After finalizing the specific time, Lee Hyori and Sung Yuri took their leave.
After seeing the two of them off, Zhang Zhengxun felt a little sad for a moment.
It’s hard to repay a love debt, so how can we live up to a girl’s hazy first love?
One if song, one sad song.
A song of lovesickness, a song of tenderness.
But I can't describe the girl's hazy and uneasy love.
Sweet to the point of sadness, honey to the point of hesitation.
From the moment the girl let him put the headdress that seemed to represent the promise between the two of them gently on her head, both of them actually understood.
This is a sweet love that has just begun but is already destined to be sad.
This feeling, this love, seems to be very inexplicable, but it also seems to be common sense.
It seems right to describe the relationship between two people as love at first sight.
But it seems that there is something more.
With such a song and such a sentiment, as a creator and one of the protagonists in the story, how could Zhang Zhengxun easily hand over this song to others to sing?
In a flash, three months passed quietly.
In the past three months, Zhang Zhengxun has listened to more than a dozen songs every day, and bit by bit he has been looking for singers who feel right.
Songs from seniors who have been debuting for many years, young artists who have just debuted, or trainees who have not yet debuted are being screened one by one and savored sentence by sentence.
But unfortunately, for three whole months, no singer could impress him.
As the time draws closer, the TV series "Hong Gil Dong" has finally started filming.
And with the activation of Kuaishou Hong Gildong, the battle concerning DZ's life and death is finally coming.
The process is boring, but the result makes people crazy with joy "I'm getting rich, I'm getting rich, haha, Wu Xijie, your father's son is getting rich," he said as if he was crazy, holding the green notes in his hand and throwing them to the sky.
"Hua Hua" like scattered notes flying in the sky like butterflies.
With loud laughter, Wu Xijie threw handfuls of banknotes into the air, and then slowly fell down one by one.
"Haha, uh, Zhengxun."
However, just when Wu Xijie was about to go crazy with joy, he suddenly saw Zhang Zhengxun, who had been distracted from the beginning.
He was stunned for a moment, as if his whole body was being tapped.
The corners of his mouth that were about to reach behind his ears twitched twice, and his mood gradually calmed down.
Frowning, he grabbed a handful of unfinished banknotes and handed them to Zhang Zhengxun.
His eyes shone with a strange light and he laughed happily: "Zhengxun, we are getting rich.
We are getting rich."
"Oh" Zhang Zhengxun's response was just a slight reply without even raising his head.
"We got rich," Wu Xijie seemed dissatisfied with Zhang Zhengxun's perfunctory behavior and said loudly and word by word.
"I know."
Zhang Zhengxun breathed out softly and raised his head gently.
Surprisingly, his eyes were just calm.
The handful of bills that were handed to him seemed to be just blank pieces of paper in his eyes.
"What's wrong with you?
Shouldn't you be happy?
We've made a fortune."
Wu Xijie frowned, very dissatisfied with Zhang Zhengxun's attitude.
Too disappointing "Of course I'm happy because I've made money."
Zhang Zhengxun squeezed out a chuckle, but it was so bitter.
"What's wrong with you?"
Wu Xijie frowned, as if he couldn't understand how someone could not like money.
"It's okay, I'm just worried that I haven't found a suitable singer for the song yet."
"Go to hell, I thought it was a big deal.
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It's just OST anyway.
Just find something similar.
You said you are the same.
Just because of this inexplicable feeling, you wasted three months of your life."
Zhang Zhengxun smiled softly, stood up, and strolled to Wu Xijie's side without paying any attention to his steps.
He patted him on the shoulder, turned around and left without saying anything.
"Oh my god, there are people who don't like banknotes."
Wu Xijie couldn't understand Zhang Zhengxun's thoughts.
He shrugged, turned around and looked at the stacks of green banknotes in the lockbox, the enthusiasm in his eyes ignited again.
"By the way" Zhang Zhengxun, who was about to walk out of the room, suddenly remembered something and whispered: "When you leave, remember to take those things away.
My secretary is not your cleaner."
"Ah" blinked his eyes, and the smile on the corner of Wu Xijie's mouth completely froze.
Yu looked at the notes all over the ground without tears.
"Pa" he slapped himself casually, "I owe you my money.
Oh my God, I owe you my money."
Ignoring Wu Xijie, who was in pain and happily picking up money one by one, he went to see Zhang Zhengxun who left the room.
Doesn't he love money?
How could he not be a saint?
But why is his mood not high?
Very simple.
A message.
Just in the past hour, hundreds of people committed suicide
The reason lies in the stock market crash this morning The collapse, like the collapse of a snowy mountain, finally fell to the bottom in less than two hours after brewing for nearly half a year.
The patches of green color on the display board have no other existence The total assets of almost all listed companies in South Korea were wiped out by more than half in an instant.
The South Korean government rescued three times, but the results of the three times only made people more desperate.
The banknotes placed in front of him were stained with that desperate red liquid.
If he has Wu Xijie’s character, he naturally won’t care.
In their dictionary, the only thing they have is the winner and the loser.
"Oh, when did you become so sentimental?
Hypocrisy, hypocrisy, my conscience is ridiculous."
The self-deprecating chuckle revealed a hint of helplessness.
It's not that he doesn't know the consequences of doing this, nor is he sentimental.
Since he has decided to get a vote, since he has made this choice, Zhang Zhengxun naturally has enough psychology to bear the sin caused.
But the mood will inevitably be affected.
After all, he is still just a young man who has just turned twenty.
Although I have witnessed the filth in the industry with my own eyes, I have always only seen it from a third perspective.
Even if I understand, even if I understand, it has never been like this today.
The tragic ending was all caused by him.
Although he couldn't change his mind for a while, Zhang Zhengxun had a good way to divert his attention.
That is to find the most suitable singer for that song If it was just an obsession at the beginning, now it is all his heart and soul.
It seems that only using this escape-like method can make him feel better inside.
Walking aimlessly on the street alone, in a state of confusion, is a different kind of feeling.
It seems painful and sad, but it feels like a big stone is blocking my chest.
Can't swallow it, can't spit it out.
A wry smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, never expecting that it would have such a big impact on him.
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Just as Zhang Zhengxun was strolling on the street thoughtfully, he saw a familiar yet unfamiliar figure inadvertently looking back.
Kim Taeyeon This SNSD captain, this little guy who succeeded In Jung as SNSD captain, hurried away with a worried look on his face.
Zhang Zhengxun opened his mouth, but did not call her.
It's just a friend I met because of Xiaoxian, so there is no need or need to care too much.
However, her worried face was due to something happening: