The splendid life of Korean entertainment

It was already nine o'clock in the evening when everything was tidied up.After taking a hot bath, Song Ya lay on the bed and waited for Xuan Bin to come over... But the more she lay down, the more bored she felt. Two expired sausages, nothing good to be found.

Song Ya sighed, turned around and walked out of the kitchen. The living room was empty, and no one lived in it for a month and a half, which made the family less popular.Thinking that Xuan Bin would not come in a few hours, Song Ya suddenly had an idea, changed her clothes and ran out of the house.It’s been a long time since I saw the night view of Seoul.

It was still snowing outside.Song Ya drove a car aimlessly in downtown Seoul. Super Junior has officially debuted on December 12th, and many video stores on the street have posted their huge posters.SM has always been the leader in the music scene when it comes to promoting newcomers and idol groups, it always seems to see farther than other companies.This time is no exception, as soon as superjunior comes out, it becomes a popular group.The twelve boys all have their own advantages and disadvantages in terms of image and temperament. At the airport, Song Ya also saw a few Japanese girls holding magazines and commenting on each of the twelve members of Super Junior.The conclusion is that they like everyone in the group.If it's about dating, the child prodigy will get the most votes!Hehe, this time, sm won again.

She didn't know where she was driving. Song Ya suddenly felt a little hungry. She saw a fast food restaurant on the side of the road. She parked the car and got out of the car wearing a mask and hat.

The night wind was tight, and she let her hair down to cover her cheeks.

As the sample was approaching, there were no customers in the fast food restaurant. Song Ya ordered a hamburger and hot chocolate, and when she turned to go out, she almost collided head-on with a young man who came in from the door.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" When the young man was wearing a black peaked cap and passed Song Ya sideways, he suddenly said pleasantly, "Sister Yamei?!"

Song Ya was surprised, thinking that she could still be recognized even though she was dressed like this, the point is, he called herself "Sister Yamei." It was dark outside the shop, and the young man took a step back and stood in a bunch of warm yellow lights , took off the peaked cap, revealing a head of smooth black hair, his chin was pointed, his eyebrows were slender, and his complexion was as pale as snow.Song Ya pointed at him and couldn't help smiling: "Ha! Zhilong."

It turned out that Song Ya drove to Hapjeong-dong before she knew it, and one street ahead was YG's headquarters building.Zhilong didn't eat either, he came out to buy supper.

"What do you want to eat? My sister treats you."

Zhilong shyly said, "No, no need."

Song Ya patted his thin shoulder: "Don't be polite to me, hurry up and tell me what to eat?"

"Then be the same as my sister." Zhilong smiled shyly.

Of course, Song Ya would not just buy the same set meal as herself.Boys eat too much, so with a big wave of her hand, she bought another big bucket of fried chicken wings and two orders of French fries.

After looking at it, I still felt that it was not enough, so I said to the salesperson, "Two more pineapple pies, two more mashed potatoes, and four boneless chicken tenders!"

Five minutes later, the petite Zhilong followed Song Ya with a plastic bag in his arms, and got into her car with a smile on his face.

This scene really seemed familiar, Quan Zhilong suddenly remembered that Song Ya also generously invited him to a meal the night before he chose to leave SM company.

Speaking of which, Zhilong and Song Ya didn't know each other very well in the past few years, because Li Xiuman didn't like him, so Zhilong's trainee career was very gloomy, and there was a feeling that he was never on the stage, and his age You are young, although he came to the company early, but no one regarded him as a real senior.

But Song Ya is different, she became the darling of the company as soon as she came, not to mention having an independent practice room, and the vocal teacher is also Kangta and He.Thinking about himself again, Zhilong was very disappointed.

And I met Song Ya because one time I practiced very late and everyone else left, but Zhilong stayed in the classroom to practice repeatedly because he couldn't do a certain movement well.The music ended, and when he turned around, he found that Song Ya was standing at the door and looking at him with a smile on her face.

"Wow! You dance so well! Kid!" she said excitedly, clapping her hands.

Kid...Zhi Long's mouth twitched, and he responded dissatisfiedly: "I'm not a kid, I'm your senior!"

ah?Song Ya was obviously taken aback: "You..."

Zhilong said solemnly: "You don't need to guess, I am only ten years old this year, but I joined the company in 1996."

Looking at Zhilong's raised chin, Song Ya chuckled, "Oh, senior, I'm sorry, I was rude just now."

Senior, for some reason, Zhilong suddenly felt sad when he heard Song Ya call him that. He felt that these two words were more of a kind of irony. Song Ya, who was still smiling for a while, was a boy after all, and her body was particularly strong because of her frequent dance practice.Song Ya was in pain and yelled in a low voice, Zhilong suddenly became frightened, and before he had time to apologize, he picked up his schoolbag and ran away.

Thinking of the absurdity and childishness of his childhood, Zhilong, who was gnawing on chicken wings, burst out laughing, spraying a paper bucket with the scraps of chicken wings.Song Ya frowned in disgust: "Zhilong, the bucket is full of your saliva, how can I eat it later?" Dissatisfied, she snatched the paper bucket from his arms, "My sister should hold it."

"No, no, no." Zhilong grabbed the other corner of the paper bucket, "tearing" with Song Ya. "It's full of oil, my sister's clothes should be dirty."

Song Ya didn't let go, she stared at her eyes and said, "You can wash the clothes if they are dirty, but you won't be able to spit out your saliva after eating."

Zhilong laughed, and countered: "My saliva is not □□, my sister will not get sick if I eat it twice!"

The two of them "teared" back and forth like this for a long time, and neither of them would let go first. Zhilong held the chicken wings in his mouth, because if he kept his mouth open for a long time, Ha Lazi would stay, Song Ya couldn't stand him With a funny look, he finally let go of his hand, and Zhilong leaned on the back of the chair contentedly, holding the paper bucket tightly in his arms, with a weak expression of "I'm exhausted to death" on his face.

Song Ya squinted at him, and couldn't help scolding him: "Zhilong, I never thought that after so many years, you are still the same, domineering without principles!"

Zhilong knew what she was talking about, looked up at the snowflakes outside the window, his eyes flashed with memories.After a while, he said, "Miss Yami, do you still remember that you also invited me to eat fried chicken wings the night before I left SM company?"

"Not only fried chicken wings, but also mashed potatoes, ice cream, French fries, and... Anyway, a lot!"

Zhilong smiled, sat upright and looked at Song Ya: "At the end of the meal, there was only one chicken wing left in the bucket, and you gave it to me."

Yeah?Song Ya gnawed on the chicken wings. To be honest, she couldn't remember the scene that day. She only remembered that when she came out of the SM building after training, she saw Quan Zhilong squatting by a flower bed in the front square and crying. , she didn't know that he was leaving SM company the next day, she just thought he was crying because he didn't have dinner.

Later, she went to the fast food restaurant to buy a lot of chicken wings and other snacks. It was also winter, but there was no snow, so the two of them squatted in front of the fast food restaurant and ate fried chicken silently. The ice cream was too cold, and they were frozen outdoors. It was hard, Quan Zhilong poked the ice cream hard with the spoon, and then snapped, the spoon broke.Zhilong was dumbfounded, while Song Ya squatted aside and laughed.Zhilong blushed, grabbed the spoon from Song Ya's hand, and threatened: "You, you, if you laugh again, I'll break your spoon in half so you can't eat it!"

Song Ya wiped away her tears with a smile, "encouraged" said: "If you have the ability, stick it out, if you don't stick it out, you're not a man!"

Zhilong was irritated, he exerted force with his little hand, and snapped!Song Ya's spoon broke in two.Now, it was Song Ya's turn to be dumbfounded. "Hey!" Extremely angry, Song Ya grabbed Quan Zhilong's collar: "Little bastard, you really dare to pout!"

Although Zhilong was still young at that time, his height was about the same as Song Ya.Breaking free from Song Ya's imprisonment, Quan Zhilong turned around and ran away.The two ran wildly along the road for more than ten seconds, but Zhilong stopped suddenly, turned around and hugged Song Ya, who was chasing, into his arms.

Song Ya was so angry that she slapped him on the head, and said out of breath, "Run as soon as you are full, you are not afraid of appendicitis!"

Zhilong hugged Song Ya tightly, also panting, the hot air from his mouth blowing on her ears and the thin hair on the sideburns.

"Hmm... the stuff in my stomach is about to be strangled!" At that time, Song Ya tried to push Quan Zhilong away, but he hugged him even harder.Song Ya had no choice but to hold her voice and said, "Zhilong, my sister is going to be strangled to death!"

Zhilong froze for a moment, then slowly let go of his hand.At this time, Song Ya realized that Zhilong was crying again by the light on the side of the road.After coming to the company for more than a year, Song Ya also heard about all kinds of things that happened to Zhilong.His depression, his sorrow, and his disappointment.After one or two years of training, many trainees in the company who came after him gradually got their careers on the right track, but he was the only one who was still standing still.

No one is appreciated, the little pride accumulated when I was young is about to be exhausted in sm company.At this moment, Song Ya felt as if she understood this boy who was always out of tune with others.She looked at him who was still crying silently, raised her hand to wipe away the warm tears, and said: "Zhilong, life can't always be smooth sailing, you are still young, there are many things you don't have to rush to do , time is fair to everyone, as long as you work hard, there will be rewards, but you can't put too much pressure on yourself, and you can't always think about the glory of the past. From today on, just be the most ordinary, Children who like music, okay?"

Quan Zhilong lowered his head, savoring the meaning of Song Ya's words carefully, he seemed to understand, but he seemed to be more confused.Shaking his head vigorously, he hugged Song Ya again, the words choked in his mouth for a long time, and finally said: "Sister Yamei, thank you for treating me to chicken wings today, goodbye!"

Thinking of that day, Song Ya couldn't help getting angry, she pointed at Quan Zhilong with French fries, and complained: "Speaking of which, you were so heartless that day! You just ran away like that, tell me you're going to leave anyway, it hurts me a lot." The sky is full of SM buildings looking for you, like a psychopath!"

Quan Zhilong laughed loudly: "What does my sister want me for?"

Song Ya glared at him: "What else can you do! You left the diary in my schoolbag!"

ah?Zhilong was shocked, and many forgotten past events suddenly appeared before his eyes.Yes, he remembered, that day his schoolbag was broken and the zipper could not be closed. He was afraid that the diary would be lost, so he put it in Song Ya's schoolbag first... Later, he also looked for it, and thought it was in the In the subway.

"My sister hid my diary?!" Quan Zhilong yelled as if someone had stolen his first kiss.

Song Ya curled her lips unbearably, kicked him, and scolded: "Come on, if you were Senior Zhao Yincheng, I would still have some value in keeping your diary privately. Damn, what can a ten-year-old kid write in his diary?" Here comes the big secret!"

Quan Zhilong blushed, in fact, he really wrote some secrets in the diary.Song Ya stared at him for a while, then suddenly smiled, covered her mouth and said, "Hey, you didn't really write your first kiss experience in the diary, did you?"

"No!" Zhilong argued shyly, picked up a piece of fried chicken wing and took a bite, and said vaguely, "I haven't had my first kiss yet!"

puff!Song Ya sprayed hot chocolate.

Quan Zhilong yelled in dismay: "Sister, vomit over there, my clothes are newly bought!"