Peninsula: Who taught him to make that connection?!

Chapter 11 Are you dating?

Two weeks later, the monthly evaluation schedule was posted on the SM trainee bulletin board.

Several trainees gathered around the bulletin board, whispering among themselves.

"I heard that among the female trainees, Jessica Jung has prepared an English song this time."

"Yoona is beautiful and has great facial expression control. I'm so envious."

"Kim Hyo-yeon, needless to say, is definitely a great dancer."

"As for the male trainees, Kim Heechul doesn't even need to be mentioned; just standing there gives him a half-win chance."

"And those people in the trial training group, I heard they've been putting in a lot of effort these past few days."

Some people looked disdainful and sneered.

"It's just a trial group; we don't even know if we'll be able to stay by the end of the month."

Another person glanced around and said:

"And what about Kim Tae-yeon? Isn't she a really good singer?"

"What's the use of being good at singing? SM Entertainment doesn't just listen to your singing."

Jiang Tang happened to be passing by.

He didn't defend Kim Tae-yeon, but simply memorized the faces of the people who spoke.

The trainees' discussions may not be malicious, but in this building, every word becomes part of the pressure.

Especially for someone like Kim Tae-yeon who hasn't been here long.

Kim Tae-yeon has indeed been making continuous progress these past few days.

But problems also arise.

As soon as she made progress, the teacher's expectations of her began to rise.

"Completing a dance once doesn't mean you've done a good job!"

"What happened to your facial expression control? Didn't your teacher teach you that?!"

"Or is it that you didn't study hard enough?!"

Kim Tae-yeon sometimes gets scolded and feels very wronged.

She didn't understand why she was being scolded even more when she was doing better than before.

In the evening, in the small practice room.

Kim Tae-yeon stared at herself in the mirror for a few seconds, her lips pressed tightly together, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances she had felt during the day.

Jiang Tang sat next to him, writing on a sticky note.

Hearing her stomping her feet, he looked up and saw that the girl was sulking all by herself.

"Xiao Jiu, did you get scolded again today?"

Kim Tae-yeon didn't want to admit it at first, but after Kang Tang asked her, she couldn't hide her emotions anymore.

She bent down and kicked the floor, the sound so muffled it could have swallowed a sheep.

"My teacher said I don't know how to manage my facial expressions, and that just because I performed the movements doesn't mean the stage presentation will be good."

"And don't give me so many weird nicknames!"

Jiang Tang capped his pen, thought for a moment, and his tone became unusually serious.

"Your teacher used to scold you because you didn't do what you were told."

Kim Tae-yeon looked puzzled.

Jiang Tang smiled slightly: "The reason your teacher is scolding you now is because he thinks you can do better."

The blank look in Kim Tae-yeon's eyes flickered.

She seemed to have listened, but also seemed not to have been completely comforted.

"But I've already tried my best."

This isn't a complaint; it's more like a glimpse of the truth that's finally being cautiously revealed after a long period of restraint.

Jiang Tang looked at her and suddenly smiled.

"But you still have a lot of room for improvement, don't you?"

Kim Tae-yeon was taken aback, realizing that what he said made some sense.

Jiang Tang continued, "At least compared to the other trainees in Group A, that's the case."

The slight feeling of being touched that Kim Tae-yeon had just felt was instantly choked back by his words.

She looked up and glared at him angrily.

"Can't you comfort people properly?"

Jiang Tang gave a very serious answer.

"I'm just trying to comfort you."

"Who offers comfort like that?"

"Yes," Jiang Tang pointed to himself, "I'm a genius teacher."

Kim Tae-yeon immediately didn't want to talk to him anymore.

But when she turned around, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.

Stinky ginger.

I'll practice!

I'll practice!

I'll train until I surprise you!

These past few days, the two have been practicing together every night in the same small practice room.

There are more and more sticky notes in the corner of the mirror.

"Practice for ten minutes more today than yesterday."

"Kim Tae-yeon turned around and didn't bump into herself, which is something to remember."

"If the teacher is still scolding you, it means he thinks you are worth observing."

Singing is your weapon, not your escape route.

Initially, all of these sticky notes were written by Jiang Tang.

Later, Kim Tae-yeon would secretly add a few strokes to it.

For example, below the picture that says "Kim Tae-yeon turned around and didn't bump into me, a memorable moment," there's an extra line of small text.

Jiang Tang bumped into something today.

There was also a very ugly smiley face drawn next to it.

The next day, when Jiang Tang saw it, he stared at the sticky note for a long time.

Kim Tae-yeon was leaning against him, stretching her legs, secretly watching his reaction out of the corner of her eye, but pretending not to know anything.

Jiang Tang finally turned his head, his face serious.

"What is this?"

Kim Tae-yeon blinked and smiled innocently.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Jiang Tang pointed to the ugly smiley face on the sticky note.

"I didn't draw it."

Kim Tae-yeon looked away, pretending it wasn't her doing.

Jiang Tang chuckled.

"Besides you, who else in the entire practice room would draw a smiley face like the expression a trainee makes before being eliminated?"

Kim Tae-yeon blushed instantly.

"Then wipe it off."

Jiang Tang glanced at the sticky note for a few more seconds.

"Don't wipe it."

Kim Tae-yeon finally couldn't help but look at him.

Why?

Jiang Tang took the sticky note off the corner of the mirror, as if he were holding some important evidence.

"Because this is evidence."

"What evidence?"

"It proves that Kim Tae-yeon has gone crazy from practicing dance and has started attacking her teammates."

Kim Tae-yeon was so angry that she reached out to grab the sticky note.

Jiang Tang was prepared and simply held the sticky note up to Kim Tae-yeon's head.

Kim Tae-yeon wasn't tall enough, so she had to stand on tiptoe to grab the sticky note from Kang Tang's hand.

"Give it back to me!"

"Didn't you say you didn't draw it?"

"Mind your own business!"

Jiang Tang held up the sticky note and backed away, while Kim Tae-yeon chased after him on tiptoe.

She reached out twice but couldn't reach it, and her ears turned red with anxiety, so she simply took a step forward.

Jiang Tang instinctively stepped back.

step.

Two steps.

He wanted to tease her again, but his shoulder and back suddenly pressed against the mirror, leaving him nowhere to retreat.

Kim Tae-yeon couldn't stop herself; her tiptoes landed lightly, and she almost bumped into him.

Her hand, which had reached out to grab the sticky note, froze in mid-air, and she paused for a moment.

The mirror reflected the two figures very close together.

The boy lowered his head, the girl raised her eyes.

Their eyes met unexpectedly.

In that instant, the practice room suddenly fell silent, and even the sound of breathing became exceptionally clear.

Kim Tae-yeon's eyebrows twitched slightly, as if she had just realized that the two of them were too close.

Jiang Tang's hand, holding the sticky note, slowly stopped in mid-air.

He only meant to tease her.

But at this moment, looking into the girl's eyes so close to his own, all his teasing words seemed to be stuck in his throat.

Just then, the practice room door was suddenly pushed open.

A lazy voice came from the doorway.

"Hey, you two."

Jiang Tang and Kim Tae-yeon both froze.

The next second, they both turned to look at the doorway.

Standing at the door was a man so handsome he didn't look like an ordinary male trainee.

He has sharp eyes and fair skin, and his expression carries a natural nonchalance. Even when he's just wearing practice clothes, he's hard to ignore.

Jiang Tang recognized him at a glance.

It's Kim Heechul.

At this time, Kim Heechul had not yet officially debuted as a member of Super Junior, but he was already a very prominent figure in the SM trainee system.

Kim Heechul leaned against the door, first looking at the sticky note held up by Kang Tang, then at Kim Tae-yeon who was tiptoeing to grab it, and the corners of his mouth slowly turned up.

"Is the practice room for you guys to date?"