Korean Entertainment's Betrayal

The author has something to say: I have entered the burnout period of writing articles. After a certain period of time when an article is serialized, I will have the following symptoms: update procrastination, fishing makes me happy, and my mind is full of new pitfalls. It’s not that I don’t have inspiration but Don't want to code. (sigh)

Recently, I found a great Korean indie musician. Xiami and Netease Cloud Music can find his works. His stage name is J_ust. The transliteration of his real name is said to be Xu Xiyu. He was born on December 1992, 12. I like his voice very much.If you are free/interested, you can search on Xiami/NetEase Cloud Music.

I am a casual girl who likes someone and wants to whore at this stage, hold my chin

This article can be read as a side story, or as the main text.

"This is your birthday present."

Ren Zhenya tore open the snow cotton paper used to wrap the gift, there was a rustling sound in the studio, and the ground was covered with pieces of paper like snowflakes, and the true face of the gift was slowly revealed—the boy had slanted bangs and wore a Big square glasses, narrow eyes, high nose, thin lips, it is a sketch of Hong Shiying's portrait.

"The painting is not bad." Hong Shiying commented on the painting while shaking the tin can of beer.

It's his birthday, which means he's an adult, so the first thing he does is go buy a drink.Hong Shiying took a sip of beer, and the slightly bitter liquor slid over his moving Adam's apple.

"Hong Shiying, are you blind?" There was a gentle smile on Ren Zhenya's lips, but she was not polite when speaking, "Do you know how much effort it took me to beautify you to this extent!"

Ren Zhenya stretched the drawing paper straight in front of Hong Shiying, and said indignantly: "You dare to say that my drawing is not good enough? This is comparable to PS technology! Even if you cheat, you may not have my level! "

"Tsk, I didn't say you didn't draw well." Hong Shiying put down the can, put his palm on the back of Ren Zhenya's hand holding the painting, and then took her painting away, the skin-to-skin contact was very short.

He scrutinized the paintings carefully. In all fairness, Ren Zhenya had always developed in the direction of an art specialty student, but later entered high school and changed to a drama department for no reason.From this painting, it can be seen that she has a solid foundation, with delicate brushstrokes and careful observation, even the mole on his face is painted into it.

Picking up the beer again, Hong Shiying said casually, "Thank you."

"Hmph." Ren Zhenya took a look around this small studio, and finally got the furnishings here a few days ago. She asked, "Do you really want to join that JustMusic?"

"Ah."

After entering high school, Hong Shiying suddenly became interested in HipHop. He wrote a lot of songs by himself, and then sent them to the work emails of his two favorite rappers, Swings and VerbalJint, and his enthusiasm was rewarded. . After listening to his work, Swings took the initiative to contact this high school senior who was still studying.

Since Hong Shiying planned to join JustMusic, he has been thinking about finding a studio. Ren Zhenya accompanied him to see many places, and finally made a decision and decided to rent this place.

Hong Shiying took out a can of beer from the plastic bag of the convenience bag and asked her, "Do you want to drink?"

Ren Zhenya curiously took the can in his hand, pulled off the iron ring, took a small sip, then wrinkled her face the next moment, and shouted: "It's so bitter!"

"Children." Hong Shiying sneered.

"You're just a kid!" Ren Zhenya raised her head and took a few gulps of beer, frowning tightly, obviously not used to it, she covered her mouth and hiccupped: "We are the same age, you say Who is the child!"

Hong Shiying tilted her head and looked at her: "You are two months younger than me."

"So what are you expecting? Calling you Ouba? Stop daydreaming!" Ren Zhenya pouted contemptuously.

There was a jug of beer in that bag, and the two of them were bickering and drinking. Before they knew it, the floor of the studio was covered with crumpled and deformed empty bottles and cans. My head is dizzy and I can't think.

"Hey, Hong Shiying." Ren Zhenya buried her head in her knees, and giggled 'hee hee', "I have one thing that I haven't told you all this time."

"What?" Hong Shiying leaned back against the edge of the mattress and rubbed his face vigorously. He felt that his face was so hot that he could fry eggs.

Ren Zhenya raised her head and stared at him with blurred eyes: "After you take off your glasses, you look a bit like GD."

"Pfft." Hong Shiying's first reaction was to laugh out loud, and then he covered his face with one hand and pressed his stomach with the other hand, leaning forward and backward laughing, "Ren Zhizhi, this is the funniest joke I've heard this year! "

Hong Shiying, who had had enough laughing, rubbed his sore stomach and sighed, "You must be drunk."

"I'm not drunk! I'm serious!" Ren Zhenya lay her face on her knees, her eyes were half-closed, her soft eyes were like a pool of spring water, she pointed her fingers at her lips and said: "Your lips Looks good for a kiss."

Hong Shiying was stunned.

Ren Zhenya looked at him for a long time, and suddenly said: "Want to play guessing fist? The loser has to choose truth or dare."

Suppressing the disturbing thoughts that inexplicably appeared in his heart, Hong Shiying replied hoarsely: "Okay."

They often play this game, rock-paper-scissors, and the loser has to choose between truth and adventure, and they always choose adventure with a higher coefficient of interest.

"Rock paper scissors!"

Hong Shiying is the cloth, Ren Zhenya is the scissors.

"So what is a big adventure?" Hong Shiying looked around and found that he had finished his beer, but there was still a bottle in front of Ren Zhenya, so he leaned forward, took her beer, and poured it into the can Drank the rest of the beer in one gulp.

Ren Zhenya bit her lower lip, trying not to show a smirk: "Dance Girls' Generation's "Gee" for me, I want to watch this."

Hong Shiying rolled her eyes, stood up unsteadily, took out her mobile phone from her trouser pocket, logged into the video website, and entered the pinyin of "Gee".This song just came out at the beginning of the month, and with its poisonous melody, it immediately swept the world. Now there is no one in Korea who can't sing this song.

Ren Zhenya hugged her knees, watching Hong Shiying humming 'Gee, Gee, Gee, Gee, Baby, Baby, Baby' with her tone deaf, twisting her waist and dancing the dance steps of "Gee", she couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing non-stop.

After dancing "Gee", Hong Shiying felt relieved in an instant. He sat down again, and without giving Ren Zhenya time to react, he immediately said, "Rock paper scissors!"

Hong Shiying made a stone this time, while Ren Zhenya was a cloth.

Ren Zhenya raised the hand of 'Bu' and said in a very embarrassing way: "I won again."

"Tsk, what is this big adventure?" Hong Shiying looked impatient.

Her mind was running slowly like a lack of lubricating oil, Ren Zhenya blinked her eyes, "...a big adventure, um, what should I punish you for? I can't ask you to do the big adventures you have done before."

At this time, Hong Shiying suddenly said: "Is this punishment acceptable?"

Hong Shiying leaned over suddenly, supported the back of her neck with one hand, held Ren Zhenya's cheek with the other, closed her eyes, and covered her with her lips.He felt the other party's palm holding the back of his neck, hot lips, the strong smell of alcohol in his mouth, and the clumsy entanglement of tongues.

Time seems to pass very slowly, but also flies by quickly.

Hong Shiying let go of his hand embarrassingly, and looked at the dazed Ren Zhenya, he felt that there must be something wrong with his brain, otherwise how could he do such a stupid thing.

Ren Zhenya touched her lower lip, complaining coquettishly: "You bit my lower lip."

"Hey, Ren Zhizhi..." The flustered Hong Shiying didn't know what to say now, "You..." Is this your first kiss?

"What's wrong with us?" Ren Zhenya looked up at him with clear eyes, no longer in the confused and drunk state just now.

After a moment of silence, Hong Shiying answered in a hoarse voice, "...it's nothing."

"Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Baby, Hush, Hush, Hush, Baby. Hold me tight, please don't be shy."

Hong Shiying suddenly opened his eyes, lying on the mattress in the studio, looking at the ceiling above, quietly listening to the wake-up ringtone he set, which was the title song "Hush" that MissA returned last year.

How could I suddenly dream about what happened five or six years ago?It was the memory he least wanted to recall.

Hong Shiying reached for the mobile phone on the computer table, leaned on his arm, and aimlessly flipped through the chat records of the JustMusic chat room in Kaokaotalk, when a text message suddenly popped up on the mobile phone interface, from Ren Zhenya.

I don't know if it was affected by the dream, Hong Shiying, who was restless, planned to ignore the text message, but he stared at the phone screen, sighed, and finally clicked in to check the text message.

Ren Zhihui: There will be a live performance of J_ust in Hongdae tonight, don’t forget to go out.

Ah, yes, after agreeing to accompany her to see J_ust's performance, Hong Shiying put down his phone, and he blocked his face with his hand in frustration.

J_ust is a well-known indie (independent) folk singer in Hongdae. He is a year younger than him and Ren Zhenya. His production ability and singing ability are good. He can also play a good guitar. Ren Zhenya can barely say his A loyal fan, as long as the schedule allows, she will try her best to participate in J_ust's live performance.

Hong Shiying picked up the phone again, now it is 05:30 in the afternoon, and the performance is at 08:30 in the evening, it is time for him to get up.

When Hong Shiying was 1 minute away from the appointed time and managed to reach the Hongdae subway station, he saw Ren Zhenya standing at the exit of the subway station in the middle of the crowd.

The khaki fisherman hat is embroidered with 'Hemingway' (Hemingway), wearing a mask, forest green short sleeves, a long skirt with a plaid pattern, peas shoes, a pair of youthful attire, and a tall and slender figure, Pedestrians passing by will subconsciously look at her a few times.Pulling his black fisherman hat, Hong Shiying walked over unhurriedly, raised his chin slightly: "Hey."

"Let's go quickly, the coffee shop is some distance away from the subway station, otherwise we won't be able to catch up." Ren Zhenya took Hong Shiying's arm and hurriedly walked.

The two stepped into the coffee shop exactly one minute before the start of the live performance, and the soothing guitar sound sounded appropriately in the small shop.

The singer narrated the poetic story in a low voice: "Your desk, your pen, the information left on the A4 paper. Your shirt, your jeans, and the scarf that lingers with an old atmosphere." His singing voice is full of richness. A mournful cry: "I want you out ok now, I am nothing without you."

The lyrics are not cumbersome and bluntly recount the memories shared by the two. Not everyone will resonate with the little story between the couple. The sentence "I am nothing without you" is enough. Listening to it over and over again, it is inexplicable that people can't easily feel it Talk about sorrow.

Hong Shiying looked at J_ust who was performing with a guitar on the stage, and asked softly, "What's the name of this song?"

"I am nothing without you in 10cm." Ren Zhenya replied.

"...I remember you like 10cm very much."

"Ah."

The dim light seemed to cover Ren Zhenya's face with a layer of tulle, which was hazy and mysterious. Looking at her delicate side face, the melancholy melody of the song lingered in her ears, the increasingly intense guitar sound, the sentence 'Iam nothing without you' was like a spell, Hong Shiying's heart suddenly burst into an indescribable impulse.

"...Ren Zhizhi."

"Huh?" Ren Zhenya turned her head to look at Hong Shiying.

The song that stopped abruptly took away his courage. Hong Shiying closed his eyes, swallowed the words again, and then said with a smirk, "You are so ugly today."