FYN Chapter 10 Such a Thrill
Chapter 10 Such a Thrill
Kim Tae-yeon rushed in excitedly.
She had clearly run all the way here; her cheeks were a little flushed, but the joy in her eyes was impossible to hide.
"Jiang Tang!"
Jiang Tang looked up at Kim Tae-yeon, his gaze lingering on her happy eyes for a moment, and the corners of his mouth already turned up.
"What's wrong? Has your teacher finally realized you're actually a dance prodigy?"
Kim Tae-yeon had come earnestly to share her joy, but he made her both embarrassed and angry with a single sentence.
"No, that's not true!"
She retorted verbally, but the joy in her eyes was undisguised.
"I got praised by my teacher today."
Jiang Tang pretended to ponder.
"oh."
Kim Tae-yeon waited for two seconds and realized that he really only said "oh", and immediately wrinkled her nose in dissatisfaction.
"Is this all you're going to do?"
Seeing that she looked like she wanted to praise him, Jiang Tang couldn't help but laugh.
"With a genius teacher like me guiding him, my disciple Jin 9000 is naturally making rapid progress."
Kim Tae-yeon was instantly embarrassed and annoyed.
"Who is your disciple!"
Jiang Tangchao reached out his hand to her.
"Then give me back yesterday's rice ball."
Kim Tae-yeon's momentum immediately weakened by half.
"I've already eaten the rice ball."
Jiang Tang smiled.
"So you're admitting you accepted the apprenticeship gift."
"Jiang Tang!"
Kim Tae-yeon glared at him angrily, but as she glared, she couldn't help but laugh.
When the teacher stopped her today, her heart almost jumped out of her chest.
When she heard the words "you've found the right method," her first reaction wasn't happiness, but rather a desire to tell Jiang Tang.
Because that method was taught by him.
The first genuine recognition she received from SM Entertainment felt incomplete, as it needed to be known by him.
Looking into her bright eyes, Jiang Tang smiled even more.
"You were really praised?"
Kim Tae-yeon nodded vigorously.
"My teacher said I found the right method."
"That's great."
"But I got scolded again the second time."
Kim Tae-yeon's happiness subsided slightly, and her voice lowered a bit, "The teacher said I'm inconsistent, and no one will wait for me to find my rhythm for the end-of-month evaluation."
Jiang Tang thought for a moment, then suddenly looked down and rummaged through his bag.
"Since today has been so meaningful, I'll give you a reward."
Kim Tae-yeon's eyes moved.
She tried to pretend she didn't care, but her eyes couldn't help but follow his hand.
"What reward?"
Jiang Tang pulled a sticky note out of his bag.
Kim Tae-yeon's expectant expression immediately turned into a pout.
"That's it?"
Jiang Tang nodded with a smile.
"This is an inscription personally written by me, the genius."
Kim Tae-yeon looked at him with disdain, but she didn't suppress the corners of her mouth.
"You really know how to give yourself titles."
Jiang Tang did not refute, but picked up a pen and wrote a sentence on a sticky note, stroke by stroke.
Kim Tae-yeon leaned closer to take a look.
The sticky note reads:
It's not that you suddenly became amazing today; it's that you finally found yourself appreciated by the world.
Jiang Tang stuck a sticky note in the corner of the mirror in the practice room.
Kim Tae-yeon looked at the sentence and originally wanted to criticize his poor handwriting, but she stopped herself from saying it.
It's not that she doesn't try.
She works very hard every day.
But people only say she's slow and can't keep up.
Only Jiang Tang said that she wasn't incapable, she just hadn't found her own way yet.
The practice room fell silent.
Kim Tae-yeon looked at the sticky note in the corner of the mirror and suddenly felt her heart beat faster.
She asked softly, "Jiang Tang, why do you always talk like you know so much?"
Jiang Tang looked at Kim Tae-yeon in the mirror and said with a smile:
"Because you don't want to beat everyone."
Kim Tae-yeon looked up.
In the mirror, the boy stood beside her, his eyes serious.
Jiang Tang continued, "You just want to prove that the version of yourself who came here from Jeonju didn't make a mistake."
Kim Tae-yeon was speechless for a moment.
She hadn't told Jiang Tang any of this.
But Jiang Tang was right.
Kim Tae-yeon lowered her head, her eyes slightly red.
But she didn't want Jiang Tang to see it, so she deliberately put on a stern face and said fiercely:
"Don't always make wild guesses."
Jiang Tang nodded in agreement.
"Okay, then I guessed wrong."
Two seconds later, Kim Tae-yeon's voice finally came through.
"Actually...it's not entirely wrong."
Pale blue text quietly appeared before Jiang Tang's eyes.
The emotional fluctuations of the connected individual have intensified.
She started hiding your words where only she could see them.
[Current progress of replacing the White Moonlight: 10%]
Jiang Tang looked at the last line of text and felt a slight stirring in his heart.
In the mirror, the girl's eyes were still a little red.
But this time, she didn't keep her head down for long.
……
SM Building, 2014.
Kim Tae-yeon stood in the practice room; the music had stopped for quite a while.
She felt that something was wrong with her.
These movements are so familiar that the body doesn't even need to think; it can complete each step by relying on muscle memory.
But when she jumped to a certain turn, she suddenly slowed down by half a beat.
For a fleeting moment, the image in the mirror seemed to overlap with that of another fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl.
The old SM practice room, the lights half-lit, a piece of paper in the corner of the mirror, and a boy standing next to her.
It looks like he's holding a pen in his hand.
The pen tip lightly tapped on the paper, as if helping her break down the dance moves, or as if smiling and saying something.
But the sound was so muffled that the more she tried to hear it clearly, the less she could remember it.
Kim Tae-yeon stopped and slowly walked to the mirror.
She raised her hand and touched the mirror.
The moment my fingertips touched the glass, a sentence suddenly welled up from the depths of my memory.
"The version of myself who came here from Jeonju did not make a mistake."
Kim Tae-yeon's heart suddenly ached.
The sour feeling came without warning, as if someone had gently pressed on a spot she thought had healed.
It doesn't hurt.
But it's more unbearable than pain.
She looked at herself in the mirror, her lips moved slightly, and a hint of confusion appeared in her eyes.
She whispered, "Who said that...?"
No one answered her in the practice room.
Only Kim Tae-yeon in the mirror was staring at her in a daze.
A few minutes later, the phone rang.
Kim Tae-yeon lowered her eyes, as if she had just been pulled back from a dream that didn't belong to the present.
The bell rang repeatedly, and she only looked down a beat later.
Caller ID – Byun Baekhyun.
She paused, the dazed look in her eyes not yet completely dissipated, and after two seconds, she pressed the answer button.
"Feed?"
On the other end of the phone, Byun Baekhyun's voice was cautious yet excited.
"Noona, you guys are going to record a show on tvN tomorrow, right?"
Kim Tae-yeon gave a soft "Mmm".
Upon receiving a positive reply, Byun Baekhyun's anxiety gradually subsided.
What happened in the car that day became a thorn in his side.
Byun Baekhyun didn't understand why Kim Tae-yeon was avoiding his hand, but he wasn't the type to back down after just one failure.
He smiled and said to Kim Tae-yeon, "Then we can meet up sometime!"
His tone was filled with undisguised anticipation, as if the mere thought of seeing her tomorrow had already made him too excited to contain himself.
Kim Tae-yeon held her phone, not answering immediately.
"I know there's a [website/hotel] near tvN..."
Byun Baekhyun didn't seem to care and continued talking about meeting tomorrow.
But Kim Tae-yeon's gaze remained fixed on the corner of the mirror.
There was clearly nothing there.
She felt that there had once been a piece of paper pasted there.