Han Yuzhi's brain damage also counterattacks

"Listen well: first, I don't rely on you for support; second, I don't announce our relationship; third, I don't bother to be an airborne soldier; fourth, I don't want to have anything to do with you... So, Quan Zhilong, you You can put me on the side of the road and live your starry days!"

The car was parked in front of a restaurant in Cheongdam-dong, and the man was leaning on the seat, breathing smoke through the gap in the car window.

"If this is your sincere words, then I respect your wishes."

His voice is low and hoarse, and his face, which has not removed makeup, still has a vivid sense of the stage.Just don't smile, it makes people feel very cold.

"I don't like to be serious. If you want to draw a line with me, I won't bother you for no reason."

"I'm an artist, what artists are most worried about, I don't say it, you know it. You work in SM, I can't interfere with what you do. But, if one day, I learn something from others that I don't want others to know. Well, Cui Yanxi, the consequences you have to bear are not only me, but also your family. You will pay a huge price for this...I am not threatening you, nor scaring you. If you insist on staying Sm, I advise you, it's best to keep this secret and keep your mouth shut."

Isn't this a threat?

Just put a knife on her neck, right?

Cui Yanxi felt chilly all over.

"I also have conditions." No matter what, you can't lose in momentum!

Cui Yanxi adjusted her tone, and said seriously: "I will guarantee everything I have to keep this secret. At the same time, you must abide by the agreement with me: don't interfere with my life and work; don't give me anything unless you have to. Call; also, don't take it as knowing me when you meet in any public place."

Are you cold?

Who wouldn't?

I will throw you a few streets away!

"it is good."

"Aunt Han and the others will leave it to you."

"Ah."

"Then can I get out of the car?"

"...If you encounter any difficulties, you can ask me for help."

Cui Yanxi, who opened the car door, looked back at him when he heard the words, smiled after a short pause, and said firmly, "No way!"

Closing the car door smartly, carrying her bag, facing the wind, Cui Yanxi let out a sigh of relief... Ah, as if she had unloaded a heavy burden, she felt refreshed both physically and mentally!

Quan Zhilong didn't start the car right away, he leaned on the steering wheel with one hand, and looked at the figure that was fading away through the smoke... His mood was indescribably complicated.

Can it really be as she said, once and for all, a clean break?

I'm afraid it's not that simple, is it?

He once hated, struggled, and tried to abandon her... Until now, he still can't believe it when he is far away.

Freedom came so suddenly...

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The heroic pace started to approach the dormitory, and he hesitated.

Cui Yanxi felt discouraged at the thought of going back to that small dormitory where there was no room for a chair.

Ever since she moved here, she has believed the rumors she had seen about sm cheating artists.

Really pitiful!

It's fine if you don't have a car to pick you up, but assistants are human, so should the difference in treatment be too obvious?

Four people lived in a house of less than [-] square meters, with bunk beds and no living room.The kitchen can barely accommodate two people, and the dining table, wardrobe, TV and dressing table are all crowded together, and it couldn't be more embarrassing!

However, who told it that it does not need money, and it is called a dormitory.

"The trainees have similar conditions to ours, so it's still a challenge? The mansion is beautiful and spacious, can you afford it?"

The one who reprimanded her in this disdainful tone was the eldest sister of this dormitory—Gao Huana—currently exo’s makeup artist assistant—living in this dormitory for a year and a half.Her tall physique is like a gymnast, except when talking to seniors and exo, she will pinch her throat and speak softly.With their juniors, they won't be stingy with her hoarse voice.

On the first day Cui Yanxi moved in, she gave her a big blow.Because she was the last "youngest" to come in, Jian Eunxiu, who was in charge of cleaning the toilet, washing dishes and cooking, escaped successfully and handed over this arduous task to her.

In terms of age, she is the second child among the four.However, the unharmonious foreign rules determined her status as a hard worker.There is no chance to refute, here, she is just a "slave" who has no right to speak.

All that awaits her when she comes home is the messy pile of dishes in the sink.Cui Yanxi sighed in her heart, put on the rubber gloves mechanically, and started her "daily" work...  

What is it if this is not a crime?

Don't live in a mansion!She doesn't care if someone goes up to the pole to support her and serve her!

Thinking of my bold words just now... my mouth is happy, but my body and mind continue to suffer.Hey!She, that's the worst fate, no way!

"I heard you know Park Chanyeol very well?"

Hearing this cool tone, Cui Yanxi stopped his hands and smiled apologetically, "I'm not very familiar with him, he's my brother's friend."

"What's your brother's name?"

"He's not from showbiz."

"Did you know?" A high-pitched, arrogant voice rose from behind her: "To be able to enter SM, whether it is an artist or a staff member—either someone with super ability, or an airborne soldier. There is no shortage of airborne soldiers. In general, the president and shareholders are the leaders, the directors and executives are next... and the least important ones are some little assistants who are related to artists, love to be olive branches, and have no strength!"

"Like me?" Cui Yanxi casually agreed.

Li Zhiyuan frowned at her coldly, "I'm just telling you the rules in our company, don't be ignorant of good and bad, otherwise you won't know what you did wrong if you get beaten up someday!"

"Thank you senior."

Taking off the rubber gloves, Cui Yanxi nodded respectfully, turned and left the kitchen.

Li Zhiyuan, she knew from the first day she joined the company that this girl was the niece of Director Yang's wife's sister's brother-in-law—currently a soft-text promotion.She has been in the company for almost a year.Almost every newcomer has to be sifted through by her - she can be more submissive if the backer is stronger than her.If she finds that the other party is unconnected or weakly connected, then she will be beautiful, with her nostrils upturned, and all kinds of cynicism, she must show her extraordinary status.

For this kind of person, Cui Yanxi just wants to hehe~!

Say that people are related?

Didn't she use chicken feathers as an arrow, and run amok when she has a backer?

It's ridiculous that such a solid backer, after a year, still makes her nest in this dormitory the size of a public toilet... Doesn't she feel cold?

Standing in a chicken coop and pretending to be a phoenix, I can't figure out how much I weigh myself!

In terms of this dormitory, the only one that can be called normal is Jian Xiuen.Before I came, this little girl who was only 20 years old was often bullied by those two people.Jian Xiuen is young, doesn't talk much, and is very honest.

She looks very cute, a pair of big and cute black eyes and two small pear dimples revealed when she smiles are her biggest highlights, she is a lovely girl.

She doesn't have a high degree of education, but she is quite talented. She is currently a trainee editor in charge of all artists under SM.

"Oni, to be honest, the first time I saw you, I thought you were a trainee."

"Why do you say that?" Cui Yanxi asked.

"Well... because you are very beautiful, and your appearance is also very good."

"Hehe, I can't sing or dance, I'm not at all suitable to be an entertainer..."

She and Jian Enxiu shared the upper bunk, and the distance between the two beds was less than half a meter. Before going to bed, they would always chat a little more.Because besides Aunt Han, Jian Eunxiu is another person who makes her feel friendly.

However, even though they kept their voices very low, they could always hear them on the bottom bunk with their sharp ears, and then they roared a few times: "It's midnight!! Girls!!"

"..."

"I have to get up early tomorrow, go to bed!"

"Guess!" Jian Enxiu obediently agreed.

After the lights were turned off, the room was silent.

Cui Yanxi turned over, unable to fall asleep due to insomnia.In the past few nights, lying in bed every day, I have to let go of my thoughts for a while before I can fall asleep...

Feeling the lines on the wallpaper, thinking of what happened at work, a sad feeling of struggling at the bottom emerged in my heart.

It's a good day, but coming here to see people's faces, being instigated by others, I dare not speak up when I am upset, and dare not reveal my grievances... Is it really worth it?

However, every time he hesitates and struggles, a sentence like a wake-up call pops up in his mind-three years, I have enough strength to let you enjoy a superior life!I can make you rich and beautiful, and I can also make you unforgettable forever!

What a memorable one!

Whenever she thought of these words, she felt that she could still hold on!

Not only can she persist, but she can also inspire her motivation!

As long as she is not hungry to death, she will not go back!

snort!

The phone vibrated, Cui Yanxi took it out from under the pillow, and saw the sentence in the text message: Let's meet.

Who is this?

In the middle of the night, you said you wanted to meet her?

Look at this tone, why are you so familiar?

It can't be... Quan Zhilong, right?

Hey, the lingering guy!

A quick reply: Nope!

Half a minute later, the text message came again: I am downstairs from you.

wrong!

Cui Yanxi in the dark suddenly became more energetic, staring with big eyes in a daze.

Quan Zhilong doesn't know her new number, nor her dormitory address... So here comes the question... Who is this person?

The more you think about it, the weirder it gets!

Jian Eunxiu has already fallen asleep. In the dark room, there is only the light of the screen and the phrase [I'm downstairs with you]... Nima!too horrible!

With trembling hands, I typed a sentence: Who are you?

After another half a minute, a voice came from the other end: I am your father!

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