Chapter 209: If you are sad, you will be sad
"Screenwriter Kim, go back first and then carefully sort out the script."
Wen Yee-woo calmly looked at Song Qian, who was staring at him at the door, and whispered to Kim Hyun-jun on the side. In fact, without his command, Kim Hyun-jun also felt that he should avoid this matter.
A girl, still standing there so resentfully, anyone knows which one Wen Yanyou should deal with first and which one to let go.
So Kim Hyun-joon left, along with the reception staff on the first floor.
Finally, there were only two people left, Wen Yanyou looked at Song Qian with a chuckle, and stretched out his hand to signal: "Sit down, what to drink." β
"When are you going to help Brother Han Geng?"
Song Qian didn't sit and didn't say anything else. The opening of the mouth is to ask such a sentence, which is very direct, and obviously does not intend for him to avoid it.
Wen Yanyou shrugged: "I don't think it's so fast, right?" It's only two days before he has a showdown with the company, and you're a little too anxious. β
Song Qian's chest rose and fell, and she forcibly stepped forward with emotion: "It's true that it's only two days, but do you know what kind of life Brother Han Geng has had in the past two days?!" Do you know how much physical and psychological burden he is undergoing? β
Wen Yanyou nodded: "You can imagine ......"
After a pause, Wen Yanyou looked at Song Qian with a puzzled look: "But he wants to terminate the contract and leave the team to return to China, and he should consider such consequences." Is it me if he doesn't hold it up? β
Song Qian looked at him with wide eyes, raised her trembling hand and pointed: "This is what you said?!" β
Wen Yanyou chuckled: "Didn't you hear it just now?" Do you want me to say it in Chinese? β
Song Qian clenched her fists and shook her head with a sneer: "No need." In Chinese, you are not worthy. β
Wen Yanyou frowned: "This doesn't seem to be an attitude of asking for people, right?" Maybe I'll find a way to ...... in a few months."
"You've been lying to me all along!"
Song Qian suddenly glared at Wen Yanyou, and finally tore a layer of window paper from Zuihou.
The atmosphere was silent for a while, and after a long time, Wen Yanyou raised his head without hesitation, looked at Song Qian and said, "Since you said so." No more secrecy. β
Looking at Song Qian, Wen Yanyou said casually: "Not bad." That's what I lied to you. β
When she heard Wen Xianyou say it herself, Song Qian's lips were about to be bitten, she stared at Wen Xianyou and took a deep breath.
βweishenmeοΌ I don't understand. β
Wen Yanyou smiled: "It seems that the scenes and lines of the TV series, there should be background music ost or something like that at this time, right?" β
"In the end, weishenme !!"
Song Qian screamed, her eyes were red and she looked at Wen Yanyou, her fists clenching her nails and about to break them.
Wen Yanyou was stunned for a moment, slowly put away his smile, and said calmly: "I lied to you from the beginning." It's not that I can't help Han Geng, it's that I can't do it. I just want to make Han Geng suffer, and then make things big and make everyone know, so that my goal can be achieved. While S.M has lost its reputation and prestige, China can also see how Korean entertainment companies treat foreign artists. This is also disconnected from the footing. A bridge to the national market. β
Song Qian closed her eyes slightly, took a breath, and looked at Wen Yanyou with a cold face: "That is to say, everything you promised me at the beginning." You all knew that you couldn't do it yourself, so you deliberately lied to me just so that I could help you convince Brother Han Geng. β
Wen Yanyou was silent for a while, looked at Song Qian and nodded: "Invite him to dinner that time." I knew he couldn't have believed me. And it's not possible in a lifetime. From the beginning, I pinned my hopes on you, and I didn't think to convince him on my own. β
Leaning over to look directly into Song Qian's eyes, Wen Yangyou spoke: "At least in South Korea, you can instigate him." You are the only one who instigates him and makes him trust. If you let him trust. I can only convince him through you that I can do it for him. β
Song Qian's tears finally welled up, she wiped her head, shook her head and chuckled: "I'm so stupid, I don't know that I've been used by you all along." I know that Koreans are very xenophobic, and I think I have gained a very precious friendship. It turned out that it was always me who was too naΓ―ve. β
Wen Yangyou stood up in front of her and looked at Song Qian's cheek carefully: "You're crying, you're sad, aren't you?" β
Song Qian squinted at him, nodded and said, "I'm crying, even if I know it's not worth crying for you." But I still couldn't help it. Maybe that's the difference between a man and a woman, right? β
Wen Yanyou shook his head: "It's worth it, you should be sad for the harm I did to you." You should be crying. β
Reaching out to wipe her tears, she was slapped away by Song Qian.
Wen Yanyou rubbed his hands disapprovingly, chuckled and said, "Because I'm a good person, you can recall that I once persuaded you." I advise you not to get involved, and I advise you to quit. β
Song Qian turned her head to stare at him, and suddenly pleaded and pulled his arm: "You're right, you shouldn't be like this." weishenme suddenly became so indifferent now? You saved me and helped me. Over and over. weishenme is now like thisweishenme?! β
Wen Yanyou looked at Song Qian, pulled the corners of his mouth and pushed her hand away: "Learn a lesson." Remember what you just said? β
Song Qian looked at him blankly, and there was no emotion in her big eyes except tears.
Wen Yanyou raised his hand, wiped away her tears, and said calmly: "You said that Chinese comes out of my mouth, and I am not worthy." In fact, the gap between nationalities, especially in the middle. Between the country and South Korea, it is not so easy to break. β
Sighing lightly, Wen Yanyou patted her on the shoulder: "We are always people from two countries, and moreover, we are also two shijie." It's impossible to be friends. From the beginning, I was taking advantage of you. Now that my purpose has been achieved, you want to hate me, blame me, and scold me...... I accept them all. β
Song Qian looked at Wen Yanyou in a daze, and just looked at it. His eyes went from gloomy to distracted. After half a ring, Song Qian suddenly gritted her teeth and waved her hand towards his face, but was stopped by Wen Yanyou holding his wrist at will.
Song Qian sneered and looked at him: "Didn't you say that you can accept hating you and blaming you?" β
Wen Yanyou nodded and chuckled: "Is that a fight against your hatred for me will be written off?" β
Song Qian squinted her eyes: "What do you say?" β
Wen Yanyou narrowed his smiling eyes: "Then it's better to owe it together." A hit just relieves your anger, but it can't completely eliminate the hatred. That's still good to add up, anyway, it's all bearable, isn't it? β
Song Qian's arm broke free and looked directly into Wen Yangyou's eyes.
Ignoring the sliding tears of his eyes, he wiped them all away and rubbed his head and took a few deep breaths.
Turning his head to look at Wen Yanyou: "Okay." I won't pursue what you used me to do and deceive me about before. I forgive you. β
Pulling Wen Yanyou's arm, Song Qian looked at him pleadingly: "You help Brother Han Geng, help him." I beg you not to let him suffer the pain he is now, haven't you achieved your goal?! You help him, I beg you! β
Wen Yanyou frowned and shook his head: "You still don't understand." I want to help him easily, but if I help him, I can't achieve my own goals. And doesn't this lose the meaning of instigating him to quit the team? β
Song Qian angrily shook off his hand: "You want to do this?!" Brother Han Geng and I are sorry for you, you must treat me like this, treat him like this?! β
Wen Yanyou chuckled: "Don't get me wrong. There is no hatred, at least for me and for him. I'm just targeting sj, just s.m. It has nothing to do with you personally. β
Song Qian looked at him in disbelief: "Is it just for your own purposes, you can use me and Brother Han Geng at will and ignore him?!" β
Wen Yanyou nodded: "There is no way." There is a price to be paid for everything. β
Looking at Song Qian with his shoulders crossed, Wen Yanyou took a breath and smiled: "Actually, I'm very lucky." At least I don't have a deep friendship with Han Geng, and Han Geng and I don't have too deep a relationship. In this case, my guilt towards him is infinitely close to zero, and what he suffers from being hurt by me is only being used and talking. If it is a person who has a relationship, in this case, my guilt of sacrificing the other person, and the feeling of betraying him by someone close to him, is the most difficult to face. β
"What about me?"
Song Qian's tears seemed to be endless, and she looked at Wen Yanyou attentively: "To me, you won't feel guilty?" Won't you feel like you've betrayed me and condemn yourself? β
Wen Yanyou was silent for a while, and reluctantly spoke: "Frankly, I will." But compared to my purpose, it can be ignored. And it must also be ignored. β
Song Qian looked at Wen Yanyou and just looked at it.
Gently raising her hand to wipe away her tears, Song Qian chuckled and nodded: "Since this is the case, I have nothing to say." β
As if the words were coming out between her teeth, Song Qian opened her mouth to Wen Yanyou: "Count me blind, I know you as a selfish, indifferent and cold-blooded, well-dressed bastard." β
Wen Yanyou shrugged: "Your words can only prove one thing, even if it is really a beast, the ability to learn a language is not divided between good and bad people." At least I feel that the word zuihou is not very appropriate to describe what I am doing to you at this time. β
Looking at Song Qian's figure, Wen Yanyou narrowed his smiling eyes: "Because I haven't done anything to you...... Except that time I slept in a bed. β
Song Qian's eyes did not show any emotion, she looked at him deeply, turned around silently, and walked towards the door without looking back. At this time, Song Qian didn't care, and crossed the owner of the face with a stunned expression of disbelief at the door. But Wen Yangyou noticed it, but he was not surprised and cared at all. He even smiled at the man at the door.
And standing in the doorway, staring at this scene with wide eyes and trembling lips, it was not Krystal.
Slowly retreating, still as if to avoid being afraid to face it, Krystal suddenly said nothing, turned and ran away. Wen Yanyou looked at it for a while, his eyes were always so calm, but this kind of calmness was not a kind of indifference.
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