When a group of people from Han Island returned to the rest room arranged for them in a mess. Park Jin-tae, the group's agent, got angry at Sun Ho-yong, "Sun Ho-yong, it's all you! We Korean people are all thrown away!"

"I'm sorry! But when the reporter asked Chen Chufan, he said he was just a newcomer. I really didn't know he would be so powerful!" Sun Haoyong lowered his head and murmured.

"Bang!" With a crisp sound, Park Jintai slapped Sun Haoyong in the face and roared: "You dare to talk back! If you hadn't talked too much, how could we be so passive now? Do you know that if the news we just heard was true, you would all be jokes from the whole world! And you are the stupidest clown among them!"

Gop group several other people stood aside, looking coldly at what happened in the lounge at this time. When Park Jintae finished speaking, the entire lounge was particularly quiet except for Sun Hoyong's breathing. Just as Park Jintae raised his fingers and seemed to want to continue teaching Sun Hoyong a lesson, "Bang, bang!" two sudden knocks interrupted Park Jintae's movements.

"Please come in!" Park Jintae withdrew his hand, stood in the same place with anger, and said loudly.

The person who walked in was the contact person who was responsible for communicating with them by the organizer of the concert.

"Mr. Zhang, I can't imagine it! Isn't the passage we left today specially arranged for us? How could we be caught by a group of reporters? What are you Chinese doing? I can't imagine that such a thing would happen! I want to complain to you!" Park Jintae got angry again when he saw the person who walked in.

However, this time he got angry but found the wrong partner. The contact person had a embarrassed smile on his face when he entered the door, and he instantly stepped down. He said lukewarmly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Park! I'm just here to inform you to take a break here first and wait for the reporters to leave. I will arrange for the staff to notify you to leave, that's it! In addition, if you want to complain, please do whatever you want!" After saying that, the man turned around and left.

But when I came to open, I used a voice that was just enough for everyone in the lounge to hear and said to myself: "Damn it, a bunch of rustic sticks, their grades are not as good as others, and I also ridiculed others to use your fame to hype. You deserve to be unlucky! sb!"

The time was just right. After saying a word, his man walked out of the room, and then he pushed the door around the door with force, and the door of the lounge was tightly closed again.

"Bang!" Another crisp sound, Park Jin-tae's voice was so angry that it was extremely angry that it came: "Asie! These people from Z are so rude! What a backward country!"

Sun Haoyong covered his slightly swollen left face with grievance. He was lying down and was slapped! Is it okay if the Z native was rude? What does it have to do with him?

......

Chen Chufan didn't know what Sun Haoyong had happened at this time. Because the location of the press conference tonight was in the hotel where he was staying, he had already returned to his room smoothly. However, although it was already very late, he could not rest because he followed him to the room, his agent, Mr. Chen.

"If Chen Chufan had not achieved these achievements in this field, I would never have spent so long persuading you to change your decision! But now it is different. Your songs are recognized by people all over the world, and you even have the chance to win the Grammy Award for Best Singer! But you plan to completely withdraw from the music scene in more than a year! You are destroying your future!" Chen Tai persuaded with great thought, trying to change the decision that Chen Chufan had already discussed with her.

Obviously, this was the news I received today that stimulated Mrs. Chen. Mrs. Chen felt that she should work hard to correct what Chen Chufan planned, which was not so correct in her opinion, and to bring Chen Chufan's life back to the right track.

"Teacher Chen, I'm not leaving music. I just think that being a pop musician is not very suitable for my personality. And don't you think that after you get these results, it's a good choice to retreat? To be honest, if it weren't for the contract with Universal Records, I would have planned to launch the music industry now!" Chen Chufan shrugged, not moved by Mr. Chen's persuasion at all.

"But you are still young! Even if you want to develop in the direction of pure music and classical music, you can do it ten years later! Think about it, how many miracles can you create in Chinese and even the world music scene in these ten years? Although I was not sure before, now I believe that your future achievements must surpass Zhang Wenyou and become the Chinese music scene. No, it is possible not only the Chinese music scene, but even the number one person in the world music scene! But if you want to get all this, it is too short for a year, it is really too short!" Mrs. Chen's tone became more and more excited, as if she had seen Chen Chufan's future glorious achievements.

Chen Chufan shook his head helplessly. He could realize that Mr. Chen was indeed thinking about him, but he could only refuse. Only he knew that although he was still young, he actually didn't have much time. At most, in his life, it was only a short hundred years. Moreover, he had spent more than one-fifth of it. There was another civilization that had been passed down for tens of thousands of years in his mind. He had to organize and discover it. Therefore, he really had no time to be a singer, and he had to participate in one publicity event after another for his album and explain it to the media.

He didn't know whether this was because his long conversation with Ye Feng changed his thoughts, or because the influence of the music gene fusion in his body had become more and more thorough. In short, the current celebrity life has made him feel bored and he longed for change. So he could only smile embarrassedly and refuse to say, "Mr. Chen, what you said is no longer attractive to me! I didn't think about becoming the number one person in the world's music scene, and you also know that when I went to study in M ​​Country, I was originally going to learn piano, or actually taking the path of singers was a temporary turn. So, I still want to turn back to my old career! Maybe my achievements can be higher!"

"I didn't let you return to your old career, I just wanted to delay this time. Well, you said you think it's a waste of time to be a pop singer. But have you ever thought about it? Even if you do your classical music, you still have to spend time promoting it. Otherwise, who knows you? Who would buy your piano music? Isn't this the same truth?" Mr. Chen still did not give up and began to reason with facts.

"You are wrong. Mrs. Chen!" Chen Chufan showed an unpredictable and profound smile and explained in a daze: "When I started making pure music, all I needed to do was to let my music pass on. As for whether it is popular now, I will not care, nor will I promote it for my pure music records."

Chen Tai looked at Chen Chufan in confusion. She didn't understand what Chen Chufan meant, but she saw from the boy's eyes at this moment that he would not be moved by others. So after a while, she said disappointedly: "Okay, since you have already made plans, I won't say anything more. I hope you won't regret your current decision in the future!"

Now her feelings for Chen Chufan can be said to be extremely complicated, she is simply love and hate! What she loves is naturally because he has achieved success at a young age, and the talent of this young man in music, but what she hates is why this young man is just a thorny and stops when he says nothing. She has spent all night talking, but nothing has been achieved.

"Then thank you Chen Tai! We have a happy cooperation!" Chen Chufan couldn't understand Chen Tai's complicated mood at this time. He said happily.

"Is it okay? Then I'll leave! You can rest early!"

"Well, goodbye, Mrs. Chen!"

......

After Mrs. Chen left, Chen Chufan lay alone on the bed. He held Qiuqiu in front of him and asked, "Qiuqiu, do you think my father's decision is right?

The Qiuqiu swung its little head up and down hard, and made a "pia, pia" sound from his mouth, which seemed extremely excited.

"Why are you so excited? By the way, you might have influenced me to make this decision, right? Alas, with you, you have a son who is close to each other, I don't know whether it's good or bad. By the way, you won't be able to influence my mentality? I thought about what a pure and innocent boy I was back then, but now I have done something like finding two girlfriends. By the way, this will be all influenced by you!? Tell me quickly, right?" Chen Chufan complained shamelessly.

Qiuqiu rolled his eyes, suddenly broke free from Chen Chufan's hands, sat behind Chen Chufan's chest, and directly retracted his head back to his chest. His whole body was curled up. Obviously, he was too lazy to pay attention to the shameless complaints of a unscrupulous boy when he was bored, so he simply went to bed.

The boy who ignored him sighed boredly, put the ball that was huddled in front of his chest next to his pillow, and fell asleep. In his dream, he bought a small island with pleasant climate and facilities, with palaces, gardens, and even amusement parks. Of course, a mini golden Vienna concert hall is indispensable.

......

It was late at night, but a group of gop groups and their agents were still staying in the lounge arranged by the organizer for them. Because there was no staff to inform them that the reporter had dispersed. After a night of singing and dancing, the members of gop groups, who had been exhausted, lazily leaned on their seats and listened to their agent Park Jintae's speech at Sun Hoyoung.

Sun Ho-yong just stood there with his head down, his heart was indescribable. Obviously, this trip to Z country, which was originally full of confidence, would definitely not be a good memory for this young man who was just in his early twenties. Finally, Park Jin-tae also said he was tired, and Sun Ho-yong dared not respond. Park Jin-tae could sing a solo show for an hour alone, and Park Jin-tae had already worked very hard.

"What time is it now?" Park Jintai asked.

"It's almost 1 a.m.!" Park Junkun, who was sitting on the side, looked at his watch and replied.

"These Z people are simply inappropriate!" Although Park Jin-tae was resting in the audience when performing on the gop combination stage, the scolding for more than an hour was obviously a very physically exhausting thing. At this time, he also felt tired. After the fatigue, he was angry. Those hateful Z people actually left their noble Korean islanders here for more than an hour without anyone's attention. Is this the legendary way of hospitality in the country of etiquette?

So, Park Jintae, regardless of the fact that it was already late at night, immediately took out his cell phone and called Mr. Zhang, the contact person who had just mocked them.

"Hey, Mr. Zhang, why haven't your staff taken us out yet? We need a rest!" Park Jintai tried to control his anger at this moment, but asked in a slightly stiff tone.

"Uh? Oh, Mr. Park, I'm sorry, since there are no staff members to take you out, it's natural that there are reporters waiting at the door. In fact, if you don't care about being interviewed on the spot, you can leave at any time. Oh, by the way, most of the security guards have already got off work now. Uh, if you are unfortunately surrounded by reporters, I suggest you strive to meet the reporter's interview needs!" The sound from the phone seemed a little lazy and impatient. Obviously, this guy had already fallen asleep, and he was woken up by the phone.

"What? Do those reporters have to wait for the night for those reporters? Do you have no other exit here?" Park Jintae asked in disbelief.

"Didn't I just say that you can leave at any time if you want to leave, aren't you just accept an interview with the reporter? There will be no less meat, really! There are only the door exits left in the other exits, but it is said that there are more reporters guarding there now than the side doors. But I don't expect those reporters to stay with you for a night. You must know that the temperature in the capital is very low now, below zero, there is no heating outside, and it's cold and cold, who can insist! Alas, your treatment is higher than those reporters, at least the heating in the lounge is sufficient. Okay, Mr. Park, don't be impatient!" After saying that, Mr. Zhang hung up the phone directly.
Chapter completed!