Time hangs heavy on one's hands.

This idiom is very apt to describe the current T-ara.

Whether it is the kidnapping of the past few days or the current exclusion theory, it is like a heavy hammer, mercilessly beating them into the soil until they suffocate to death.

But.

They don't resent anyone, they just feel wronged.

Unspeakable grievances.

Especially Quan Baolan, she has always felt that she is very useless, whether it is dancing or singing, and even standing next to them she feels a burden.

No matter how funny the variety show is, no matter how warm the song that hits people's hearts, Quan Baolan only has tears to face at this time.

Jingle bells.

The phone rings.

It's a call from Dad Quanyinglu.

"Baolan, have you read the news?"

"Dad, what's the news?" Quan Baolan's hoarse tone came from the other end of the phone, and Quan Yinglu sighed silently in his heart.

"I plan to negotiate with the senior management of ccm, you leave ccm and leave T-ara, I will send you to the United States for further study, and when all the incidents are calmed down, whether you choose solo or acting, I will support you! Let's leave, such a president is not worth our effort. ”

"I don't want it!" Quan Baolan's eyes froze, and he was solemn as never before, "I don't want to leave T-ara, I don't want to!" ”

"But is it worth it for a vicious businessman like Kim Kwang-so, who doesn't care about your life or death, and only knows how to blindly ask for and squeeze your energy inhumanely?"

Quan Baolan's eyes were glazed, and his hand holding the phone tightened, "What?" ”

Quan Yinglu's tired voice came through his mobile phone, "Look at the news." ”

Quan Baolan's face changed, and before he hung up the phone, he threw it aside and opened the website link.

At a glance, Quan Baolan's expression is very exciting.

"Sapphire ......"

"Sapphire ......"

"You're right? I knew you had a sequel. ”

Quan Baolan continued to browse the major portals, and after reading them, he trembled and clicked on the website of their hostile organization.

387291 number of registrants.

This is the number she secretly wrote down yesterday.

357244, that's the number of registrations right now!

The sound of yesterday's waves is still the same, but it is not so shocking.

……

"What about them?"

Jeon Baolan ran out of the bedroom, and there were only Lee Ju-ri and Park Ji-yeon in the living room.

"Sister So-yeon went to Busan to shoot a TV series, and Sister Eun-jeong and Sister Hyo-min are fighting for variety show invitations......"

Quan Baolan nodded, "Have you watched the news?" ”

Park Ji-yeon's delicate body trembled, and when she heard the word news, she was like being struck by lightning, and her whole face turned pale.

Li Juli held her cold hand and whispered with relief.

"Is it another attack sound?"

"Yes, but the target of the attack has shifted."

Li Juli frowned lightly, raised her eyes, and her eyes were full of doubts.

"Now it's going viral on the Internet, whether it's kidnapping or exclusion, it's almost all arranged by the president, and he's just emulating Kim Youngmin's methods, but the president doesn't have President Kim's skills and wisdom, so he got away with it."

Li Juli shook her head and nodded.

"What's wrong?"

"The president is not such a person, this thing is very strange."

They were kidnapped that day, and when they traveled, it was also a temporary idea, only they and their agents knew, even if President Kim Kwang-so knew, it was impossible to react at the first time, if you want to create a topic, it won't be in this way, you must know that the exclusion theory involves moral issues, and their frequent return in 12 years does involve the interests of some people, if they secretly add fuel to the fire, plus the president doesn't handle it well, T-ara has no possibility of washing the floor at all.

Although the president doesn't have the means of that person, he won't gamble on it.

"Someone is deliberately targeting us."

Kidnapper?

Big three?

It's all possible, but it definitely won't be President Kim Kwang-so.

Quan Baolan wanted to speak and stopped.

"Sapphire Blue, what do you want to say?"

"I met the kidnapper in the parking lot when I went to the office two days ago."

Li Juli's eyelids jumped, "And then you went to find him?" ”

Quan Baolan nodded.

Li Juli's brows furrowed even deeper, and there was a layer of coldness on her face that did not eat the fireworks of the world.

"He's a good guy! I'm convinced. ”

"Baolan, I also want to believe that he is a good person, but we can't trust anyone until the matter is investigated."

"Remember, it's anyone."

Quan Baolan was stunned, and after a few seconds, she ran back to the bedroom, picked up the wallet and mobile phone on the table and hurriedly left the dormitory.

"Where are you going?"

"Go home!"

……

"Sister Juli, I'm so scared."

Park Ji-yeon's heart was clouded, and what she was most afraid of was the attack voices of these unidentified people.

Li Juli patted her little face full of tears, "Don't be afraid. ”

I won't let anyone hurt you, I swear.

"I'll go out and buy something, you wait for me at home, Hyomin will be back soon."

"Well, you come back soon."

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"Thank you, can we meet?"

"Don't thank me." Weng Tingjun looked at the text message on his mobile phone, his expression was complicated, and he sighed in his heart, "It's not just your business......

"Shall we meet then?"

"Don't ......" his finger quickly swiped on the screen of the phone, edited it a few times, and finally only sent one word, "Okay." ”

Weng Tingjun remembered his previous conversation with a queen's.

The meeting in Pingshui may not be fortunate in three lives.

Singing and dancing can always be exciting.

……

The night view of the Han River in summer is one of the favorite places for many Seoulians.

The slowly flowing water of the Han River is wrapped in the night, and the river breeze and the sound of flowing water are self-contained, making people's minds follow the gurgling river, quiet and far-reaching.

Weng Tingjun lay on his back beside a bush by the Han River, staring blankly at the thick night.

"Whether it's Li Tie or Weng Tingjun, something needs to be accomplished."

After a period of sadness, he was disturbed by a rapid wheezing sound.

"Thank you!" Quan Baolan bowed.

Weng Tingjun frowned, "Kim Kwang-so is your president, don't you think it's too much?" ”

Quan Baolan raised her head seriously, and also learned from Weng Tingjun lying next to the grass, "It's too much!" I also respect our president, but they are right, we are just a commodity, and when we lose our value, we are no longer a commodity to be sold, but a scrap. ”

The exclusion theory is not true, Quan Baolan can swear by this, but there is one thing she must admit.

There are indeed different voices in their team, and in the two or three years since their debut, the T-ara team has changed again and again, and suddenly a person is inserted at the busiest time.

The disadvantages of the rotating captain system, the announcement activities day and night, they know the problem very well, but in the sleep time of less than two hours a day, how can they have time to deal with it?

At this time, President Kim Kwang-so did not play the role of a 'lubricant', but instead catalyzed the occurrence of this contradiction.

Jeon Baolan respects Kim Kwang-so in his heart, because he gave him the opportunity to fulfill his dream.

But.

Right now......

In order to protect her sisters, she is the wicked person.