Ravages Korean Entertainment

Jin Taeyeon dragged her weary footsteps back to the dormitory. She came back later than usual today. It stands to reason that the members had already slept, but she opened the door and found that Yingying Yanyan was discussing what was going on in the hall.

Actually, Taeyeon doesn't know whether to hate this black sea or to thank it. Before the Black Sea, the members had never seen such harmony, intimacy and happiness.

A common disaster broke the ice of contradictions between people, giving everyone an unprecedented sense of belonging and dependence on Girls' Generation as a whole. Even Jung Soo Yeon would hug her, the two apologized to each other and cried.

"Unnie is so late today! I missed the big news!" Lin Yuner jumped up and waved to her.

Kim Taeyeon smiled: "Yoona, you've been filming a TV drama for a day, aren't you tired? What news is so exciting?"

"Dafa!" Sunny clenched his fists with both hands: "It's really Korean! Koreans!"

Kim Taeyeon touched her forehead speechlessly: "Have you been brainwashed by experts on the Internet? What Koreans? Qu Yuan is still Confucius. Could it be Li Bai this time?"

Kim Hyoyeon exclaimed, "What! It's Ann! TerryAnn!"

Kim Taeyeon was startled: "Is it the Grammy's or the Oscar's?"

Quan Yuli jumped up: "The same, they are the same! The creator and singer of the Grammy's best song of the year "Viva LaVida", the author of the Oscar's best original screenplay "Juno"!"

Kim Taeyeon said in surprise: "The same person? Korean?"

Zheng Xiuyan sighed and held the laptop in front of her: "See for yourself."

Kim Taeyeon looked at the screen, only to see the huge title: ""The media's half-year exploration has ended, and the mysterious Ann's identity has been revealed!"

Looking at the content again, the general idea is that when an American reporter was invited to attend Harvard University's current doctoral graduation ceremony, he accidentally discovered that the name TerryAnn appeared on the graduation list of the composition department. This is the name of the mysterious figure who won the Oscar for Best Original Screenplay and was absent from the two major awards ceremonies at the same time. The reporters who beat the chicken blood interviewed Harvard's tutor, and finally confirmed that this new doctor is the mysterious Ann who has been searched by the world's media for half a year.

"It's really the same person." Kim Taeyeon said with admiration, "What an amazing senior, who has achieved such high achievements in both fields of music and screenwriting, yet he is still a Harvard doctor... Doctor! What is this... TerryAnn, whose real name is Ahn Zhengxun, South Korea Seoul people…”

"An An An An An Zhengxun??" Kim Taeyeon shook her hand and almost dropped her notebook on the ground.

"Oni!" Xu Xian rushed over and hugged the notebook tightly, avoiding the torn apart ending.

"A coincidence, it must be a coincidence, how could that ** be Senior Ann?" Kim Taeyeon took a deep breath, scrolled the screen, rolled her eyes, and almost fainted.

On the screen, An Zhengxun showed a bright smile on his face.

Below the photo is this sentence: "…Ann told reporters that the reason why she did not attend the award ceremony was because she did not plan to develop in the United States for a long time, but planned to return to China after obtaining a doctorate degree to contribute to the development of Hallyu culture in her motherland..."

Kim Taeyeon stretched out her fingers, bent and stretched, and finally managed to hold back her shameless face.

Jin Xiaoyuan blinked his eyes: "How is it? Isn't he handsome? And he is very patriotic!"

"Handsome! Very handsome! Patriotic! Very patriotic!" Kim Taeyeon looked around at the eight faces full of nympho, gritted her teeth.

"Really! We searched online and found that Senior An's fansclub already exists, and we all signed up... Taeyeon, come too! Don't you like that Vida song very much!"

"I...I..." Kim Taeyeon touched Wu Qing's undisturbed neck and couldn't help but feel sad.

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Ahn Jung-hoon and Tiger walked into the bar. The bar is dimly lit, surrounded by soft piano music, and the air is full of fresh perfume, which is very comfortable. Looking around, I was surprised to find that there are many faces that often appear on the screen.

"Tiger, how do you know about such a place? It's actually full of entertainers." An Zhengxun said in surprise: "And you came back on the first day like me, and you actually have a membership card here. It seems that you are hiding a lot of things from me. what…"

Tiger shook his head like a wavy drum: "What diamond card did the eldest miss give me at dinner, saying that it was a bar opened by the Zhang family boy, and that it was safe here."

An Zhengxun touched his chin: "Oh? Zhang Xiaosan, he has the vision to open this kind of bar... I guess it's for the use of celebrities. It's safe. Who doesn't know how much he spends. My sister wants to do it. Well? She used to be a star, and she scolded her endlessly, but now she's giving me a star?"

Tiger also touched his chin: "I heard that Madam wants to hug her grandson, but she's so mad that she doesn't care what the woman's identity is."

An Zhengxun rolled his eyes and didn't say anything.

Tiger curled his lips and said, "I don't like it here, it's quiet. There is no moving rhythm of shopping, pole dancing without **** girls, what kind of bar..."

An Zhengxun was about to spit at him when suddenly his eyes narrowed, he stopped, and said lightly: "Although there is no steel pipe, the girl is not **** enough, but it is very interesting."

Tiger followed his gaze and saw two women sitting in a corner, sipping beer and talking. Seeing the face of one of the women, Tiger showed a wicked smile, and wisely found an empty seat and sat down.

An Zhengxun walked straight to the two women, stood at the table, and said lightly, "I heard that you never go to clubs, so it was just talk."

Halfway through the conversation, the woman was suddenly interrupted. She was a little pissed. She turned her head and was about to scold her when suddenly anger froze on her face, and her face began to turn pale. After a long time, he said, "Have you returned to China?"

"Yeah, I actually met you on the first night I came back. You see how fateful it is, why don't you invite me for a drink? Kim Tae Hee XI?"

Kim Tae Hee was pale, bit her lower lip and didn't speak.

Another woman asked quietly, "Euni, who is this?"

An Zhengxun turned to her with a smile: "My surname is An, and it is an honor to share the same name as your husband. Miss Han Jiaren is more beautiful than on TV."

Han Jiaren's face is not very good-looking, what kind of person is this, how can she say such frivolous things as her husband's name when they first meet? But looking at Jin Taixi's pale face, he knew there was something wrong, so he could only suppress his displeasure, and politely got up and shook hands: "So it's Mr. An Zhengxun, hello."

An Zhengxun sat down next to Kim Tae-hee, and said lightly, "Tae-hee and I have been friends for many years, and we haven't seen each other for four or five years. Beauty XI, don't you mind if I sit for a while to catch up?"

Han Jiaren looked at Kim Tae-hee, and saw that she lowered her head and did not respond, she was very curious. Who is Kim Tae Hee? The national goddess, known as the first natural beauty in South Korea, the queen of advertising, the degree of Seoul University has added a bit of noble and confident aura to her, and her prominent family background has made the mad bees stay away. When have you ever seen her showing such a helpless and pitiful expression?

Seeing that An Zhengxun sat down and even raised his wine glass, Jin Taixi sighed helplessly: "I'm sorry, beautiful lady, come here first today, I'll call you back tomorrow about your affairs."

Han Jiaren nodded thoughtfully, took a deep look at An Zhengxun, picked up her satchel and left.

An Zhengxun turned to Han Garen's seat, and Kim Tae Hee looked face to face for a few seconds, then smiled, "I thought it was driving me away."

Kim Tae Hee said expressionlessly, "I don't dare."

An Zhengxun restrained his smile and said lightly, "Have you got it? The freedom, self-improvement, and independence you want?"

Kim Tae Hee squeezed the glass tightly and did not answer.

An Zhengxun sneered: "I heard that you and the tree artist are not very happy. Look, without me, there are still people who restrain you and arrange for you to do things you don't want. The difference is that they will also exploit you, use You, I won't."

Jin Taixi said indifferently: "I can open an independent agency by myself."

An Zhengxun laughed: "There are so many Korean artists, there are many people in UU reading www.uukanshu.com who are not much better than **, why can you use the face of the national goddess to appear in front of people without even a scandal? Today, you should understand that it is not the tree artist who has been protecting you. You hate me for occupying you with power, but why don’t you live by power? You want to be independent? Even I don’t have such a thing, how can you have it? "

Kim Tae Hee bit her lower lip tightly, her slender hand had already pinched the veins.

"Twenty-eight, not too young, think about it yourself." An Zhengxun finished his glass of wine and turned to leave.

"No matter how well I know it, I can't look back." Jin Taixi suddenly said, "Are my uncle and aunt still willing to accept a daughter-in-law who spends all day on the screen making out with other men?"

An Zhengxun stopped and smiled, but his words were very deep: "My aunt is still fine."

Jin Taixi's tears flowed down, and she said softly, "I was relieved that you went to the United States. I don't know why, but I miss you more and more. I regret it, but it's too late."

An Zhengxun looked at her pretty face with pear blossoms and rain, and his thoughts went back to the day we first met. At that time, it was also this beautiful face, more youthful and lively than now, more energetic, with a hint of curiosity in the eyebrows, with a longing for the future, beautiful as if it did not belong to the world.

Now that I am mature, I am more intellectual and more charming, but the amazing glimpse eight years ago is no longer hard to find.

Jin Taixi stood up, hugged his back lightly, and murmured, "Take me away."

An Zhengxun hugged her back and sighed deeply in his heart.

Bowl…