A bustling, late at night, back to silence.

The writer Min Jing pushed open the door of the office directly, she stood in front of Pei Junshi, who looked unfazed, and asked vigorously:

"Are you insulting everyone's IQ?"

As soon as I heard my own writer come up, it was this direct and merciless sentence.

Pei Junshi tugged at the corners of his mouth, and said in a somewhat ridiculous tone:

"Min Jing, you seem to have condensed a lot of negative emotions now."

"I'm not kidding, PDNIM."

Hearing that he didn't even shout "Oba" and that tone of suppressed anger, he knew that Writer Min Jing was really angry.

"I know, but you don't know a thing." As if remembering something, his gaze was still looking straight at her, his eyes deep and clear.

"Minjing, you know what? Just last week, right now, to this day, how many people have come to me through various channels, and how many things representing desire have been placed on my desk. ”

"So pdnim, you admit it? You're playing fools at everyone, and you're underestimating the power of the people. ”

"I don't have anything to admit, so Min Jing, you underestimate the power of some people too much."

Pei Junshi smiled self-deprecatingly.

"You can't imagine at all, sitting in this position, how I live, do you think I, as the main PD, am very cruel from above?"

When he decided to do Produce 48, Pei Junshi was conscious, and he would encounter and face countless problems about "sensitive positions" between countries.

But he still underestimated the "strength" of these people, as well as the perseverance of those clubs for their own trainees.

"Min Jing, when they just use the inferior means of temptation to deal with me, they show one thing, that is, these really high-minded people, their perception of me, the way they look at me in their hearts, is the kind of discrimination that goes deep into the bone marrow, and it is the kind of mental destruction that they look down on from head to toe, do you understand?!"

"So! You've compromised, haven't you? Xiao Liang is just your chips. ”

Min Jing didn't want to hear anything else, what she really cared about was this thing from beginning to end.

Pei Junshi shook his head, and his tone returned to Ran:

"It doesn't matter, I've already made her debut, I've done my best, but you haven't understood one thing yet, no matter how popular she is now, even if she gets a TER debut? Popularity, which only has a short shelf life, may deteriorate and rot at any time due to external factors. ”

"Huh." Writer Min Jing couldn't help but sneer, she already knew the answer, and looked at Pei Junshi with unreasonable eyes.

"A child's dream, at least it shouldn't be described by words like spoilage and rancidity, Pei Junshi pdnim, you—sooner or later, you will also be haunted by the stench."

"I said, the people... It should be said that it is a human being, people's memories and emotions are accompanied by 'forgetfulness', which will be self-forgetful with the immutability of facts and the continuous passage of time, so time will cover everything, and there is no need to find evidence in the facts, they are all expired, they don't count, and they are useless. ”

Listened to so many ridiculous words.

There is only one sentence that makes the writer Min Jing nod and make a decision:

"Inside, time will tell, and there will be a day when someone will ignore the expiration date, in the stinking garbage, turn out the core of the truth inside, I hope pdnim, in your future life, without people like me, you can meet someone who is willing to wake you up."

Pei Junshi smiled dumbly, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

The tense atmosphere was temporarily ended.

He looked at her and asked softly:

"It turns out that Minjing, you are here to say goodbye?"

"Inside."

"yes, if you don't mind, can you ask where to go?"

"Kim Tae-ho PD, who was originally an infinite challenge, now has a new planner and asked my opinion, I was still hesitant at first, but now I have decided."

"Ah~ Brother Taeho." Hearing that it was this powerful figure in the variety show industry, Pei Junshi suddenly realized, and then captured the change in attitude in Min Jing's words, looked at Min Jing curiously, and asked suspiciously:

"Why did you hesitate at first, but now you decide to go, is it interesting to plan it?"

"It's not."

Min Jing shook her head.

At this time, Pei Junshi was a little interested, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "What is that?" ”

Writer Min Jing didn't answer immediately, and her gentle and persistent eyes contained thousands of thoughts.

She had been in the Infinite Challenge and had experienced the power and charisma of that legendary PD.

But what attracted her the most was that she admired the most-

"True."

Seeing Bae Junshi, who was silent for a moment, Min Jing continued: "Thank you for taking care of me during this time, so this is the last time I am a writer at Produce 48, and it is also the last time I will report to you." ”

"Inside, let's talk."

"One, as a PD, you should understand one thing, numbers can be faked, but the eyes of the people are not blind, two, as a man, you let the girl you admire the most in your heart be hurt, indifferent, and in the end, you don't know what is wrong, which is really disappointing!

”

After talking to herself, Min Jing, after politely saluting, turned around and left without looking back.

Pei Junshi leaned heavily on the back of the chair and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Gave the mood a few minutes to calm down.

But at this moment, there was a knock at the door.

He opened his eyes and looked up, first with long legs, and then with amazing body curves, and almost without thinking about it, he blurted out:

"Zhu Jing?"

"Inside, it's me."

The simple dress of high-waisted jeans and high-necked short T-shirts is still beautiful and delicate against the backdrop of high appearance and devilish figure, and the goddess is full of fan.

Seeing the smiling goddess of the production team, Bae Junshi couldn't figure out her purpose.

He just wanted to speak, but he didn't expect Zhu Jing to speak first:

"I'm here to say goodbye to you."

"You too?"

"Also?"

Writer Zhu Jing frowned suspiciously at first, and then used to tilting his head slightly to think, and seemed to understand something for a moment, and then showed a meaningful and charming smile.

"Ah~"

She understands it too.

It seems that before, there was a sister who took the lead and had already come~ But it doesn't matter.

"Thank you very much Pei Junshi Oba, but my materials have been almost collected, I think it's time, and I should say sorry to you, and goodbye, I won't participate in the next season of the PD series."

"Is it because of Jiang Xiaoliang?"

wanted to figure it out, so Pei Junshi cut straight to the point.

Zhu Jing smiled but did not speak.

She didn't bother to answer this question.

There was no reason to refuse, or he saw such a silent picture, and knew that no matter how deep he looked, he would not answer, so he could only choose to face it and retain the last decency.

"Can I ask? Zhu Jingna, what is your work called? ”

"Hmm~ The goddess has descended?"

"You... Is it a name that you want to think of temporarily? What about inspiration? ”

Pei Junshi smiled slightly bitterly, thinking that she was perfunctory.

But Zhu Jing shook her head, she was very sincere and serious about her favorite comics.

While talking about inspiration, he smiled lightly.

The goddess Zhu Jing writer seems to have remembered her favorite ball-headed girl.

"The heroine is an ordinary person." - She amazed the world as soon as she appeared.

"But I love makeup." - One of the things she hates the most is makeup.

"The core of the story, to put it simply, is the outer skin, far less than the inner soul to make people fall in love, if you patiently understand a person's inner beauty, you will find that kind people have a fascinating charm in their hearts."

One of the most romantic ways to remember a person, this is Zhu Jing's love for someone, in the most special way, in addition to painting her, but also turning everything about her upside down.

"Then, the prototype of the heroine is Jiang Xiaoliang?"

"Oh, it's me~ Ren Zhujing."

"Inside?!"

"Ha, the appearance is pretending to be bad, the justice that should be, the kindness that should be, the innocence that should be there is a lot, the arrogance and the sense of contrast, isn't it quite similar? The male protagonist is the prototype of Xiao Liang'er~"

Seeing the old-fashioned, serious Pei Junshi didn't understand.

Writer Zhu Jing smiled and said briskly:

"You don't know what a romantic reversal is."

She is different from Min Jing's writer, she thinks that Xiao Liang has made her debut, and whether she ranks or not, it is secondary, or even insignificant.

Because the fact is that Jiang Xiaoliang made his debut.

The result is the most important thing!

Some people can not be completely defined by a simple popularity, Jiang Xiaoliang's charm and potential, even a top-level limited girl group can't be suppressed~

Pei Junshi couldn't keep up with Zhu Jing's thoughts as a writer.

Maybe comic book writers are so whimsical, uninhibited ideas.

Zhu Jing's departure was not dragging the mud and water, it was neat.

As for her, she is actually very jealous and envious of that group of trainee girls, she actually wants to be the heroine in "Jiang Xiaoliang's Story"!

Every time, when she saw others being loved and protected by her, the envy in Sister Zhu Jing's eyes was about to overflow.

About the "forbidden" love, which can only be hidden in the comics, it can be realized...

"Peng—"

Before Bae Junshi could accept the reality, the door was opened again.

The chocolate writer had already rushed in, and the corners of Pei Junshi's mouth twitched.

"Again?!"

"Huh?!"

Without even thinking about it, the chocolatier said directly:

"I'm leaving, I'm going to do PD."

"Moragu?"

"pdnim, don't talk about you, I also think it's amazing, just at the end of the show, someone suddenly contacted me and said that he wanted me to be in charge of a group show, I thought about it, I have no reason to refuse, I will never be a writer for a talent show again, I want to be a PD."

That feeling of powerlessness that the chocolatier doesn't want to experience anymore, she wants power, she wants a position where she can do what she wants.

"Is it also because of Jiang Xiaoliang?"

Pei Junshi's low, complex voice tried to hide his restless and suppressed heart.

But for the chocolate writer, where is there any sense of oppression, in his words, there is only a sense of congestion that cannot be relieved.

"Inside."

The chocolate writer looked at Pei Junshi without fear.

I don't know why, but what she tasted out of it was-

Still with paranoid affection, and a bit of madness.

And with a bit of hopeless sneer.

"Thank you for your guidance on this paragraph, thank you very much! See you if you have a chance, Pei Junshi pdnim. ”

The chocolatier bowed and left in style.

But just as she was about to walk out of the door, she seemed to suddenly remember something, turned around, and deliberately reminded Pei Junshi, who was bowing her head and contemplating, with a gloomy expression:

"Oh, by the way, I remember when I came just now, Shen PD seemed to be following me, I guess there is something to find you, look at the time, it's almost up, you get ready."

"Smack..."

A blue journal fell to the ground.

He picked it up quietly.

And the chocolate writer who turned around also quietly pursed a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

She didn't feel pity for him at all, but felt very happy.

I always like to use the reason of "growing up", and try my best to treat children in an extreme way, to put it bluntly, just to satisfy my deformed "desires".

She has a preference for Jiang Xiaoliang, as we all know.

"I don't want to be a talent show writer anymore!

”

Therefore, this experience is also an unforgettable pain and powerless embarrassment in her life.

She believed in him and would pay for it.

It will slowly make sense of the Tao, and what kind of forced growth is both painful and side effects.

The door closed, leaving Pei Junshi alone.

After a long time, a low and suppressed voice slowly sounded inside: "I am the oldest in PD 48..."

"No one dares to care about me..."

"No one can..."

Empty and paranoid, pitiful and hateful.