Korean entertainment life reset

As soon as I got off the plane and turned on the phone, the editor-in-chief's text messages popped up. Wen Xiuzhi reluctantly replied a text message of "I have arrived in Seoul, and the manuscript will be handed in immediately", curling her lips in an imageless manner.

It's just entertainment news, it's not that some top artistes have been revealed, so is there such a rush?If it weren't for being a new reporter who wouldn't offend the editor-in-chief, she wouldn't be rushing to fly back to Seoul.

She raised her head, and was about to speed up to get a taxi early, when a middle-aged man in her 50s and [-]s who was walking in front of her suddenly collapsed on the ground without any warning.Wen Xiuzhi was startled, and took a step back subconsciously, and saw the middle-aged man curled up and stretched his hands forward to grab something, but soon lost his strength and remained motionless.

After graduating from university, Moon Suzy has been writing entertainment news and photographing various celebrities. Where has she seen such a thing before, her voice suddenly reached a height that she could not even imagine: "Help—someone fainted—"

Soon people surrounded him, but they didn't know the reason why the person fell down, so no one dared to move randomly.

"Dad!" A young man squeezed into the crowd. He was wearing a plaid shirt, canvas pants and high-top sneakers, with a silver chain hanging around his neck. He looked very trendy. He took off his sunglasses and threw them in the On one side, he knelt directly beside the middle-aged man, turned his body over into a supine position, unbuttoned his chest, looked at it twice, and then put his fingers on the middle-aged man's neck.

"Aed!" The young man took off the peaked cap on his head, revealing the wine-red hair underneath, and shouted to the surroundings, his voice trembling violently, and he took a deep breath when he saw someone in airport overalls coming, " Automatic defibrillator, here! Is there anyone who knows CPR, can someone help me?"

No one responded to him.

Wen Xiuzhi was even more frightened.She recognized who the young man was, and everyone around her was basically over 30 years old. She didn't pay much attention to the entertainment industry, especially the music industry, but as an entertainment reporter who specialized in writing news about the music industry, the face in front of her Wen Xiuzhi is no stranger.

That's the member of beast, Zhang Xianyu.

That's right, this is what Zhang Xianyu's father looks like in "Long Drive".

Wen Xiuzhi has a good memory.

The person in front of him had no time to care about whether he was recognized or not. He didn't try his pulse again, and knelt down beside his father, holding the lower half of the other's sternum with both hands, and pressing down quickly and hard.

The depth is at least five centimeters, the chest fully rebounds, and the time for thirty times is less than 18 seconds...

"One, two, three, four..." He counted loudly in a still trembling voice, and within a minute of arriving, his shirt was soaked with sweat.

Wen Xiuzhi quietly retreated behind the crowd, took out her mobile phone, and turned on the video recording function.

"29, thirty."

Thirty strokes of CPR...Ventilation...Twice...

The originally familiar memory has been intermittent due to extreme tension. Zhang Xianyu clenched his lower lip, stopped the trembling of his hands, squeezed his father's nose, and blew deeply into his mouth twice.

check pulse...

Zhang Xianyu put his fingers on his father's neck again.

No.

Without hesitation, he began CPR again, and by this time his arms were already shaking badly, not from nervousness but from exhaustion.Such a high-frequency and high-intensity cardiopulmonary resuscitation is also a very exhausting task for a strong professional doctor. Zhang Xianyu deliberately practiced his lower arm strength after learning first aid skills, but when he actually did it, his body quickly protested .

Thirty counts, and blow two more times.

pulse……

It's been 2 minutes...do you have a pulse...

You have to decide, do you want CPR or longer breaths...but what if you do it wrong...

His lips had already been bitten deeply by Zhang Xianyu, dense sweat dripped from his forehead and dripped on Zhang Tae-sik's chest. Just when he was about to collapse, several staff members arrived with automatic defibrillators , the crowd dispersed automatically to let them in.

One person put the automatic defibrillator on the ground, and the others went to maintain order and keep the crowd from getting too close.When the staff turned on the defibrillator and took out the electrode pads, Zhang Xianjue suddenly remembered something. He fumbled in his pocket, took out a handkerchief, and carefully wiped the sweat off his father's chest.

The staff member nodded at him and began to apply the electrodes.

"Just below the clavicle on the upper right side of the chest, a few centimeters under the armpit on the left side..." Zhang Xianyu muttered to himself. This staff member was obviously trained on how to use this instrument, and the position of the electrode patch is not bad at all. "Heart rate analysis , can you defibrillate..."

"Stand back a little," said the staff member.The essence of the automatic defibrillator is to click and stimulate, and no one should touch the patient.

Zhang Xianyu's knees moved back a certain distance, and he was still kneeling on the ground. His face was pale, and his big eyes were fixed on the display screen of the automatic defibrillator, which looked a little scary.

"Defibrillation is recommended." After the instrument finished the heart rate analysis, it gave the result.

The staff pressed the switch of the defibrillator, and at the same time, the medical staff in white, carrying the stretcher, was trotting over.

The door of the emergency room slammed shut, and Zhang Xianjue stared blankly at the light above the door, feeling dizzy for a moment, staggered, and nearly fell to the ground.

He stretched out his left hand to support the wall, and took out his mobile phone with his right hand to call his mother. In a panic, he accidentally called back Jin Xuanya's missed call, "Brother, what's the matter, why didn't you answer the phone?" Jin Xuanya over there immediately Got the call.

"My dad...is being rescued in the hospital..." Zhang Xianjue never imagined that he could make such a voice, it was as weird as if it came from outer space.

"Where are you?"

Zhang Xianyu said the name of the hospital, then hung up the phone and began to enter his mother's number.Jin Xuanya will help inform other people in the company, he knows.

In his previous life, he was the one who received a call from his mother and learned the news of his father's death.

In this life, I have to tell my mother by myself...

How can this be?

Zhang Xianyu's body slid down the wall and collapsed on the ground. He couldn't remember what he said just now, and his mind was full of "how could this be?"

Obviously I know, obviously I took my father to check in advance, and obviously started treatment very early...

How could this be?

After sitting on the ground for an unknown amount of time, he suddenly struggled to get up from the ground and stared at the door of the emergency room.

If his father is safe and sound, he can feel a little relieved, if...

All the sounds around him disappeared, and Zhang Xianyu couldn't feel the people coming and going, until Jin Xuanya grabbed his collar and shook him vigorously: "Brother!"

Zhang Xianju finally regained his senses a little bit: "Are you here?"

"Are you still being rescued?" Hong Zhenze asked.He came with Quan Junjian and Jin Xuanya.Hong Zhenze has always been a manager, but during the comeback period of Beast, there were many things, so he also came to bring Beast together.

Zhang Xianyu nodded.

Hong Zhenze wiped the sweat from his forehead, sighed, and went to the doctor to ask about the situation.Quan Junjian looked at the pale Zhang Xianjiao, hesitant to speak.

Although everyone usually says that the dimension of Zhang Xianyu is too high to communicate with, but now Zhang Xianyu is real, as if in another world, Quan Junjian not only feels strange, but also a little scared. The fear is not that Zhang Xianyu will treat him How, but what Zhang Xianyu would do to himself.

"Brother", after notifying the company, he drove here recklessly and was tormented by worries all the way. When Jin Xuanya spoke, her voice was trembling, "If you don't go back to Seoul, the musical performance will be too late."

Jin Xuanya uttered what he couldn't say for Quan Junjian, but for some reason, Quan Junjian became even more scared. He took a step back, and felt that something was wrong, and quietly moved towards Zhang Xianjiao.

Zhang Xianzhen looked at Jin Xuanya, but didn't seem to look at her: "I can't sing." He said.

"You are going", Jin Xuanya clenched her hands into fists in her sleeves, as if to cheer herself up, "It doesn't matter what you sing, no one will understand when you say it, but you are going, this is a matter of professional attitude ".

Zhang Xianyu glanced at the door of the emergency room again, but said nothing.

"The audience who bought tickets and waited in the theater, and the same actors who have been rehearsing for several months, have no obligation to pay for the pain of the lead actor." Jin Xuanya took a step forward, "There are more people who don't want to pay for my brother."

"Am I going to live for them?" Zhang Xianyu said.

"In other words, you didn't go to the scene of the musical because you were guarding outside the emergency room. Would anyone be curious about how you guarded and is there anyone beside you?"

Zhang Xianyu didn't speak.

"Brother Junjian, take him away, there is no time." Jin Xuanya turned her head and said to Quan Junjian.

"What about you?" Quan Junjian asked.

"I'll stay here." Jin Xuanya took a deep breath, "Don't worry, I won't be discovered so easily."

Quan Junjian stretched out his hand and took Zhang Xianyu's arm: "Let's go."

Zhang Xianzhen took a deep look at Jin Xuanya, his lips parted slightly, but he didn't say anything in the end, allowing Quan Junjian to drag him away.

"Why are you here so late? The show is about to start." Zhang Xianyu just arrived, and bada, who was performing with him, saw him coming, and said anxiously, "The costume is in your place, hurry up and touch up your makeup."

Zhang Xianju was stunned for a moment, then bent down, bowed ninety degrees, facing everyone in the backstage, then stood up straight again, and went to the fitting room to change without saying a word.

"What's wrong?" bada already felt something was wrong, "What happened?"

Quan Junjian swallowed his saliva: "Xian Ji... He was picking up his father at the airport this afternoon, and his father had a heart attack, and he is still in the hospital."

Then he really felt what it was like to "condense the air". Everyone in the backstage fell into silence brought about by shock, even Li Xinxin, who played Mozart as a child and was still in elementary school, was just quiet Standing there blinking, motionless.

The first to respond was the director of the musical: "Contact Park Eun-tae to see if he has time. If possible, please come over."

What Jin Xuanya said in advance is not wrong. People's attitudes will be completely different if they come or not.The relationship between Zhang Xianyu and the colleagues and staff of the musical is not bad, but it is not close to the level. If he hadn't come, everyone would have been anxiously waiting for the lead actor to be let go. There are not many people who think and understand his behavior, and there will be some complaints to some extent, but Zhang Xianyu is here, even if he is in a very bad state, he rushed over. No matter how abnormal he is in the musical, no one will be willing Blame him, because Zhang Xianyu let them see his state, and also saw his utmost respect for work.

——It's that extreme, there is no middle option.

Putting on costumes, wigs, and makeup, Zhang Xianyu has become Mozart in appearance, but everyone present can see that he is out of his mind.

Zhang Xianjiao has arrived, and from a conscience point of view, I can't ask for more from him.But what about musical theater performances?It was a last resort for Park Eun-tae, not to mention whether Park Eun-tae would have the time to come over. In the middle of the performance, the leading actor was in such a bad state that he had to be replaced. No matter how you think about it, it was a tragedy.

Quan Junjian couldn't do anything about it. He was the manager, but he didn't know how to adjust the artist's performance status, let alone he was busy contacting all parties at this time.Others not only didn't know what to do, but also didn't dare to do it. They performed on stage when their loved ones were dying. They had never encountered such a situation.

The last one to stand up was Xu Fanshi, who played the role of Aubert Mozart, the father of Wolfgang Mozart, the protagonist of the musical, "Follow me", and he put his hand on Zhang Xianyu's shoulder.

Zhang Xianyu followed him to the corridor between the backstage and the front stage, and stopped at a place very close to the exit, so close that he could hear the not-so-loud noise from the audience who had entered the venue outside.

"Child", Xu Fanshi has already changed into his costume at this time. It is completely the image of Mozart's father on the stage. He looks solemn, old-fashioned, stubborn, but also kind. Mozart, okay?"

Zhang Xianju looked at Xu Fanshi, and the muscles on his face moved a few times unnaturally.

"Wolfgang", Xu Fanshi's eyes remained firm, and he continued to stare at Zhang Xianyu unwaveringly, "You are a genius in music, I want you to become a great musician, loved by nobles and powerful people, Fame, wealth and status, but you won't listen to me, Wolfgang".

Zhang Xianzhen closed his eyes, and opened them again after a few seconds, "I want to be Mozart, I should be Mozart, it's already here..." He murmured, "His pain is always better than mine..."

"The bishop asked you to compose music for him, but you didn't know where you went. I didn't know you were gambling, otherwise I would definitely beat you, Wolfgang." Xu Fanshi said the scene at the beginning .

Zhang Xianzhen took a step back. After a brief silence, he shrugged his shoulders and raised his eyebrows: "What's the hurry, father, music is in my head."

"This is just an expedient measure. I'm not sure whether he can survive." Xu Fanshi is not optimistic. Zhang Xianjue made the decision to devote himself to the role of Mozart in order to avoid his inner pain and fear, and at the same time make him feel It is not surprising that he rushed to the scene of the musical when his father was rescued, but knowing what to do is not the same as being able to do it. The suppression of reason is not absolute, especially when When the emotion is extremely strong.My colleagues in musicals don't know much about Zhang Xianyu, so they don't know that Zhang Xianyu has always been a relatively emotional person, otherwise they would be even more pessimistic.

"It seems that I have to prepare an apology draft for later use," the director said with a wry smile, "Let's do this first, if there are no serious problems, then continue acting like this, if there are..."

What can we do if we have them?

"Drag him in the background when I sing solo, don't let him hear", Xu Fanshi said, Opott Mozart has a solo, the libretto is full of father's deep love for his son, "try to let him persist Hold on longer and don't provoke him."

Quan Junjian didn't even have time to talk to the director at this time, he wanted to contact Cube to report the situation here, and he also had to take into account the news from the hospital.Now this matter has not reached the ears of reporters, otherwise things will be even more devastating.

The opening music has already started, and Zhang Xianyu trots to the center of the stage with a red costume. This is the plot of Mozart showing off to his sister the clothes he bought with the money he won from gambling.

Every step he took seemed to be stepping on the tense heartstrings of everyone in the "Mozart" crew.

Leaving the hospital and coming to the performance venue, Zhang Xianyu had no choice but to immerse himself in the role to escape the pain in reality.If it is meaningless to be anxious, regretful, and waiting at the door of the emergency room, it is even more meaningless to drive to a farther place to do the same thing.This is from a rational point of view, and from an emotional point of view, when he was in the hospital, some familiar and terrifying thoughts sprouted in Zhang Xianyu's mind, so terrifying that Zhang Xianyu understood that if he continued to think along that line of thought, If he continues, he will completely collapse, even more collapsed than when his father left in his previous life——his depression at that time only slightly eased after a year.

"Yes, that's my father, and that's why I'm even angrier. If I could, I'd really like to scold him so much."

Aupott Mozart forcefully asked his son to take off the clothes "only nobles can wear" and reminded him of the fact that he was employed by the archbishop, Mozart complained dissatisfiedly after his father left.

When the word "Father" was uttered, Zhang Xianyu's voice trembled, as if he was out of breath. The audience who were not sharp ears didn't notice something was wrong, and the hearts of the actors in the backstage sat down again. Back to the roller coaster.

Fortunately, Zhang Xianjiao's pause was so short that it could be ignored. After he finished his line, he looked down at Li Xinxin, who was standing beside him and played the role of childhood Mozart. His chaotic eyes finally softened. He bent slightly and held Li Xinxin by the hand. hand, walked to the front of the stage: "I am not a poet, and I can't speak the language that makes people ordinary. It just emerges and emerges, and follows the direction of the heart. I can't draw a beautiful picture scroll of light and dark, I can only be in the In the dream, it depicts the hope in my heart."

The theme song "I Am Music" of "Mozart", Zhang Xianyu's performance is not good, he tried his best to interact with Li Xinxin, and the pitch has always been maintained without deviation, but the original song feels sincere and soft, but it becomes a little bit "" Hard", he deliberately put himself into it, but it was a bit unnatural.

"He brought his own emotions into it." When Zhang Xianjian sang Mozart's monologue when he was wandering alone in the street after falling out with the bishop, the director said in an unclear tone, unable to tell whether it was helplessness, frustration, or approval.Zhang Xianyu is deliberately making himself Mozart, but at the same time, he is being influenced by his own emotions and deviates from Mozart step by step.

"In such a cruel world, in such a chilling world, happiness is nowhere to be found." A voice read the libretto just now by Zhang Xianyu, "This is not the part where emotions explode, and the tune is not so intensely sad. He can still sing this song It looks like she sang very well, but...it feels a little wrong."

"Hello director, long time no see." Kim Junsu walked into the backstage carrying a big bag, put down his things, and bowed to the director.