[Korean Entertainment] Male god please flop

After drinking the ginger soup, she fell into a deep sleep, and was awakened by Kate in a daze. Feng Jin tried her best to wake up while obediently wearing the prepared clothes.

The room was too warm and the bed was too comfortable and soft, I didn't want to get down at all.

"Wake up, hold this candy first, and turn on the sound before going to the recording studio."

Pu Shengzai handed Feng Jin the medicinal throat lozenge in his hand, watched her swallow it, and then started nagging again.

Amid Park Seung-jae's nagging, he finally came to his senses. He raised his head and looked out the window, and the car came to a stop.

Before getting out of the car, Park Sung-jae and Kate carefully looked at Feng Jin's attire. Lei Wen glanced at the car, took out a small top hat from nowhere, and put it on Feng Jin's head.

Even in less well-known foreign countries, you must maintain your own image.As long as you travel, you can't be casual, and artists must wear the image of artists.

In fact, after being an artist for a long time, you will find that you will gradually develop an aura that is exclusive to the artist. Even if you wear the most ordinary white shirt and jeans, others will think that you look different. .

Feng Jin pressed the hat on her head, nodded to Park Shengjae, opened the door and walked down.

When we got to the recording studio, the producers hadn't arrived yet, so Feng Jin greeted the surrounding staff politely, and after getting permission, she went over her tunes on the keyboard.

In the month of *, I had to follow my mother to England to study music, and all the aks knew that this was almost a regular thing.Although I'm afraid of ko's hard work, I also hope that she can record more variety shows or music programs before she retreats to study. Fortunately, during the time when she is not in China, she will not lose her photogenic rate, and AKs are also convenient to hold the saved programs. Come talk for solace.

Liang Xin also came with the teacher this time. He has been studying by the teacher's side, learning how to make his writing sharper and more touching, but it is difficult to be like the teacher.

He didn't know the purpose of the teacher's visit this time, but his eyes were always fixed on every artist passing by.

"Xin Ye, you don't have any newcomers recently, do you have anyone who fits the image of a goddess in your mind?"

Yang Shinye's teacher, Min Joongho asked in a calm voice.

Liang Xin couldn't help but want to wipe off his sweat. Recently, the teacher doesn't know why, and keeps asking him this question. However, he only knows a few newcomers in Wanwan, but they really don't meet the so-called goddess that the teacher said. image of.

When Min Chonghao saw Liang Xinye's expression, he knew that he definitely didn't, so he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, but there was still no expression on his face.

"Teacher, let's ignore the matter of the goddess and male god. You can read my recent comments first. I always feel that something is wrong, but I can't find it."

Liang Xin was also busy trying to lure his teacher away, but he suddenly stopped.

Min Joong-ho stood at the corner of the wall with a solemn expression, looking at the girl sitting on the chair through the glass window not far away. The girl was sitting in front of the electronic piano, with her head slightly looking down. Although she was talking about the piano, the expression on her face But he couldn't see any expression, his indifferent and attentive appearance couldn't help but touch his heart.

The other party seemed to have sensed Min Joong-ho's gaze, stopped playing, turned his head, and his dark eyes passed over him without any emotion, and then moved away without a trace of pause. Talking to her about something.The coolness that seemed to be isolated from the world just now disappeared suddenly, and a polite smile was raised on his face, and the arc of the corner of his mouth made people relax.

"Bai Yana..."

"Huh? Teacher, what did you just say?"

Seeing the teacher staring at Han Fengjin, Liang Xin couldn't help being curious, "Teacher, you should know that girl. She is also from your country. I heard that she is famous. But she is really too young. I At her age, she didn't know what she was doing, and times change so fast."

When Liang Xin said the same thing, Min Joong-ho felt that the other party was really familiar. Now when he looked at her carefully and saw Park Seong-jae standing beside her like a patron saint, he suddenly remembered.

Isn't this the female singer ko from s?m company!But what's the name?I really have no impression at all.

It is much easier to handle these things if you are a native of the country.

Min Joong-ho finally found the image of the character in his mind, and now he really can't wait for the other party to perform a scene on the spot.But also know not to act too hastily.

"She really worked hard." Since she is an artist from her own country, it is not an exaggeration to say a few good words. Min Joongho silently remembered the other party's name in his heart, and then changed the subject, "What did you say you wrote?" Comments? Where are they placed?"

It was true that Liang Xin was transferred very quickly. When he heard this, he hurriedly said: "It's the new movie before. I read it carefully and wrote it, but after writing it, I still feel that there is something wrong..."

"Let's go then, I'll take a look."

"Hey! Okay!"

Han Fengjin felt much more at ease when she felt the faint gaze disappear. She listened carefully to the producer's words, and after listening to the demo, she wanted to try it out immediately.

No matter what the ost of a TV series is, it will not be bad.Especially this kind of song that sets off the tragic atmosphere is simply her favorite.

If it weren't for the fact that she is not mature enough now, the fan base is also jumping up and down, and her debut time is too short.I really want to make an album with a sad theme, without loud dj music and intense dance music.Just quietly holding the microphone, singing empathetic songs, watching others, like myself, feel sad for the sadness in the tune and lyrics.

"Not bad, but I still have to think about other singers, and I will call to inform you when the time comes."

The producer's expression didn't reveal anything, and he didn't know whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied. Feng Jin didn't have the heart to discuss anything.Infected by this song today, there is always a tune in her mind, and there are some flashing pictures and words, and now she can't wait to pick up a pen and write it down.

"Now I go to participate in magazine interviews and cover shoots. Although the other party is just a designer who has just debuted, the clothes he designs have great potential, and the style is very similar to yours now. Remember to be polite to that magazine editor. That editor's The family seems to have a lot of influence in the local area, so don't offend them."

Pu Shengzai looked at the notebook in his hand, and couldn't help but start talking again, but he couldn't hear Feng Jin's reply for a long time, not only frowned, but when he turned around and saw her with her head down, she didn't know what she was doing, and wanted to scold her loudly.

Recently, Feng Jin didn't know what was going on, sometimes he was always out of state, and she had to say what he said two or three times before she remembered it.

As soon as he opened his mouth to speak, a piece of bread was stuffed into his mouth.

He looked at the man holding the bread inexplicably.

"Eat, I heard your stomach growling just now."

Lei Wen calmly turned away the mineral water and took a sip.

Park Shengjae bit the bread, and after taking a bite, he thought about Feng Geun again, and wanted to talk again, when a water bottle was suddenly stuffed into his mouth, and he looked at Lei Wen who was disturbing him repeatedly, speechless.

"She's writing a song, just say it again before getting off the bus, eat it quickly, the crumbs will fall."

"Oh."

The obedient Park Seung-jae holds the bread in one hand and the water bottle in the other, watching Lei Wen leaning against the car window with his arms folded, closing his eyes as if he was going to sleep, drank the water in a daze, and then...

Isn't this what he just drank?

=-= Forget it, they are all men, so there is nothing to worry about.

Feng Jin still doesn't know what happened between her manager and the nutritionist, she just lowered her head, the tip of the pen fluttered, wishing to draw out all the flashing thoughts in her mind, even though she already felt uncomfortable in her wrist , but reluctant to put down the pen, afraid of accidentally missing something.

When she finally stopped writing, the book was full of handwriting which surprised her a bit.

This kind of coherent feeling is really rare.

She put down the pen, rubbed her wrist, and browsed through the lyrics and music in the notebook again. After correcting typos and unsound sentences, she still felt that something was not right.

Sure enough, if it's not your own feelings, will there always be something missing?

But she couldn't go out of her way to quarrel with Jaejoong just to feel this sad feeling, could she?

Sure enough, you should read more novels.

"Brother Sheng Zai..."

Raising his head, Feng Jin stared blankly at the two men in front of him. Lei Wen fell asleep at some point, and his head, which was leaning against the window, fell directly onto Park Shengzai's shoulder.Park Seung-jae, who could have pushed the opponent's head away, didn't do it for some reason, but just sat there, motionless.

The heads of the two people are very close together, it seems that they are almost stuck together, for some reason, they feel that there is an illusion of seductiveness.

"what happened?"

Although Feng Geun's voice was not loud, the sensitive Pu Shengzai still heard it. He seemed to be awakened suddenly, and shook his shoulders violently. Lei Wen's head had no support, and it slipped directly, and the whole person was lying on the ground. on his lap.

"puff."

Feng Jin, who couldn't help laughing, hurriedly covered her mouth, but still saw Park Shengzai looking at her with a dark face.

"Hey, I want to say, brother, when you have time, find me some tragic novels."

"What are you going to do? Are you going to cry after watching it? Don't you know that your eyes are swollen and you have to put on makeup? Those who don't know think you were beaten."

Park Seung-jae, who was completely impatient with Lei Wen's actions, couldn't return his anger.

"Don't worry, my tears are not that low. The main reason is that the lyrics are too fake, so I want to feel it."

Seeing Pu Shengzai's still dark face, Feng Jin couldn't help but continue to speak: "What, I will pretend that I don't know anything about you and Lei Wen."

Hearing this, Pu Shengjae couldn't help frowning and asked:

"what's up?"

Han Fengjin: "I don't know, don't ask me~"

Park Sung Jae: "..."

Raven: "zzzz—"

****

After finally returning to the country, Feng Jin, who thought he could continue to study in class with peace of mind, looked at the scripts piled up on the table, and the veins on his forehead jumped with joy.

"What's the situation, I think if I remember correctly, I'm a singer, not an actor?"

"From the music circle to the show business circle, is this kind of thing rare in the entertainment circle?"

Park Sung-jae pulled out a script from the table and said.

Feng Jin frowned, and also took a copy: "But I'm not interested in acting at all. It's a last resort for filming the plot of the MV, but if you really want to participate in the filming of this kind of crew, do you think I can really do it?"

Although it was a rhetorical question, Park Seung-jae could already hear deep dissatisfaction from it.He glanced at Feng Jin in surprise, not understanding why she was acting like this all of a sudden, but he still said calmly: "The company arranged for you, can you refuse? Do you remember what was written in the contract?"

——All reasonable artist activities cannot be rejected without reason if they do not involve the arrangement of study and rest time.

"And the company has always wanted to make a difference in the showbiz, and it's not like you don't know it."

Although she knew that Park Seung-jae was telling the truth, Han Fengjin was still not feeling well. She didn't put on a lively and cheerful mask, and said a little annoyedly: "I know, I will take a serious look."

As he spoke, he sat sideways on the sofa holding the script and read it with his back turned to him.

Pu Shengjae knew that her current behavior meant to see off the guests, and seeing the childishness rarely shown by the other party, he could only helplessly rub his forehead: "When you decide where to go, call me, and I will give you a call." Arrange the audition time, go to bed early at night, you have to go to class tomorrow, don't you?"

"Ah."

The sound of closing the door sounded behind him, Feng Jin lowered his hand, and the script in his hand fell smoothly onto the sofa.

She bent her knees irritably and hugged her, leaning sideways on the back of the sofa, with her head resting on her knees, her delicate willow eyebrows furrowed.

Is it difficult to make music with peace of mind?

Of course it's difficult.

There are so many interference factors from the outside world, and I have no power or power. It is already one of the few privileges to be able to include the songs I wrote in the regular album like now. What else do I want?

It's just that I'm really not reconciled to the feeling that this kind of life is controlled by others.

"Zzzz—"

"Hey?"

"Did you just wake up?"

Hearing the gentle male voice suddenly coming from beside his ears, Feng Jin's expression softened involuntarily.

"No, I was just reading the script. Did Brother Zai miss me? I miss Brother Zai very, very much. Every night I dream of you."

"Hehe, of course I want to. Why don't I call you now? What script are you watching? Do you want to accept the drama?"

"Arranged by the company."

Hearing what Feng Jin said, he knew that she was not interested in this, so Zaizhong asked with concern: "What's wrong? Don't want to answer?"

"elder brother……"

Feng Jin held up the phone and sighed softly,

"Can't I concentrate on making music?"

There was a touch of helplessness and dissatisfaction in Feng Jin's tone, this kind of mood touched Jaejoong's heart for some reason, he pursed his lips, and persuaded: "Now work hard to cultivate contacts and knowledge, and make your own music in the future It would be easier, wouldn't it?"

She is not the only one who wants to make her own music, they also think about how many lyrics and songs are piled up on the desktop and in the notebook, but they never have a chance to let outsiders hear them. They can only correct the mistakes again and again in the dead of night , I hope it can become more perfect, I hope it can catch the producer's eyes at a glance, I hope...it can be included.

"Besides, it's also beneficial to take on the show. It can make you more famous, and there will be more people who come to listen to your songs?"

Jin Zaizhong's gentle and helpless voice slowly rang in his ears, Feng Jin lowered his head, closed his eyes tightly, recalling the appearance of the other party in his mind, and whispered softly: "Brother, I miss you so much..."