After being reincarnated, he joined a top boy band and then lost it

Fu Shengkuan was a little hesitant. He didn't want Song Shengshi to drink, but he didn't want to give up because the friend said that there were many very powerful people who would participate.

Song Shengshi put his hands in his pockets and said, "Let's go. Wealth can be found in danger. This is the current situation. It's almost like carving a clear path through the cracks in the stone."

Fu Shengkuan glanced at Song Shengshi, and his uneasy heart suddenly calmed down.

Then I couldn't help but laugh. This brother who was two months younger than me was really amazing. He was obviously a newbie who would get drunk after just two drinks. How could he be so reassuring for no reason?

The dinner was held at the Oakwood Hotel, and the occasion was quite grand. Song Shengshi and her husband Shengkuan put on decent suits and arrived thirty minutes early to take their seats.

As the tables around them gradually filled up, and only the chairs on both sides of them were empty, Fu Shengkuan's heart finally died.

In the Korean entertainment industry, there is an unwritten class discrimination.

Most actors don't look down on their idols.

Although K-pop idols have created huge value for South Korea's cultural industry, they still cannot change their belief that idols are not popular.

Of course, there are also those who think that whether they are idols or actors, they are just working in the same category, and there is no distinction between superior and inferior. Although most of them do not like them, they can get along well in terms of face and will not cause trouble. It’s too ugly, and there are still a few stubborn types who would rather make the scene ugly to express that they hate idols and want to trample all the idols in the world under their feet.

Generally speaking, they are distributed in a cone shape, and the upper and lower types of people are rarely encountered in daily life.

There were at least five seniors sitting there who had once said that they should avoid lightning. The discrimination was really written on their faces. In this room, the above distribution suddenly turned into a pyramid shape. I don’t know if there is a point at the top!

"What kind of friend are you?" Song Shengshi winked at her husband Shengkuan and said with gritted teeth.

"He's an idol too!" Fu Shengkuan responded angrily.

"Is he here today?" Song Shengshi asked quietly.

"Here we are, over there!" Fu Shengkuan pointed to the man not far away who kept nodding and bending to toast each table.

"Damn, that's not the way he talked to me that day." Fu Shengkuan complained secretly.

That day, that friend could be said to be proud of himself and told him with a trace of unconcealed pride that he wanted to take him to a big event to see the world. He also said, "Seungkwan, you are really good, go." Behave well and follow me if you don't understand anything." He looked like a senior.

Song Shengshi: "..." speechless.

In any case, the dinner had already begun, and it wasn't a particularly good time to leave, so I simply sat down.

And the food tastes good. It's rare to come to such a high-end place. Since there is no way to show yourself, it is better to fill your stomach first.

Fu Shengkuan and Song Shengshi hit it off immediately, lowered their heads and started eating together.

I don't know what they were talking about in the main seat, but people kept looking at them frequently, and bursts of laughter broke out.

After a while, the host started to invite people to perform their talents on the stage. The idol who kept toasting went up and deliberately acted ugly and danced a dance of their group, which made the people in the audience burst into laughter and then left. Step down.

Host: "Is there any more? Is there any more? Is there any other friend here who has talent?"

Song Shengshi and Fu Shengkuan glanced at each other, shouted that it was probably not them, and continued to eat with their heads down.

The scene was silent, with only the host's voice colliding with the silence, and even forming an echo.

"Oh, it seems there is no more." The host saw this and performed a piece of his own.

Song Shengshi and her husband Shengkuan applauded very hard. If someone is willing to provide a program during the meal, they should be given the greatest encouragement regardless of whether the performance is good or not.

The host looked at them gratefully, bowed and ended his segment naturally.

“Some people really don’t know their own position clearly, so don’t try to fit into a circle that doesn’t fit you.”

A sarcastic male voice sounded from the main table.

"Yes, yes, you are right, I have no eyesight." The man who brought his husband Sheng Kuan agreed. When he noticed that the middle-aged man who was speaking had his glass empty, he immediately bent over and poured it in, no more, no less. Exactly 2/3.

"You are more sophisticated. A discerning person can always seize the opportunity to achieve class leap..." The middle-aged man expressed his views on "class" eloquently. To Song Shengshi's expectation, , it seems that not many people agree with his opinion.

Many senior actors have their heads down, either eating their own food or playing with their mobile phones. Many of them are exchanging contact information in private, complimenting each other and exchanging opinions on the crew. Which director is more aggressive and which director particularly likes closed management? Among the crew, who else has a better script? They will revise it at any time based on the audience's opinions. They are capable and not arrogant, and they will basically not be cut in half.

Song Shengshi quickly collected the surrounding information, rolled his eyes, and thought of a way to escape.

"It's strange. This isn't a high-end restaurant. Who let the dog in?"

Everyone turned around and saw Song Shengshi, who was pale pink because he was drunk. Next to him, Fu Shengkuan was covering his face helplessly.

Some people held their breath in surprise, wondering how such a beautiful face could say such words.

Some people even feel that it is a pity, because no matter how good-looking you are, if you offend that middle-aged man, no matter what, you will never get ahead.

"Who are you calling a dog?" The middle-aged man slapped the table and stood up.

"Who is responsible and who is a dog..." Song Shengshi's face turned red, the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a charming smile, "I don't know if anyone has ever said that you bring your own personal prejudices to guide other circles. It looks really tasteless..."

"Ha..." Song Shengshi shook the wine glass in his hand, sneered, and said the words that most made the middle-aged man break his guard: "I'm even embarrassed for you."

"You!" The middle-aged man's face turned red with anger, and he felt that if he didn't take a breath, he might have passed away on the spot.

"Ouch, I'm sorry," Fu Shengkuan, who had just pretended to be deaf and mute, quickly stood up to smooth things over, smiling and saying, "I'm sorry, my brother is drunk and talking nonsense. You adults are so well-mannered that you won't care about a little idol."

He said this as if he was apologizing, but also as if he was scolding someone.

In short, before anyone at the scene could react, Fu Shengkuan pulled Song Shengshi away and took two pieces of paper from the door before leaving.

After leaving the hotel, Song Shengshi's eyes had long since regained clarity, and he took a piece of paper from Fu Shengkuan's hand and wiped his mouth slowly with a serious look.

"Shengshi, is this really okay?" Fu Shengkuan was a little worried.