[Entertainment] If you can

Quan Zhilong took a deep breath, blinked his eyes vigorously, browsed the content of the text message again and made sure that he read the sender correctly, he pursed his lips, and sent a text message to Jin Zhen'er directly.

[Zhen'er, I received the text message, but I haven't read the lyrics carefully, I will read the song carefully after I finish recording.]

--This can't be a coincidence.

Quan Zhilong thought with a blank expression on his face. After the anger dissipated, he tilted his head back so that the back of his head was against the cold and hard wall, but his brown eyes stared at the lights in the corridor until he saw the light in front of him. Turned black and looked away.

It was also at this time that Quan Zhilong's mobile phone rang a notification tone of a text message.

He raised his hand and glanced at the sender, knowing that it was Jin Zhen'er, he didn't click on the text message, then turned the volume of the phone to the lowest level, put it in his pocket, took a deep breath, restrained his emotions, and showed a helpless look again. With a picky smile, he pushed the door open and entered the music studio.

"Why are you so slow, Zhilong, is your girlfriend looking for you?"

Teddy, who was lowering his head to change the lyrics, raised his head when he heard the noise, his smile was really gossip and ambiguous, he looked at Quan Zhilong who came in from the door and said.

"??? Ah, what are you thinking bro!"

Quan Zhilong lied without changing his face, and sat on another chair with a cute smile.

"Tch, I believe you are a ghost."

Teddy rolled his eyes at his younger brother who seemed to be shy while sitting by the side, shook his head amusedly, and stopped joking, he lowered his head and sorted out the lyrics book, and chatted with Quan Zhilong about what happened recently.

"Ah, by the way, bro Teddy, have you shown the lyrics I prepared for 2ne1 recently, bro?"

After chatting for a while, Quan Zhilong started to change the subject, he asked nonchalantly while plugging the headphone data cable into the data port.

"Lyrics? I showed the lyrics to the president once, and then to you kid. What's wrong?"

Teddy froze for a moment, turned his eyes and thought for a few seconds before answering the question of Quan Zhilong who was fiddling with the data cable.

"It's okay, I'm just asking, brother, you must keep the lyrics well??? Although it's safer in the company, you still have to pay special attention."

Quan Zhilong raised his head and said innocently.

"Ah, don't worry about it, you boy! Don't you still trust your brother and me?"

Teddy was suddenly amused by Quan Zhilong's expression, and he threw a plush toy from a Chinese fan on the table to Quan Zhilong as a joke. He didn't think too much, he just thought that this brother wanted Too much and too sensitive.

"Yeah, I'm just talking, brother!"

Quan Zhilong didn't hide either, he knew that Teddy's toy throwing force would not be heavy, so he let the panda doll hit his head.

The poor plush toy was bounced to the ground.

Quan Zhilong glanced at the plush toy on the ground, then lowered his head and bent down to pick it up, but the corners of his raised lips sank.

--If the lyrics weren't leaked from the company, where did her lyrics come from?

--Take a step back, even if the lyrics were leaked from the company, how could Jin Zhener send me the lyrics?

--???Too strange.

Thinking of this, Quan Zhilong couldn't help clenching the soft plush toy in his hands, and when he raised his head, there was a gentle smile on his face.

■

[-], July.

Han Jingru has been quite carefree recently, because Quan Zhilong no longer texts her frequently, which makes her relieved, but at the same time, she has an inexplicable feeling in her heart, but this strange emotion It has long been ignored by Han Jingru.

Just because of this world, her parents who are far away abroad gave her a phone call that was almost 'forced marriage'.

When Han Jingru managed to perfunctory the past and hung up the phone, it was already early in the morning, and she fell on the bed with dry mouth and no sleepiness at all.

[System: Hahahaha host, you are 22 years old this year, it is normal to be 'forced to marry' hahaha! I am not gloating~!]

"??? Oh, the system, you should say a few words less."

Han Jingru buried her face in the soft quilt and said in a muffled voice.

"I can't really find someone to marry, can I? Besides, I have to meet someone who is blind???"

Han Jingru turned over, raised her arms and put her forearms behind her head, she sighed, and looked at the ceiling with the corners of her lips up, laughing at herself.

Han Jingru, who was depressed at this time, of course didn't know that the system was complaining. It thought that the god-like wonder of the target person was just blind? Hehehe.

"Tsk, let's not mention this, the more I think about it, the more I feel stuck. System, we will move in a few days, and the new address is about three blocks away from the crooked chicken."

Han Jingru sat up with her arms propped up on the bed, flicked her bangs that had passed her eyes, and turned her eyes to think that it was time for her to get a haircut.

It is now [-]. According to the original plot, Crooked Chicken will move to a new office building built by itself in Mapo District at the end of January this year. So for the sake of more convenient "strategy" in the future, it is actually not easy to say It was to 'monitor' some activities of Quan Zhilong and Jin Zhener, so Han Jingru rented a private and fully furnished apartment near the new site of Waiji.

In fact, moving is not all about getting closer to Quan Zhilong. One of the most important points is that Han Jingru feels that living here has no sense of security. Since the last kidnapping incident, Han Jingru has become more sensitive. Going home in the evening was a little apprehensive, which made her feel very tired. Besides, the new environment was a new mood, so Han Jingru was also looking forward to the move.

Just as Han Jingru lowered her head to think, the long-lost system notification sounded in her ears again.

[System: Ding Dong--The favorability of the target person's first love [already crossed] has dropped by 20 points..]

[System: Ding Dong--The target character's trust in the host has increased by 5 points.]

[System: Ding Dong--Target's trust in the host has dropped by 2 points.]

[System: The data is being integrated, the current data is - the favorability of the first love [passed] 55; the emotional damage 35%; the trust of Quan Zhilong [target person] to the host 43.]

[系统:正在展开信任度数据--信任值:21／49,好感值:22／49,黑化值:0／2.]

"??? Uh, what's going on here? Why has Quan Zhilong's affection for Jin Zhener suddenly dropped so much?"

Han Jingru was taken aback for a moment, except for doubts, there was very little excitement in her heart.

It's a fool to be unhappy, right? The system has set a favorability level of 30 for her, and she is about to reach this line. Can Han Jingru be unhappy?

[System:??? Probably that first love committed suicide again.]

The system hesitated for a moment and said, in fact, its inner activities are like this - why do I feel that the god-like target person is sick again, hehehe.

Of course, it would never say such things to its own host.

"??? Maybe. But counting the time, the day when she and Mizuhara Kiko will fight is coming."

Han Jingru stretched out her hand and rubbed Rou's dry eyes, she got up, opened the door, and went to the kitchen to pour herself a glass of water.

"But to be honest, I'm really looking forward to the two of them breaking up."

After turning on the lights in the dining room, Han Jingru opened the dining chair and sat down. She picked up the jug she just bought on the table and poured herself a glass of warm water. She took a few sips to moisten her throat. liquid, showing a small smirk.

■

[-], July.

early morning.

The thick light-colored curtains blocked the sunlight from the outside, and the light in the room was dim, but the neatly arranged books and the open lyrics book on the desk could still be seen.

The lamp on the corner of the desk is also on, and the bright white light covers the whole desk. The English and Korean words on the lyrics book are mixed, which looks a little hazy under the light. A black neutral pen with no cap next to the book The pen is also lying there quietly, as if waiting for the owner to use it.

At this moment, the pleasant ringtone of the mobile phone rang in this quiet room.

It seems to have heard the noisy ringing. On the single bed in the center of the room, a large ball wrapped in a thin quilt moved and then fell silent. However, the ringing continued, as if urging something. Then, a One hand stretched out the dumpling, and lifted the quilt completely.

With his messy hair, Quan Zhilong unconsciously rubbed his cheeks against the pillow, then he frowned and yawned a little, then he was dazed, and touched the phone next to the pillow with sleepy eyes.

Probably because of getting up, Quan Zhilong was exuding an air of impatience at this time, and he woke up a little when he touched the phone and put it in front of his eyes, and saw the name flashing on the screen.

In order to make himself more awake, Quan Zhilong turned over and sat on the bed, pulled his face vigorously, felt the pain before fully waking up, then he coughed and answered the phone.

"??????"

After hearing the man's words, Quan Zhilong raised his eyebrows and looked around, as if he was looking for something.

"??? Well, is there anything else going on?"

While talking, he supported the bed with one hand and leaned out of the bed, picked up the pillow that fell on the floor, put the pillow behind his back, and Quan Zhilong leaned on it uncomfortably.

"Is that so, okay, I see, you continue to stare there."

Having said that, Quan Zhilong pressed the call from the private detective with a blank expression.

Ever since Jin Zhen'er sent Quan Zhilong the text message with the lyrics of unknown origin, Quan Zhilong began to investigate the other party's thoughts, but after all, he is usually busy with work, so he really doesn't have time to deal with these things In addition, he is considered a public figure, and it is not convenient for him to investigate these matters by himself. So he found a private detective firm with excellent reputation, and after signing a non-disclosure agreement, a special person was responsible for investigating Kim Jane.

And this private detective didn't let him down. On the phone just now, the private detective said that in the past two weeks, Jin Zhen'er hardly ever went out of the house, and he didn't see anyone coming to her. Even if she went out, she just went to Go to the supermarket to buy things or go to the crooked chicken company.

--Do you basically never go out???

As for things like mobile phone monitoring, □□, and pinhole cameras, private detectives once said that they can also use these props if they are not for legal evidence collection.

However, Quan Zhilong did not ask the private detective to install these. The purpose of his hiring the private detective is to 'monitor' Jin Zhen'er. As for the mobile phone communication records or text messages, he will solve it himself.

Thinking of this, Quan Zhilong lowered his head and sent a text message to Jin Zhen'er. After seeing the notification that the text message was sent successfully, he threw the phone aside, then buried himself under the quilt again, and closed his eyes tiredly .

Soon, Quan Zhilong fell asleep again, but unlike the previous night without dreams, this time he had a dream.

The scene in the dream was pitch black, he could only see that he was sitting at one end of the long white table, lowered his head with heavy eyelids, he noticed that he was wearing a light gray suit, and then looked up at the shaking of the candle flame and the Looking at the beautiful roses, he blankly shifted his gaze to the other end of the long table.

There is a person sitting there.

A woman, to be precise.

Tired, he tried very, very hard to see the other person's face clearly, but it was useless. But it was incredible that he clearly understood in his heart that that person was very important to him.

Then he cried.

I was very wronged, and wept uncomfortably.

Quan Zhilong was also taken aback by himself, but he couldn't control the flow of tears and the pain from his heart.

In fact, he cried very softly at first, but he knew that he couldn't stop his tears, it was just a dream anyway, so he simply let go of himself, and took advantage of this to release his pressure, so he had no scruples at all. Weeping out of nowhere.

Quan Zhilong swears that he has never cried so unscrupulously since he was a child.

Immediately afterwards, he heard an extremely familiar and clear voice.

[??? Why are you crying again, Zhilong.]

"???!!!"

Quan Zhilong suddenly woke up from his dream.

He reached out for his phone, ignored the text message from Jin Zhener, and checked the time.

Eight thirty-five in the morning.

It had been two hours since he first woke up.

Quan Zhilong took a deep breath, wiped away the tears from his face, pushed back his sweaty bangs, he finally laughed out loud.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

That voice was so clear and familiar to him.

That is--

Han Jingru's voice.