No matter where you go, you should remember that the past is fake, memories are an endless road, and even the most tenacious and crazy love is nothing more than a fleeting reality in the final analysis. - "One Hundred Years of Solitude"

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Stand in front of the window and untie the shackles of the radio waves. As always, this time there were also a lot of missed calls and unread text messages bursting. Filter through the ...... that don't matter To be precise, there aren't many calls and texts from anyone else. There is only one person's news that occupies the entire screen, and that person is Zheng Xiujing, who is stubborn and stubborn.

I clicked on her messages and took a look, and most of the information was focused on the days when I had just turned off my phone, and I didn't want to contact anyone at that time. The phone showed the time of Zheng Xiujing's call, and one day, she made 12 phone calls and 7 text messages to me. She must be worried about me, this girl, she must be so guilty at this time that she is at a loss. Reaching out a hand and rolling my head behind me, I let out a bottomless sigh. In fact, I was just as helpless as she was.

Skipping the dense number of calls, I continued to flip. Then, the most recent missed call appeared on the phone's Corning display, and the time of the missed call pierced the lens and was imprinted on the retina. At 11:20 a.m. on December 2, 2014, I shifted my gaze to the upper right corner of the screen. At this moment, eleven thirty.

In other words, ten minutes ago, we missed one of our best opportunities to get in touch. If I had unblocked it at that time, I would have answered Zheng Xiujing's call when I saw it coming in. But now, this opportunity has been ruthlessly crushed by the thing of fate. I wasn't ready to say anything, and I had lost my courage and couldn't take the initiative to call Zheng Xiujing's phone again.

After reading all the qiē related to Zheng Xiujing, I deleted the communication records and took the ashes that were in the ashtray and poured them out. Lying in the quilt with the smell of smoke, the slight cleanliness habit was completely destroyed by the mood, if the mood was dusty, how could the cleanliness on the body wash it clean.

I yawned, thinking that I still have to go to work tomorrow, and I can't say that I will be able to go to Hong Kong, so I have to rest early today. It's just that I was still thinking about the trip to Hong Kong in my heart just now, but I didn't expect Jiang Xijun's phone call to come over. On the big night, he was in a drunken state, and he still didn't let people be stable. Connected the phone, without waiting for him to speak: "If you have something to say, say it quickly, if you have a fart, say it quickly." ”

was suppressed by my impatient tone, Jiang Xijun, who was shot a little inexplicably, scratched his head, and his tone was paradoxically weak. "I called you to say that the itinerary of Girls' Generation has been confirmed, and tomorrow at 11 o'clock at noon, I will fly to Hong Kong to attend the MAMA Music Festival."

When he said this, Jiang Xijun, who had reacted, wiped his lips unhappily, as if he felt a little embarrassed about his weakness just now. He pressed the back of his head, and as he said the next words, his tone was surprisingly strong.

"Ah, I said, you don't have to go to work tomorrow, I'll go to you at ten o'clock, and then the two of us will go to Hong Kong together. As for the reporters and other VJs interviewed, they will pass later. Seeing his childish abrupt change of tone, I rolled my eyes, thinking that this guy probably had eaten too many brain fragments.

"Why should I go with you? Since I'm an employee of SK Entertainment, of course I have to go with the reporting team, and I'm not the kind of person who does something special. "Try to be as high-sounding as possible, but in fact, I'm afraid that with him, there will be some kind of moth, and my brain can't hold it without a heart.

When the high-sounding reason passed through the microphone, Jiang Xijun was completely unmoved, he didn't even bother to make a superfluous expression. "Namuna (I don't care), I'll pick you up at ten o'clock tomorrow, you don't have a choice." After saying that, he hung up the phone, looked at the blackened phone screen, and I sighed, I always felt that something bad was brewing.

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On the Shili Avenue at the junction of Dongdaemun District and Yongshan District, an Aston Martin DB9 is constantly roaring, at 9:40 in the morning, the morning rush hour has just passed, and there is not a lot of traffic on Shili Avenue. Therefore, this DB9, which was born with its own taunt buff, was able to keep driving, and he left one snail after another behind him by ten percent.

Jiang Xijun, who said that he would come down from my dormitory on time at ten o'clock, overslept today. Afraid of missing an important plane spot, he had to choose to drive, in the past, he has always been a good citizen who "abides by the law".

A black light stopped flowing, and the beast stopped downstairs in my dorm room. I was still brushing my teeth in the dormitory, and soon I heard a knock on the door like a drum.

While brushing his teeth, he walked slowly over and opened the door. When the door opened, Jiang Xijun, who was still brushing his teeth, suddenly became impatient. "Ah, hiong, hey (now, what are you doing)!" I didn't know what he was anxious about, but I still turned around slowly, and then walked slowly to the toilet. Before I could take two steps, a strong force came from behind, and with this strong push, I was knocked into the toilet by the light.

I almost swallowed the toothbrush in my stomach, and I exploded in displeasure, and I raised my hand to give Jiang Xijun a look. However, before he could wave his hand, he was pinched by Jiang Xijun, whose force value was at least twice as high as mine. I don't know where this calf learned the kung fu of pinching the pulse gate with one hand, he moved the position of his hand, held down my pulse gate, and then ............ Then I compromised.

Reluctantly, he brushed his teeth and threw water on his face, which was considered to be the end of his face. Regardless of the messy head from last night's sleep, I went straight out of the bathroom. I opened the wardrobe and closed my eyes, took out a padded jacket and put it on, and it was done. Ready, I walked to the door and put on my shoes, pushing my feet into my fleece boots. I put on my shoes and opened the door, took a step out, and suddenly appeared in an eerie silence.

Looking back, Jiang Xijun didn't know when he started, he was stunned, looking at me, his eyes unswerving. "Any questions?" I asked him with a frown. Kang Seok-jun swallowed, first at my head, then at my clothes, and finally at my shoes. "You're going to wear this, and when you just looked in the mirror, you didn't show your head, a handful of east and west, a mess of frustration?"

After being belittled by Jiang Xijun, oh no, to be precise, after describing it truthfully. I glanced at him lightly: "I was forcibly dragged to work by your brain-dead, not to pick up girls like you, you don't care what I wear, and I only have this." As for the type, cut a type that is exactly like yours, and I will be able to become handsome? Cruelly said a realistic word, Jiang Xijun was speechless after hearing it. He didn't dare to dwell on this problem anymore, so he honestly followed me out of the dormitory.

After going downstairs, I opened the slender door of DB9 and sat in the passenger seat, and the whole person was embedded in the sports seat, which was to give players who advocate a more hearty experience. Fasten your seat belt jiang xijun tapped lightly at his feet although it was not as exaggerated as the sword that left the string. But it was true that a strong sense of pushing back hit, and the scene outside the window began to regress. From Er's to Incheon, take a high road, 34 kilometers, with the performance of this car, if you don't consider the limit, it can be completed in about ten minutes. However, there will always be a lot of rules in this world, and these rules make it impossible for you to go wild at will.

After crawling through the crowded city for a while, passing through the entrance of the city, the straight high road stretches infinitely, and at the end of it, you will find Incheon Airport. The high road is limited to 90 yards, and DB9, which has escaped the quagmire in the city, is starting to run a little more happily. Pressing the window, the wind hit the people and the red seat leather, and Jiang Xijun, who had been silent, glanced sideways at me. "It's better to smoke less, I don't usually touch this thing." When I heard Jiang Xijun's kind words and persuasion, I couldn't help but be a little surprised. It seems that the smell of smoke on my body is really a little too strong. A slight nod was a response to him. Jiang Xijun, who persuaded him, didn't say anything more, and some words were said twice, but in fact, they were no different from once.

Because of the smell of smoke, it seemed that Jiang Xijun, who suddenly remembered something, suddenly changed his expression to be very paradoxical and interesting. This time, he glanced at me again in a very small gesture, and there was a hint of bad taste in his eyes that he was watching a good show. It's a pity I didn't show up.

The signs for how many kilometers are still from Incheon Airport are constantly changing. After a while of silence in the car, Kang Seok-jun spoke again, this time talking about business.

"The schedule of the MV has been adjusted, and after MAMA, I will come back, that is, on the 6th, and officially start filming. The PD has also been decided, it was Wang Yihan PD that I recently dug up from 1ONE Entertainment, he is a very kind person, a Chinese-Korean mixed-race director, who grew up in China since he was a child, and later came to show in South Korea as a PD, and his reputation in the circle is okay. It just so happens that the two of you will not have any problems in communication, and they are both Chinese. I have already greeted him, saying that the shooting of this MV is mainly to let you get experience, and he agreed very happily. So, it's up to you to decide the shooting location and shooting plan. ”

Listening to him, I know that I am lucky, as a guy from a wild road, I want to be a PD, and I can even have a MV for me to practice shooting, which is really extravagant. Licking my lips, I had already made up my mind a long time ago that I would do my best to make this music video beautiful. A few days ago, I have indeed been thinking about the shooting plan of the MV in the way of burning the CPU. Now, the MV that killed 8 million of my brain cells is sitting on my computer. Everything is in place, only the east wind is owed. r1152

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