Super unpopular CP[entertainment circle]

48.

Qitai Building is surrounded by one-way glass walls. The sun is not bad today, and the aisle is bright and bright. Zhong Siyuan's complexion is cold and pale, and the light cast on his body makes him look unreal, more like a statue carved out of white jade.

The two lounges are not far apart, separated by an aisle, diagonally opposite, the director knocked on the door twice, and just opened a small opening, the director first jumped a sentence in Korean: "Hello."

It was a young guy who opened the door, dressed as an assistant, and he looked very good, the kind who could make his debut in the entertainment circle.

The translation has not yet arrived, and the director's Korean cannot last three sentences, so he can only communicate in English first: "Is President Kim putting on makeup? Teacher Zhong is here, and I want to say hello to him."

Only then did the young man look at Zhong Siyuan who was behind him. The moment his eyes crossed, the man gave Zhong Siyuan a friendly smile, then stepped aside and said, "Please come in."

Kim Yoo-hee was sitting in front of the vanity mirror and combing all the broken hair scattered on his forehead, fully revealing the outline of a mature man.

He met Zhong Siyuan's eyes in the mirror, and immediately outlined a loving smile of an elder: "Siyuan, long time no see."

"Mr. Jin," Zhong Siyuan's ice-like face softened, and said, "Are you in good health?"

Kim Yoo Hee smiled heartily: "It's not bad, don't leave after the end, I can still play with you."

GPO holds idol games every year. A few years ago, Zhong Siyuan and Fang Zhixing also participated when they were in a group. They played basketball together, but it was a pity that they were opponents and not teammates.Zhong Siyuan remembered that several GPO executives also participated in the game. Kim Yoo Hee and Fang Zhixing had a team of more than 40 people.

The director said to Kim Yoo Hee: "President Kim is so proud of himself, Mr. Zhong agreed to come on stage to accompany him."

"Oh?" Kim Yoo-hee's eyebrows were gentle, and it seemed as if a spring breeze was stirring when he raised it, "Then I have to sing well."

Zhong Siyuan was not a warm person, there were other staff members present, he simply greeted and returned to the lounge to put on makeup.

It was nearly ten o'clock when the styling was done, and the director team called Zhong Siyuan to go to the stage for a brief rehearsal.

He changed into a dark green suit, and wore a shirt with a large lapel. The lace on the cuffs extended to the back of his hands, and his hands were slender and beautiful.

Kim Yoo Hee just came out of the lounge, he didn't look old at all, his black velvet coat made him look very charming.

The two met each other in the corridor, so they took the elevator to the nineteenth floor together.

Kim Yoo Hee pointed to the young man behind him and introduced to Zhong Siyuan: "This is my assistant, Jiang Yuan."

Out of politeness, Zhong Siyuan nodded.

Kim Yoo Hee said: "This time I will stay in China for nearly two months. This kid is young. I will bring him to see the world."

The elevator door opened, and Zhong Siyuan and Kim Yoo-hee stepped in.

Plus the staff and assistants, the car was full of people at once.

Jiang Yuan was slender, and standing in the corner, he shouldn't have attracted attention, but Zhong Siyuan had a strange feeling for him, and rarely looked at him twice.

Through the mirror of the elevator, he calmly took a panoramic view of Jiang Yuan's expression.

He noticed that Jiang Yuan was also looking in the mirror, not at him, not at himself, and not at the staff, Jiang Yuan stared at Kim Yoo Hee without blinking.

The elevator door opened, and the person standing in front got out first.

The staff respectfully entertained the two giant Buddhas, and a guiding red carpet was spread from the elevator entrance to the backstage.

What Kim Yoo Hee prepared was a popular English song. Zhong Siyuan got the score, sat in front of the piano and pressed a few keys to test the sound.

The staff handed over the microphone to Kim Yoo Hee, and his deep voice echoed throughout the studio through the speakers: "Siyuan, do you want to practice first?"

Zhong Siyuan didn't speak, but shook his head gently, playing a smooth movement with his fingertips.

Kim Yoo-hee has opened an entertainment company for more than 20 years, and has guest starred in its unit dramas. When he was young, he also released records for convenience. He can sing, sing and act.What's more, he is handsome, nearly fifty years old, and he still has many new fans in Hanyu.

The two played and sang together for the first time. The stage effect was surprisingly good, and the rehearsal was a success.

The director team was dumbfounded by their professionalism, and invited them back respectfully.

During lunch time, the program team ordered boxed lunches for each guest. The taste of work meals was average. Zhong Siyuan didn't have a strong desire for food, so he only had to eat whatever he could eat.

The phone rang on the table, and Fang Zhixing sent a WeChat message of condolences: "Has our teacher Zhong had lunch?"

The air conditioner in the lounge made people dizzy, Zhong Siyuan took his mobile phone to the corridor to breathe, he held on to the railing at the end and dialed Fang Zhixing's number.

The other side quickly picked up: "Brother Yuan! Do you miss me?"

"Yeah." Zhong Siyuan looked up, through the polished and shiny glass, the sky was as clear as washing, and his heart, which had been clamoring all morning, slowly calmed down, "What did you have for lunch?"

Fang Zhixing was always excited when it came to eating, probably because the three-month diet life had left a big shadow on him, and said excitedly: "The food in our cafeteria is super good today! There is my favorite tamales!"

Fang Zhixing is picky about what he eats, he doesn't eat meat that is slightly bigger, and he doesn't eat meat with bones. He hates pork ribs the most in his life, and steamed pork that is just the right size and has no bones is tailor-made for him.

Zhong Siyuan laughed: "There are more."

Fang Zhixing continued to count: "Others, just scrambled eggs with tomatoes, green vegetables, and potato chips."

After a long time of super good food, there is only one tamales.

But this dish has satisfied Fang Zhixing.

Thinking of him, Zhong Siyuan felt weak: "How about making you tamales tomorrow night?"

"Then I don't. I can't eat delicious food every day. If you eat too much, you won't feel rare." Fang Zhixing took the second best option, "I want to eat hairtail, so you can make hairtail for me."

Zhong Siyuan responded to every request, leaving none of his tenderness and love to Fang Zhixing.

The two chatted for 10 minutes, Zhong Siyuan urged Fang Zhixing to take a nap.

Fang Zhixing dawdled reluctantly: "Okay, then I'll go, you have to rest at noon!"

A series of footsteps came from behind, and Zhong Siyuan agreed while turning his head: "Well, remember to ask Uncle Zhang to pick you up at night, and wait at home obediently..."

Before he finished speaking, a voice interrupted him: "Siyuan?"

Kim Yoo-hee came out of the bathroom, and was wiping the water droplets on the back of his hand with a handkerchief. His voice was transmitted through the earpiece to the other side without any concealment: "What are you doing?"

The softness on Zhong Siyuan's face dissipated instantly.

Fang Zhixing on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, and asked uncertainly, "Who is calling you?"

In Korean, with a nightmarish voice, Fang Zhixing's skin trembled almost immediately.

"Staff." Zhong Siyuan finished the sentence as if nothing had happened: "Be obedient and wait for me at home at night. I will try to come back as early as possible and hang up first."

This was the first time that Zhong Siyuan hung up the phone without waiting for Fang Zhixing's response.

Social etiquette, don't make any noise when others call.

As the president of an entertainment company, Kim Yoo Hee has been in power for 30 years. It is impossible that he does not understand this truth.

The only explanation, he did it on purpose.

Zhong Siyuan's face became more and more serious. He walked over. His young body and face were the capital of pride. He stared at Kim Yoo Hee coldly with such eyes. The politeness and respect maintained on the surface were completely broken, and his hostility was already very obvious.

But Kim Yoo Hee smiled as if he didn't realize it, and the accumulation of fine lines at the end of his eyes gave him a certain affinity. He even apologized so naturally: "Sorry, did I bother you?"

The people in the program group started to call the guests to the scene, Zhong Siyuan and Kim Yoo Hee didn't move, the two opposing auras in this small space no longer allowed others to intervene.

Zhong Siyuan finally understood: "The Qitai executives who asked me to appear on the show were instructed by you."

Kim Yoo Hee unhurriedly folded the wet handkerchief neatly, his eyes that see all kinds of things in the world are much cloudier than Zhong Siyuan's, but they are also extraordinarily confident.Still holding that faint smile, he didn't care about Zhong Siyuan's conclusion, but said gently: "I heard that you and Fang Zhixing made a TV series together, and now you couple are so popular. "

Zhong Siyuan turned to him, and hearing Fang Zhixing's name from Kim Yoo Hee's mouth made him feel sick.He asked directly: "What did you do to him?"

Kim Yoo-hee didn't seem to understand what he said, and said to himself: "Your news spread to South Korea, and the Times kids saw it too, so they're not very happy. Siyuan, haven't you seen each other for a few years?"

The glass wall reflects the dominating figures of two men.

Zhong Siyuan's face was already cold, he was a little taller than Kim Yoo Hee, the metal buttons on his suit were cold and sharp, like knives inserted into his slightly drooping eyes, splitting Zhong Siyuan's gaze, with sharp edges and sharp thorns, he cast it on Kim Yoo Hee unabashedly On Zhang's seemingly elegant and modest face, if the gaze had any substance, Kim Yoo Hee's harmless mask would have probably been torn to pieces.

"Is it because of you that he terminated the contract?"

Kim Yoo Hee smiled instead of answering.

The staff members rushed over from the other end, panting and greeted: "Mr. Jin, Mr. Zhong, you are here, follow me quickly, the recording will start soon."

Kim Yoo Hee didn't understand a single word of the Chinese spoken by the visitor, but he walked forward one step ahead of Zhong Siyuan.

Lin Manman also came out to look for someone: "Boss! What are you doing! You're already being urged."

Zhong Siyuan was pushed into the elevator by Lin Manman.

The elevator was fully loaded, and Kim Yoo Hee reached out to Jiang Yuan for his mobile phone.

No one here except the three of them understands Korean, and Kim Yoo Hee said without hesitation, "Since you want to know so much, I can tell you a little bit."

The staff in the elevator looked at them curiously.

Kim Yoo Hee opened the photo album with a smile and called up a photo.

He stood side by side with Zhong Siyuan, the phone screen flickered, and he met Zhong Siyuan's eyes straight.

There were people in the front, back, left, and right, Zhong Siyuan tried hard to suppress the disgust in his heart, and cast his cold eyes on the screen.

The next moment, Fang Zhixing's face appeared in the field of vision unexpectedly, Zhong Siyuan's breathing stopped, and he froze in place for an instant.

The heart was suddenly seized by a big net, and Zhong Siyuan's icy pupils trembled fiercely.

The orange reflector set off a cluster of flames in the narrow light at the end of his eyes, and he stared at Fang Zhixing on the screen, making sure that it was something he had never seen before.

The person in the photo is much younger than now, with the half-length hair that was popular a few years ago, wearing a simple white long gown, the pale pink cherry blossoms on the cuffs are pulled to bloom by fingers, and the blooming flowers cover the delicate chin, It stops right at the corner of the curved lip.

And those eyes, like water, where thousands of shining stars are gathered there, condensing into the purest diamond.

He looks clean, pure, more delicate than cherry blossoms, more dazzling than diamonds.

That is Fang Zhixing, he is dancing.

Jin Yoo-hee only allowed Zhong Siyuan to take a look, and quickly put the phone back. He touched the still face sympathetically, and said, "I kept this photo for five years, and it's still unforgettable. It's a pity, Qingqing doesn't like it." Ken dances for me again."

Zhong Siyuan clenched his fists without knowing when, and the word "Qingqing" was inserted into his temple like a needle, which caused him a splitting headache and blue veins on his forehead. He clenched his teeth and pushed hard to his jaw The horns were swollen and painful, so he managed to squeeze out a sentence from between his teeth: "What do you call him?"

The elevator arrived at the designated floor, and along with the "ding dong" sound was Kim Yoo Hee's smug smile.Then he looked at Zhong Siyuan, admiring the rage from a man 20 years younger than him at close range, then licked his lips in an unclear manner, and sighed: "Have you tasted it, it tastes good."

The elevator door opened, and Kim Yoo Hee walked out first. He looked around like a spring breeze, and said to the director in very decent English: "I want to change to a Chinese song."

"Ah?" The director paused slightly, "But we've already rehearsed with Mr. Zhong, so we'll make a temporary change just in case..."

"No, Siyuan is very familiar." Kim Yoo Hee told him in correct Chinese, "I want to sing "Long Journey"."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone's eyes turned to Zhong Siyuan.

On the No.19 floor of Kaitai Building, the entire glass wall is penetrated by the warm winter sun.

The moody young actor came out of the elevator, the too strong natural light blurred his face, making him look like a hazy shadow.

The fire in his eyes spread to his feet, rolling towards Kim Yoo Hee along the bright red carpet.

Immediately afterwards, he unbuttoned his suit one by one, took it off and threw it back.

Lin Manman caught the clothes in a hurry, not knowing what happened: "Boss... Boss?"

After Zhong Siyuan took off his suit, he began to unbutton his cuffs.

The people around looked at him in confusion: "Mr. Zhong?"

""A Long Journey"."

Zhong Siyuan laughed back in anger, his shoulders shrugged like ice peaks, and his tense muscles were ready to go.

It was written when he was in the most pain five years ago. Every word and every sentence, he thought about Fang Zhixing, even if he was puzzled, unwilling or crazy, he never had any bad thoughts of wanting to see Fang Zhixing from the beginning to the end. .

He kneaded all the love and hate into the song, compressed the invisible future to the extreme, and finally turned it into a helpless wish.

Why did Kim Yoo Hee sing "Long Journey"?

How can he?

How to match?

The torch lit by jealousy burned Zhong Siyuan, and he said word by word in an unprecedented cold tone: "It's mine."

A series of screams suddenly erupted all around.

For the first time in his life, Zhong Siyuan became ruthless and knocked Kim Yoo-hee to the ground with a punch.