Goodbye, Seoul

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Quan Zhilong took a casual sleep in the studio again, even his manager Cui Shunhao couldn't stand his high-intensity work.In the past few days, Quan Zhilong forced himself to write a satisfactory song like crazy, and he only slept for a few hours when he couldn't bear it, and woke up quickly because of his nervous sensitivity.

It was the same this time. He suddenly woke up and saw the familiar ceiling of the studio. With the pen in the corner, tap your head to write down a few lyrics that inspired you.

Quan Zhilong turned around and went to the bathroom of the studio, turned on the faucet, the cold water made him wake up, he looked at himself in the mirror, put his hand on his forehead, it was still warm, his whole body was full of red blood He is flowing, he is a living person.

How can you be defeated by those plastic things.

Quan Zhilong made his debut at the age of 18. With his self-composed music, he ignited the Korean music scene that had been silent for many years. Since then, he has been dubbed the title of genius composer and became a top singer. He has never had anything It only takes a year or two to become famous all over the world.

Quan Zhilong is now 32, and the copyright fee in his hand is enough for him to last for 200 years. There is no doubt that he is the capital of almost all music charts. Even if it is updated, it will only be replaced by his own new song.

But just a few days ago, Quan Zhilong was being interviewed as usual, and suddenly the reporter was told a big news, so he asked him excitedly on the spot:

"Just now, the list of the country's largest music platform FAVO has changed. Your song has been replaced by the recent hit Even, and he seems to be hitting the global list at a very fast speed. What do you think of this? What's up?"

Quan Zhilong frowned slightly, the name seemed familiar.When the position he had sat for many years was shaken, to be honest, Quan Zhilong still cared a little bit, but he still smiled and controlled his expression, and said lightly:

"The public's preferences will change. Isn't this a normal thing? You can't deny others a chance at all, what do you think?"

Quan Zhilong easily skipped the reporter's question with a joking tone, but when the camera was turned off, his complexion suddenly became bad, and his body exudes low pressure, making people afraid to approach, because he remembered Who is that Even.In fact, Quan Zhilong is not a person who cares about rankings, he has already passed the age of longing for recognition.Quan Zhilong is an artist. He believes that every song has a soul, and it is the work that he poured his heart and soul into.

But Even, is a bionic person.

Quan Zhilong, on the other hand, hates bionics.

They don't know how to create, what they do is to use the big data of the system to count tunes that will please people, and then piece together those notes to make an empty and ridiculous thing called a song to grandstand.Quan Zhilong hates such songs, he doesn't even want to listen to them, but the public is not like him, they chase after these soulless songs, even topping the list.

When even art and philosophy can be replaced by computers in this world, human civilization is just like this, so Quan Zhilong has to speed up the return, he can't admit that the songs he wrote are not as good as them.When he returned to the recording studio, Sun-ho happened to come in to bring him lunch.

"I'm awake, just in time for dinner."

Quan Zhilong touched his sunken stomach, and it was okay if he didn't say anything. Only after he said this did he feel that he was very hungry, so he opened the chair and sat down to eat. Shunhao tidied up the scattered papers on the table, and saw the lyrics then asked him:

"How is it? Have you finished writing?"

"Well, it's almost there."

Quan Zhilong waved his hands and looked in a good mood. After all, he has been busy for a long time, and finally he is satisfied with the new album. He has always believed in his ability, and this time is no exception.Shunhao also happily raised the corners of his mouth, patted him and said:

"That's good! I've already contacted the director as you said, and the venue will be OK in two days. The company attaches great importance to this comeback, so you have to adjust your status well!"

Of course Quan Zhilong knows why the company attaches so much importance to it. Since the list was replaced, the headlines of news agencies have been writing about it for several days. Android music covers the world."Now that the news of Quan Zhilong's comeback is released, they will be able to support them for a long time. The company has already made a lot of preparations and is just waiting for the song to be completed.Regardless of whether it can return to the top of the list, it is still big news.Quan Zhilong snorted softly, full of disdain:

"Don't worry, can I still lose to a robot made of plastic?"

In fact, Quan Zhilong really proved this point afterwards. When he returned to the music scene with a new album, he steadily returned to the top of the chart.In this era, countless tunes are made by bionic people, and they gradually become the same, gradually revealing the fact that art can never be replaced by machines like them.

Quan Zhilong is working hard to keep the world of music. He knows that bionics are already common in all aspects of life like computers and mobile phones. They are the best embodiment of technological progress.But, anyway, not here.

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Quan Zhilong started the world tour. He has been busy for a whole month without a good rest, and his body has obviously lost weight, but Quan Zhilong didn't care about it until he stepped off the stage after a performance. Suddenly fainted, all the staff were shocked and rushed to the hospital.

When Quan Zhilong woke up again, he turned around and saw his good friend Dong Yongpei sitting beside his bed. There will be any birth, Dong Yongpei was a little relieved when he saw him wake up, and said with some reproach:

"No matter how busy you are, you can't ignore your body like this. You are really worrying!"

Quan Zhilong had nothing to refute, so he just nodded obediently, otherwise, according to Dong Yongpei's nagging, he might have to scold him for a long time.He sat up slowly, smiled and said:

"I know, I know, why are you here?"

Seeing his perfunctory look, Dong Yongpei sighed helplessly.Quan Zhilong is a lonely person. Love seems to be just a tool for him to stimulate his emotions and write songs. There is no one in his family who can spend the night with him. Until now, he is a person who does not know how to take good care of himself , the boy became famous, the media's cannons were aimed at him more than ten years ago, and he has not stopped for a day since then.

"If you continue like this, you won't know when you'll die. I'll send you a domestic android to take care of your life. Don't refuse this time!"

Quan Zhilong just wanted to open his mouth, but he was frightened by his friend's threatening gesture and shut up. Dong Yongpei told himself about this before. It was because he was drinking too much in a nightclub and no one picked him up, and it happened that he was photographed by the media. up.Quan Zhilong saw him so determined, although he was a little reluctant, he agreed first, thinking: "It's just a housekeeping type, and the house is really messed up."

The next night, the bionic man sent by Dong Yongpei came to his house.Quan Zhilong had just finished taking a shower, he sat on the sofa ignoring the doctor's advice, and opened a bottle of red wine for himself with his legs crossed in a good mood.Now when he saw the bionic person in front of him, he immediately put away his expression and glanced up and down with hostility. Although he was not used to having such an existence at home, he had to say...

It's long and pretty.