Gold Medal Director [Entertainment]

When Du Wenzhou rushed to the hospital, Huang Yu had already finished first aid and was transferred to a single ward.

The 21-year-old young man has already been overdrawn because of rushing to travel, and his eyes are black and blue, like a national treasure giant panda just smuggled out of the zoo.

"He was careful enough! Is it his own fault that he was killed in an accident? Can you be a little bit more human!"

As soon as Du Wenzhou entered the ward, he heard Sky's captain and manager arguing.

The newly replaced manager was promoted urgently from the deputy, and took over such a big group as Sky just after getting upright, quite a bit of grand ambition.

Seeing Du Wenzhou enter the door, the noisy people fell silent.The man has an oppressive aura that makes people unconsciously bow their heads and choose to obey.

"The patient is still resting, and everyone who shouldn't be here is out."

Du Wenzhou didn't look at them, and went straight to Huang Yu's bedside. What he wanted to know now was the specific and real story, not to hear these people performing a drama there.

"Mr. Du, I..."

Everyone went out, except Sky's captain, Han Xi, who hesitated as if he had something to say.

"Mr. Du, can I stay here? I...he can't speak now. I can help him translate."

"You know sign language?" Du Wenzhou looked at him with a half-smile.

"……Won't."

"Then how do you translate for him? And I can communicate with him by typing without a translator."

Du Wenzhou signaled with his eyes that he could leave, but Han Xi lowered his head but had no intention of leaving.

The young man who couldn't find a reason suddenly raised his head and said, "I don't have any reason to stay here, but I want to be with him."

Han Xi looked directly at the tall and strange boss with firm eyes, and said word by word, "Mr. Du, he must be very scared now, I want to be with him."

"Okay," Du Wenzhou chuckled, "I'm not Zhou Baopi. A man can just speak up if he has something to say, and it's not shameful to want to accompany him."

"You were also at the scene at the time, tell me the details. Just tell me what you know."

The suddenly serious atmosphere made Han Xi no longer worried, "Mr. Du, don't blame Huang Yu, he is really careful enough."

Du Wenzhou signaled him to continue with his eyes, and Han Xi told the whole story in a straightforward manner without hesitation.In fact, it is not much different from the news Du Wenzhou got, the only difference is——

"If someone else handed you the bottle of water, Huang Yu wouldn't drink it. The company has told us before, and Huang Yu also took it very seriously, and he became more vigilant.

But that person has been our fan for several years. She has been supporting us since Sky debuted, and now she is also a well-known blogger. She comes to every autograph session. After so long, she is almost familiar. "

"If she wants to harm us, why pretend to be a fan for several years, it's impossible!"

Du Wenzhou didn't have the heart to tell him that due to the clear surveillance footage on the scene and the fast reporting speed, the fan was arrested before he could escape and confessed to the crime.

It is indeed impossible for a person to hide his true intentions and pretend to be latent for two or three years for a meaningless purpose.But in a short period of time, it is possible to destroy a person's trust and turn love into hatred.

Such crazy, destructive indiscriminate attacks,

Tianyu, what on earth do you want to do?

Han Xi sent Du Wenzhou out, and when he reached the door, he suddenly whispered, "Mr. Du, can you change our manager?"

Du Wenzhou looked at him calmly, "You know this is against the rules."

The outside world thinks that the manager is serving the artists, serving tea and water, driving to pick them up, and taking care of them like a nanny.

But in fact, the relationship between most artists and managers in the circle is obedience.When getting along with the artist, the agent represents Party A in the contract, and has the right to control the artist's itinerary and work, and even the schedule and diet.

"I know it's inappropriate to say this, but we're human and we shouldn't be treated like this. He won sympathy for us to lose weight fast, look weak, and only let us eat two biscuits with each meal, and didn't even drink a lot of water. .”

"The concert is so tiring, and Huang Yu is the lead singer, which takes the most out of his voice. If it weren't for this, why would he go to the fans to drink water! Just now, he asked Huang Yu to attend the press conference immediately after waking up, to prove that he is fine If you really can't sing, you fake it..."

"He just came out of the emergency room! He walked through the gate of hell! How could he..."

Du Wenzhou patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, signaling that he would settle the matter, and reassure him.But he didn't make any promises to Han Xi, even though he knew most of these things were true.

Things will definitely be dealt with, and people will be admonished/admonished/punished, but they cannot be fired.

It may take five years, ten years or even longer to train an artist, and so does an agent.

As a qualified manager, one needs to know a lot of knowledge. Apart from singing and dancing, one has to be able to do everything else, especially the master manager of a big group like Sky.This deputy has worked in the industry for more than ten years. Even if he lacks a piece of meat in his conscience, at least it is still feasible in business.

All Xinghai left him was an empty shell, and he couldn't find a group of excellent managers in a short period of time to enter this company that seemed to be going downhill.

What Xinghai lacks the most right now is talent.

Du Wenzhou seemed to suddenly think of something.

"Hi, old Liu, I'm Du Wenzhou,

Yes, we drank together that night.

Hey, don't dare to be, don't dare to be, I have to learn more from you.

In fact, I called this time because I have something to ask for your help. You have heard about Huang Yu’s news, right? Deliberately pressed down. "

"Okay, trouble brother, I'll wait for your news."

The small sex toy store at No. 36 Hutong Street, Yanjiao Lane, Beijing is closed today, and Song Yu, who has the only key, is currently drinking in a restaurant.Sitting opposite him was Sheng Yuan.

It is obvious that the restaurant is not a good place for drinking. People who come here, whether they are business or private, don't drink too much, they just taste it.

Song Yu laughed at himself. It has been three years since he retired from the industry, but this habit has not changed. When everyone knew it, he couldn't run around in places like this because he was afraid of being photographed. Now the dog's tail and flowers are all dead. It's been three seasons, who can still remember who Song Yu and fc are, and who is he showing this feline disease to?

The two sat opposite each other, you had a drink and I had a drink, and they touched each other from time to time to communicate, but neither of them spoke.

You don't speak because you don't know what to say, and you don't dare to let the other party speak because you know what the other party wants to say.

In the end, Sheng Yuan opened his mouth without holding back, and said, "Song Yu, have you seen the news about Huang Yu?"

These words seemed to have ignited some unknown gas, and the air was piling up as if an explosion would happen in the next second.

He said, "Neither you nor I will forget, Du Feng."

"The same technique, the same mineral water, the same..."

Song Yu put the cup back on the table, and he glanced at Sheng Yuan, "Don't fucking talk about it."

"That's right," Sheng Yuan took a sip of wine, "It may be a different result. There is no conclusion yet."

Song Yu looked up at him, his eyes were bone-piercing cold, and there was an endless abyss, "Is it meaningful for you and me to talk about this now?"

Sheng Yuan didn't answer, and asked something else,

"Do you want to know how Du Feng is doing recently?"

Sheng Yuan didn't have Song Yu to cooperate with his plan, so he said on his own, "At the beginning, he couldn't accept it, he wanted to practice singing like crazy every day, but he couldn't even make a sound. come out."

Song Yu's left hand under the table gradually clenched into a fist, trembling slightly, but kept silent.

"Later, he seemed to have a mental problem. He tortured himself in different ways, hurt himself, and then entered a mental hospital."

Song Yuwu raised his head, but couldn't say a word.

"But don't worry, he's gotten better recently. He seems to have accepted the reality that he can no longer sing. He has already left the mental hospital and found a small house by the sea to live alone. It looks pretty good."

"Can he... still talk?" Song Yu asked, but his voice trembled uncontrollably.

"Yes, yes, but the damage to the vocal cords and laryngeal mucosa is too severe, the voice has become deep and hoarse, and I can't shout loudly. The gastric mucosa and esophagus have also been injured to varying degrees, and I can no longer eat irritating food."

Song Yu's left hand clenched tightly and trembled, his nails cut through the fair skin and pierced into the flesh, but he didn't realize it.He heard his own voice say, "I couldn't save him."

That day he knew that Tianyu was going to do something, but he didn't know who it would be. He notified Sheng Yuan first, and then reminded several other people one after another. Because mobile phones were not allowed on stage, he finally went to find Du Feng.But I didn't expect that the time difference was only 2 minutes.

When he arrived, the scene was already in chaos. He saw Du Feng lying on the ground through the crowd. The young assistant was at a loss. He could only yell for the onlookers to go away, and use his body to protect the unconscious man. man.

He watched a group of doctors in white coats running fast and carried Du Feng into the ambulance. His vision was blurred by the white eyes, which made him feel in a trance for a moment that there was only a blank in the world.

That man who doesn't care about anything but only loves to sing, that man who has been with him day and night for four full years, that man who told him yesterday that he will not act or appear in variety shows in his life, he will just do singing well and run after his dreams man for life.

They agreed to fill the entire dormitory with countless trophies, and spread fc's name all over the world. He is fc's lead singer...

Song Yu staggered, feeling that everything in front of him seemed like a lifetime away...

There are only two things Du Feng loves, singing and fc.From the beginning to the end, he didn't care whether he participated in those messy things or not. It was the happiest thing for everyone to be together.But why is he... He shouldn't have to bear these things, why is he...

Singing is Du Feng's life, they took half of Du Feng's life, smashed his dreams into scum, and ruined his whole life...

"Whether it is Tianyu or us, we are sorry for Du Feng."

The author has something to say:

Double update achieved!sprinkle flowers~