you have a light stick?"

"no."

The girl with the ponytail froze for a moment, then leaned close to the short-haired girl's ear and whispered, "He's a fake fan!"

Then they both laughed.

Liu Zimu ignored them and took out her phone to take a look.

Choi Sulli did not send any messages, and Bae Joo-beom did not send any more messages either.

He put his phone back in his pocket, leaned back in his chair, and stared at the stage, feeling somewhat bored.

The lights came on; they were for warming up the crowd.

The staff members came in and out through the side door, walking very quickly.

A man who looked like a photography PD stood in front of the stage, wearing a large black headset, and said a few words into a walkie-talkie.

Someone raised their hand to signal the audience to be quiet: "Everyone, the recording is about to begin, please cooperate."

The fans in the front row started to get excited, raising their light sticks and some even began shouting their idols' names.

Liu Zimu sat up straight, this was the first time he had ever watched these idols record a music show.

The first one was a boy band, which he didn't recognize.

But the girl with the ponytail to his right had lost her voice from shouting, and she stood up and waved her light stick vigorously.

The scene became somewhat chaotic at one point.

Staff members gestured for the fans to sit down, which helped them regain their composure.

Liu Zimu remained seated.

To be honest, he didn't really like these songs.

He prefers listening to OSTs.

One group after another went on stage, and when the lights came on again, the stage background changed to red.

RedVelvet.

When the five people appeared, the entire venue erupted in cheers again.