Peninsula: Who taught him to make that connection?!

Chapter 24 Kim Tae-yeon's Encounter with Kang Tang!

Seoul, tvN broadcasting building.

As one of the most popular cable TV stations in South Korea, this place is bustling with people, staff, celebrities, and fans carrying cameras and microphones.

Jiang Tang was dressed simply, but his unique temperament made him stand out from the crowd.

As soon as he entered the lobby on the first floor, he attracted the attention of many people.

Several young receptionists were even whispering among themselves, speculating about which company's idol this was.

"Hello, I have an appointment with PD Na this morning. Could you please register me?"

"Please wait a moment."

After Jiang Tang finished registering his visit, he looked at the waiting room not far away, which was very lively and surrounded by many staff members.

"Is there any big-name idol recording the show today?"

As Jiang Tang muttered to himself, he walked straight toward the elevator.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the hall.

The members of Girls' Generation are being escorted in by their managers and bodyguards, preparing to record a top-rated variety show on tvN.

They have long since shed the naivety of ten years ago, and each of them possesses the dazzling brilliance of a top girl group.

"I really want to finish recording quickly so I can go back to the dorm and have hot pot," Choi Soo-young complained.

"Unnie, you just had a late-night snack yesterday, aren't you afraid of getting water retention?" Seohyun reminded her seriously.

Yoona and Taeyeon walked side by side, watching their teammates bicker with great interest.

Kim Tae-yeon wore a beige trench coat today, her long hair falling smoothly over her shoulders, and she looked rather quiet.

She had another dream last night.

In her dream, light and shadow intertwined, and Kim Tae-yeon dreamt that she was standing in the center of the evaluation area, where her vocal coach was saying, "Kim Tae-yeon, your vocal grade is A+."

After that voice, a blurry figure of a young man appeared in the crowd, looking at her and smiling at her:

"Kim Tae-yeon, well done."

The scene shifts, and the boy is now standing in the center of the comments section.

Under the glaring lights, he resembled a burning flame, sweat trickling down his sharp jawline, his voice confident and piercing:

"Teacher, I'm done performing."

Then, colorful fireworks exploded above her head.

In the small practice room, the sparkler on the strawberry cake sizzled.

The boy gently ruffled her hair, his tender voice seeming to transcend time, striking straight to her heart:

The person who truly deserves all the applause today is yourself.

"Remember to say thank you to yourself."

The shutter was pressed, and the flash went off.

The boy shoved a premium recording studio pass into her hand and said with a smile:

"From now on, we can openly go to the recording studio to play."

Finally, the two breaths overlapped.

The boy's shadow enveloped her, his warm breath almost touching her.

"Taeyeon, close your eyes."

Everything came to an abrupt end.

"Unnie, what's wrong? Your face is so pale." Im Yoona suddenly leaned over and asked with concern.

Kim Tae-yeon shook her head and said, "Maybe I didn't sleep well last night."

Yoona wanted to ask a few more questions, but her manager urged from ahead, "Everyone, hurry up, we still need to do our makeup and change clothes up there."

"Nei~"

Just as Yoona was about to quicken her pace, she paused slightly when her gaze inadvertently swept over the elevator entrance not far away.

The young man was tall and straight, wearing a white shirt, and his posture with one hand in his pocket exuded an indescribable sense of familiarity.

"Yoona, what's wrong?"

Kim Tae-yeon, who was walking behind, almost bumped into her and asked in confusion.

"Unnie..." Im Yoona frowned, her eyes filled with doubt, "Don't you think... that boy's back at the elevator looks so familiar? It's like... I've seen him somewhere before."

Upon hearing this, Kim Tae-yeon followed Im Yoon-ah's gaze and landed on that figure from behind.

People were coming and going in the lobby, and the distance between them was quite far.

The moment Kim Tae-yeon looked over, the elevator doors opened with a "ding".

Jiang Tang stepped into the elevator, and as he turned to press the floor button, his face flashed through the crack in the elevator door.

Just a fleeting glance.

However, in that instant, Kim Tae-yeon seemed to hear an echo from ten years ago—

"Taeyeon, close your eyes."

"Taeyeon?!"

In the elevator, Jiang Tang also caught a fleeting glimpse of the petite figure standing motionless in the crowd in the distance just before the doors were about to close.

"Is it just my imagination?" Jiang Tang's heart skipped a beat.

Before he could take a closer look, the elevator doors closed, blocking their view of each other.

"Unnie? Taeyeon unnie?"

Yoona's shout interrupted Taeyeon's thoughts.

Kim Tae-yeon snapped out of her reverie and replied absentmindedly.

"No...it's nothing, you must have misread it."

A short while later, Kim Tae-yeon, Im Yoon-ah, and others arrived at the dressing room.

Kim Tae-yeon sat quietly in front of the makeup mirror, letting the makeup artist apply makeup to her face.

Her makeup in the mirror was exquisite, but her eyes were shrouded in a lingering sense of bewilderment.

She was still replaying the scene at the elevator entrance in the lobby in her mind.

Why is my heart beating so fast...?

For some reason, she felt that the back view of the boy in the white shirt somewhat overlapped with the blurry boy in her dream.

Even the relaxed feeling he exuded when he stood there was exactly the same.

Just then, her phone vibrated in her coat pocket, jolting her back to reality from her chaotic thoughts.

Kim Tae-yeon took out her phone, and the screen lit up. It was a text message from Byun Baek-hyun:

[Nuna, you've arrived? I just happened to have a short break. I'll wait for you in the emergency exit in Zone C on the third floor. It'll only take a few minutes, okay?]

Looking at the text message, a complex emotion flashed in Kim Tae-yeon's eyes.

Ever since that day in the underground parking garage when she subconsciously avoided Byun Baekhyun's touch, the atmosphere between the two of them has become somewhat subtle.

Byun Baekhyun clearly sensed something and has been trying to find opportunities to be alone with others these past few days.

But Kim Tae-yeon felt increasingly confused.

The blurry boy in her dream was like an invisible rope, tightly binding her heart and making it impossible for her to concentrate on dealing with this ambiguous relationship in reality.

"What am I even thinking? Can't I even tell the difference between dreams and reality?"

She gave a bitter smile to herself, feeling that it was necessary to take this opportunity to get some fresh air and also to clarify some ambiguous attitudes with Byun Baekhyun.

She stood up, turned to her agent who was working on the script, and made an excuse:

"Oppa, I'm going to the restroom, I'll be right back."

"Go ahead, but don't stay too long, the rehearsal is about to start," the agent said without looking up.

……

Third floor, safety passage in area C.

The lighting here is dim, and staff rarely come here.

Byun Baekhyun, wearing a black baseball cap, paced back and forth, looking both anxious and expectant.

When he saw that familiar figure appear at the end of the corridor, his eyes lit up instantly, and his handsome face became exceptionally radiant.

"Noona!" Byun Baekhyun waved happily to Kim Tae-yeon.

Just then, the door to a lounge not far away was pushed open.

A staff member wearing a tvN director's badge quickly came out and apologized to the boy at the other end of the corridor:

"Mr. Jiang Tang, I'm so sorry, PD Luo was called to a meeting by the station director and it might take another ten minutes or so. Could you please wait in this lounge for a while?"

"It's alright, Uncle Luo is busy with his work, I'll wait a bit."

Jiang Tang's gentle, smiling voice echoed clearly in the corridor.

"Jiang Tang?"

Kim Tae-yeon suddenly stopped in her tracks, staring blankly at the name.

The next second, a loud buzzing sound surged in Kim Tae-yeon's mind.

Those faded memories in my dream suddenly became clear, as if a bolt of lightning had cleaved through the fog!