The bright moon in the entertainment industry

66. Fear

"What are you writing?!"

Yang Xianshi threw the music manuscript on Quan Zhilong's body, and the snow-white paper spilled all over the ground.

Quan Zhilong stood silently in front of the sofa, with his hands down and his head down.

Seeing him like this, Yang Xianshi was even more furious, and his hands were trembling when he pointed at him: "It's been an extra month and a half, let's see what your writing is? It's not as good as those underground singers' drool Song!"

"I'm sorry, President."

Quan Zhilong bowed and apologized, his eyes were calm and gentle, and his etiquette was impeccable.

"You get out, you get out!!" Yang Xianshi couldn't scold him anymore, and told him to get out.

Seeing Quan Zhilong leave the office, he lit a cigarette distractedly, sat on the desk, picked up a cigarette that fell on the desk

The score on the desk, the more you look at it, the tighter your eyebrows frown.

These are just a bunch of meaningless notes put together, not even a song in his eyes.

The level of rubbish like this, the idea of ​​letting Quan Zhilong be responsible for the songwriting of the first album after debuting after the year is simply a dream!

Yang Xianshi became more and more irritable, and took a deep puff of the cigarette, as if he wanted to suck it directly into his lungs.

He couldn't help thinking of Zhou Wensheng, the friend who introduced Jiang Liuyue.

He was a very intelligent and refined man, a Korean Chinese, who had lived in Seoul for 30 years, and finally chose to return to his homeland, which he had never been to.

Yang Xianshi likes to chat with him very much, and often benefits a lot.

The recent suppression of Quan Zhilong and the matter of Jiang Liuyue are naturally within the scope of conversation between the two of them.

Zhou Wensheng only had four words to comment on his actions: Too much is too much.

At that time, Yang Xianshi was still a little disapproving, laughing at his old friend who had been away from Korea for too long and did not know the current situation. Now,

It's a bit of a pain.

Quan Zhilong is obedient, the point is, he is too obedient!

There was no resistance, no confrontation, no unconvinced, no anger, and nothing to criticize!

He's just an ordinary boy who can catch anyone on the street, how can he still be that arrogant boy?

Where is rapper Quan Zhilong?

He, Yang Hyun-seok, has the ability and self-confidence beyond the sky, but he dare not take such a guy to the music industry and say, this is the trump card that our YG has been preparing for five years!

Shame!

This kind of embarrassment and Quan Zhilong's embarrassment in Jeju Island are absolutely insignificant.

The cigarette had already been smoked, Yang Xianshi refilled another one, took two puffs, but became more anxious, and unconsciously clenched his teeth on the cigarette holder.

He had to admit that he was now in a dilemma.

Obviously, Quan Zhilong can't go on like this, but he, Yang Xianshi, can't slap himself in the face and say to Quan Zhilong, Zhilong

I used to tease you. From now on, you can have as much fun as you want, play wherever you want, practice if you want to practice, and introduce a girlfriend to you if you don’t want to contact me...

how is this possible.

When thinking of Quan Zhilong, Yang Xianshi inevitably thought of the fuse of this incident, Jiang Liuyue.

To be honest, he really wanted to send Jiang Liuyue back to China immediately, immediately.

But he couldn't find Jiang Liuyue's objection.

He was also the one who nodded his head for the MV with TVXQ. Jiang Liuyue was able to handle the crisis by himself.

It's rare, no matter how much the problem is pursued, it should be at the company's fault, and it's not her turn to be blamed by a little girl. He, Yang Xianshi, can understand this truth.

It’s been a month since this incident, and with TVXQ’s comeback to the stage today, it’s neither cold nor hot, the name Alice,

The frying became louder and louder.

YG can't let go of the relationship no matter what, and it's not easy to break the skin. Regardless of Jiang Liuyue's life or death, they can only maintain a silent attitude, rejecting all announcements that Jiang Liuyue may have any involvement with TVXQ and the opportunity to meet.

But the more he is like this, the more curious the public will be. Even the ace program XMAN of SBS has sent out invitations frequently, hoping that Jiang Liuyue can appear on the show with a few boys from TVXQ, so that everyone can see how tough he can be in TVXQ What is the difference between the creatures that survived the fandom.

Yang Xianshi bit the bullet and refused on the grounds of time conflict and Jiang Liuyue's lack of Korean proficiency. He was angry, angry and aggrieved: he invited PD to eat many times for this ace show and wanted Seven to appear in it, but it was still because of Seven. He was rejected for promoting in Japan but not in Korea.

The world has really changed now.

Compared with powerful singers, these ace programs are more willing to invite some superficial topical characters, compared to whether the show will be broadcast or not.

To express positive energy, they are more concerned about whether they can attract attention and viewership.

If it were ten years ago...his era...

Think far.

Yang Xianshi took another drag on his cigarette, rubbed his temples tiredly, and swept the music score in his hand into the trash can with complicated emotions.

This world has changed... really changed...

"Selection of trainees?" The news that Dong Yongpei brought back surprised everyone.

Dong Yongpei was also obviously frightened, licking his lips and rolling his eyeballs anxiously: "Yeah, I heard it when I came back from the practice room, and said that the specific announcement will be announced through the media in two days Woolen cloth."

The first person to feel scared was Zhang Xiansheng. He fell silent all of a sudden, lowered his head, his eye circles were red, and his fingers were tangled together.

Cui Shengxian is alright, his relationship with his family has eased recently, but it hasn't eased enough to let him make his debut.

I know there is still more to boil.

In the tense atmosphere of everyone, only Quan Zhilong's expression was indifferent. He was still sitting in front of the TV watching his variety show without turning his head.

"Brother Zhilong, brother Zhilong, do you know? The company is going to recruit new trainees."

Zhang Xiansheng ran up to him and knelt down, and couldn't help but glistening tears appeared in his big eyes.

"Isn't it great? You are also a senior."

Glancing at him, Quan Zhilong stretched out his hand and pulled a tissue from the side and stuffed it into Zhang Xiansheng's hand, with a calm tone.

Into a trainee?

He and Dong Yong Pei are scheduled to debut in January next year, and now it is a little later than he expected to recruit trainees to fill the gap.

"But...but..."

Zhang Xiansheng muttered, repeatedly struggling with his words, trying to express his uneasiness and fear.

"Ah, Zhang Xiansheng, like a man, if you are strong enough, you won't be afraid of how many people come." Quan Zhilong frowned, his voice was not loud, but his tone was very stiff.

After being reprimanded by him for a few words, Zhang Xiansheng bowed his head and agreed, and sat down on the sofa next to him silently, with his head down, letting the

His long bangs covered his face, and after a while, his shoulders began to tremble slightly—he was crying.

Seeing Zhang Xiansheng crying, the already bad atmosphere suddenly became stiff.

Quan Zhilong frowned, and suddenly threw the remote control in his hand towards Zhang Xiansheng: "Ah!! You can't go when you have time to cry

Do you practice? ? "

"Zhilong!" Dong Yongpei hurried over to stop him: "What are you doing?"

"What do you want me to do? Look at your appearance! Zhang Xiansheng!! Hold your head up like a man!" Quan Zhilong felt angry when he saw Zhang Xiansheng's useless appearance, and he wanted to tear his clothes if he took a step forward collar.

"Zhilong! That's enough!! Don't do this!!!" Dong Yongpei hurriedly hugged him, Cui Shengxian also walked over silently, stretched out his hand and drove Zhang Xiansheng to the bedroom, and then closed the door by himself, disapproving look at him.

Quan Zhilong laughed angrily: "What's wrong? Do you still think I'm bullying?"

"I didn't think you were bullying him. Hyun Seung is too weak." Cui Shengxian shook his head and walked over to signal Dong Yong Pei to let go of Quan Zhi

Long, patted Quan Zhilong's hair with his big hand: "Xian Sheng is wrong, you can teach, scold, beat, but you can't impose your emotions on him."

Quan Zhilong felt that he lost his temper all of a sudden.

Looking at Cui Shengxian's gentle eyes, he suddenly felt ashamed.

Yes, he, Quan Zhilong, just stands and talks without pain in his back. Of course he has no pressure when he is about to debut. When Jiang Liuyue came, he felt

How nervous and afraid, have you forgotten?

Pray on the road that the plane will not land, pray at the airport that no one will be picked up, and pray that the person is an idiot when caught up...

It turned out that the other party was really an idiot.

"Okay, isn't there going to be an underground competition next week? Why don't you go to practice?" Cui Shengxian didn't want the atmosphere to be too dull, so he turned away

Topic: "How is the song writing going?"

Quan Zhilong lowered his head and did not speak.

"Zhilong? Don't be shy, show me your songs..."

"No."

Quan Zhilong said stiffly.

Cui Shengxian thought that he was still having a childish temper, so he stretched out his hand and rubbed his hair: "Okay, don't be angry with me, take out the song and listen to it, will my brother still take it away?"

"... Really not."

Quan Zhilong showed a smile uglier than crying, and looked at Cui Shengxian with some despair: "I can't write it, I really can't write it."

After tearing up that piece of paper in the practice room that day, Quan Zhilong realized that he could not write songs.

He felt that what was torn off was not paper, but his sincerity, the truth he wanted to say, and Quan Zhilong's voice.

How about writing other songs?It's just a matter of making up the numbers and putting on a show.

That's not what he wants to write, it's not what he wants to sing, it's not what he wants to say, it's not what his heart says.

Speechless.

He Quan Zhilong blocked his mouth, he blocked his mouth because he was afraid of his sincerity.

So doesn't he listen to the president more than anyone else now?

Is there any use for myself who can't write songs?

what?

He wanted to ask himself, but he refused to answer.

He wants to ask others, but is afraid to hear the answer.

"... Zhilong."

Quan Zhilong suddenly became anxious, he stomped the floor under his feet vigorously, and stepped on the magazines scattered on the ground with his bare feet, like a bird

A cat chasing its own tail.

His thin palms scratched and struggled meaninglessly in the air.

"Zhi-Long!!"

Cui Shengxian and Dong Yongpei reached out their hands almost at the same time, trapping him in place, preventing him from spinning around.

"I'm useless."

Quan Zhilong smiled lightly, pulling the corner of his mouth in vain, trying to make himself not look so miserable:

"I……"

Why did you suddenly lose your temper?

Why did you know about the recruitment of trainees but didn't tell everyone?

why?

What on earth do you Quan Zhilong not want to admit to pretend to be deaf and dumb like this?

"I'm afraid too..."

Covering his face with his thin arms, he began to cry, he said.

Replaced, forgotten, abandoned, ignored...

He was also afraid of such things, so scared that he could only pretend that he didn't care.

But Quan Zhilong can only pretend to be strong, not really strong.

I can't hold it anymore...

The author has something to say:

Already on the return journey today, it is estimated that I will return to the plain area tomorrow night ==

I read everyone's comments, but I didn't reply because the posting depends on mobile data.

Thank you very much for your concern for me.Please don't be careless and continue to hit me with comments.

In fact, I shouldn't update it today, because there are not enough 25 comments.

But... GPA asked me, and I remembered that I owed her a change, so I made it up.

Please continue to comment, anyway, adding the comments in the above chapter is enough for 25 comments.

I will update again tonight.

Really going to sleep now.