Star System: Starting from Korean Entertainment

In the early morning of the first day of 2011, there were flakes of snowflakes in the sky, dyeing Shoushan City white.Looking out from a height, it looks like an ink painting.

Zheng Yizhan was wearing a long white down jacket and a white mask, holding a cup of hot coffee and standing by the river in Binjiang Park, looking at the river that hadn't been frozen yet.

This time he didn't date anyone but himself.He just suddenly wanted to come here to sit and take a walk.

Before he knew it, it had been more than a year and a half since he came to this world.

When he was in that world, although he coded at home every day, he occasionally took his laptop with him and went out for a walk.

But after coming to this world, it was the first time for him to walk out of the house when he was not working, to see the outside world.

In the past, he was still very envious of those stars in TV shows, who could be sought after and admired by countless fans, and could enjoy the support and cheers of countless fans.

Now he has succeeded, becoming the kind of person he once most wanted to be.But at this time, there was a trace of fatigue in my heart.

Many people look at celebrities and only see their glamorous surfaces, smiles and confidence displayed all the time.But only they know that they are actually just ordinary people.

I also want to have my own life, and I can do what I want to do freely; I also want to have my own pursuit, and I can pursue the girl I like unscrupulously.

But after becoming a star, these things seem to be getting farther and farther away from them, and it seems a little out of reach.

Zheng Yizhan has this feeling now.When you don't feel like yourself, fatigue hits you suddenly.

"Huh? You are... Zheng Yizhanxi?"

While he was thinking blankly, a nice female voice sounded beside him.

He came back to his senses, turned his head to look, and found that it was a tall, very beautiful young woman, wearing a slim sportswear, who seemed to have come to the river for morning exercise.

Judging from his appearance and temperament, he should also be an entertainer, either a model or an actor.But he certainly hadn't seen it, and didn't know him.

"Ah, it's me. Are you...?" He asked suspiciously.

"Ah! It's really you, Yi Zhanxi!" The beautiful woman exclaimed in surprise.

Immediately, she realized that she was a little rude, quickly covered her mouth, and saluted slightly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I haven't introduced myself yet. Hello, Yi Zhanxi, my name is Han Yeseul, and I'm your fan!"

"Han Ye-seul?" Zheng Yizhan felt as if he had heard this name somewhere, but couldn't remember it.

He showed an apologetic expression, and said awkwardly: "I'm really sorry, Han Ye Seulxi. I can tell that you are also an artist, and your name is familiar, but I really didn't remember it."

Zheng Yizhan is a native of China, and usually doesn't pay much attention to the entertainment industry.If it were someone from Han Nanguo, he would definitely recognize her immediately.

When Han Ye Seul heard his words, she didn't show any embarrassment. Instead, she showed a happy smile and said, "Yi Zhanxi, you don't have to apologize. I'm actually quite happy that you didn't recognize me!"

"Oh?" He looked at Han Ye Seul with some doubts, not understanding why she said that.

"Haha! Because this way I can talk to you easily, as an ordinary fan." She explained.

"Uh... I'm even more embarrassed when you say that." He touched his nose, and it was indeed more embarrassing.

"Yi Zhanxi, you are very different from what I imagined." Han Ye-seul said with a smile.

"Then what should I look like in your impression?" He asked curiously.

Zheng Yizhan didn't notice that since the first words they met, Han Yeseul had always been in control of the conversation.

"Hmm... secret!" She smiled, and then changed the subject, "Yi Zhanxi, why are you here alone?"

He didn't bother with what she said just now, and replied, "I'm thinking about it."

"What's the question?" she asked curiously.

"Think about life." He turned his head and continued to look at the river, and replied.

"Pfft!" Han Ye-seul couldn't hold back and laughed, "Yi Zhanxi, you are so funny! We should be about the same age, right? You seem to be very old!"

"You are my fan, you should be able to hear it from my songs. My mental age should be quite old." He smiled and said.

"I don't know anything else, but Yi Zhanxi, you must be a person with a story." She said, with a smile on her face all the time.

"I have a story, but it's a pity you don't have wine!" He absent-mindedly subconsciously said an old "stalk" in that world.

As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I realized that I said the wrong thing.

Before he could explain, the smile on Han Ye-seul's face became wider and he said, "I can buy you a drink, can you tell me your story?"

He smiled awkwardly, and quickly said, "Haha, let's do it another day! In fact, I rarely drink to protect my throat."

"Hmph." Han Ye Seul looked at him suspiciously.

"Don't talk about me. I didn't ask Han Yeseulxi just now, are you an actor?" He quickly changed the subject.

"Why do you think so, Yi Zhanxi?" she asked.

"Aura. You are tall, and you exude an aura like an actor, not a model." He thought for a while and replied.

"Well, you guessed it! I'm an actor." She nodded to confirm his guess.

"Oh? Can you tell me about your work? I'll have a better look when I go back," he said.

She shook her head and said with a smile, "You can search for my name on the Internet!"

"Okay. Then I must search when I go back." He nodded seriously.

"Okay, Yi Zhanxi. It's a pleasure to meet you here, and it's a pleasure chatting with you. You continue to 'think about life', and I will continue to run!" She said to Zheng Yizhan, "Idol, if you can stay Is there a way to contact you?"

"Uh, of course." He took the phone out of his pocket.

The two exchanged mobile phone numbers, Han Ye-seul waved his hands and said, "Then I'll go first, Yi Zhanxi, I'll treat you to a drink some other day, hahaha!"

After finishing speaking, she turned around and left gracefully, leaving Zheng Yizhan watching her back.

He shook his head, looked down at the time on the phone, and turned to leave.

At 9 o'clock in the morning, Xu Minzai sent him a message, asking him if he had any arrangements or things he needed to do today.

Zheng Yizhan thought for a while, and replied: "Brother Minzai, please help me buy a set of professional arrangement equipment and recording equipment, the latest ones. Also help me find a professional decoration company, I want to set up a set at my place. A songwriting studio."

"Yi Zhan, can you arrange music?" Xu Minzai asked in surprise.

"Well, I always have, but I didn't need it before. Now that I write a lot of songs, it's too troublesome to always find an outside studio." He replied.

"Oh, yes. I'll help you today, and I'll write back to you when I have news."

"Okay. Sorry to trouble you, Brother Minzai."

"Why are you being so polite?"

Putting away his phone, he walked into the study, thinking about which song would suit him and Li Zhien to work together in his mind.