In the box, Huang Rencheng and Guo Dahua sat opposite each other, and the warm yellow light illuminated their uncertain faces. They look at me, I look at you, they really have nothing to say, only have their own hearts, relatively speechless.

Once, Guoda Hua was on top, but now, Lin Weiran, who was regarded as an abandoned son in his eyes, came from behind, relying on the secrets he knew to be on an equal footing with him, not to mention, these sturdy two wine bottles smashed him to the point of dizziness, but the situation is stronger than people, Lin Weiran's coercion not only grabbed his shortcomings, but also involved the people behind him. In the end, Lin Weiran and Gu Huan are both Chinese, and when the time comes, as long as they choose to return to China to serve their sentences, they will save their lives no matter what, but if they go in this time, it is unknown whether they can come out.

The guy who was chosen as a scapegoat now not only embezzled the 1.7 billion acquisition money and needed to cover it up for him, but even the 'IdolWorld', a project that is more expensive than gold, has to be completely handed over to him, saying that he is on an equal footing, but in fact he is completely called by him, plus today's two wine bottles, how can this make Guoda Huaqing embarrassed?

After thinking carefully for a while, Guo Dahua looked at Huang Rencheng with red eyes and said, "These two people can't stay." ”

Looking at Guo Dahua's bloodstained face, Huang Rencheng said with a calm expression: "In your eyes, I can't keep it." ”

"You and I are Koreans!" Guo Dahua's eyes widened, his blood pressure was high, and the wound began to ache 'suddenly' again.

Huang Rencheng smiled flatly: "In my eyes, you are not even as good as Lin Weiran, a Chinese, let me say it first, I think his plan is good, but if you want to play any unclean tricks, I will play with you first." ”

Although his expression was light, his words were full of anger, and he could sit in this position for five years, and Huang Rencheng was naturally not a bodhisattva who pinched mud. Seeing that Guo Dahua couldn't hide the resentment on his face, he said again: "When do you know the Tao now, and you also know the consequences of finding those unclean people to come in and stir up the situation." They are Chinese, something happens to someone will definitely be investigated, what you want to do yourself to think clearly! ”

Huang Rencheng stood up, dressed neatly, and said in a hurry: "I'll take them away first, call you an ambulance, and you know how to say it yourself when the time comes." ”

Say? What else can be said? I fell and accidentally hit the bottle. Guo Dahua gritted his teeth, and his upper body was about to overturn the table, but this force, the wound on his head brought a sharp pain, and he was dizzy and fell on the sofa again, leaving only the strength to pant.

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Yingying Yanyan, the Pear Blossom Girl is like the daughter country in Journey to the West, and she has brought the characteristics of yin and yang to the extreme. The temperature is warm, although the eyes have not yet climbed the branches, the girls on the campus are competing to 'reduce the burden', and the corners of their skirts flutter everywhere, showing their slenderness.

It's March, it's the campus festival of Ewha Girls' University, because April will start open enrollment, Ewha Women's University every year of the campus festival is co-organized with the 'Campus Visit Day', the high school girls who have just graduated from high school and are interested in being admitted to Ewha Women's University can't wait to change their school uniforms and walk into the campus in the name of visiting. A good harvest has laid the foundation, and a campus celebration has been made almost like the entrance day, which is lively, but there is always a lack of festive atmosphere.

A tea stall, the heat is hazy, and among the many university clubs, this 'tea club' is Lin Weiran's most cordial existence. It is inevitable that two cups of flower tea are filled in disposable paper cups, but Lin Weiran still walked out of the tea stall cautiously. In the place where yin and yang are declining, every male animal is worth paying attention to, even if Lin Weiran does not have the handsome appearance of an idol, he has attracted a lot of attention along the way. …,

In order to determine the product image of two percent among female customers, a team of more than ten people was all broken up, and the questionnaire was taken to the crowd to make a disturbing appearance. As the supervisor, Lin Weiran is of course able to hide for a while, he took two cups of hot tea and carefully avoided pedestrians, and went around to the stage and went up a ramp with a steep angle, South Korea is a well-known mountainous country, out of the center of Seoul, the slope of about 30 degrees can be seen almost everywhere, walking all the way up along the guardrail, seeing the petite figure squatting in front of the guardrail, Lin Weiran can be regarded as relieved.

This is not a campus festival site, and it is rarely visited, but it is a good place to see Ewha Girls' University. The girl crouched behind the guardrail, her cheeks slightly red from the March weather, and she tucked her hands into her sleeves, as if hugging her whole body, making her already petite figure look even more compact.

"Not cold?" Lin Weiran handed over the teacup as she spoke, and the tea in the cup had become warm along the way. The girl looked up to show her childish face, and when she saw that it was him, she immediately wanted to get up.

"Forget it, don't get up, I'll squat." Without waiting for the girl to get up, Lin Weiran squatted down, handed out the teacup with one hand, and said, "Take it quickly, your hands are sore." ”

The girl took the teacup, but she was still a little restrained, "Xie Lu Xie, Lin Production." ”

Lin Weiran took a sip of tea, looked at the pear blossom girl outside the fence, and said with a smile: "How can you find such a good place every time?" Last time I was at Yonsei University, this time I was at Ewha Women's University. ”

The girl also took a sip of tea, in addition to the unique aroma of flower tea, the warm current surging in her body also made her very comfortable. Kim Taeyeon, who also looked out of the railing and forgot her nervousness for a while, chuckled, "Talent? ”

"Well, you are indeed gifted. Last time I was at Yonsei University, I thought I could find a place to relax, but your voice scared me enough. Lin Weiran sighed.

Kim Taeyeon smiled, held the teacup in the palm of her hand, looked at the man and asked, "Is Lin Zhuang addicted to smoking?" ”

"Nope." Lin Weiran shook his head and said, "I only smoke when I'm under pressure, so I don't want to be seen, I didn't expect to be caught by you." ”

Seeing that he had a faint self-deprecation on his face, Kim Taeyeon let out an 'oh', as if she could understand this emotion very well.

"Lin Chuan can smoke it if he wants to smoke it now."

Lin Weiran was surprised: "Is it okay? Isn't the voice very important to a singer? ”

Kim Tae-yeon smiled, "It's okay, I like the smell of smoke." ”

Love the smell of smoke? Lin Weiran was even more surprised, seeing that Kim Taeyeon didn't seem to be joking, and there seemed to be expectation in her eyes. He took out his cigarette case, just took out one, and then listened: "Lin Zuo, let me order it for you?" ”

Lin Weiran was stunned again, and the lighter in her hand was taken away by Kim Taeyeon, and she in front of her at this time did not look like the well-reasoned and quiet girl under the stage, but like a singer standing on the stage holding a microphone alone and pouring out her sorrows.

'Click' two soft sounds, the flames flickered, Lin Weiran stretched out his head to light the cigarette, and after taking a puff, he still looked at Kim Taeyeon curiously.

'Boom', the disposable cheap lighter was lit again, and Kim Taeyeon looked down at the extinguished and ignited flames, as if she had found some fun toy.

She turned her head and asked, with curiosity in her eyes, "How does it feel to smoke?" ”

Lin Weiran's old face flushed, looking at that childlike face, he instantly felt like a strange uncle who taught a bad child, "It's better not to touch these if you are a singer." ”

"I know, I'm just curious."

Lin Weiran didn't say anything, and Kim Taeyeon didn't ask anymore, but just lowered her head and played with the fireer again. Holding the cigarette in his hand, Lin Weiran didn't smoke it, nor did she smoke it, so she looked at Kim Taeyeon's side face and was distracted for a while. …,

Childlike face is a description of a girl's appearance, in other words, young, too young, so it is inevitable to carry the label of cute. At this time, Kim Taeyeon had a faint smile on her face, holding a lighter like a child who had found a toy, but Lin Weiran didn't feel the cute taste of Lori at all.

A cigarette was half burned, and the flower tea in the cup was already cold. Lin Weiran came back to her senses, put out the cigarette ruthlessly, and said without words: "'If' is very good, I've been listening." But I've always been curious, others say that singing is good to give the song emotion and soul, and these things need to have a certain amount of experience, you are not old, how can you sing so well? ”

"A senior said, what does a song rely on to sing feelings? The wine is in place, the tears are in place, and the heart is broken, just do it. Kim Taeyeon didn't hesitate at all, and gave a direct answer, "I just tasted the wine secretly, and I didn't feel any taste." I shed a lot of tears as a trainee, so I guess that's what I relied on. ”

Kim Taeyeon looked up at the campus festival outside the railing, a little more like the girl on stage who sang 'if'. Lin Weiran smacked her tongue in her heart, and said that actors should enter the drama when filming, should the singer also 'enter the play' before going on stage?

He immediately fell silent, not daring to disturb, but he said cautiously because he had to say something: "I'm sorry for the last time." ”

"What?" Kim Taeyeon turned her head and asked.

"It's the university." Lin Weiran blushed, even if his skin has become thicker and thicker recently, he can't withstand the destruction of this Lori's face, "I didn't know the situation when I said those words, so I need to say I'm sorry"

Koreans have always paid attention to academic qualifications, a diploma has become the basic requirement for Koreans to enter the social system, people from famous universities can be looked down upon everywhere, just last year many artists were exposed to scandals for falsifying academic qualifications, it can be seen that even the entertainment industry is the same, that paper graduation certificate seems to have become a proof of whether they have a brain.

Deciding not to go to college in this environment is more of a tendon than courage.

"University, I've also received an invitation, this is it, Ewha Girls' University." Kim Taeyeon said lightly.

Lin Weiran was surprised: "Received an invitation?" What's not to do about that? ”

"What does Lin think college is?" Kim Tae-yeon's question was too philosophical, Lin Weiran couldn't answer it for a while, she looked out of the railing again, and said softly: "When I was in kindergarten, I saw that the world was so big, and when I went to elementary school, I saw more people, and the world seemed to be bigger, then junior high school, high school, and finally university, and after graduation, the world was Seoul." ”

She looked at the stage and smiled: "Now that I am standing on the stage, I have seen Seoul, and then maybe the whole of South Korea, then China, Japan, the whole of Asia, and finally maybe the whole world...... In that case, why should I go to college? ”

Lin Weiran blinked, as if she didn't understand, her head was full of mush. Idols are also singers, strictly speaking, they are literary and artistic workers, is Kim Taeyeon still a literary young woman in this state of 'entering the play'?

The original apology is now plausible, and Lin Weiran, who couldn't answer, instinctively touched the cigarette case in his pocket with one hand, only to feel that the pressure was as great as a mountain.

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