July 19th. YG Office.

Lie down on the table and meditate. The album is about to be released, but he has no sense of tension, and his inner peace is like a lake without any waves.

Until today, that is, before the official release, the pre-sale volume of black has reached as much as 120,000. More than the sales of his second album during the entire promotional period.

This achievement surprised many people, especially those music critics who sang about Wu Zairong's three albums.

Previously, album sales had always been Wu Jae-young's shortcoming, which was also the only obstacle to prevent Wu Jae-young from going further. And this shortcoming, now it seems, has also been made up by Wu Zairong.

With the continuous expansion of the music market, the era of selling tens or millions of dollars for an album is over. The pre-sale results of Oh Jae-young's album, 124,000 copies, have exceeded the total album sales of most singers.

Before the propaganda period began, their faces were already slapped.

Now, if they want to save face, they can only hope that the reputation of Oh Jae-young's HIPHOP album is so bad that it disappoints all those who buy it.

Is this possible?

A cell phone ringtone broke the silence of the room, it was a text message.

Without raising his head, he picked up the phone and opened the cover.

Not too many people who texted him today to wish him a big album sale. Just reading text messages was enough to make him tired.

Most of them are hypocritical, just courtesy.

There are also sincere ones, but there are very few. Like the blessings of Brother Shi, Brother Jidong, Brother Hong Zhe, Shen Changmin, Cui Shengxian, and Li Shengli.

It is precisely in order to avoid missing the sincerity hidden in these politeness that Wu Zairong has to read so many spam text messages.

It seems that Zhong Guoge is right. I have to prepare two mobile phones, one for work and one for personal use.

This text message. And who sent it?

Snack goods Yuna. Wu Jaerong raised an eyebrow.

Blessing. It is written with great care. Buwang invited her to eat so many big meals.

Congratulate. This is understandable, because the pre-sales of his three episodes are indeed high beyond everyone's expectations.

Treat? Because the release of the third series is a happy event, so looking forward to your own treat? Really. Snacks are snacks, and three sentences are absolutely inseparable from eating.

Okay, it's not impossible to have a treat, and it's not a lack of money.

I'll take a look, in Brother Shi, they simply invited together. No need to please twice. You can also make ......

Phone? Who called. Although there are many text messages today, phone calls are the first.

"Xiuyan, miss me?"

I was stunned for a moment. was taken aback by Wu Zairong's enthusiasm, "Oba," she is thin-skinned, of course, it is impossible for her to say that she misses you directly. I held it for a long time. It's easy to hold back a sentence, "You didn't take the wrong medicine, right?" ”

It's hard to say a word of flesh, as a result. Wu Zairong swiped his thumb across his forehead to eliminate his embarrassment, "No, it's just that I'm very happy today." ”

"Oba, congratulations." In addition to being happy for Oh Jae-young, Zheng Xiuyan is also a little jealous. 120,000 tickets in advance. Wu Zairong has already reached this level, when will he be able to make his debut. The distance between the two has narrowed. It always made her feel unreal. "The album is sure to be a big hit!"

"It's not that it's going to be big, it's already going to be big." Wu Zairong paused, and in a narrow tone, "Besides this, there is nothing else you want to say?" ”

For example, miss me, miss me, miss me.

It was a bit magnificent, and Wu Zairong could even hear the laughter of the other side because of his shyness and meaninglessness, "Oba, I want to ......"

A call came in. As if pinching time, he interrupted Zheng Xiuyan's words.

Who is it? The anger is a little up, and the mood is a little unhappy.

Park Sun-young. The dissatisfaction disappeared in an instant, and all that remained was a headache.

Shanying, Wu Jaeyoung tugged at the corners of his mouth.

It's the first time that I've felt the consequences of Huaxin so directly, and it's really the first time.

In the end, he pretended to be okay and continued to talk to Xiuyan. It's better to make an excuse with so-yeon and pick up Seon-young's phone.

It seems like a choice.

"Oba, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, it's just, a friend called." Oh Jae-young cut off Park Sun-young's call, "Let's talk first, it's not a hurry, I'll call him later." ”

At this moment of lying, Wu Jaerong deeply felt the extent of his scum.

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"Shanying, you hang up first." Although they said goodbye, both of them wanted to hang up the phone after each other, afraid that the other party would forget to say something.

Thinking so, but I couldn't hear the busy sound on the other side, so I was so deadlocked. I didn't hang up the phone, I didn't speak, and I was silent for about three or four minutes.

Park Sun-young's voice was as gentle as ever, "Inside." ”

I said the same thing just now, but it turned out that I didn't hang up, "Don't say okay, and don't hang up the phone, Shanying." ”

The phone still hung up, and Park Sun-young definitely couldn't resist herself. Looking at the screen that had been restored to a desktop, Wu Zairong was a little distracted.

Close your phone. Guilt arises spontaneously.

Pedal two boats? The lower jaw rests against the upper jaw.

Like the male protagonist in Japanese comics, he is obviously constantly playing ambiguous, but he only explains it with low emotional intelligence and gentleness, and he can't do it.

As Quan Zifeng said, he was on the road of a scumbag, running all the way.

I know that this is not good for anyone.

It is also clear that the so-called feeling of liking is just the result of excessive dopamine secretion by the brain.

However, he still couldn't control his sullen heart, and Wu Zairong hammered his forehead.

Jung so-yeon? Park Sun-young?

There is a saying that when you have a girl living in your heart, but you like another girl, and you are distressed about the choice.

Pick the second one. Because if you really love the first girl, you will never have feelings for other people, no matter how good they are.

If only it were as simple as the book says. How can people's feelings be measured and controlled like a program.

He couldn't give an answer to this multiple-choice question.

Whether he likes Jung so-yeon or Park Sun-young, he doesn't know.

I don't know.

Syllable! Close your hands firmly.

Since there is no result, I don't think about it.

If you feel that the choice is painful and the situation is addictive, it is better to leave it at that.

Anyway, it is not yet the moment of final decision, Wu Zairong comforts himself.

It's better to be troubled by emotional matters than to choose between love and bread.

That's why I have to work hard. In that way, you can confidently make a promise to the right person.

Put away your phone.

Stand up.

Push open the door.

"Let's go, Brother Cheng Hao." to conquer the world of songs.

"What are you going to do?"

A smile flashed at the corner of Wu Jaerong's mouth, "Let the singers of the same period feel the pain and slap the faces of those who question it." ”

Full of confidence, full of desire, stride forward.

"But,"

"Huh?" Is there anything else to hesitate about?

"It's not time yet. The most recent schedule will take two hours to start. ”

"Ahaha," Wu Jaeyoung wiped a cold sweat that didn't exist, "Is that so?" ”

PS (Thanks to the book friend for the bad time.,The sky is blue?,Even though the smile is like a warm grimace pumpkin.。 (To be continued......)