Chapter Eighty-Six: Suicide?
early morning
Imperial President's Studio
Park Tae-mo was holding a stack of notices and advertisements that he wanted to put in his office so that he could see them when he came. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Unexpectedly, when I opened the door, I found that Li Junxian was still here.
Cigarette ash and cigarette butts, beer bottles staggered like traps.
Messy hair, the whole person looks very decadent.
"What's wrong?"
Park asked as he picked up the bottle that had fallen to the ground.
"Not much, making an album."
"Album?"
Park Tae-mo, who is in charge of business, became energetic when he heard Lee Jun-hyun's words, and he left behind any messy environment.
Almost all the artists in the empire, including Lee Jun-hyun, are the kind of people who only make music, or the focus is on music, and the negotiation of commercial contracts is handled by Park Tae-mo.
He is also known as the second-in-command of the empire by the outside world, and his status in the entertainment industry is definitely much higher than when he was in S and M.
More or less a successful person.
"A dark genre album, I want to do it."
"Dark music? Show it to me. β
Lee Jun Hyun plays a song.
"You've got it all recorded?"
"Well... I recorded a song last night. β
"You didn't go back? There was no one in the company when I left, when did you come? β
"Early in the morning."
"So pessimistic?"
Listening to the song, Park Taimo frowned.
I reject everyone
Even myself
I'm in the dark
But I can see that this world doesn't mean anything to me
The lyrics, the whole circumference, means pessimism.
Coupled with Lee Jun-hyun's extremely low voice, it is too depressing, too negative, and the whole song.
Park Taimo felt unbearable when he heard it, he really couldn't stand it.
Lee Jun-hyun's listless, lack of energy, unshaven beard, and greasy and messy appearance made Park Tae-mo feel a little wrong.
Plus such songs.
"Are you alright?"
"It's okay... Something will happen. Li Junxian replied aggrievedly.
"Is there any smoke? Give me a branch. β
"Yes..."
"Quarreled with Su-yeon?"
"Nope..."
"The music isn't going well?"
"Nope..."
"Dissatisfied with the company's development?"
"Nope..."
One question and one answer, Park Taimo also knew that he didn't want to say it, and he wouldn't find any answers.
He didn't know what happened to Lee Jun-hyun.
But he can see that Li Junxian's mental state is very poor, very poor, to the extreme.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have created such songs, which have no other elements except gloomy and pessimistic.
It's as if to tell those who are trying to commit suicide, or who have suicidal thoughts, that you should hurry up and commit suicide, and that the world has no meaning.
If such a song is put up, it will definitely cause the last straw that overwhelms those who have ideas.
"There's nothing that can't be solved."
Park Tae-mo got up to leave, dodging him to make a phone call to Jung so-yeon.
"There's nothing that can't be solved by death."
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"Xiuyan, is it convenient?"
"Well... Just got up, is there anything wrong with Minister Park? β
"I think you should come to the company, the president is in a bad state, a little negative, and made a few pessimistic songs, which sound very dark, I don't know if he has suicidal tendencies."
"What? What's going on? β
"I don't know what's going on, I've just come to the company."
"That's good... Please keep watch over him first, and I'll come over right away. β
"Well..."
However, Lee Jun-hyun of the studio has already uploaded the song.
He also went to the rooftop and looked at the office workers full of driving at his feet.
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Ma Xiaojiu is a native of the Celestial Empire who came to South Korea to work, but was discriminated against everywhere.
He has always thought that he is the pride of the sky, that the whole world seems to be real, and that the people of the whole society live with masks and hypocrisy.
But the pressure of work and the exclusion from society made him a little breathless.
On this day, he opened the ment to listen to the song and found that there was a new song in the recommendation column.
The name of the song "Black Sheep" attracted him.
After hesitation, I ordered the purchase.
"You can ask me how I'm doing, and I'll say it's fine, even if ten thousand ants eat bones and die of internal injuries."
Ma Xiaojiu thought that every time his parents called, he would only report the good news, letting them know that he was doing well and did not need their worries.
But your own suffering? And who knows?
"I'm in the dark, but I can see that this world doesn't mean anything to me, should I stay, or should I go, I've been on this path, lately I've been homesick, but I'm still scared of home."
Exclusion, suppression, want to go home? Surely you have ever thought that you can go home when you are young? Coming home and being ridiculed one after another?
When a person hides in the quilt and cries bitterly, who knows?
I felt like a ghost, I was nothing, I was alone, I had no body, only a soul, and my heart was getting cold
Gradually, he began to cycle singles, and he didn't know how long he listened to them.
He has thought about it for a hundred years, but what about his parents?
They only have one son of their own, should they let them suffer the pain of losing their son?
He's fighting, he's fighting, he's fighting, he's fighting against the hypocritical world, against this cold, inhumane world.
Later, he only knew that he was sleepy, his tears were dry, and he lay on the bed and slowly fell asleep.
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"Damn, what's wrong? Why is it so shady? Have the blues? β
"Sounds good, but I don't recommend it."
"It's too negative, what happened to the weapon?"
"Strong brother, don't do this."
"According to my understanding, Weapon is not the kind of person who is negative and pessimistic, he should be talking about this indifferent society."
"Crying, really crying."
This time, the notorious powder of nuclear bombs did not appear.
Fans are worried, wondering if he is suicidal.
One by one, fans who have listened to the song have gone to Zheng Xiuyan's SNS to comment.
"What the hell is going on? Very worried. β
"I'm really worried, and although I mean to talk about this indifferent society, I'm also worried and doubt my own thoughts."
"Xiuyan, treat him well."
"Really, it wasn't easy for him to get to where he is today."
"Xiuyan, please, help him and help him out of the darkness."
Before Zheng Xiuyan had time to put on makeup, she was without makeup, with a sad face, and the pictures of coming to the Imperial Company in a hurry were also taken by the paparazzi and uploaded to SNS.
In this way, it was also used by people with intentions and began to contribute to the situation behind the scenes.
The SNS was full of news about Lee Jun-hyun's suicide.
"Shocking... The posthumous work of Li Junxian, the pride of the sky, is exposed"
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"Exclusive, Jung so-yeon hurriedly entered the Imperial Company with a sad face, in order to see Lee Jun-hyun for the last time"
The sudden news completely shocked the entire Korean entertainment industry.
Whether it is the media, fans, or passers-by, they are calling the Empire's hotline, and all of a sudden, whether it is the Empire's website or the customer service number, there is a crash.
Everybody, seeing this momentum, believed.
"Explosion... Lee Jun-hyun has committed suicide. γ
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"Come down... What are you doing? β
"Don't... Other... Don't jump..."
"Ahh Ah......h