South of the Sky of Korean Entertainment

Since Quan Zhilong returned to the dormitory, he locked himself in the room and lay on the bed, thinking about those words that criticized him, thinking about those fans who he thought would always believe in him, and the malicious words towards him.

He is not afraid that his work will be compared to confrontation with others. What chills him is the fans' distrust of him.

The reason why he loves to stand on this stage so much is because he loves music himself, secondly, some people agree with his music, and thirdly, some people support his music.

Because of this, he likes the fans who have supported him all the way so much, and they also strive to do their best in fan service, because sometimes the feeling that fans bring to them can never be experienced from other places.

Now, those who support him doubt him, and those who like him hate him.

why?

Quan Zhilong couldn't figure it out...

After staying in the room for a long time, the limbs lying on the bed are also a little paralyzed. When he moved his body lightly, Quan Zhilong's expression was gloomy. At four o'clock in the morning, he quietly got up.

Feeling alone in the dark, he came to the kitchen, saw the food left for him in the refrigerator, and silently took it back to the room.

In the dead of night, one person ate small mouthfuls, tasted like chewing gum, looked at the mobile phone on the table, took it over and opened it.

There are a lot of unheard phone calls and a lot of text messages that I haven't read.

Looking through the text messages one after another, most of them were sent to him by his friends and family members. They were full of words of trust and encouragement in him. There were also company colleagues who expressed their trust and support for him, and those who slandered him behind the scenes Disdainful.

Suddenly, I saw the text message from Nan Xiaolin, who didn't mention anything about his plagiarism, but just a simple sentence: loveyou.anlove.

His English level is not bad, so he understands this sentence, and he has known and firmly remembered this sentence since he stepped into this circle, but, is his life too smooth?Fans are too nice to him?So much so that he almost forgot that there are people who like him, and naturally there are people who don't like him.

He may not have forgotten it, but he just hid it firmly in the corner. Even if there is anti in life, he has never taken it seriously, because there are people who like him, and there will naturally be people who don't like him, and he has nothing to worry about of.

It's just that this time it was a blow to his character and a denial of his music.

That's why he was particularly angry and sad...

Holding the phone in a daze and continuing to read, thinking about those fans who have turned black, and thinking about these relatives and friends who care about him, his mood gradually improved.

In the beginning, he just drilled into a dead end...

Things happened so fast that he was a little caught off guard. He already felt relatively insecure, but this incident made him feel even more insecure. He felt that the fans' love became too fast.

Even so, Quan Zhilong went to the company early the next morning. He would rather stay in the company and work than stay alone in the dormitory and daydream.

Several people also accompanied Quan Zhilong to the company. When they passed the gate of the company, a group of fans gathered there, with banners of support and slogans of disdain.

Quan Zhilong glanced, lowered his eyes, and covered his eyes with his hat...

"..." Shengli wanted to speak a few times, but was stopped by Sun, sometimes letting Quan Zhilong be alone for a while, thinking clearly was better than any comfort.

President Yang Xianshi didn't stop Quan Zhilong from coming to work when he heard about it, no matter whether Quan Zhilong wanted to divert his attention or didn't want to do nothing, as long as Zhilong was in good condition.

After a three-day rest in South Korea, the big four continued to devote themselves to work. They flew to Japan to continue their previous trip, while Quan Zhilong continued to stay in South Korea.

A week has passed, and President Yang Xianshi has contacted Florida's economic company, and is now actively communicating with the other party.

At night, Quan Zhilong stayed in YG again. Quan Zhilong had just recovered from his creation, and he was in a daze with his eyes open.After waking up, he still didn't move, looked down at his lyrics book, opened a page, held a pen in his hand, and drew unconsciously one by one.

He has been fond of art for a long time. Occasionally, he also writes. Although the results are mediocre, he enjoys it...

The phone rang, Quan Zhilong took a while to pick it up, and looked at the caller ID, it was his mother.

"oma?" Quan Zhilong is a filial child, as long as he is not too busy to answer the phone at home, he will answer it under normal circumstances.

"Zhilong, do you want to go home?" Quan's mother has taken Quan Zhilong to the set and participated in performances since he was very young. Ever since she knew that her child likes music, she has never stopped him from chasing his dreams. Footsteps, and even strong support.

"Oma, no need, I'm busy with work here, and we're going to release a new single in July, you and your sister should stay safe at home, you know?" Quan Zhilong frowned when he thought of those black fans , I hope they will not make trouble in front of their families.

"Oma knows, have you had a good meal and rest? Why don't Oma go to see you tomorrow?" No matter how noisy the city is outside, Mother Quan will always support her son, not to mention anything else, as far as she knows her son, As well as the understanding of the entertainment industry, you don't need to think about it to know that this is not easy.

However, they are just ordinary people, and these matters can only be handed over to Zhilong's company.

"Well, I've had a good meal. Don't worry, Oma. I'm fine." Quan Zhilong knew Mama Quan, just like Mama Quan knew her own son. Even if she didn't say something, she knew each other's worries.

"It's good to be fine, and pay attention to your health. Work hard." Mother Quan knew that her son was comforting her, and she didn't want to hurt her. He also knew that her son had strong self-esteem, so she gave the same advice as usual before hanging up the phone.

Quan Zhilong looked at the time on the phone, it was already almost twelve o'clock in the evening, he lay down on the table with the phone in his hand, his eyes lowered to look through the phone's address book.

Ever since Quan Zhilong found out that President Yang had contacted Florida and the others, he felt a little more relaxed, that's why he stayed in the studio to create today.

I flipped through it several times, and my eyes wandered back and forth with the same number for a long time again and again...

Quan Zhilong stared straight at the phone number that he knew so well at some point, rubbed his face, he was still debating whether to call or not, and whether the other party had any other thoughts about what happened now ...

"yaxi~~~~! It's so annoying~~~~" Quan Zhilong gurgled unconsciously, "What's there to be afraid of, isn't it just a phone call..." Quan Zhilong struggled for a while, He frowned and decided not to call, and was about to close the phone.

"Yaya! What to do! What to do!!" Quan Zhilong subconsciously pressed the call button with his thumb, seeing that the call was being dialed, he wanted to press it but was reluctant...

"Yeoboseiyo, Zhilong oppa?" Nan Xiaolin was reading a book, she had the habit of reading before going to bed, she opened a page while listening to the phone.

"..." There was silence on the other side of the phone.

"...? Zhilong oppa?" Nan Xiaolin wondered, did she make a mistake?

"Yeoboseiyo, is that Zhilong oppa?" Nam Hyolin asked repeatedly.

"Ah! It's me, Xiaolin, just now oppa was distracted thinking about a lyric." Quan Zhilong let out a deep breath, almost scared him to death just now, and then secretly despised himself for being cowardly. What are you afraid of?

Therefore, Mr. Quan Zhilong, who comforted himself so much, lied confidently.

"Nei, is Zhilong oppa still working so late?" Nan Xiaolin's attention was usually on the book, and she didn't hear Quan Zhilong's guilty voice at all.

"Well, I just thought of a good lyrics, so I want to write it down first, what is Xiaolin doing? Reading a book?" Quan Zhilong was right, he was indeed quietly writing the lyrics before, looking at the time, he It is estimated that Xiaolin is still awake and should be reading a book, a habit that has not changed for a hundred years, he already knew it.

"Nei, I found a good book, it's very good, do I want to introduce it to you?" Nan Xiaolin pursed her lips, trying to suppress the rising smile, she couldn't help but think of Quan Zhilong's disgusting little eyes I find it funny.

"...Uh, I'm quite busy now, so I don't have time to read, let's do it next time." Quan Zhilongmo, he is so busy that he doesn't even have time to read college textbooks, let alone other things?

"It's a pity, it's a very good book." Nan Xiaolin pretended to be a pity, Quan Zhilong likes people to follow him, sometimes as long as he coaxes him, the other party will be happy for a long time , like a child.

"Xiaolin watch carefully, tell oppa when the time comes." Quan Zhilong raised his eyebrows, and when he heard Xiaolin's voice, he knew that the other party was teasing him again. Thinking of the other party's snickering look, he couldn't help softening his eyebrows and eyes.

It seemed that every time he was with Xiao Linzi, whether it was a phone call, a text message or a meeting, he would look very comfortable and warm in his heart.

Thinking about his own actions just now, and those little details that he ignored in the past, if he still doesn't know what's going on with Xiaolin, he will really be sorry for his superb EQ!

Thinking of this, Quan Zhilong secretly sighed, despising himself for being unresponsive sometimes.

"Then I'll tell you when we're free." Xiao Lin agreed, but she didn't know whether they would remember such a thing after a while.

"Well, it's settled like that. Oppa has a lot of things to do recently, and you don't have time to have dinner with you when you come back." Quan Zhilong couldn't help frowning when he thought of that terrible thing.

"It's okay, your matter is more important,...is it okay?" Nan Xiaolin was silent for a while, and asked.

"Well, I've already got in touch with the other party, and I think I'll go and talk to him in the next two days." Quan Zhilong knew that Xiaolin cared about him, and his mood improved a little instantly.

However, thinking of Xiaolin, and thinking of what Shengli once told him, Xiaolin seemed to have a strange rule that she didn't plan to fall in love before graduating from college, and she suddenly felt heartbroken!

"That's good, Zhilong oppa pays attention to rest recently, the body is the most important." Nam Xiaolin doesn't want her relatives to be depressed because of these things, she thinks that Quan Zhilong is the one that everyone likes when he is still on stage.

Besides, the other party likes music so much, and loves that stage so much.

"Nei, I see, thank you Xiaolin for your concern, it's getting late, Xiaolin should have a good rest." Quan Zhilong was thinking about whether to pursue Xiaolin, and how to pursue Xiaolin...

"Well, then, good night, Zhilong oppa." Nan Xiaolin unconsciously said goodnight to Quan Zhilong.

"Good night." Quan Zhilong's ears turned red when he heard Nan Xiaolin's Qingyue with a bit of indifference in his voice!He used to think that Xiaolin's voice was very special, but now he felt it sounded even better, as if he was about to fall!

"omo!! How could it be like this, how could it be like this..." Quan Zhilong covered his head and rubbed his hair, although he said these words, the corners of his mouth were raised...