My Sister is the Female Team Leader

"By the way, Seung Wan, let's go to Incheon for a commercial performance." Thinking of this schedule, Pei Zhuxuan turned around and asked.

"Leave at one o'clock on the weekend, Unnie." It took less than a second for Sun Shengwan to answer the question. As expected, it was Wanni who was bright and smart.

Pei Zhuxuan nodded in understanding, and generally had a plan in mind. Tomorrow afternoon, they would fly to China to perform at BJ, and when they came back, they would rush to record Yin Yin again, and there would be a performance at Gyeongbokgung Palace on Saturday.

It's convenient to be in Gyeongbokgung Palace. After we're done, we can go back to our new dormitory in just a few minutes, which just happens to be free on Sunday morning.

How could he be so busy and still have that kid leisurely here? Don’t you know how to comfort people?

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Pei Zhuhyun clenched her fists tightly and took a deep breath to calm herself down.

"Xiurong"

"Huh? What's wrong, Unnie?" Park Xiurong was still distracted, but he quickly came back to his senses after hearing the voice.

"When you meet this guy Pei Xian later, help me beat him hard."

".Ah, this..." It depends on me to hit him, whether it hurts me or him.

Park Xiurong opened his mouth to find an excuse for himself, but when he saw Bae Zhuhyun's seemingly angry expression, he didn't dare to refuse.

"Nei~Unnie, I will help you, hit him very hard."

Although I may be in more pain, do I need to go to the gym with my small arms and legs? Recently I took it easy and had several late-night snacks.

His mind was spinning all of a sudden. Park Xiurong looked down at his belly and legs, and made a dissatisfied look on his face. Lose weight! Never eat those high-calorie foods again!

Outside the back door of s.m company, Pei Xian, who had been remembered, quietly appeared here. When he saw Lin Xuanjun walking out of the building, he instantly put on a beautiful smile and waved.

"Good afternoon~"

"Hello, Pei Xianxi"

After Lin Xuanjun learned about the red carpet news of the Blue Dragon Film Festival, his enthusiasm for Pei Xian was obviously much higher. When they met, he nodded and said hello. Pei Xian was puzzled by his enthusiastic smile.

What's going on with this big brother?

Normally, I look at myself as if I were the kind of son-in-law who comes to visit me. He is either irritating or disgusting. Today? ? ?

Taking the wrong medicine?

Before Pei Xian could slander him in his mind, Lin Xuanjun had already brought him to the walkway outside the practice room of Red Velvet.

The singing inside could be heard from far away, and he whispered, "The members are still preparing for stage practice for overseas performances. Originally, the performance was going to BJ today, but due to weather conditions, BJ said it would be postponed. Two days”

It has now entered winter, and Seoul has also entered a period of major cooling. Pei Xian himself feels okay, but these girls with poor physical fitness...

He suddenly thought of Pei Zhuxun, paused, turned around, waved to Lin Danni, and whispered in her ear to buy some hot snacks and drinks.

After thinking for a moment, he asked one more question about when they would set off, and when he got the specific answer, he had some idea in his mind.

Now that he was recording, he could only buy some hot food. After the recording was over, he could talk to Bae Zhuhyun.

"Winter is here, down jacket? Does a furry coat feel better?"

After muttering something, he came back to his senses when he heard Lin Danni talking.

"Oppa, is the spicy fried rice cake abnormally spicy?"

"Ahem, cough, yes, go buy it. Remember to buy a few rolls of kimbap, I'm very hungry."

Just now he was thinking about maintaining his image as a considerate and warm younger brother, when he heard Lin Danni say this in a particularly strange tone. Pei Xian reminded her awkwardly, and then gave Lin Xuanjun a wink and said awkwardly, "Don't mind, Zhu." Hyun's favorite is this kind of spicy stir-fried rice cake, eh."

(Bae Joo Hyun: ????)

Lin Xuanjun gave Pei Xian a strange look, why didn't he know that Pei Zhuhyun's taste had become so spicy.

The two communicated for a while outside the door. Knowing that Pei Xian wanted to buy them high-calorie food, the word "no" popped up in front of the camera, but he didn't say anything yet. He was dragged away by Pei Xian.

"No, ah no, Pei Xianxi, as a female idol, the first food you should not touch is cake, and then there are fried foods and puffed foods, no."

"Hey Yi Gu, our manager Lin, thank you for your hard work~ Hei Yi Gu Lin's manager has really become more and more handsome recently. As expected, he is from S.M. Even the manager is so handsome."

Pei Xian was holding Lin Xuanjun's phone, and when he was about to turn around, he quickly pulled him back, smiling and saying good things in a good voice, "Manager Lin, you've been taking care of the members recently. You've worked really hard. Take a good rest." , By the way, there are drinks here, they are delicious, absolutely delicious banana milk.”

Lin Xuanjun didn't even see the door to the practice room. A bottle of banana milk was stuffed in his hand. He didn't know how he was put into a practice room. He was frozen in place.

"What happened? Where am I? Did the vise just lock my body?"

Until now, Lin Xuanjun felt soreness in his shoulders and arms. Was it Pei Xian's hand that he just held? Are you sure it's not a vise? Wire cutters?

Pei Xian patted Lin Xuanjun on the shoulder with satisfaction and successfully rushed him to the practice room. After quickly closing the door, he looked around and moved the shelves aside without hesitation.

Blocking the door half way allows him to come in and out freely, but also prevents him from having to restore the original flavor of this heavy shelf.

"This rack is pretty good, oh ho, there's also an album, and the weight is pretty good. Manager Lin, please exercise hard~"

As expected, it was the work of S.M. Even the company corridors were beautifully decorated, with beautiful decorative paintings hanging on the walls and albums and peripherals of its artists on the shelves.

Pei Xian smiled shamelessly at the door, turned around and winked at the program staff, took back his cake from the writer sister, and walked quietly to the door of the original practice room.

"PD, writers, VJ guys, can you hide for a while?"

After speaking to the people on the program team, Pei Xian squatted down, took out a note paper and pen from his pocket and started to write. He deliberately drew a haircut, pretending to be a road sign. At the corner at the end of the corridor, He knocked on the door next to him and opened it to make sure no one put the cake at the door.

It's very corny and childish, but this is one of the most practical little surprises Pei Xian can think of. Otherwise, it might just be shocking.

"Is this okay?"

Pei Xian stood outside the aisle and saw Lin Xuanjun opening the door to the innermost practice room. An awkward smile appeared on his face for a moment, and he pointed to the shelf and then to the place where the VJ brothers were hiding.

With the camera around, Lin Xuanjun looked at at least three shelves as heavy as his own blocking the door, and he knocked on his chest in frustration. It was really depressing and heart-wrenching. Why did he have to meet Pei Xian!

Is this person just relying on his strength to embarrass himself?