Chapter 13: Four-Dimensional Beings (Part 1) (First Update)

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  As for provoking Li Xiuman, An Junhe didn't feel anything wrong with it. In the company, he positioned himself as a defender of his own interests, but not weak and easily bullied - two concepts that should not be confused.

  He knew Li Xiuman's type all too well, and at the core, they were of the same kind, both having a strong and cold side to their personalities. When dealing with someone like that, you can't silently let them get used to your concessions, or else they'll become more and more overbearing. In the end, when you're pushed to your limits and want to fight back, the opportunity will have already slipped away, leaving you staring blankly as you fall into their trap, unable to turn things around.

  Besides, it's not a big deal. Li Xiufull secretly investigated him, hoping to know his past. He sent the address over to remind the other party that he knew, and then everyone tacitly withdrew their claws, ending the probe!

  When there is no conflict of interest, this small provocation may make him angry for a while, but when he calms down, he will also have doubts and apprehensions.

  This helps both parties to get their minds straight, and An Junhe doesn't want to be like other artists in the company, being arbitrarily squeezed and manipulated by that tyrant.

  Scare him, let him be more restrained!

  Perhaps later he will know the truth and be even angrier, but by then, heaven knows who is the hunter and who is the prey...

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, on the second day, Ahn Jun-he went to the company and when he saw Lee Soo-man, he didn't show any unusual behavior. Ahn Jun-he also maintained his position well, not talking much or participating, just focusing on practicing hard, and only communicating with other trainees.

  The two of them tacitly returned to their starting point, and this small ripple was covered up in an unspoken understanding, with no outsiders knowing.

  Time slipped away in Ahn Jun-hee's regular daily life, and before he knew it, the warm May of late spring had quietly passed, and summer had suddenly arrived. Although Seoul is located at a high latitude, it cannot escape the global warming trend, with summer temperatures rising year by year. Coupled with the dry climate, people walking outside felt as if they were being stuffed into an oven, with the strong sunlight scorching their skin until it was hot and painful.

  This season is also the most painful time for trainees. In order to soundproof, most of the practice rooms in the company are very closed. It's not a big deal in winter, but when summer comes, those closed practice rooms become like steamers. Even if you turn on the air conditioner, it's useless. Not to mention that the air conditioners in the company are always malfunctioning, and the stingy management won't replace them until they have squeezed out all their value.

  In the dimly lit room, Ahn Jun-hee stopped after finishing a set of movements, panting heavily. Next to him on the floor, several people were lying motionless like dead dogs.

  He went to the table in the corner of the wall, picked up a bottle of water, gulped down a big mouthful, relieving his thirst from excessive water loss, and said helplessly to the people lying there: "If you can't stand it anymore, go to the rest room, what's the point of lying here?"

  As he spoke, the few people on the ground who had been motionless finally stirred slightly, and even this small movement generated enough heat to make them let out a stifling sigh.

  "Jung-soo hyung said it's even hotter in the rest room!" Lee Hyeok-jae said weakly, stretching out his hand towards him, "Jun-hyuk, help me get a bottle of water."

  An Jun-he let out a sigh, casually grabbed a bottle of mineral water and threw it over, landing right on Lee Hyeok-jae's stomach, hitting him with a dull thud, making him groan. Normally, he would have jumped up to fight An Jun-he, but now he just lay there, half-dead, letting out a weak moan.

  "Yes, the restrooms have been taken over by those girls, especially around the air conditioner. A group of girls are surrounding it, and even the cool breeze has become hot air because of them." Park Jeong-soo, who was lying next to Lee Hyeok-jae, grabbed a bottle of purified water that had rolled to his side and said weakly, "I'm so envious of you, Jun-hyuk. Can't you feel the heat?"

  "I'm used to it." An Junhe chuckled, "In the army, we had to stand at attention all the time, perform drills, and do 20-kilogram weighted marches in the wilderness. No matter how bad the weather was, we couldn't stop. I got used to them, so the high temperatures in summer are nothing compared to that."

  The three people on the ground were frightened by his casual words, and Jin Yunyun hesitated for a moment, seemingly not wanting to show her weakness, but still couldn't help asking: "Those what exercises, armed cross-country... are they part of the army's daily training?"

  An Junhe thought for a moment and replied: "I suppose so! Physical training is basic, every unit has it..."

  The three of them suddenly hung their heads in despair, they were all at the age where they would have to enlist soon. In South Korea, as long as you're a man, there's no escaping this fate. Now, just being indoors in the heat was unbearable for them, let alone the thought of being exposed under the scorching sun for physical training.

  "Alas, how nice it would be if I were a woman!" Park Jeong-soo sighed.

  Lee Hye-jae also sighed, "Yes, if I were a woman, I could be cooling off in front of the air conditioner in the rest room right now, instead of being stuck in this stuffy room with you stinky men."

  "Damn it, go die!"

  Another two mercilessly gave him a kick each.

  Lee Hyeok-jae was naturally dissatisfied with being bullied and fought back.

  An Junhe stood by, smiling silently as he watched them frolic like children. That's what friendship is all about. Just a month ago, even after they became friends, they wouldn't have shown such intimacy in front of him. But now, a month later, there was no need to hide anything from each other. It had grown rapidly in the slow passage of time, unlike the fiery passion of romance, but like a gentle stream that quietly deepened and blurred boundaries without anyone noticing.

  Now that they have become close, Ahn Jae-hyun is not allowed to watch the play on the side. When Lee Hye-jae shouted for help at a certain moment, this guy who rarely fights also rushed into the battle immediately.

  The result is self-evident, even with a formidable opponent like Kim Yeong-yeol on the other side, and despite Lee Hyeokjae being small and thin, Park Jeongsu and the two of them are no match for Ahn Jun-hee. They were defeated in three to five moves and had to beg for mercy, promising to clean up the dance studio as punishment.

  A brief tussle left the four of them drenched in sweat, and the air seemed to grow even hotter. The air conditioner in the corner, running at full capacity, was having no effect whatsoever. Jin Yun, who had the most flesh on her body, was the first to crack: "This won't do, let's get out of here and find somewhere cooler. It's stifling in here."

  Park Jeong-soo and Lee Hyeok-jae also hastily got up to agree, and in a few words, they decided on the location, "Let's go to that coffee shop not far from the company, there is an air-conditioned room!"

  "What's going on?"

  An Junhe hesitated for a moment, although the temperature was no problem for him, but since everyone had left, he didn't feel like practicing alone either. He nodded and said, "You guys go ahead, I'll just use the restroom."

  The three of them chuckled and teased him: "Don't go in the wrong one!" Then, before he could glare at them, they scurried away.

  This teasing originated from half a month ago, right during the monthly evaluation days. At that time, Lee Hyeok-jae choreographed a dance segment that needed to express an alternative sensual charm. The other two didn't have any issues, but Ahn Jun-hee and Kim Young-yoon had buzz cuts, so when they danced, there was no hair movement to enhance the effect, making it look awkward. So, the two of them voluntarily wore wigs to increase the stage effect.

  Unexpectedly, during a break in rehearsal, An Junhe wore a wig to the bathroom, and a trainee who was zipping up saw him and got such a fright that he fell to the ground with a thud, trembling with fear as he stammered out: "Sister... you've come to the wrong place!"

  At that time, Park Jeong-soo and the three people behind him almost laughed so hard they fell over, and from then on, they would often tease him about this.

  "A bunch of little brats!"

  It turns out that he hadn't noticed before, but he and Zhishu actually looked quite similar. Once he put on the wig and obscured his masculine facial features, he looked almost identical to Zhishu, no wonder others were mistaken.

  An Junhe shook his head in frustration and walked out of the dance studio, where the scorching air immediately enveloped him, causing the sweat he had just wiped away to flow again. The corridor was empty, not even the usual staff who would be walking back and forth were seen, as the high temperature had turned everyone into a homebody.

  As he passed by a dance studio, the originally closed door suddenly opened and a little girl with wet hair walked out with her head down, almost bumping into Ahn Jun-hee.

  Perhaps frightened by the sudden appearance of a person in front of her, the little girl stumbled and An Junhe hastily pulled her back.

  "Brother Junhe?" The little girl looked up in surprise.

  It's been a few months since I joined the company, and although there are many trainees, it's impossible to know each one individually. However, some of them who are more active and have good conditions are often looked up to, and Ahn Jun-hee has also met them through Park Jung-soo several times. In particular, those who have a very close relationship with Park Jung-soo, such as Choi Soo-young and Kwon Yu-ri, and the one in front of me, always following behind a few older sisters, is the honest and obedient Joo Ju-hee.

  Although he didn't deliberately make friends, An Junhe has always been gentle and patient with others, especially when facing young girls. He usually gives in to them, and as a result, he became friends with several of the girls.

  An Junhe supported her small and slender body, smiling: "Xiao Xian, what's wrong, you almost bumped into me."

  Xiao Xian's face turned red and he quickly bowed: "Sorry, brother, I was in a hurry to buy something and didn't notice you."

  At this time, a familiar hoarse voice echoed in the room, weakly calling out: "Xiao Xian, who are you talking to?"

  "It's me!" Ahn Jun-hee replied loudly, pulling Xu Zhu-xian back to the dance studio. Indeed, he saw his familiar Kwon Yu-ri, Choi Soo-young, and Lim Yoon-a, who were all busy crawling up from the floor to tidy themselves up, but didn't expect him to come in so quickly. Each of them was disheveled with messy hair and clothes, and Ahn Jun-hee saw their sloppy appearance.

  "Hey, Junhe, why didn't you knock before coming in?" Kwon Yu-ri called out with a nasal tone of discontent. Having lain on the floor for too long, her face was distorted and she looked the worst among the group.

  An Junhe said irritably, "Do you think this is your home? You're still knocking on the door. And again, it's you who told Xiao Xian to buy things, after all, who is the sister, Kwon Yu-ri..."

  The dark-skinned girl suddenly blushed, her eyes frantically looking around, pretending not to have heard, fanning herself while exclaiming: "Ah, it's so hot, so hot."

  This clearly showed her spoiled attitude, leaving An Junhe with no choice but to sigh in frustration. Just as he was about to speak, she mentioned that it was hot, and only then did he realize that the air conditioner in this dance studio seemed to be broken, and it was indeed sweltering inside. He looked at the three girls who were drenched in sweat, looking like they had just been pulled out of water, "Why didn't you guys go to the rest room?"

  It's better not to mention it, but as soon as it was mentioned, Lin Yuner, who was still tidying up her messy hair on the other side, pouted and said, "Those terrifying sisters have blocked the air conditioner, it's impossible to stay there."

  An Junhe burst out laughing, "You're also girls, what are you afraid of? Squeeze in with them! At least there's a cool breeze blowing, it's better than here."

  Xiu Ying's face was filled with sorrow, looking very downcast. "Can't squeeze through, originally I told Yun'er to pretend to be a pervert and touch their butts to scare them away, unfortunately Yun'er didn't do it."

  "Yeah, why doesn't sister go herself, always making me go."

  "Because you love playing pranks, they're afraid of you!"

  "Sister likes to play pranks more, really, if you say you're scared, it's better to find Soo-young sister, they're more afraid of her, why do I always have to go, people are calling me a pervert."

  "What?" Amidst the bickering of the two girls, a vague and soft voice suddenly inserted itself. An Junhe looked up to see that there was actually another person in the room, who was dazedly wiping his mouth as he emerged from behind the air conditioner cabinet.

  I don't know how she squeezed into that small space and slept soundly with drool at the corner of her mouth. At this time, she crawled out, and on her beautiful face was a look of confusion. Her empty eyes scanned the people present, and she asked dully: "Who called me?"