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Jiang Xijun's words gradually revealed a taste of schadenfreude. He glanced at me, whose constipation expression was getting heavier and heavier, and continued to carry out his analysis obscenely.

"The only thing I'm glad about is that what you need to use twice, it's Wang PD's team. This person is also talented and arrogant, but after all, he is Chinese like you. In his bones, he does not adhere to the system of seniors and seniors so old-fashionedly. If it's someone else's team that you're requisitioning instead, you're going to have to worry about that PD. Even if I have the surface to calm down, I may not be able to calm the secret. ”

Regarding the fact that there is trouble to find me, and it is also a trouble within his SK, Kang Seok-jun doesn't seem to care at all. He picked up the chopsticks heartlessly, and I raised my hand and scratched my hair, a little irritable.

After eating a few bites of food, Jiang Xijun took another drink to himself. The bottle of wine that had just been opened was a little empty, and after drinking, he brewed for a while. The grinning expression on his face was completely retracted, and when he spoke again, he took on a little seriousness.

"Well, wait until this shoot is over. How are you going to build your own team? ”

A serious question was asked, and the table was silent for a moment, and my hand scratching my hair stopped.

"Actually, as a person who has to go a long way, you don't have to care if what you do offends someone. If you always cringe, you'll be held back. When the time comes, you can just look at the candidates. If you fancy whichever one you like, just click directly. Whether it's our own SK Entertainment TV station, or the public and private TV stations. Or it's a variety show, I'll find a way to get it for you. ”

Just as I hesitated. Jiang Xijun used a very flat tone, and he was extremely domineering and cut a smooth road for me.

Retract the hand that scratches your hair. Place on the table. I stuck out my tongue and ran my lower lip from left to right...... Didn't speak for a while.

Silence, it was a long silence. Regarding my expressionless and unresponsive face, Jiang Xijun looked a little surprised. But after savoring the only silence in Itaewon, he smiled and waved his hand as if he had realized something.

"Please, you don't have to be too burdened, okay? In other words, this is also an investment for me, as long as your team can be well established, then whether it is in terms of MV. or in the future variety shows, it will be of great help. ”

The silence ended, and the arrogant Jiang Xijun half-got up and reached over and patted me on the shoulder. I had been thinking about things and came back to my senses and barely managed to squeeze out a smile. It wasn't until he sat back in his chair that I spoke slowly.

"If I form a team, I'll do it myself. After all, this is my own set of team, and I will lobby for whoever I fancy -- and I won't trouble you to meddle in this matter. ”

The sluggish tone crept up on the wooden table. I squinted my gaze, playing with an iron chopstick in my hand, and my mind was wonderful.

Maybe it's the frustration just now, or maybe it's something else. I'm going to get off his Bugatti Wai Airlines. Walk on your own feet once. Maybe...... In the future, there will be more and more such plans.

Kang Seok-jun, who had already made up his mind to release the "Ultimate Connections" again to gather people for me, heard my refusal. There was no sign of a deterioration in his expression. He chuckled and shrugged his shoulders.

"Then it's up to you. If you rely on yourself to attract people into the team. It's hard, but one thing is pretty good. Build a team your way. It's definitely going to be more cohesive than the team I've built by digging corners. ”

The dish that goes well with wine is undoubtedly peanuts. But by this time, the plate of peanuts had bottomed out. After speaking, Jiang Xijun raised his hand to find the uncle and came to another plate. When the peanuts landed on the table, he took a few with his hand and threw them into his mouth.

"According to you, it's only a few days away from shooting. If you have any plans tomorrow, whether to choose a venue or something else, you can go directly to Wang PD to discuss. ”

The matter of forming a team to select people was so lightly exposed by Jiang Xijun, who was chewing peanuts. I followed suit, and then dragged the peanut plate in front of him towards me.

"What did you say about meeting with director Zhao Xiuxian. Didn't you say he wanted to see me? Why haven't anyone contacted me yet? ”

Jiang Xijun, who was robbed of the peanut plate, shoved my words into his ear, and at the same time reached out to press the edge of the plate, and then exerted his strength and began to drag it to his own side.

"Director Zhao Xiuxian's side contacted me directly. But he's been abroad lately, and I don't know if he's busy filming or something else. He said that when he returned to China, he would arrange a meeting time immediately. I guess that when you finish filming this SJ's MV, he'll be back soon. ”

With two sticky hands, he finally pressed the peanut plate to the middle of the table. The two of them, who were more satisfied with the result, tacitly took a cup, and then comfortably copied their hands into the plate together, picked up a few peanuts, and threw them into their mouths.

"Originally, when I listened to that part of the recording this afternoon, I had a good feeling. But as soon as I had a picture in my head, I was immediately interrupted by the guy Sunny. At that time, her noisy appearance directly tore a little bit of my inspiration to shreds. ”

The hand that was dragging the plate had been released, and when he heard me say that something happened in the afternoon, Kang Seok-joon automatically made up the appearance of the perverted Kyu, and then laughed there.

"With her here, you don't want to be quiet. In other words, how do you feel after eating the food made by Xiujing? ”

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At four o'clock in the morning, wake up in endless darkness. By the faint light of the street lamp outside the window, I fumbled and drank a glass of water. After two minutes, lie down again. The next time you open your eyes, it is the sun at ** o'clock in the morning.

I drank a lot last night, and I can't remember how I came back. But it's not completely broken, at least there is one detail that I remember very clearly. That is--Kang Seok-jun asked me how I felt after eating the food made by Xiujing. I replied to him with two words, which was good.

Stroking his somewhat heavy head, he drank the second glass of water and went into the bathroom. While taking a shower that I wasn't sure if I had done yesterday, I brushed my teeth and wiped my face. Still in the same familiar old posture, raise your left arm straight to avoid the wound from getting wet. I've mastered this skill.

After taking care of everything and leaving the bathroom, it was time for the tougher challenge - dressing. At the critical juncture when the wound is just beginning to heal, every time you get dressed, it is a long and laborious battle. First of all, it is the most difficult**, and the larger limb movements can often easily pull the painful nerves. Then there's jeans, which require a pretty good balance. By the time these two parts are done, the belt will be much easier.

Just then, there was a knock on the door. I had just wrapped up my belt and walked straight over without doubt, ready to open the door. Not long after Sujing Taeyeon and the others left last night, they called again one by one. Xiujing called because she suddenly had an itinerary, saying that she didn't have time to come over in the past two days. The other one called Kim Taeyeon, and she asked me what I wanted for breakfast tomorrow. I thought about it for a while on the other end of the phone, and I said that I had something to do tomorrow, so she didn't have to come.

So at this time, the knocker on the door, except for Zhang Bo, who came back from Antarctica, must be no one else.

Pulling open the door, a figure suddenly jumped out of the door, and it appeared gorgeously in a superhuman S-bi pose. Faced with this figure, I chose to ignore it, and as soon as I opened the door, I turned around and walked to the closet to find my new down jacket.

As soon as I entered the door, I was glamorously ignored, and Zhang Bo did not seem to be the slightest sad. He took off his shoes neatly and leaned towards me without a heart.

Yesterday's black sweater was wet by Kim Taeyeon, and she only wore a white sweater inside because she wanted to wear a down jacket that had a good warmth effect. Ignoring Zhang Bo, who came over from the side, I took out the down jacket from the wardrobe that was incompatible with the color of the entire wardrobe and began to put it on my body.

Maybe it's because he just came back from Antarctica, and he hasn't seen him for a long time, which makes Zhang Bo very happy from the moment he enters the door. This made him overlook a detail. But when I put on my coat, that detail was inevitably revealed.

The bright expression of Xiao Hi was originally a little high, but in the corner of my eye, the speed of light froze. And in his afterglow, my left hand, wrapped in white gauze, was clear to 1080p.

Left hand, right hand, tucked into the cuffs, down jacket fully dressed. Zhang Bo on the side, his eyes were cold and hard, he frowned, staring at my hand, as if he wanted to see through the gauze.

Pulling at my collar slightly, I sighed. It's time to explain again, and it's a job I'm about to do.

For the next fifty minutes, one person on either side of the wooden table.

I first spent 10 minutes briefly talking about what I didn't think was really necessary, the whole story of the Tokyo incident.

After that, I spent another 10 minutes talking about why I saved Kim Taeyeon. Finally, I carefully explained S&M's handling of this matter.

It took half an hour.

I know what is the real reason why Zhang Bo's expression has become continuously gloomy, after knowing him for so long, he has already clearly realized who is really cruel in this circle. So, I had to work a lot to get his anger gone.

The dust had completely settled on the entire Tokyo incident at 5 o'clock this afternoon.

As a result, any anger is useless. I don't want my own affairs to profoundly affect the mood of this guy in front of me. (To be continued......) i1292

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