[Korean entertainment] The world of power is here

"Oh, what's the hat!" A few minutes later, the cyclist in front asked loudly, covering his head as if thinking of something.

"Luo Ye Supper is here! Tsk tsk tsk Li Haoyang will definitely shoot me to death tomorrow! Shall we go back and get it!"

"Go back and take it with your life?"

Driving in the night against the wind, the two laughed loudly at the same time.She put her arms around him and suddenly asked, Quan Zhilong, are you okay?Doesn't it hurt?

"It doesn't hurt! I have a thick skin!" He held the front of the car tightly and pretended not to understand the other meanings of the sentence. He explained it in a long way. Worried about saying that I am not very good blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah...

After that, she didn't listen carefully and couldn't hear clearly. She just supported his waist and raised her head to look at the fragmented night sky passing by among the lush tree branches. In her ears, she could only hear the whistling wind, and occasionally a big car Sand and dust ran into her eyes after rolling.

She felt that the two of them were in a doomsday escape, no luggage, no destination, no gas station, the only thing she needed to do was step on the accelerator and drive forward desperately, leaving this land surrounded by zombies.As far as they are concerned, it is best to have no tomorrow, only the present.

He drove faster and faster, and An Hai didn't hear the sound coming from the front again, only he accidentally slipped out of the mask in the wind and made a faint cry similar to that of a small animal being injured.

So she retracted her head and hugged him tightly, the night wind lifted her short red hair from the top of her head, An Hai blinked his dry eyes and put her ears on his back to listen to the sound of heartbeat without saying a word, feeling what came from The sadness and trembling deep in his heart, in this silent city, the two can only feel the warmth of each other.

After returning home, the two began to have sex crazily, the entrance, the living room, the sofa, the floor, the room, the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the bathroom. Quan Zhilong desperately rubbed her into his body as if he wanted to absorb the last bit of warmth from her body.

Because of the influence of the drug incident, he doesn’t need to go to the company, doesn’t need to attend events, doesn’t need any performances, doesn’t need any commercial shooting, and his temperament becomes sensitive and suspicious in the day-to-day torment, and he often has disputes with her over trivial matters , arguing with her red-faced.

The most serious one directly forced An Hai to run out, sitting in the stairwell covering his face and crying, but he had no intention of chasing her out to coax her.She cried and thought that it was too hard, she might not be able to stay with him all the time, she would never see him again, and they might break up.

But after thinking about it, he thought about his kindness, and thought that he was such a proud person who is now so downcast. If he was more negative than him, he wiped his tears and bought his favorite ramen at the night snack stall downstairs. go back again.Open the door to see him changing shoes in the porch with red eyes, see her come back and hold her in his arms, baby, I'm sorry, I will never make you angry again, forgive me, okay, I can't live without you, please don't leave I.

In such a embrace, An Hai felt that he could forgive everything.

In Anhai’s free time, they always lie on the floor and roll around watching movies with a projector. They watch all new and old movies, 3D animation, suspense, comedy, love, literature and magic records.Later, for convenience, I moved the projector directly to the room and could watch it directly on the bed.

He likes to watch SpongeBob SquarePants the most, and every time he giggles with SpongeBob SquarePants and laughs in An Hai's arms, imitating SpongeBob SquarePants' voice and saying I'm ready.The two smoked three packs of Marlboro and drank all kinds of alcohol together, and did not open the windows or ventilate, causing the whole room to smell of nicotine and alcohol.

When she was not at home, he would occasionally tidy up the room, and then sit at the only desk in An Hai's house to write songs.He said, I'm fine and I know it will get better in time.All I need to do is to take the time to relax, I haven't rested for too long since my debut.

An Hai nodded.Tell yourself he's fine, don't be nervous.

Until one day when he was taking a shower, An Hai accidentally found a bottle of medicine from the far corner of the refrigerator.

Antidepressants.

Squatting in front of the refrigerator holding the medicine bottle, she suddenly started crying helplessly. He has been enduring, desperately enduring, enduring the injustice of this world to him, enduring the world's attacks on him.

But they forgot, how could he have such a strong heart, how could he be so invulnerable, he was just a boy in his early twenties, he would have dark circles under his eyes if he stayed up late, he would get acne if he didn't sleep well, he would swear when he was in a bad mood, He is just a big boy whose eyes are still red when he mentions his mother.

But what would she do, how would she change the world's thinking, and how would she influence the world's gossip?What can she do, she even naively thinks that he has the ability to bear it and is strong enough to face it alone.

"It's okay." The hair of the man who had just taken a shower was still dripping with water. He lowered his head and raised his pants and sat on the cold floor beside An Hai. Her back comforted her, and he said, "An Hai, I'm fine, don't worry, I won't take this medicine in the future, okay? Don't cry..."

"Quan Zhilong, give up, let's not be stars, okay? I can't take it anymore..." She clutched his clothes and cried bitterly, "You are like me...to be behind the scenes with me, okay...too hard ...I don't want you to be like this..."

And he lowered his eyes and did not speak, singer, producer, fashionista... Among all his identities, his favorite is the identity of singer, even though this identity has caused him to lose a lot of things and suffer a lot of slander, but in the end, He still remembers his dream.

YG Planning Office——

"It's impossible to release an album this year. No matter how you say it, we have to wait until the second half of next year. I'm deeply sorry to everyone here...the company's listing may have to be delayed." The leader of YG's public relations team got up and said apologetically to everyone present All shareholders bow deeply.

"Then how much money are we going to lose in this way!" A shareholder representative stood up with his hands on the table a little excitedly: "President Yang, we invested the money in because we trusted you. In June, Jiang Dacheng's incident was not too long ago, and now it's happening again." This kind of thing, how can we trust your company now?"

"The public's reaction is very strong. You can see how many anti gifts the company receives every day."

"I suggest that bigbang, especially Quan Zhilong's activities can be canceled this year, and the company should focus on cultivating newcomers. Now it's all newcomers, right?" Another slightly younger shareholder tilted his head and said his proposal, As soon as the proposal came out, many people agreed.

And Yang Xianshuo's frown became deeper and deeper, and he didn't say a word for a long time. He is in a state of desperation now, and the voice of people's resistance is getting louder. South Korea is a very traditional country. Once drug abuse broke out, it can basically be said that a singer is over. singing career.However, he couldn't let go.

He couldn't give up that child. Although he regretted it, it was just angry words.from………………

"No..." He just opened his mouth to refute, when a voice suddenly sounded beside him.

"Do you all think so?" The person in the wheelchair lit a cigarette in the meeting room without paying attention, coughed a few times, and said calmly, "You think they will never turn around?"

"Otherwise, what's your opinion? Let the public accept them?" Shareholders choked back.

"Hmph." The man in the wheelchair sneered, "It's hard to imagine that I'm actually standing in the same boat with a group of donkeys." (So An Hai's arrogance that is not afraid of death basically comes from his father's chromosomes)

"Including you." Ignoring the noisy voices of the shareholders, he turned his head and pointed at Yang Xianshuo and said this, then slapped the table hard and said, "In my opinion, the acceptance of young people is not as conservative as we imagined. !"

"The company will go public next month. They just object that Quan Zhilong is not stupid enough to make trouble with money. The bigbang album will still be released. After the album is released, ignore the voices in China and go directly to foreign countries for tour."

As soon as the voice fell, there was an uproar in the meeting room.

"Are you crazy!! It's like this in China! Why go abroad, don't be boycotted and come back and laugh!"

"That's right! Isn't this a game of spending money!"

"Don't underestimate those brats, they are much more popular overseas than you think." The butts of the cigarettes were pressed down on the conference table, and he scratched the stubble of his chin and sniffed, "Foreigners They are much more open than us, and they speak through music, no matter how good your domestic image is, if you can’t do it with music, get out.”

"Also, don't you know how much Koreans love to hug European and American thighs? If they really gain popularity abroad, what else will they worry about in China? Leader of the public relations team, starting tomorrow, you will send people to release fake news online Said to do a global tour, we'll see you in a week and see how it goes."

After saying this, Ancheng turned the wheelchair and left the conference room first with the help of his assistant.

Yang Xianshuo raised his eyebrows and stood up, bowing slightly, "Then everyone, see you in a week."

Two of the company's largest shareholders are gone, and there's nothing left to discuss with the rest.Under the appeasement of the staff, groups of three or four left one after another.Yang Xianshuo quickly followed the man in the wheelchair, asked the assistant to leave first, and pushed him into the elevator.

"Why did you help Zhilong? Don't you dislike him?" The elevator light went down step by step, and there were only two people in the elevator.

"Hey, why pass up the opportunity to make money." Ancheng smiled with the corners of his lips curled up, "Besides, my worthless daughter likes what he likes to death. I don't want my daughter to make money to support him in the future."

The author has something to say: I have always defined An Cheng as a kind father~ Believe it or not, I believe it anyway!