Chapter Seventy-Nine: Does Talking to You Need Identity?

After Xu Yao left, Quan Ningyi sat down, tasted the freshly brewed coffee carefully, took a deep sip, and then ...... Choked. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

In a white BMW outside the coffee shop, Zheng Xiuyan sat in the back seat of the car without saying a word.

"I said, Sika, stay away from him." When there were only two of them, Xu Yao changed his title from "Jessica" to "Sika", which seemed closer. "He's not a good guy."

"I knew he wasn't a good guy, and I even knew he was plotting against him, but I didn't have a choice." Zheng Xiuyan's gaze dimmed, and her clear voice lost its color: "But I can't help it, now if I want to succeed, I have to rely on him." ”

"Must?" Xu Yao asked.

"Who else can you rely on?" Zheng Xiuyan smiled self-deprecatingly, it is not for nothing that the rich second generation chases her, and there are even many people who come up with a wallet to support her, but she has never accepted it, what a strong and proud person, and now he has been reduced to the point of having to rely on others.

"Why don't you rely on yourself?" Xu Yao asked.

"What do I have? It's just the identity of an idol, a member of the national girl group Girls' Generation. I don't just want to be an idol, I want people to call me designer Jessica or Zheng Investor when they think of my name. Zheng Xiuyan's eyes exuded fanaticism.

"I don't understand you, why do you have to be a designer if you are not a good idol? Aren't you best at singing and dancing, and now you're going to be a designer instead of delivering food? Xu Yao looked at Zheng Xiuyan from the rearview mirror.

"Don't look at me." Zheng Xiuyan glared at Xu Yao, Xu Yao looked away curtly, and Zheng Xiuyan continued: "How long can you be a star?" Even if I can jump to twenty-eight, twenty-nine, thirty, can I jump to thirty-eight, thirty-nine, forty? This is impossible, at that time, I was already old and yellow, and became yesterday's yellow flower, at that time, if I can only sing and dance, what can I do in the future? ”

Zheng Xiuyan sighed, "Now that I'm twenty-six years old, I've been singing and dancing for seven years, and I'm tired of the stage, I need to do something new now." How long can a star be a star? If I don't do it now, it may not be useful in the future. ”

"But do you think you can really do it now that you're halfway through your home and become a designer?" Xu Yao furrowed his brows.

"The teacher praised me for my talent, and I think so, as long as I work hard, I will definitely be able to do it!" Zheng Xiuyan's eyes are full of tenacity and hope.

"Don't say anything about talent, I looked at your design, and as a beginner, it's really good." Xu Yao said.

Zheng Xiuyan heard Xu Yao's praise and quietly pursed her lips and smiled.

"But even if you have talent, it's only a little bit. You're not Leonardo da Vinci, and you're not Einstein. Do you know how much time you need to fill that talent? Five, ten, or longer, can you keep going? Xu Yao looked at Zheng Xiuyan suspiciously, and said even more hurtful words: "In my opinion, there is nothing amazing about your design, probably the most striking thing is that 'this product is designed by Jessica, a member of Girls' Generation'." ”

"If you didn't practice, didn't do idol, if you went to learn design early in the morning, then they might say that you are designer Zheng Xiuyan, but now, they know Girls' Generation Jessica."

"Don't talk about it." Zheng Xiuyan lowered her head.

"No, you have to listen to me. Kwon Ningyi's method is tantamount to making you overdraft your popularity to get fans to buy the products you design, think about it, if you don't have popularity, what will you do? Your design is not outstanding, it sells fashion items, and the price is not cheap. If it weren't for the strong purchasing power of fans, do you think Kwon Ning Yi would still have a good conversation with you? Xu Yao turned his head to stare at Zheng Xiuyan and said, "Your popularity is brought by girlhood......"

"I'll tell you to stop talking!" Zheng Xiuyan suddenly interrupted Xu Yao loudly and took a deep breath.

Xu Yao stopped, he wanted to hear what Zheng Xiuyan had to say.

"I just want to get rid of the girlhood label, so I want to do this, you haven't heard it yet?" Zheng Xiuyan's eyes widened and she said angrily, "Why do I have to wear the label of girlhood? Why can't I be myself - Jung so-yeon! ”

"But you were created as a girl, and you think you can get rid of it if you want to?"

"Xu Yaoxi, in what capacity are you talking to me now? Is it a friend, or is it an agent? Zheng Xiuyan had a cold face, she never knew how to hide her dissatisfaction in her heart, not on the surface.

"What if it's a friend or an agent? As a friend, I care about your life and am reasonable; As a broker, care about your future and where your responsibilities lie. Isn't that how it should be? Xu Yao moved his mouth and said, "And ......"

"If it's as friends, I'm sorry, we're just ordinary friends who have only known each other for a few days, and we haven't gotten acquainted enough to talk to me about these issues at will; If you're acting as an agent, you, as a small temporary broker, are not qualified to talk to me about this. Every word spit out by Zheng Xiuyan's clear voice was as awkward and cold as ice slag.

"So, in either capacity, I'm not qualified?" Xu Yao smiled self-deprecatingly.

Zheng Xiuyan didn't speak, and looked out the window coldly.

"Do you need an identity to talk to you? Isn't it right to give you advice as a friend? Isn't it my duty as an agent to care about my artist? Xu Yao sneered at the corner of his mouth, he really felt that Zheng Xiuyan was unreasonable, if he was like crazy when he was touched, then he would have killed someone a long time ago.

Zheng Xiuyan just looked out the window quietly, didn't say anything, didn't look at anything.

Xu Yao took a deep breath, exhaled, inhaled again, and exhaled...... After calming down, he started the car and drove towards the S.M company.

When he arrived at S.M Company, Xu Yao parked the car, and Zheng Xiuyan was still sitting and empty.

"As your friend, I will give you one last piece of advice, stay away from Quan Ning, otherwise it will be too late to regret when you are eaten by him and you can't even lose your bones." Xu Yao tried his best to control his tone and tone, even as a soldier, he would have mood swings.

"Thank you for your advice." Zheng Xiuyan looked out the window, said indifferently, stretched out her hand to Xu Yao's side, and spit out two stiff words: "Key." ”

"I hope you're smarter." Xu Yao handed the key to Zheng Xiuyan, and then consciously got out of the car.

The boat of friendship capsized, and sure enough.

Sincere dedication, can not get the same understanding, such a friendship, it is better not to.