Chapter 628 If Line If You Haven't Left Korea 96
Chapter 628 If Line If You Haven't Left Korea 96
Since the conversation that day, the two have not mentioned this topic again, as if leaving this topic is just a joke. But they both know in their hearts that this is not a joke, this is the true determination of the person who is about to leave.
The determination to die.
Perhaps because they knew that this might be the last chance for the five members of the group to perform together, or even the last chance for the singer to stand on the stage in his lifetime, everyone tried to complete the performance as if they were burning their own lives.
This is a struggle against one's own destiny and also a silent farewell to the fans.
Xu Yisong, who knew the inside story, tried very hard to hold back his tears during the performance. But even so, when he saw the fans responding to their enthusiasm with music, Xu Yisong couldn't help crying when he retreated to the backstage.
Xu Yisong sweated a lot while singing and dancing on the stage, but the weather in February was still very cold, and it was easy to get sick if you didn't pay attention. As soon as Xu Yisong stepped off the stage, her assistant quickly brought her a towel and put it on her shoulders. As a result, when she looked up, she found that Xu Yisong's face was not only covered with sweat, but also tears, and they were the kind of tears that melted her makeup.
"Oh my god, bunny, why are you crying? Are you feeling unwell?" The assistant was startled by Xu Yisong's appearance and quickly pulled her up and down to check her. He continued to ask with concern, "Or are you injured?"
Xu Yisong grabbed the towel and covered his face with it, shaking his head, saying in a muffled tone: "I'm fine, don't worry, I'm just too excited."
As if to make her words more convincing, she deliberately repeated her words: "I'm just too excited."
"Really?" The assistant was still not reassured and wanted to ask the manager to come over, but Xu Yisong grabbed the corner of his clothes and said, "I'm really fine. You don't have to go find Sunyeon, or she will tell on you. Please help me get my makeup bag, I have to go back later."
Xu Yisong's makeup was a little smudged, but her tears had stopped. After carefully checking her expression, the assistant was relieved to find that there was nothing wrong with her. But before leaving, he hesitated and reminded her again: "If Bunny feels uncomfortable, please tell me."
This assistant was not the one who had been with her since her debut. The company had assigned her an assistant before, but Xu Yisong didn't like people watching her all the time, especially when small things like how many grains of rice she had eaten today would be known by the company in the next second.
This feeling was so bad that she used her previous injury as an excuse to get herself a new assistant.
Although the assistant was still recruited through the agent, the salary was paid by Xu Yisong himself, so she would only listen to Xu Yisong when he told her not to look for the agent.
After the assistant left, Xu Yisong found a corner to sit down, and her straight back suddenly bent. She wrapped herself in a large towel and buried her face in her knees.
It was all lies that everything was fine, she was not in a good mood at all.
Just yesterday, when she passed by the conference room, she accidentally overheard Jin Zaizhong's conversation with the company. Only then did she realize that the so-called leaving was just their most reluctant decision, but it was also their only way out now.
Even this retreat cannot be called a retreat. It is more like a cliff that can crush people to pieces if they are not careful.
Xu Yisong knew that the entertainment industry was cruel, and most entertainment companies were like that, they were all sweatshops. But this cognition only stayed on the surface, just like when you read a novel about a war, you know it is cruel, but you are always an outsider, you can only frown at most and won't have a deeper feeling.
But now it's different, this kind of cruelty is happening to people around me. The boundary between cognition and reality is torn apart, as if I was suddenly thrown into a battlefield and forced to face the cruelty of war.
This feeling is painful. It is a feeling of powerlessness where you are in the middle of something but cannot change anything and are even one of the beneficiaries.
She wanted to help them, but she didn't know how to start. Moreover, no matter what she did, it seemed like it was just a drop in the bucket and couldn't really change anything.
Because this is the general environment.
All of them were in the quagmire, the only difference was that she was protected and could stand a little higher than others, but that was all. The quagmire was also like shackles that locked her hands and feet. As long as she wanted to stay here, she had to abide by the rules here.
The people here, whether they struggle to emerge from the water and bloom, or are left in the darkness forever to become nutrients, no matter how hard they struggle they will always be bound, their bones drained away, waiting to be squeezed out of the last bit of value.
The most desperate thing is to jump out of a quagmire, only to be greeted by a new quagmire.
It is clearly a place that carries the most sincere and earnest dreams of countless people, but these beautiful dreams and the people who pursue them are regarded as the most delicious meals by the devil.
In this way, they used the blood of young people to feed their increasingly greedy appetites and accumulated a fortune stained with blood for themselves.
Even so, I will never be satisfied.
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