[Korean entertainment] The world of power is here

"Hello."

"Hello, are you Quan Zhilong himself?"

"Yes."

"We are the Seoul Police Department in South Korea. The test results on whether you have inhaled marijuana have come out." The other party's calm tone came from the phone receiver, and Quan Zhilong unconsciously clenched the bath towel in his hand a little nervously.

"The result was positive. It was found that you had smoked a small amount of marijuana. Please go to the police as soon as possible to cooperate with the investigation, otherwise we will prosecute."

"Brother, why aren't you okay? Is it Miss An Hai who called?" Shengli changed his clothes and found that Quan Zhilong stood there holding his mobile phone for a long time without moving. shoulder, the man turned his head, his eyes filled with shock and sadness.

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"Okay, after three or four hours, wash the tattooed area with warm water, dry it with a towel, and wash it every day after that. Don't take a bath or expose it to the sun. When scabs form, you must not scratch them, you know? "The tattooist put the money into the counter and instructed carefully, this customer is getting tattooed for the first time, if you don't pay attention to these things, it is easy to get inflamed.

"Understood, thank you." An Hai took the change he found and stuffed it into his bag, the tattoo on his fingers looming as he moved.I don't know why I suddenly wanted to get a tattoo recently, so I got a tattoo on my finger when he was going to Japan for an event.

The three fingers were tattooed with ?F$.

As soon as he walked out of the tattoo shop, he received a call from someone who was busy in Japan. He was about to tell him that he had a tattoo, but before he could speak, he had already opened his mouth. It was probably in a very quiet place. He asked, An Hai , Is there something wrong with the cigarette that man gave me in the club in May?

The hot sun in August blinded her eyes, she leaned on the wall to barely stand still, and asked what was wrong with a trembling voice, why did she suddenly ask what was wrong and what was wrong.

The police detected it.An Hai, why didn't you tell me earlier.

where are you?

the company.

Hanging up the phone, An Hai hurried to YG company, but he couldn't find anyone in the recording studio where he usually stays. He called him in a hurry, but no one answered. When he walked out of the recording studio, he saw his assistant walking away. However, I learned that he is currently being trained in the president's office.

"Do you have any brains? Don't you think it's not messy enough? Don't you think there are not enough things in the company?! At what point did you make trouble!" Taking the elevator to Yang Xianshuo's office, the door of the office was not closed tightly. Standing outside the door, I faintly heard Yang Xianshuo yelling in a raised voice, "The thing I regret the most now is to renew the contract with you! Do you understand how much our company will lose if this incident breaks out! Dacheng's matter has not subsided After you do this kind of thing again, do you still have the self-consciousness as an artist!"

With the sound of glass smashing to the ground, the room fell completely silent.

After a while, the door opened from the inside, and she subconsciously hid back but looked at Quan Zhilong, followed by her manager Jin Nanguo and Miss Bao Xing, all three of them looked unhappy.When the door was about to close, the man in the boss chair in the office spoke again, squinting and said, "Quan Zhilong, you are the source of the evil of Bigbang. I haven't been in front of me for a while, I feel upset, let's go." "

The man's face was ashen, he lowered his head and pursed his lips and left the office behind Jin Nanguo. An Hai suddenly felt the burning pain of the tattoo between her fingers. She frowned and looked at Quan Zhilong's back, and stepped forward to push him away. Looking at the person on the boss chair with the door still closed tightly, he said. "President Yang, please don't forget that the source of evil you said looked at the upset person, and it was the captain you personally selected."

Even if something like this happened today, he still had an announcement to catch up, and he was sitting in the empty lounge with his mobile phone in a daze with blank eyes during the waiting break.An Hela opened the door and sat down beside him, holding his cold hand for a long time before saying, "That man is Joker's ex-boyfriend, he gave you that cigarette deliberately in revenge, sorry, sorry."

"I picked up the cigarettes myself, it's my problem." Scratching his scalp, he couldn't cheer up, "The president said that the company will find a way to suppress this matter, if it breaks out... An Hai, what do you say?" What should I do then?"

He turned his head and smiled at her miserably, which was uglier than crying.

"No, definitely not." How could a dream that was so hard to come true be willing to break it with his own hands?An Hai reached out and gave him a hug.

Although YG has been pressing this matter down, it still can't stop the rumors in the public. It is inevitable to be asked this kind of question when participating in public events. The event was irrelevant and refused.Slowly, the rumors outside became more and more fierce.

And she can also feel his growing anxiety day by day, he can't sleep all night, he stays up late writing songs and smoking more and more every day, and in the daytime he stands smiling in front of the public as if he's okay, on the other hand YG's public relations are also doing their homework desperately (YG's public relations are all under the control of the cafeteria aunt), so that they can be ready at any time = to make the first response when the incident is exposed.

The tiredness in his eyes became more and more serious, An Hai sometimes stayed up late with him, but always fell asleep first, and when he woke up, he was lying on the bed covered with a quilt, and the man had long since disappeared.

Until one night when he was sleeping with him in his arms, An Hai said, "Zhilong, we can't live in fear forever, instead of worrying all day, we should cherish the present time and indulge.

Yes, instead of worrying about the day when things will break out all day long, it is better to indulge now.

So after that day, his rest time was spent with her, getting tattoos like fingerprints on his fingers; playing skateboarding all night downstairs, even if his palms and knees were worn out; sitting on the floor with his legs crossed in the middle of the night The two of them went to the hairdresser together to change their hairstyles. An Hai cut his hair shorter and dyed it a bright red color, while Quan Zhilong shaved his hair completely, giving him a smooth look. It's like going to military service.

After changing his hairstyle, countless people around him asked, "Quan Zhilong, are you going to serve in the military?"

After hearing so much, he also asked An Hai with his dark head, if she really went to serve in the military, would she run away with others.An Hai tapped his forehead and said, no, I will wash, cook and take care of the children at home, waiting for your conversion every day.

Pull it down, where are our children.

Tiger.How much like you look.

After speaking, the two fell on the bed and laughed badly.

Quan Zhilong didn't have any activities on the second day, and the two made an appointment to go climbing to watch the sunrise together.Like all children who are going on a spring outing, the two bought a bunch of snacks at the supermarket and set the alarm clock. The next morning, they got up in a daze and stood in front of the bathroom mirror to brush their teeth together.

"I'm so sleepy..." An Hai gritted his toothbrush and brushed his teeth mechanically up and down, "Otherwise, let's go again next time."

"Okay...no way!" Although his eyes were slightly closed but his will was firm, he took a sip of water from his cup and patted An Hai's shoulder, then spit out the water as if vomiting blood, and said with a pretentious expression covering his heart , "This, this toothpaste is poisonous...can't brush, can't, brush..."

The words were almost choked to death by the mouthwash, and the two held their toothbrushes and opened their mouths to laugh.

As if enjoying the last carnival, they ignore any rumors from the outside world, and live in their own fictional world with their ears and eyes covered and deceiving themselves every day.However, this fiction will be broken one day, won't it?

In a blink of an eye, the days turned to September, and the traditional Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching. Quan Zhilong invited An Hai to go back with him, but she said seriously that she would visit her mother's grave.In the past, he and Tablo went to visit the grave together, but this year he will visit his father's grave. The first year's visit is always more difficult.

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, An Hai got up early in the morning and drove to the cemetery alone, but he never expected to meet someone he hadn't seen for a long time there.

A bunch of pale yellow chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone, surrounded by people who came to visit the grave, standing in front of the grave of the deceased in black, laughing or crying sadly, while the person sat in a wheelchair and drank the sacrificial wine leisurely Fruit wine, glass after glass,

"Hey, it's such a rare coincidence this year, did you change your hairstyle? It's pretty." Ancheng accompanied his current wife to visit the grave at this time every year. Because of his leg and foot problems, his family's grave was basically cleaned by a special person, and he came here when he was free. See if she's not free.

And An Hai's year-round study and sacrifice abroad only started in the past two years, so it was a coincidence that the two met.

"Your mother didn't like to eat muffins the most when she was alive." The man in the wheelchair drank the wine in the glass and was a little tipsy, watching An Hai squatting in front of the tombstone and arranging muffins, fruit wine and other things one by one. Said, "But I have to do it every Mid-Autumn Festival. She never eats it after finishing it. Every time I eat it alone, it makes me afraid of eating muffins now."

An Hai didn't reply to his words, he lit a few incense sticks and planted them in the designated positions, and then took out the tools prepared in advance to clean up the weeds that came out of the cracks in the stones beside the tombstone.

"Why didn't you answer when I was talking to you?" Throwing the disposable cup of fruit wine on the ground, "Those who don't know really think you are so affectionate as mothers and daughters. To be honest, I didn't bring you up. How long have you been with your mother? What's the point of doing it against me now?"

"Then how long have you been with me?" He finally replied, digging out the tenacious weeds in the crevices of the rocks with a shovel.

"Yes, the time I stayed with you is too short to make you so uneducated, talk back to me and disrespect your elders..."

The squatting person threw the things in his hand, and then quickly put the other irrelevant things he brought into the bag, got up, turned around without saying a word, and was about to leave.The person in the wheelchair didn't give in, and said slowly, "This is the last reminder, you really have bad eyesight, and the boyfriend you picked is that kind of guy."

"Can you say that again."

"Do you think you don't know, you smoke marijuana! Don't look at what the rumors outside are like..."

"You don't need to meddle in my affairs! What right do you have to meddle in me!"

"I'm not qualified to control you? I'm still your legal guardian, huh, tell me, you wrote songs for so long and haven't written anything serious..."

"You haven't written it yet, so shut up." He grabbed the things in his hand and left without looking back.

"Look at what kind of daughter we gave birth to. I'm almost so mad." The person in the wheelchair smiled wryly, looking at the person in the photo with a beautiful face and a warm smile, a trace of warmth flashed in his eyes.