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"Xiuying... Come and let Ernie see if anything has changed?" When she arrived at the practice room early the next morning, Cui Xiuying was inhumanly watched by her sisters. Zheng Xiuyanhe thought of how hard it was to walk the next day because of the pain, and even more curiously looked around Cui Xiuying, "Xiuying, why are you walking normally?"

"Yeah!" Cui Xiuying shivered with anger: "You guys are still in Girls' Generation! Do you look like a girl?"

"O, O'Neill..." Xu Xian blushed and said, "Several are not anymore..."

"Xu Xiaoxian, you..." Cui Xiuying didn't expect that the one who stabbed the most ruthlessly was Xu Xian, who was known to be the most old-fashioned and upright.

It's just that Xu Xian's words were actually a map cannon, and he automatically gathered teammates for Cui Xiuying. Zheng Xiuyan pinched Xu Xian's face: "Xiao Xian, who did you learn so badly from!"

Xu Xian was still blushing: "I-I'm just stating a fact..."

"Hey..." The three girls who were not girls were so angry that Cui Xiuying simply overturned Xu Xian and shouted: "Oppa, come and do the family law!"

An Zhengxun, who was watching the show righteously, smiled and said, "Xiao Xian is not from my family. You can do it yourself as Ernie."

"Clap! Clap! Clap!" The three women slapped each other, Xu Xian clutched his **** and was about to cry: "Oni, you can't do this..."

Lin Yuner jumped out and protected Xu Xian behind her: "Don't bully Xiaoxian."

Cui Xiuying smiled and said, "When you are not, I will see that you are still protecting her."

Lin Yuner glanced at An Zhengxun's face with beautiful eyes, and said faintly, "People don't look down on me."

An Zhengxun finally couldn't put on a wooden man, he coughed twice, and said, "Okay, okay, rehearsal."

"Cut! It's boring." For An Zhengxun's unpleasant behavior. The girls expressed their contempt, but they also knew which was more important, so they still lined up honestly.

An Zhengxun looked at Lin Yuner quietly for a moment. Lin Yuner avoided his gaze, expressionless. An Zhengxun knew that this girl must have been injured a little. But he was helpless. It is true that he and Lin Yuner have the deepest fate and have the most intersections, but I don't know why, but I always feel that there is something wrong, and they don't feel as natural as Cui Xiuying.

An Zhengxun felt that he really did not understand himself. The facade of Girls' Generation, the dream lover of countless otakus in previous lives, flew towards him like moths to the flames, but he never started. Instead, I was waiting for a feeling... I told Jin Taixi and the others about this, and it was estimated that they would be stunned for a whole day.

In fact, it's not just Lin Yuner, how could he not see Quan Yuli's performance yesterday afternoon? To tell the truth, in An Zhengxun's heart, Quan Yuli at this time is the most beautiful one in Girls' Generation. If it was changed a long time ago, how could he still pretend that nothing happened and hold himself back to wash his face, this is not him at all.

Is it because of the special status of these girls in the past life, or because the current self really has no desire to hunt xyan? Maybe both reasons are part of it?

An Zhengxun sighed in his heart, but did not stop the business, and repeatedly corrected some details of the girls' dance. I could finally see what it looked like on the stage of "gee" in my previous life, so I ordered everyone to rest and said, "It's almost there. I believe that with your professional level, you actually know how to make fine adjustments. I won't come here these days, you guys. After practice, we will record and shoot the mv."

"Yes." The girls bowed to him in unison, no matter how complicated their relationship was, at this moment, he was the producer, and they were.

After leaving the sxm company, An Zhengxun still had the scene of them bowing together in his heart. Shaking his head slightly. What the **** are these girls doing? as long as they want. You can follow him to spend money like land at any time, but always insist on returning to the stage that made them sad. A hard and tiring life to suffer...

what is it? Idol. There is an essential difference between this kind of idol and the idol of life. To put it bluntly, it is basically an object that is shaped to fans. The more popular they are, the more men will **** after them in the audience. To be honest, An Zhengxun really doesn't want this. But he had to help them, because without them on stage, they would no longer be the girlhood in his heart.

What he didn't expect was that while he was thinking about something, a girl came to do it.

When the car was about to arrive at the company, he received a call from Tiger: "Master, where have you been in the past two days?"

"On the way back to the company, it's almost there, what's the matter?"

"There is a little girl who has been here for a day yesterday, and she can't even leave her. She said that she knew you... If you don't come back, it is estimated that she will have to stay for another day today."

"...Who? You don't know a few women I know, right?"

"I really don't know."

"I don't know you and let her rely on it? What do you want a security guard to do?"

"Looking too cute, I can't bear to start..."

"I'll go... The knife that chopped Kim Taeyeon was neat and tidy."

"That's because it's hard to see in the dark, actually that little one is cute..."

"Ok, I'm here."

"Okay, we're in the security room."

An Zhengxun stopped the car and walked quickly to the security room. As soon as he walked in the door, he saw a cute face like a loli, blinking his eyes and pestering Tiger to ask questions. An Zhengxun covered his forehead weakly. His hunch was correct. Sure enough, there would still be an intersection with this cute seller...

"Quan Baolan, you sneaked here, does your mother know?"

"Ah! Oppa!" Quan Baolan jumped in front of him, ready to pounce. An Zhengxun hurriedly pressed her head: "This is something your sister only does, don't pretend."

"Oh..." Quan Baolan scratched his head: "Am I really that bad at acting?"

"This has nothing to do with acting, do you know there is something called logic in the world?" An Zhengxun said helplessly: "Tell me, what are you doing here?"

Quan Baolan no longer pretended to be stupid, and said seriously: "I want to do it."

"..." An Zhengxun was speechless. What the **** happened to this world? If there are actors who don't want to do it, let Lee Hyori know and promise not to kill you...

Seeing the rare serious expression of selling cute goods, An Zhengxun pondered for a moment and sighed, "Come with me."

Quan Baolan followed him to the president's office. The door of the president's office was open, and Yoo In-na was cleaning the table inside when she saw Ahn Jung-hoon come in. His eyes lit up slightly, he bowed and said, "President."

An Zhengxun frowned and said, "Why do you need to do this kind of work. What do the cleaners do?"

Liu Ren Na lowered her head: "I'll come to see if you're here, so I'll just..."

An Zhengxun's heart twitched slightly, and he couldn't help reaching out, stroking her hair, and whispered, "It's just the secretary."

"En..." Liu Renna nodded, and when she raised her eyes, she saw a little sister staring at them curiously. She blushed and said in a panic, "Is there a guest? I'll go make tea."

"No. Bring my tea set and I'll make Chinese oolong for you."

Liu Ren Na pursed her lips and smiled. An Zhengxun once brewed Kung Fu tea for her, which is also an unforgettable memory for her. Because of this, she has also developed the habit of drinking tea...

An Zhengxun watched Liu Renna go out, turned his head to Quan Baolan angrily and said, "Sit down."

Quan Baolan hid the fire of gossip in his eyes and sat down to the side.

Eighty percent of a person's momentum is set off by the environment. Before Quan Baolan got along with An Zhengxun, he didn't feel anything special about him, but this time he was sitting in the spacious president's room. Facing the heavy and solemn boss table, thinking of the respectful bow of the female secretary just now, Quan Baolan suddenly felt that An Zhengxun in front of her had grown a lot taller. There seemed to be an invisible pressure on her body, which made her not dare to pretend to be silly and cute, and sat honestly on the side like a primary school student waiting for the teacher's instructions.

Yoo In Na brought the tea set and boiled water, An Zhengxun wiped the cup at will, and said, "I asked you this question last time, but you didn't answer it. Now you can tell me why the actor didn't do it, but had to do it? "

Quan Baolan pursed his lips and was silent for a while. Cai said: "You all look down on it."

An Zhengxun said lightly: "Isn't it ironic? A music agency that launched, actually looks down on it."

Kettle boils. Thick steam emanated from the spout, and Quan Baolan watched blankly. The expression was a little helpless: "Actually, it is already one of the representatives of the Hallyu wave. My grandparents and grandparents look at it with an old eye, but oppa, you are in a high post, so you should see it more clearly."

An Zhengxun paused slightly as he stretched out his hand to take the kettle, and gave Quan Baolan a surprised look. God... This is actually said by this silly girl who can only pretend to be cute in his eyes?

Liu Renna also looked surprised, looked at Quan Baolan seriously, and exclaimed: "Little sister is still in junior high school, she has such insight..."

"Pfft..." The atmosphere of solemnity that had finally been saved was completely destroyed. Quan Baolan embarrassedly touched his face, and An Zhengxun began to iron the cup in disbelief.

After a while, An Zhengxun said: "It's not right to say that I look down on it. As a music brokerage company, we want to bring it to the market. To put it bluntly, it is a product, and the angle of view is different from that of others. , it is unlikely to be too respectful."

"But why, oppa, do you also think that the status of an actor should be higher?" Quan Baolan clenched his small fist: "It's so hard, why can't you get the respect it deserves?"

So hard... These words made An Zhengxun think of 800 million rice, shook his head and smiled: "Since you know how hard it is, why do you still want to do it?"

Quan Baolan lowered her head and said, "It's... Actually, I'm not good at acting, and I can't sing ballads..."

mlgb turned out to be like this! It's quite bluffing to say that at first glance, but in the final analysis, it's because I don't have confidence in being an actor and a traditional singer! An Zhengxun shook his head helplessly and started making tea.

The strong aroma of oolong tea spreads in the air with An Zhengxun's brewing. Quan Baolan immediately forgot the little embarrassment, sniffled, and exclaimed, "It smells good! Is this the Chinese tea ceremony?"

An Zhengxun didn't answer, he flushed the first cup of tea again and poured it all down. Quan Baolan's little face was twisted into a ball, and she smacked her lips in pain.

An Zhengxun finally divided the tea and gave it to the two women, and said lightly: "The first time is to wash the tea. Baolan, do you know how many people like this tea are washed into the bucket every year, and no one looks at them? "

This metaphor is a bit cruel, Quan Baolan's little face turned pale, and the small teacup in his hand suddenly felt heavy.

An Zhengxun said, "Bao Lan..."

"Ah?" Quan Baolan raised his head as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"Actually, I support what you do."

"Ah?" The inexplicable reversal made Quan Baolan stunned. Oppa said so much, and after a long time, he came to this sentence, what kind of trouble is this? But seriously, oppa did not say to persuade her not to do such things...

An Zhengxun took a sip of tea and said lightly: "You are right, now you are one of the representatives of Hallyu culture, there is nothing wrong with you pursuing your dreams. You are in the circle, you must have a deep understanding of it. We are fully mentally prepared for what we will encounter and what we will pay.”

Quan Baolan drank tea silently, feeling the refreshing tea fragrance, and said softly, "I know."

"With your family, if your family supports it, some bad rules will not fall on your head. To be honest, I'm still very optimistic about your path."

Quan Baolan's eyes lit up: "Then oppa is willing to accept me into the company?"

An Zhengxun shook his head: "Bao Lan, my girl group project has no place for you."

Quan Baolan's small face collapsed at once, she pouted and looked at An Zhengxun, looking like she was about to cry, and Liu Renna felt distressed.

"Don't do this." An Zhengxun was unmoved, and said lightly: "You came to me just because you wanted to use my fame to make your family speechless. Are you still really interested in my company?"

"Uh..." Having said that in one sentence, Quan Baolan scratched his head blushing, and simply said, "Oppa help me..."

This time, Liu Ren Na also clearly recognized the true attributes of this cute guy~www.wuxiaspot.com~ drank tea speechlessly, feeling extremely ashamed of the pain just now.

An Zhengxun said angrily and hilariously: "My die-hard fan is your sister, not you, what position should I use to help you?"

"Isn't it enough for me to be so cute?" Quan Baolan started to be cute again: "Or I'll be an oppa fan from today, okay?"

"Go, go, go!" An Zhengxun laughed angrily at her: "Does the brainless fan do what they say they do? That's a brainless fan, not a fan."

Quan Baolan rolled her eyes and was about to speak when An Zhengxun's office phone rang. Liu Renna got up and went to pick it up, then covered the microphone and said, "Two people came down below, saying it was Baolan's parents..."

Quan Baolan's face turned pale, and she looked at An Zhengxun for help, her lips trembling. Her panic made An Zhengxun slightly soft-hearted, and he sighed helplessly: "You... so, you practice with my company first, and arrange it later when there is a suitable opportunity."

Quan Baolan sat up straight, with an unprecedented light in his eyes. (To be continued)