The specific time was finalized, and Lee Hyori and Sung Yoori also took their leave.

Seeing off the two, Zhang Zhengxun was a little stunned for a while.

It's hard to repay the love debt, how can you be worthy of the girl's hazy first love?

A song, a song of sadness.

A song of acacia, a song of soft intestines.

But I can't tell the girl's hazy and anxious love.

Sweet to sorrow, honey to hesitation.

Ever since the girl had let him gently place the tiara on her head, which seemed to represent the promise between the two, they had both understood.

This is a sweet love that has just begun, but is already destined to be sad.

This love, this love, seems to be inexplicable, but it seems to be reasonable.

It seems right to describe the relationship between the two as love at first sight.

But there seems to be something more.

Such a song, such a love, as a creator, as one of the protagonists in the story, how could Zhang Zhengxun give this song to others to sing at will?

In a flash, three months passed quietly.

In the past three months, Jang Jung-hoon has listened to more than a dozen songs every day, looking for singers who feel right little by little.

The songs of the seniors who have debuted for many years, the young artists who have just debuted, or the trainees who have not yet debuted at this time, are screened one by one, and tasted sentence by sentence.

It's a pity that for three months, no singer can impress him!

As the time approached, the TV series finally started.

And with the start-up, the battle between life and death of D.Z is finally coming!

The process is tedious, but the result is crazy joy!

"Rich! Get rich! Ha ha! Wu Xijie! Your daddy's son is rich! As if frantically, he frantically held the colorful ticket in his hand and threw it to the sky.

"Whoa-" Tickets fluttered like butterflies scattered in the sky.

With a burst of laughter, handfuls of banknotes were thrown into the air by Wu Xijie, and then slowly fell one by one.

"Haha-uh-Jung-hoon?" However, just when Wu Xijie was about to go crazy with joy, he suddenly saw Zhang Zhengxun, who had been distracted from the beginning.

Slightly stunned, the whole person seemed to be pointed, and the corners of his mouth twitched twice when he was about to grin behind his ears, and his mood gradually calmed down.

Frowning, he grabbed a handful of banknotes that had never been thrown away, handed them to Zhang Zhengxun, his eyes bloomed with a strange brilliance, and he laughed happily: "Zhengxun!" We're rich! Get rich! ”

"Oh-" Zhang Zhengxun's reaction was only a soft response, without even raising his head.

"Me! Guys! Hair! Wealth! Finish! Wu Xijie seemed to be dissatisfied with Zhang Zhengxun's perfunctory, and said loudly word by word.

"Yes." Zhang Zhengxun exhaled softly and raised his head gently.

Surprisingly, there was only calm in his eyes.

The handful of tickets that were handed to him seemed to be just blank sheets of paper in his eyes.

"What's wrong with you? Shouldn't you be happy? We're rich! Wu Xijie frowned, very dissatisfied with Zhang Zhengxun's attitude.

What a disappointment!

"Of course I'm happy when I make money." Zhang Zhengxun squeezed out a chuckle, but it was so bitter.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Wu Xijie frowned, as if he couldn't understand how anyone didn't like money!

"It's okay, it's just that the song hasn't found a suitable singer yet."

"Go-I thought it was a big deal, anyway, it's just an ost, just find a similar one! You said that you too, just for the sake of inexplicable feelings, you wasted three months of your life! You ......"

Zhang Zhengxun smiled lightly, got up, didn't care about his feet at all, and walked to Wu Xijie's side. He patted him on the shoulder, didn't say much, and turned to leave.

"Oh my God! There are still people who don't like banknotes! Wu Xijie couldn't understand Zhang Zhengxun's thoughts, shrugged his shoulders, turned to look at the stacks of colorful banknotes in the lockbox, and the frenzy in his eyes ignited again.

"That's right!" Zhang Zhengxun, who was about to walk out of the room, suddenly remembered something and whispered: "When you leave, remember to bring those things...... Take it away! My secretary is not your cleaner! ”

"Ahh

Yu cried without tears and looked at the tickets all over the ground.

"Smack!" casually gave himself a slap in the face, "Let you owe!" Let your hand owe! Ahh Oh my money! ”

Ignoring Wu Xijie, who was in pain and happily picking up money one by one, he went to see Zhang Zhengxun who left the room first.

Doesn't he love money?

How can it be? He's not a saint!

But why is his love not high?

Very simple.

A message.

In just one hour just now, hundreds of people have committed suicide!

The reason lies in the stock market crash early this morning!

The collapse, like the collapse of a snow-capped mountain, finally fell to the bottom in less than two hours after nearly half a year of brewing!

The patches of green colors on the display board are not stored in any other!

The total assets of almost all listed companies in Korea have been evaporated by more than half in an instant!

The South Korean government saved three times, but the results of the three times only made people more desperate!

The banknotes in front of him were stained with the desperate red liquid!

If it's Wu Xijie's kind of character, naturally they don't care, what they have in their dictionary is only success and defeat!

"Huh! When did it become so sentimental? Hypocrisy, hypocrisy! My ridiculous conscience! The self-deprecating chuckle revealed a touch of helplessness.

It's not that he doesn't know the consequences of doing this, and it's not sentimental, since he has decided to get a vote, since he has made this choice, and the sins caused, Zhang Zhengxun naturally has enough psychology to bear it.

But the mood will inevitably be affected.

After all, he is just a young man who has just turned twenty years old!

Although I have seen the filth in the circle with my own eyes, I have only watched it from a third perspective before.

Even if he understands, even if he understands, he has never been like today, but the tragic ending was all contributed to by him!

Although he can't change his mentality for a while, Zhang Zhengxun has a good way to divert his attention.

It's about finding the perfect singer!

If it was just an obsession at the beginning, then now, it is all his heart!

It seems that only in this evasive way can he feel good in his heart!

Walking aimlessly on the street, in a muddle, but it is a different taste.

It seems to be bitter and sad, but it is like a big stone in the chest.

I can't swallow it, I can't spit it out.

The corners of his mouth pulled up a wry smile, he never thought that it would have such a big impact on himself.

Just as Zhang Zhengxun was strolling down the street with his heart full of concern, he saw a familiar and unfamiliar figure in an inadvertent retrospective.

Kim Taeyeon!

The captain of the youth, the little guy who succeeded Ren Jing as the captain of the youth, hurried away with a sad face.

opened his mouth, but Zhang Zhengxun didn't call her.

It's just a friend who knows because of Xiaoxian, so there's no need and don't need to care too much.

It's just that her face is full of melancholy, is it because something has happened?