“Wow, how come you always look so natural in these outfits for special stages” Woo Se-hoon, dressed as a repairman with some grime and dirt painted on his face, looked at the freshly changed Choi Kyeng-won with some envy. He then glanced at his own outfit and felt a little awkward.,"Jǐngyuán, are you going back to the studio or the dormitory tonight","But you can afford houses and cars, why can't you afford snacks"。