The splendid life of Korean entertainment

On the phone, Zhao Yincheng breathed long and forcefully.Song Ya looked at her watch. In fact, she knew what time it was, but subconsciously checked it again.

"Oppa..."

"Yami..."

Two people said at the same time.Song Ya smiled: "Ouba speaks first."

Hearing her soft laughter, Zhao Yincheng no longer frowned as before.In his hand was a newly bought newspaper.Looking down, he said, "Are you going to hold a press conference tomorrow?"

"Yes." Song Ya raised her head and sighed unconsciously.

On the other end of the phone, Zhao Yincheng heard it clearly, and his heart couldn't help but tighten.After a moment of silence, he said, "I'm sorry, Yami, I don't know what to say."

Ever since he was a boy, Zhao Yincheng found that he was not a boy who could make girls happy. "Fortunately, you are tall and handsome, otherwise marrying a daughter-in-law in this life would be a fantasy." All Zhao Yincheng's classmates said to him.Half jealous and half happy.If Zhao Yincheng's mouth was one-third as beautiful as his appearance, I'm afraid all the girls in the school would bow down to him.

But the actual situation is that Zhao Yincheng's slow personality is more attractive to girls.Not only girls, obasans also like it.

puff!Song Ya was amused by Zhao Yincheng's nonsensical dialogue.Zhao Yincheng also laughed, feeling a little stupid in his heart.Song Ya switched hands to hold the phone, and after a while she said, "Thank you Yincheng Ouba, you don't need to worry about me, it's just a press conference."

Zhao Yincheng asked worriedly: "What are you going to say at the press conference?"

"Hey, I don't know yet."

"do not know?!"

"Yes." Song Ya tightened the pillow in her arms, "To be honest, I have no clue now." After a pause, she laughed exaggeratedly again: "But I am working hard to find a way, and I will definitely There is a way, hehe!"

Zhao Yincheng was silent.He raised his head, and through the dark windshield in front of him, he saw the huge light board of SM Company shining brilliantly in the dark night. In front of it, all the stars seemed to be eclipsed.Taking a deep breath, Zhao Yincheng asked Song Ya in a tentative tone: "If, I mean if, the result of the press conference is much worse than you expected, what are you going to do next?"

In the entertainment industry, many things must be prepared with both hands.Because the emotions of the people are like grass on the wall, you can never control the direction of the wind.

Song Ya didn't understand this truth. These days, she had been thinking that if she didn't come up with a better solution, she could only adopt the company's advice - find a pair of fake parents to make up for it.However, if you do that, wouldn't your fate be forever in the hands of others.The temporary difficulties have indeed passed, but there will be endless troubles in the future.Song Ya sighed weakly: "I don't know, Yincheng Ouba."

Zhao Yincheng frowned, he was thinking, thinking very hard, how can he help Song Ya.In fact, he had an answer in his heart, but after thinking about it carefully, he found it ridiculous.Just then, he heard what seemed to be a doorbell ringing from the other end of the phone.

"Is someone here?" He seemed more nervous than her.

Song Ya smiled: "Well, [-]% are from the company, Ouba doesn't have to worry." After a second pause, she said apologetically, "Thank you Ouba for caring about me so much, I will treat you to dinner when I have time, but now I want Hang up. Sorry."

Zhao Yincheng suddenly understood, shook his head mockingly, then said with a smile, "Good luck tomorrow, Yami."

"Thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Song Ya was stunned for a moment, and when she stood up and turned around, she couldn't help being surprised: "Mom?!"

Since the last trip to Europe with Song Ya, Song Shunen suddenly fell in love with traveling. Hearing that Africa is fun, he directly booked a plane ticket from France to Algeria.Then this time she was learning to dive in the Great Barrier Reef in Australia, and she found out that Song Ya was suffering from a reputation crisis when she surfed the Internet inadvertently.

Originally, Song Shunen thought that if such a big event happened, Song Ya would definitely call him immediately, but after several days passed, there was no movement on his mobile phone. Seeing that the deadline for the press conference was getting closer, Song Shunen hurriedly bought it. Got a plane ticket and flew back home.

"What are you going to do if I don't come back?" Song Shunen's expression was serious.

"Well..." Song Ya didn't know how to answer.At this time, Jin Baola told Song Shunen the company's preferred plan.Similar to Song Ya's idea, Song Shun'en turned black on the spot: "Bad idea, completely bad idea, doesn't our Yamei have parents?"

"I have a mother, but I really don't have a father." Song Ya put her hips on her hips, and she felt that Song Shunen's visit this time was completely a disturbance.

"Are you blaming me?" Song Shunen narrowed his eyes.

Song Ya shook her head: "No, you think too much, I'm just, I'm just too tired." She sat down on the sofa.

Looking at the dejected Song Ya, Song Shunen really couldn't bear to talk about her anymore, she knew how strong her daughter was.She also knew how much her daughter loved her. Although Song Ya didn't say it, Song Shunen knew it in her heart.Such a big incident happened, but she didn't even make a phone call. She knew that Song Ya planned to survive alone.

However, Song Shunen knew that Song Ya could not survive this crisis alone.

"I'll go with you at the press conference tomorrow!" She said loudly.

Song Ya closed her eyes, she was most afraid of her mother saying this.She stood up and pleaded with firm eyes, "No, Mom, I can do it by myself."

"What can you do? Find a fake couple and say they are your parents?"

Song Ya shook her head blankly.On this point, she and Mom agree that that idea is completely bad.

Song Shunen nodded in satisfaction. She thought that although Song Ya had suffered a great crisis, luckily her mind was not confused.

However, Jin Baora looked at it in a daze. "Well, ma'am, why can't you find a fake couple? Yami doesn't want you to show up, so this should be the only way to solve the problem."

A dead horse is a living horse doctor, let's get over the crisis first.What's more, President Jin has repeatedly assured that the couple who were found temporarily feel reliable.

"Actually, the company's method is not bad." Song Ya's heart finally began to waver.In any case, she didn't want her mother to come forward.

Song Shunen looked at her, and suddenly asked: "Do you know who is behind this crisis?"

"Anti food!" Song Ya said without thinking.Who else?These bloody devils!

Song Shunen smiled.

Song Ya frowned. "Isn't it?"

"It's Quan Dingyu, silly boy!"

Quan Dingyu.

Song Huiqiao's agent.

Song Ya stood up from the sofa with a "chuckle".At first, her mind was full of chaotic fog, but slowly, the fog gradually dissipated, and the sun broke through the clouds. She remembered it, and remembered that the moment the elevator closed, Quan Dingyu said to her, don't Sorry, Miss Song Yamei.

However, Song Ya rubbed her painful temples, she still had many questions that she didn't understand, but she didn't know which one to ask first.Song Shunen smiled calmly: "I know you have a lot of questions you want to ask me, but now is not the time. Wait until the press conference is over. This is a long story, and I will tell you slowly."

Song Shunen hugged Song Ya gently into his arms: "Yami, what you need to do most now is to take a shower and have a good sleep. Don't worry, with Mommy here, no one will hurt you."

*****

At ten o'clock in the morning of the next day, the press conference site was blocked by reporters from all walks of life, and anti fans were still protesting loudly outside the venue.

Song Ya's fans also came.Instead of yelling, they stood silently opposite the anti-fan in orange clothes.Song Ya's fans are called "Oranges", because Song Ya once mentioned in an interview that she loves oranges the most.So the interested fans took note, and when Song Ya attended the event, she found that her fans were uniformly dressed in bright orange standing in the audience cheering for her.

So many oranges!

Today, a large number of oranges rushed to the SM building from all over the country to support Song Ya.Although their numbers were far smaller than Antifan's, they did not lose to each other in terms of momentum.Although they are silent, sometimes the power of silence is equally shocking.They have unified their thinking, no matter what Song Ya's true identity is, they will support her, protect her, and love her as always.

Although many "Chengzi" left during this turmoil, and some even joined the ranks of anti-fans to attack Song Ya, more "Chengzi" were unprecedentedly united because of this incident, and they wanted to help their idols survive together. Get over it.

See the truth in adversity.In the past few days, Song Ya didn't shed a single tear, but when she saw the oranges holding up the banner "Yaa, come on, we are with you!", she finally couldn't help crying.She thought, no matter what the result is today, she will never give up lightly for the sake of the lovely us.The road of acting and singing, she will stick to it.

At the beginning of the press conference, to everyone's surprise, the first person to walk in was a dazzling and well-maintained middle-aged woman.

Most of the reporters present were very young, and they looked at the woman in front of them in confusion, wondering why she came back here.

Among the reporters, there was one from "Seoul Film Pictorial". Some time ago, "Seoul Film Pictorial" published a special issue reviewing the 50 years of the Korean film industry. Suddenly, he stood up and shouted out of control: "Senior Song Shunen?!"

Everyone was taken aback!

Because they were too young, most of them did not catch up with the golden period of Song Shunen's career. About her demeanor, her movies, everything about her, all came from the memories of her parents and those yellowed posters.

That's right!is her!Today, although the beauty is old, but the beauty is still the same.

Everyone stood up excitedly.

Many people also exaggeratedly wipe their eyes with their hands.I'm afraid I'm wrong!

At this time, Song Ya, who was wearing light makeup, walked in slowly. Although she was comforted by Song Shunen, Song Ya still suffered from insomnia last night as usual.

In just three days, she was so thin that she lost her figure, with two big dark circles under her eyes, and many Chengzi saw the idol she was thinking of day and night through the big screen outside the venue.For a moment, they cried sadly.

In the venue, Song Ya obediently stood beside Song Shunen like a child, holding her gently with her arms.Just like all filial and obedient daughters.

Reporters began to whisper.

what's the situation? !Could it be...

In the square, Anti Fan was also stunned.At this moment, it is no longer important to condemn Song Ya, what is important is that they have to take a good look at the dazzling demeanor of the so-called "the most beautiful girl in the 70s" standing beside Song Ya.

"Pfft!" In the coffee shop of the SBS building, Liu Zaishi, who was watching live TV, spewed out a mouthful of coffee. "Hu, Hu Dong" his voice trembled, "That, that..."

Jiang Hudong's mouth was also opened wide, his eyes were fixed on the TV screen, and the eloquence of the past was gone.

In the afternoon of that day, all the major media published the heavy news in the first place——the popular little actress Song Yamei is the daughter of the veteran lady Song Shunen!

As soon as the freshly released newspapers were delivered to the major newsstands, they were sold out by a large number of people who had been waiting there enthusiastically.

In the square, those anti fans who denounced Song Ya suddenly disappeared strangely in the middle of the press conference.Like a magic trick, Song Ya felt like a dream.

Is this the end?

In fact, Song Shunen was still tight-lipped about his married life at the press conference, but the media felt that those were no longer important.After all, marriage is a private matter, and seniors like Song Shunen don't need to confess too much to the outside world.Anyway, from Song Ya's appearance, it can be seen that the other half of Senior Song must also be a handsome man.

Seoul, Gangnam District, in a simple and clean apartment.

Zhao Yincheng gently put the newspaper on the table.

He walked to the window and stared at the brilliant sunset in the distance, his gaze was deep and gentle, and he picked up the phone from his trouser pocket.

"congratulations"

No, how can this kind of thing be called "congratulations"?delete.

"It's over, I'm happy for you."

Well, it's so sour and fake, and they're not very close, they've only met a few times, making it seem like I'm her so-and-so.delete delete.

He typed a lot of words one after another, but in the end he rejected them all with disgust.

It's annoying!Zhao Yincheng threw the phone aside.

Outside the window, the afterglow of the setting sun covered the entire sky, and the clouds were burning.