The bright moon in the entertainment industry

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Dong Yongpei never thought that he could survive for five years.

He can no longer explain how he survived, and why he survived.

In fact, at the beginning, his original intention of becoming a trainee was not to be a singer.

Dong Yongbai just wants to be a [entertainer].

Whether it's a singer, a dancer, a variety show guy, or even a comedian.

...better than now.

The sixth grade of Dongyong Pei Primary School happened to be the time of the world economic storm, and the family that was relatively well-off was hit hard, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it plummeted.

Watching my father go out early and return home late every day, my mother frowned and carefully checked every expense. Grandpa endured the pain and was unwilling to go to the hospital. Maybe he just saw enough.

So want to change.

But he still thinks everything is too simple, trainee, after all, what is it?

What will teachers teach students who have not even paid their tuition fees?

Cleaning, kneeling on the ground to wipe the floor, helping out with errands to buy coffee, Dong Yongpei's delicate hands that have never been washed before, gradually

Full of scars.

He once thought, gritted his teeth, that everything would be fine when he persisted.

Now, isn't it already good?

Dong Yongpei thought, being able to make his own debut, this is something he never dared to think about before, and now it is in front of him, what else?

Can you hesitate?

As for these tears, they were nothing more than tears of joy——

Dong Yongpei suddenly took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, put his hand on the solo contract, the cover was crumpled by his hand

The.

Those were no longer the hands of a pair of white, tender and weak children.

It was full of bruises, big and small, from boxing class, dance practice, fitness, and maybe fights

of.

He once stood at the bottom of the abyss, using these hands to climb up the vines, the stones, and the dirt.

Dong Young Bae has a clear conscience about this solo contract.

"President."

Dong Yongpei swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva before he managed to make a sound, only to feel that his eyes and throat hurt badly.

Tears kept flowing down, as if this could pour out part of the sadness.

"We have an appointment..."

After saying the last word, he was already sobbing.

His fingers clenched the SOLO contract, tightly and tightly, and finally kneaded into a ball, and slapped it on his heart, wrinkled into a ball.

A snow-white flower.

The heart trembled violently.

At that time, Dong Yongpei really felt that he couldn't hold on, and almost gave up.

Suddenly a new trainee came to the company, who was a few months younger than me, wearing fat HipHop clothes on his thin body.

The expression on her face was stinky, but when she opened her mouth, she had a soft voice like a baby's voice.

[Yong Pei. 】

Dong Yongpei's crumbling world seemed to be supported by a thin bamboo pole.

Although trembling, trembling, thin and weak as if it would break at any time, there was finally a place to breathe.

Stay by your side, clean together, kneel and wipe the floor together, grimace at each other when cleaning the glass, bow your head and quietly when you are scolded

Sticking out their tongues quietly, rubbing potions on each other when they were beaten, holding each other's hands and running wildly in the wind to chase the last one on the road in the middle of the night

Shuttle bus.

They also drank the first bottle of wine together, smoked the first cigarette in life, and went to the first stage in life——

Too much.

The sweat and tears that the two of them shed together have long been mixed together and cannot be separated.

How do you want him to pick out a part of himself to prove it?

People seem to be like this, there is no way to live alone.

"Do you know the significance of the choice you are making now, Yong Pei?"

Yang Xianshi looked at the young man who was crying miserably and could hardly lift his head, and asked again.

Dong Yongpei nodded viciously, as if he was afraid that he would regret it, he grabbed the crumpled solo contract and tore it off viciously.

go with.

It may be that the contract is relatively thick, and it could not be torn apart the first time.

Dong Yongpei's face flushed red, he slightly staggered the contract, and tore it up again.

"Chila——"

The scattered paper flowers are like heavy snow fluttering.

Yang Xianshi narrowed his eyes, picked up the lighter from the table, lit a cigarette for himself, and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke.

Dong Yongpei, who was so relentless, reminded him of that kid who was only a little tall five years ago, when he rushed into his office,

Brave and reckless.

So young.

he thinks.

I don't understand the cruelty of this world, so I resist as I please.

How young—————

"Okay, it's almost done, who told you to tear it up, clean it up for me, get out." Yang Xianshi took a deep breath of cigarette, looked at

Dong Yongpei, who was standing there panting heavily and wiping his face with his sleeve indiscriminately, suddenly felt an indescribable complex emotion in his heart.

Sensation, stood up from the sofa, went behind the desk to turn on the computer and started typing.

Dong Yong Pei apologized with a hoarse throat, squatted on the ground again, and started to tidy up.

pat, pat, pat.

Tears fell drop by drop on the floor, Dong Yongpei wiped them away with his sleeve indiscriminately, picking up the shredded pieces of paper.

Fingers scratched the floor, making a rattling sound.

"After going back today, take a good rest, and start taking vocal music lessons tomorrow. The day of your debut will not be postponed very late

of. "Yang Xianshi didn't curse, and he didn't even move his eyes from the screen, and said calmly while typing on the keyboard.

"Yes, President."

Dong Yongpei packed up all the debris, put them into the trash can, and finally wiped his face with his sleeve, before being respectful

Come and say goodbye.

Yang Xianshitou didn't return, he waved his hand, indicating that he can get out.

"Then, I'm leaving now, President."

Dong Yongpei gave a deep navel salute habitually, his voice was a bit hoarse, but he answered clearly.

"Yong Pei."

Yang Xianshi let go of the mouse, leaned back on the chair, grabbed a pen to play with, and smiled slightly: "You know, when you leave

I will treat you like this before I say goodbye, right? "

"Yes."

"...do you regret it?"

Yang Xianshi asked.

"It's too late to regret it now."

He added that when he saw Dongyong Pei's red eyes, he felt that he was too much, so he waved his hand wearily.

hand, indicating that he can go.

Dong Yongpei exited the office carefully, and gently closed the door for him.

Yang Xianshi didn't touch the computer anymore, but lit another cigarette.

Since entering the age of 35, his addiction to smoking is getting bigger and bigger.

Almost sick.

His girlfriend persuaded him, his parents persuaded him, and his friends also advised him that he can smoke, but not in such a desperate way.

"...Looking at Dong Yongpei, I think of you, Taizhi."

He looked at the unclean window in the office while talking to himself. Outside the window was the not-so-busy and tidy Mapo district in Seoul.

"I also followed you without hesitation, just like Yong Pei follows Zhilong now."

How similar, Seo Taiji is like Quan Zhiyong, he and Lee Juno are like Dong Yongbai, only Seo Taiji can be heard in the name of the group

Existence, he is so dazzling that he can only give darkness to others.

Seo Taiji and the children.

They stood together relying on their beliefs, dreams, and friendship, without hesitation, and rampant.

Then I stood at the top and saw the most dazzling world.

Xu Taizhi is his friend, his mentor, and his confidant, who opened the door to a new world for him.

"You said, when that day comes, when they reach the pinnacle of the music industry like us, will they follow our old path?"

After Xu Taizhi retired, he and Li Junuo also retired.

It's not that they don't have a fascination with the music industry, but...

"It's too embarrassing to think about it now."

Yang Xianshi thought.

After all, he is no longer young.

Perhaps for this world, he still has ambitions and infinite possibilities, but for Yang Xianshi, he can do

Yes, just construct a dream and let those kids do it.

The dream has sounded.

He was just waiting for what kind of echo Quan Zhilong would give him.

In the corridor outside the office, there was a low, depressing cry.

"...Don't cry."

Dong Yong Pei was so helpless.

He was thinking, why Quan Zhilong looked more pitiful than girls when he cried, and it made him feel that he was a heinous sin

pole.

"I don't have a solo, didn't we agree to debut together? Zhilong, don't cry."

"Are you stupid!? Are you stupid!?! Why don't you do that if you can solo!? Who would take it seriously?! Dongyoung

Pei, you are a fool! ! "

Quan Zhilong was crying so hard that he couldn't get up, his thin chest was trembling, and the tip of his nose was red, it seemed that he had lost his chance to solo

Instead, the person is like him.

"Please don't cry, my head hurts! Zhilong, Quan Zhilong!!"

"What are you yelling!? Idiots can still yell at people?! Aren't you stupid to the end?! You are a rapper, you want to be the lead vocalist, you will die of laughter

person! ?ah? ! "

"...A person who has lower grades than me in all courses except rapper, what else can he do other than rap, I pity you,

I am brother. "

"Yeah, are you funny!? Who said you're brother, aren't we friends? Yongbai?!"

"Yeah, we're friends."

Dong Yongpei sighed, took out the ugly backpack that had been rubbed by Quan Zhilong out of his arms, and threw it habitually into his own

On the back: "Friend, let's go back, we have to tell Brother Shengxian and the others about this."

"Let's go."

Quan Zhilong sniffed and said in a nasal voice.

"Zhilong, you really act like a little girl."

"...Dong Yongpei!! Don't run away!!"

The two teenagers ran and chased in the long corridor, and ran towards the exit at the end of the corridor.

bright.

Yeongbae, let's go together.

The author has something to say:

The second chapter of Yongbai is over.

Hey~ It's really not easy to find out that our brother Sun is really not easy, tears.

The author starts school tomorrow, and your comments are not positive, and today it will be sour

Tomorrow, if I have time after the report, I will make two updates. If I don’t have time, I can only wait for tomorrow night~~

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