In order to make it convenient for the eight members of BTS to live in, the hotel that the organizer prepared for them during the concert in New York was a duplex large suite, like the hall of the castle in the Disney animation "Beauty and the Beast". Behind the door is a luxurious large living room, and on both sides of the wall are spiral staircases, and their small room is from the stairs.

While sitting on the sofa in the hall and playing games, Jin Tae-jung did not forget to look at the door from the corner of his eye, always thinking about whether the three people who had gone out would come back.

As the sensor door opened, Kim Tae-jun jumped up from the sofa, but only saw Tian Zhengguo and Park Zhimin.

Both of them were carrying the things they bought, and the little yellow boots on Tian Zhengguo's feet turned into a pair of black and white AJs, with a very familiar style.

"AJ12RetroeseNewYear." Tian Zhengguo noticed Jin Tae-jung's gaze, and raised his right foot deliberately, "Min Rui is wearing this pair today."

Park Zhimin covered his face, Tian Zhengguo would say this whenever the staff looked at their shoes on the way back to the room.

"What about Min Rui?" Jin Tae-mao only cared about this.

Who doesn't have the same shoes!He also has the same T-shirt, the same hat, the same pants, the same underwear!

"Just as we were being sent back to the hotel, I received a call from the Chinese team." Park Zhimin was not as naive as they were, he piled up the big and small shopping bags on the coffee table in the center of the living room, "The filming period of "Singer" It seems to be a day earlier."

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The face that appeared in the large LCD TV frame inlaid on the TV wall in the center of the room had three-dimensional and exquisite facial features, and the youthful spirit in the eyebrows and eyes could not hide his own arrogance even if he used a humble and polite appearance to cover it up.

Liu Yaren didn't believe that Fang Minrui was the kind of well-behaved boy who was as humble and polite as he was on the surface, and could bow ninety degrees every time he greeted someone on TV.

He lay on the bed with messy bedding, turned sideways and took out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer, picked up the lighter on the low cabinet and lit it, exhaling a puff of smoke.

"I'm about to lose my mind."

The first line of lyrics sung by the young man raised his chin like a pirate captain’s hook and hooked Liu Yaren’s attention. The singing voice was clear and clear, and the masculine voice was more breathy than the original song, and the aftertaste was full of tension.

"You've been engone for so long, I'm running out of time." Fang Minrui smiled at the camera, and then opened his arms, and then he lifted the vertical microphone obliquely with one hand, making his signature one-sided raised eyebrow , a single dimple on the cheek revealed, "Ineedadoctor, callmeadoctor. Ineedadoctor, doctortmebacktolife."

The cigarette in Liu Yaren's hand was always burning, and the fire was lit in the dimly lit room, but a piece of ash fell on the bed, and he didn't even take a puff.

Compared with those tragic lyric singers who frown even after singing a song, Min Rui's singing voice is more contagious than his micro-expressions.

I have to admit that this is talent, just like acting.

Liu Yaren has been said by many people to be a genius actor, but he himself has never saved his energy in pondering his acting skills.

He doesn't know much about idol trainees when they debuted, and there are very few such friends in the circle.

But now, he had to admit that he was narrow-minded.

But the impact of the people on TV didn't stop there.

"It old the world, one day I would pay it back. But I don't even know if I believe it when I'm saying that. Ya'll startingtocreepineverydayit'sjustsogreyandbck." , wearing an oversized large black sweater, pressed down the brim of his peaked cap, revealing only a beautiful chin, "Hope, I just needarayofthat, causenoonesee'smyvisionwhenIpyitfor'em, theyjustsayit'swack, theydon'tknowwhatdopeis."

Everyone has fought against this world, but how many people can really win?

Everyone has experienced failure, but can the grand ambitions set at the time of failure be truly remembered after the scars heal?Too many people heal their scars and forget about the pain, only to be overwhelmed by the same difficulties again.

The young man stood alone in the spotlight in the center of the stage, the light hit him alone, and his lips were opening and closing rapidly under the lowered brim of the hat. The young man who is comparable to the rising sun is perfectly interpreting gangster rap at this moment.

"Actually, before I release every finished song, I will go through the bad comments from the listeners in my mind." The scene cuts to the lounge where the teenager with a thermos is sitting on the sofa obediently watching Looking at the camera, his tone is calm and non-aggressive. When he smiles, he has the freshness of a teenager unique to people of his age. After thinking about it, and then saying it to myself in my heart, and then encountering the questions raised by reporters, in fact, there is no disturbance."

Like Eminem, the original singer of this song expressed, they can't understand my music, they will only say that this song is bad, but because they don't appreciate it themselves, I don't even know myself when I write the lyrics Whether awake or asleep.

"I personally appreciate hardcore. Through this kind of head-to-head competition in music, when the rhythm is roaring, I feel that I am truly living in this world with enthusiasm."

The camera switched to the stage performance again, the boy raised his head in the vocal part, looked at the camera and smiled, the key was raised by another scale than before, and the vocal of this part was also accompanied by a strong drumbeat compared to the first part of the a cappella: " I'm about to lose myself, you've been for so long, I'm running out of time."

Then there was an angry voice that was almost a roar: "Ineedadoctor, doctor, tmebacktolife!"

After singing the last sentence with all his strength, his whole body seemed to be drained of strength, and he fell back heavily, completely falling to the ground.

The lights went out, and the audience screamed.

Even Liu Yaren, who is used to the number of stage performances, did not expect him to come out suddenly. He jumped up from the bed, and only after he stood up did he realize that this was the last episode of the show. If something really happened, The kid won't drink with him anymore.

He was relieved, and then saw the staff of Min Rui's Chinese team rushing to the stage to surround him, and then Min Rui lay on the stage and waved to them, sat up on his own support, and slowly walked off the stage.

This paragraph was never cut.

Liu Yaren frowned.

He cut to the next episode, the latest one that aired yesterday.It is said that the kid flew to China on a transoceanic plane to record after the concert in the United States.

"I feel like my throat isn't strong enough." Contrary to Liu Yaren's expectations, the scene of Min Rui at the beginning of this episode is that he is surrounded by a group of staff members and drinks cough syrup.

In the last episode, the young man who was still looking bright became pale in this episode, his lips were so pale that they were close to the skin on his face, and the blue eye circles under his eyes could be seen when he appeared on camera without makeup.

It is true that he was tired, but this TV station edited all the most embarrassing sides of Min Rui in one place, and let the audience in front of the TV watch, their hearts felt soaked in Coptis chinensis water, and from time to time there was a pulp in it. Stirring.

Min Rui's lead-gray hair stuck to his forehead, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead, dripping on the collar of his white shirt.

The other singers who wanted to come to the lounge were taken aback.

Everyone in the circle knows that Korean idols are under a lot of pressure, but although Min Rui's dressing and dressing style are very Korean, he feels nothing to do with the word sick, and sometimes he even waits for the spare time during rehearsals. Time to run to the clearing to skateboard.

Fans and friends who know him better also know that his physical fitness has always been good, he rarely suffers from illness, and he never plays the kind of suffering card to win sympathy.

It made him pale like this, and I don't know why.

"Don't take pictures yet, okay? I really can't laugh now." Min Rui said to the cameraman in an almost begging tone.

Liu Yaren clenched his fists, only anger in his heart.

Why didn't the agent know to stand up and say this?The singer is so sick that he still doesn't want to squeeze his surplus value, the camera is almost on his face!

Xie Lin's face appeared in front of the camera, he protected Min Rui's body, and said half to the camera: "I'm really sorry, he really needs to rest."

Guotai's attitude changed after Min Rui rejected two of their gold-rated variety shows.

Because of the heavy burden of traveling back and forth during the overseas tour, Min Rui pushed back the invitation to this variety show twice.After Guotai praised him as the first-line popularity in China, he did not expect that he did not intend to participate in the filming of his own variety show. After the accident of the high-level executives, he felt angry at him for not knowing what is good and what is wrong.

Hong Tao, one of the directors of "Singer", deliberately adjusted this contradiction, but the bosses in the station didn't buy it, they just felt that Min Rui didn't know good from bad.

So the shot was cut like this.

After the assistant said that Min Rui's condition was not suitable for filming, Min Rui's face never appeared in the non-competition part of this program.

Even if other singers cared about one or two things intentionally, the parts involving Min Rui were all cut out.

When Min Rui came on stage, there was a commotion in the auditorium.

Min Rui, who was wearing a white shirt and a camel sweater on his shoulders, appeared in front of the camera. The light reached just enough to illuminate his light pink lips. As he moved, he appeared in front of the audience, still With a youthful smile on his lips, he said, "Long time no see."

The screams of the girls in the audience made Liu Yaren couldn't help turning down the volume, and when the camera cut to Min Rui, he turned up the volume again.

"Just finished the tour, maybe my voice is not perfect." Min Rui shrugged and smiled helplessly, "But I will do my best to interpret this song for someone well."

Immediately, he pointed to the two lines written with a black water-based pen on the chest of his shirt.

"This song is formy bros, especially my dear JK."

The audience off the court couldn't read his words clearly, but the two lines of English, which were close-ups of his chest with a high-definition lens, were projected on the screen behind him.

Liu Yaren couldn't help but want to throw the remote control.

"Recently, I accidentally offended a brother who is very close to me. He was sitting next to me when I adapted this song." Min Rui let out a laugh, and the magnetic voice was amplified through the microphone. In my heart, "When this brother received my gift, this song should also be broadcast. I'm going to be self-willed once because I'm sick and work, and I'll apologize at public expense."

The author has something to say: I have adjusted my mentality a little bit.

At the critical moment, I still thought of Guoguo's sentence "It is better to die than to live without enthusiasm"

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