"You have a knife in your hand,

want to change the way I look,

Let me ride on a white horse,

Disguised as a noble prince

But I'm just an ordinary person who wants to mess around,

Born to be sand,

but they desire to be gold,

Who is the unrealistic fool in the end.

I have a clamp tied to my arm,

Face pressed mold,

The red rope manipulates the limbs

Turn me into a stage prop

Forced to wear a mask

Acting in a boring comedy

But I'm just an old coffee table that has been discarded

It was filled with cups that had long been broken......"

Tong Yu banged on the table, rapping words quickly, and spit out quickly.

Although it was only two short lyrics that were very rough, they made Shao Yangyang's eyes shine.

Sister Tong Yu is so good!

In Shao Yangyang's heart, there was also a melody slowly taking shape, and he hummed in a low voice:

"I'm a face-stealing thief

Fall asleep with a fake smile

Never know

Who's going to want me to play tomorrow

I'm a face-stealing thief

Cover up the smallness and humility of the heart

A puppet with no face

Forgotten by ...... in the garbage heap"

Singing this, Shao Yangyang was annoyed: "This melody is not good......"

"No, it's already very good!" Tong Yu clenched his fists, "Yangyang, let's write this song!"

"But...... Can we do it?" Shao Yangyang became cowardly again.

This is Shao Yangyang's character, cowardly and weak, but he wants to disguise himself as someone else in front of outsiders.

Tong Yu has been with Shao Yangyang for several months, she knows Shao Yangyang's sensitivity and lack of confidence, and encourages him: "We can! I'll come and rap, make up beats, you can help me sing hooks and write melodies, and we will work together, we will definitely be able to!"

She paused and said, "This is the song we wrote together!

"Hmm......" Shao Yangyang nodded in a low voice.

The two of them glanced at each other, and they could both see the light in each other's eyes.

A song that belongs to us! a song that we want to sing from the bottom of our hearts!

Perhaps, this is the first time that Shao Yangyang, who has been a music student since elementary school, feels the joy of music.

In this not spacious restaurant, shuttling back and forth, with false faces, like handsome men and beautiful women produced by an industrial assembly line, holding a strictly controlled amount of food, the two of them feel like they are bathed in the warmest sun.

I saw the light from heaven.

This day's training was very hard, Tong Yu herself was desperately gritting her teeth and persevering, and in between training, she went over to take a look at Shao Yangyang.

Shao Yangyang did not sit gloomily in the corner as usual, but when she was training seriously, she breathed a sigh of relief.

This unfinished song is like a peculiar pillar that supports the sky of Tong Yu and Shao Yangyang.

After all, their training intensity was not as good as that of those trainees who had been training for many years, and after eight o'clock in the evening, the two of them gathered in the cafeteria again.

"Sister Yu, I have a new melody, listen to ......"

Shao Yangyang had just hummed a few words when he saw Zhu Yaxin push the door and walk in.

"Yangyang, why are you still here!" Seeing Shao Yangyang and Tong Yu together, Zhu Yaxin was very displeased: "Why don't you go back to rest quickly, tomorrow's training will be more intense!"

"I ...... We're going to write songs. Shao Yangyang said weakly.

"What kind of song to write? Your song Yu has already found someone to write it, you don't have to waste time, okay, hurry up and go back to rest, by the way, call your mother first, your mother said that she hasn't seen you for a day......"

Shao Yangyang didn't want to get up, he lowered his head, grabbed the edge of the table, and pouted.

"Go back, we'll hear it tomorrow. Tong Yu lightly touched Shao Yangyang's arm and persuaded him in a low voice.

Shao Yangyang stuck to the side of the corridor, drooped his head, and walked away.

Tong Yu looked at Shao Yangyang's gloomy figure again, and there seemed to be a flame gushing in his chest.

You bastards, can't you see that this kid has already reached his limit?

Even if you are his parents, can you decide the fate of your children in this way?

If this continues, you may really drive him to death!

But she couldn't say anything, she could only sigh deeply.

Tong Yu sat in the cafeteria for a while, and was about to go back to the room to rest, but at this moment, a little assistant ran over out of breath: "Sister Tong Yu, why are you still here, Mr. Yu is looking for you, hurry, come with me." ”

This little assistant ran to Tong Yu's bedroom just now, but he didn't find her, Tong Yu didn't bring a mobile phone when he was training, and he was looking for it all the way, and he was almost tired and crazy.

"What's the matter?" Tong Yu was stunned, and hurriedly followed the little assistant to turn around and run.

It's almost nine o'clock in the evening now, what's the matter with Mr. Yu looking for himself so late?

However, Yu Wenhong summoned him, let alone nine o'clock in the evening, even if it was three o'clock in the morning, no one dared to delay.

When Tong Yu trotted all the way to Yu Wenhong's office, Yu Wenhong was on the phone.

Seeing Tong Yu come in, Yu Wenhong threw over a document on the table, and then continued to call.

Tong Yu picked up the document suspiciously, and found that he didn't recognize the Korean on it.

She flipped it open and froze.

Above is a portrait of her face, as well as dense dotted lines, annotations......

At that moment, Tong Yu's heart tightened suddenly.

When Yu Wenhong finished calling, she asked cautiously: "Mr. Yu, is this ...... What is this?"

"A facelift solution for your face. Yu Wenhong said, "The other party gave three plans, and I think this plan is good." ”

Tong Yu flipped through the stack of documents to the end and saw a face that looked a bit like himself, but was not himself at all.

With a pointed chin, a softened face, and big eyes, Tong Yu couldn't believe that the person inside who looked delicate and didn't know how much was himself.

Can...... Is this really still yourself?

"The company believes that your external conditions will hinder your development now, so we arranged this opportunity for you, we contacted the best surgeon in Korea through HSL, and almost all of Korea's top stars have plastic surgery with him, and you cooperate with some examinations during this time......"

Yu Wenhong was completely in a commanding tone, without the slightest intention of discussion.

Tong Yu was stunned for a long time before he whispered: "Yu ...... Mr. Yu, I don't want plastic surgery. ”

"You don't have to say anything about this, go back and prepare. "Yu Wenhong.

At that moment, Tong Yu almost roared.

This is my face!

If I don't have plastic surgery, how to do it, shouldn't I ask my opinion?

Even if it's a symbolic question?

I'm a girl who sings rap, what am I going to do with such a soft fake face!

Yu Wenhong didn't pay attention to her at all, turned around, and continued to call.

Tong Yu put the document in his hand on the desk, turned around and walked out.

At that moment, she felt like she had lost her soul.

The face that looked like himself, but was not himself, dangled in front of him.

Everyone has a love of beauty.

But for the sake of beauty, do you have to change into another face?

Back in the room, Tong Yu lay on the bed, covering his pillow, crying silently.

My face will be stolen from me.