Chapter 24 Collaboration Stage (150 Thunder) Senior, you today...
Jiang Tinghan simply stated the facts and tricked Kwon Ji-yong into using his ultimate move with a basic attack.
I just don't know if that flustered tone is an act.
I know, after all, if news broke that GD had killed his girlfriend, it would shock the whole world.
Kwon Ji-yong paused for a moment before realizing that he was referring to his dark trilogy. He was a law-abiding citizen who only occasionally enjoyed dark, bloody, and perverse plots; when it came to artistic creation, he had no taboos.
Kwon Ji-yong focuses on relatable breakup songs, and even thinking about his past relationships makes him feel flustered. Meanwhile, the other person is focused on songs that are least likely to happen in the real world, seemingly not jealous at all.
He immediately lay down with the boneless, fluid-like cat and sighed silently.
I want the other person to care, but I also want them not to care. It's such a contradiction.
Feeling a bit dejected, Kwon Ji-yong suddenly didn't know what to talk to the other person about. He typed "Who is your guest co-host?" and then deleted it. Anyway, he would find out soon enough.
After more and more revisions, all I could do in the end was ask, rather bluntly: "So, which of my songs do you like the most?"
Even the very eloquent G-Dragon has his awkward moments. Judging from Coldy's interest in him, which is like playing with a puppy, he probably hasn't even listened to many of his songs.
[I like the senior's next song]
They didn't even give a direct answer; how slick!
There are too many great songs from before to rank them. I'm sure GD will create songs that surpass his previous ones, so I really look forward to his next song.
As if afraid he wouldn't believe it, Jiang Tinghan added, "This is the truth."
Eloquent and persuasive.
Kwon Ji-yong looked at the reply and his lips suddenly curved into a smile, the slight annoyance in his heart instantly dissipating.
I didn't expect Tinghan to trust me so much. Remember to buy my solo album when it's released in physical form!
Jiang Tinghan learned about Kwon Ji-yong's solo plans once again. Although Kwon Ji-yong had no reason to lie to her, she always felt that he was just making empty promises.
It's been two weeks since we last met. Has Kwon Ji-yong created a new folder for his new album?
But this is not something she should worry about; let GD's fans worry about it.
[Will you still be short of a physical album's sales, senior? I'll definitely buy it and keep it at home as a treasure when you release it. Please support me when I release albums in the future too!]
Kwon Ji-yong turned himself over, thinking that Jiang Tinghan was getting more and more audacious. The synonym for audacity was intimacy. He felt that it would be a long and arduous road for him to fall in love, but it wasn't that long.
Kwon Ji-yong gently rubbed the back of his phone case with his fingertips. He had changed his phone case when he went to Paris to face the camera, but when he came back, he changed it back to the one that was just a blotchy ink stain.
He had inquired about the show "Shining World." The second performance was followed by the third performance two weeks later, and the final night was a week later, where the group would debut.
Three weeks was the limit of his patience.
Call him selfish or shameless, but he simply didn't want to wait any longer.
Chasing after a young girl for months was something Kwon Ji-yong had never done before, and he sometimes admired himself for being so persistent.
It's not that we can't keep pursuing it, but it would be too embarrassing to be kept in suspense for three or four months or even half a year.
He's GD, after all TT TT
Having been online friends with Jiang Tinghan for so long, Kwon Ji-yong has also learned a few tricks to manipulate her: "When you release your album, I'll promote it for you on Instagram."
As expected, the other party sent a message: "Thank you for your kindness, senior, but buying the album is already a form of support, so there's no need to post it on Instagram."
Kwon Ji-yong tapped the screen, as if he were tapping Jiang Tinghan's forehead. Although his Instagram traffic wasn't as high as before he enlisted, he was still popular. Many people wanted to get close to him, but Jiang Tinghan actively refused.
There's a sense of helplessness, like wanting to offer a gigolo but being unable to. Oh well, they're not suited for this kind of story.
[That red veil... I'm quite interested in it. Next time, could you tell me more about your country's culture? Good luck on stage later, I believe in you!]
Kwon Ji-yong glanced at the time and ended the conversation so as not to delay Jiang Tinghan's makeup and styling.
Jiang Tinghan was already on her way to the dressing room. She quickly replied, head down: "[My senior said I only know how to say thank you, but it seems like all he knows how to say is 'good luck'?"]
Faced with her teasing, Kwon Ji-yong didn't back down at all: [I'll say something else, but does Ting Han dare to listen?]
Perhaps it was a stereotype, but Jiang Tinghan subconsciously felt that he would say countless different love quotes.
She's allergic to sweet talk, so don't say anything.
Okay, goodbye senior (clapping)
Nick Fox: (Grinning) (Grinning)
This mischievous smiley face matches the nickname perfectly; it was definitely a great choice.
At this moment, Kwon Ji-yong's smile on the screen was exactly the same as the emoji, with a slightly sour smile. He found the message that said "I like GD sunbaenim's next song the most", took a screenshot, zoomed in, and only left "I like GD sunbaenim the most", and then enjoyed it for a long time with satisfaction.
Jiang Tinghan wore almost no makeup for her first stage performance, saving her the trouble of removing it. The makeup artist made adjustments directly, even drawing a dark beauty mark under her eye, instantly making her look cold and glamorous.
She took a selfie in the mirror, planning to post it on social media tomorrow.
But as soon as she turned on her phone, she smoothly opened Kwon Ji-yong's chat window. When she realized what she had done, Jiang Tinghan was startled and quickly swiped up to exit.
Habits are a terrible thing; before you know it, your life has been invaded by Kwon Ji-yong.
"Hey, Coldy! I'm here!" Song Yuqi's enthusiastic voice quickly brought Jiang Tinghan back to his senses. He turned his head and smiled.
"Yuqi, have you eaten?"
The very Chinese way of greeting made Song Yuqi smile. She had already done her makeup and only her hair was done: "I ate a little something to fill my stomach, so I can't eat too much before going on stage. What about you?"
"You must not have eaten, because you seem to be sweating a lot on your face."
Jiang Tinghan raised her hand and touched her cheek. It was indeed a little wet. She thought to herself that she must have been frightened by Quan Zhilong. If Quan Zhilong continued to stomp on her like this, she might start sending him selfies and snippets of her life in the future.
"It's nothing, I ate two bananas." Jiang Tinghan waved his hand.
"Are you really okay? She doesn't look okay." Song Yuqi looked at the makeup artist. "Unnie, is this the blush you applied or her natural skin tone? It looks a bit too red."
"Really?" Jiang Tinghan looked in the mirror and it seemed so. She gently touched her forehead with the back of her hand.
"..."
Her fever has spiked again, even higher than when she was sick a couple of days ago. She was wearing such thick clothes on stage, how could she still have a fever?
Jiang Tinghan breathed a slight sigh of relief when she realized that she wasn't blushing because of Kwon Ji-yong. However, it was good that she hadn't realized it. As soon as she realized that she was sick, she immediately felt a burning sensation between her mouth and nose.
Fortunately, my throat is not inflamed yet.
Seeing her actions, Song Yuqi realized something and gasped sharply: "It's okay, it's okay. How are you feeling now? Are you dizzy?"
“I’m not dizzy,” Jiang Tinghan shook his head, then changed his words, “I’m a little dizzy now.”
"You didn't go to the hospital the past two days, did you? You should still go to the hospital if you're sick, Coldy. Our next solo stage is coming up. I'll go get you a cup of hot water. Hang in there."
"Yuqi, finish your hair first. It's not that bad. You won't believe me. Listen to this—if you're back to me~" Jiang Tinghan tried to make the best of a bad situation and started singing a line. "Now it even sounds a bit magnetic."
Song Yuqi put her hands on her hips and said, "This optimism is really something... Everyone should learn from you."
Makeup artist Unnie and costume designer Unnie discussed it. Originally, the makeup and styling for "e back to me" was to return to the style of the 2000s, with off-shoulder striped shirts, denim shorts, and straight-leg boots, plus hardware accessories to create a light Asian style, showing off a hot and tall figure.
Now they found a fluffy, gray-brown hat for Jiang Tinghan to wear. The hat, which was twice the size of her head, made her face look even smaller. It also had a fox tail that extended out and wrapped around her neck as a scarf, with a small tuft of white fur at the tip hanging down in front of her chest.
She added a pair of full-length black stockings, snow boots with furry brown socks, and a leopard-print coat over her black striped shirt.
She looks much warmer now, but she's still a hot girl who's always out in the streets. Her contact lenses are gray-blue, which gives her a wilder look, like a little wolf that has just hunted a fox and transformed into human form.
The waist chain, bracelet, belt, and thigh ring are still there, giving it a millennium feel.
Song Yuqi wore a matching outfit in contrasting colors: a brown hat and gray boots, except she didn't have a tail; instead, she wore a necklace. When she was with Jiang Tinghan, they looked like twins.
She pulled Jiang Tinghan aside and they took a group photo with smiles, and Jiang Tinghan returned the favor by taking one as well.
However, as Song Yuqi watched Jiang Tinghan manage to place his phone into the staff's hand just before the lift slowly started to rise, she couldn't help but sigh that she still had a lot to learn from Coldy when it came to relaxation.
The previous song was the upbeat "Roly-Poly," and to continue that cheerful mood, the two immediately performed a short skit after coming on stage.
The spotlight swept across, illuminating two beautiful faces. Various rumors were already circulating that Coldy's guest performer was Song Yuqi, but when the audience actually saw her standing on the stage, they still let out excited screams.
"Aaaaaaahh ...
Jiang Tinghan pointed to the piano in the distance and nudged Song Yuqi, signaling her to play it.
Song Yuqi put her hands on her hips, leaned forward, shook her head firmly, and then strode over to pull Jiang Tinghan to the piano. She pressed down on Jiang's shoulders to make her sit down, her meaning clear: "You come here!"
It was like performing a silent film, with movements so comical and exaggerated that they resembled a Disney animated movie. The audience below couldn't help but burst into silly laughter as they looked at the two faces.
Jiang Tinghan's silver-black belt draped a long section behind her waist, resembling a thin, curved kitten tail.
It bounces and sways as it walks.
Kwon Ji-yong silently buried his face in the pillow, telling himself to delete the adult content from his mind; it was too offensive.
Looking up, I saw the gleaming silver thigh ring again; it seemed a little too small, as it sank in slightly.
"..."
It's the middle of winter, but it feels a bit warm.
The moment the notes began, Kwon Ji-yong finally calmed down.
The smooth piano notes flowed from the slender, pale fingertips, accompanied only by the patter of rain and the occasional rumble of thunder.
Jiang Tinghan's smile vanished, and her profile was obscured by her large hat. The director then gave her a close-up shot, capturing the silence and melancholy on her face.
The sound of the zither was similar, somewhat oppressive, like the magnificent, bright moonlight pouring down, yet making one feel chilly and uneasy.
"Back to Me" is a classic R&B track from Utada Hikaru's UK album. Although the album doesn't have a high rating, the song is very catchy and especially suitable for winter and rainy days.
"The rain falls on my windows."
Raindrops pattered against the window.
As she opened her mouth, her originally clear voice became slightly hoarse, which actually suited the mood of the song better, making it sound bittersweet.
Just by listening to her, you can tell she's a widow whose husband has been dead for ten years.
"And a coldness runs through my soul."
A chill usually creeps in, striking straight to the soul.
Jiang Tinghan removed her hands from the piano, raised her arms and hugged herself, as if trying to warm herself.
"And the rain falls on the rains falls."
The rain kept falling and falling.
"I don't want to be alone."
Right now, I really don't want to be alone.
Rainy day, hazy light, pale face, trembling raven feathers, slightly cool voice...
Now, he also has a captivating beauty mark under his eye.
All of this made Kwon Ji-yong involuntarily recall the night he first escorted Jiang Tinghan back to her dormitory.
The umbrella was wet, and the air was thick. They didn't seem to say much in the car, but the atmosphere grew increasingly tense, cautious, and ambiguous.
Kwon Ji-yong's male brain was working hard. If he could appear by her side right now, even just sitting down quietly would be enough. Perhaps such simple companionship could help her escape loneliness.
Someone took his place.
Song Yuqi sat down next to Jiang Tinghan, with her back to the piano. The camera composition divided the scene in two, like two different worlds, but the two heads were close together, giving the picture a sense of fusion.
She lowered her breath and sang softly, her hoarse voice sounding languid: "I wish that I could photoshop all bad memories."
If only we could erase the painful memories between us.
"Cause the flashbacks on the flashbacks."
"Won't leave me alone."
Because memories of the past linger in my mind like a movie, refusing to fade away.
Another clap of thunder sounded, and a special effect of a mirror shattering appeared on the big screen, spreading outward from the center and turning into a dense spider web.
Song Yuqi grasped Jiang Tinghan's hand, which was resting on the piano bench, and patted it twice, seemingly to comfort him.
Each fragment contains a photograph, which warns viewers, who remember that during the first public performance, a photo of Coldy on an intimate date with a faceless man appeared!
I hope he won't get another chance!
Thankfully, no, this is full of Coldy's everyday photos!
If you look closely, you can see a few pictures of Coldy when he was a child; the photo of him hugging Wangcai was also used to make up the numbers.
However, several of the photos look strange because they include obstacles such as walls, tree branches, and bus signs. Coldy's face and back are shown, but they are all blurry because they were taken from a distance.
This angle... doesn't it look like a candid shot?
"If you come back to me, I will be all that you need."
If you come back to me, I will provide you with everything you need.
“Baby, back to me.”
My dear, please come back to me.
"Let me make up for what happened in the past."
Let me make amends for the mistakes I made in the past.
Jiang Tinghan stood up, picked up a completely transparent umbrella from beside the piano, and handed the other one to Song Yuqi.
The two walked to the center of the stage, and the cold spotlight followed them as they moved.
The electric piano, keyboard, and Rnb's second heart, the bass, combine various different timbres to create a dreamy and indifferent melody, full of the alienation, distance, and urban feel of an elite city.
The two of them tiptoed along to the melody, walking lightly forward, turning around, raising their umbrellas, drawing a circle with their arms, and then lowering them, swinging the umbrellas, which were still folded, with the tips lightly tapping the floor twice.
The dance moves looked synchronized, gentle yet powerful, and had a touch of classical Chinese dance style.
“Babye back to me!” Song Yuqi sang the first powerful chorus.
Jiang Tinghan softly replied, "E back—"
Immediately afterwards, the two switched places again, and Jiang Tinghan's voice, no longer deliberately suppressed, returned to its minty, sparkling quality: "I will be everything you need!"
I will try my best to provide you with everything you need.
Song Yuqi softly replied, "e back..."
“Baby, come back to me!”
“e back——”
"Boy you are one in a million."
Boy, you are my one in a million.
Each chorus is like an earnest call, and the two voices are like a combination of iced cola and hot tea—novel yet interesting, each with its own unique characteristics and neither superior to the other.
Occasionally, the singing and harmonies blend together, creating a unique charm.
With a "whoosh," the two umbrellas were opened, and Jiang Tinghan's hands, which had been completely covered in the previous performance, were finally exposed. His pale fingertips pulled off the umbrella buckles and pushed them upwards from the ends, raising the umbrellas in the process. This smooth movement was full of ancient charm, as if he were raising an oil-paper umbrella.
Both women held an umbrella in one hand and put the other hand in their coat pockets. This was a gesture added just before going on stage, and they remembered it perfectly. Even without rehearsals, their movements were almost identical.
Under the umbrella, they lowered their eyes, their long legs sweeping back and forth, as if idly tapping the floor with the tips of their shoes.
Behind it was an iron railing, and not far away there was a "No Parking" sign, as if it were waiting for someone by the roadside.
Although the story is still unclear, the vocals and dance are impeccable, allowing the audience to calm down and savor the performance.
Their dances and outfits exude a cool sexiness, especially Coldy, whose silver accessories sway when she dances, and you can almost hear the tinkling sound they make.
Slurp, you'll find yourself drooling before you know it.
[OMG, this song is so difficult! The chorus is completely impossible to breathe in if it's not sung by two people, and every line is a high note.]
[I have to say, Coldy is such a good singer! His vibrato is amazing, and you can even hear the sobbing in his voice.]
[This dance is really good. Long arms and legs make dancing feel different. Usually, people use umbrellas to dance more hippie jazz dances, but this doesn't look like it. What kind of dance is this?]
[It seems to have incorporated some movements from traditional Chinese umbrella dance. It just so happens that both of them are Chinese green cards, so their sweeping and powerful movements are truly beautiful.]
[Is this song about girls repenting after making a mistake? No matter who the boy is, or how big the mistake is, please forgive them! How can you bear to see them so heartbroken?]
[My focus is on Coldy's amazing figure... Is this what high-class sexiness is? She didn't show anything, just her face and hands, and it made me blush and my heart race.]
Wearing a leopard-print coat makes me feel like a rich heiress is dancing for me—it's such an honor!
[I think they look like supermodels, so wild! Yuqi is like a little leopard, while Coldy is like a mature wolf. Yuqi is clearly older, but Coldy has a really strong older sister vibe.]
[This is the true value of being 1.7 meters tall, lol... Yuqi also has a rather cute appearance.]
The two stood by the roadside lamplight for a while. Song Yuqi frequently turned her head to look at the heartbroken Jiang Tinghan, as if she had made up her mind.
She opened the fire extinguisher box under the railing, took out a camera, and several layers of rough hemp rope were wrapped around the camera.
Song Yuqi's previously warm voice turned somber: "I admit I cheated."
I admit that I did something that I'm sorry for.
"Don't know why I did it."
I don't know why I did that.
"But I do regret it!"
But I truly regret it.
Jiang Tinghan's expression instantly turned to astonishment, and he loosened his grip, causing the umbrella to fall to the floor.
“Nothing can do or say can change the past.”
I know that nothing I say can change the past.
At first, Song Yuqi seemed to be accompanying Jiang Tinghan as her friend, helping her call for the boy to come back.
But now she's repeatedly saying, "Babye back to me!"
Jiang Tinghan's face grew paler and paler, and she didn't even sing the harmonies of "e back," as if she was expressing her resistance.
The more remorseful Song Yuqi looked, the faster Jiang Tinghan's pupils trembled, seemingly overflowing with fear.
"I will be everything you need!"
I will try my best to meet all your needs!
Song Yuqi took two steps closer, her eyes wide open. For some reason, her cute face made her look somewhat crazy and scary, appearing exceptionally sickly and delicate.
Jiang Tinghan's hands trembled, her face cold, as she ripped off her hat and scarf. Her once smooth, fair neck was now covered with dark purple wounds. The wounds had scabbed over, but the horror of the previous wounds was still faintly visible.
She stared at Song Yuqi with a silent accusation.
The next second, she slammed the hat to the ground. Her hat was similar in style to Song Yuqi's, and it was probably a gift from Song Yuqi. This action signified the complete breakdown of their relationship.
Song Yuqi pressed on relentlessly: "Everything I ever did."
Jiang Tinghan directly interrupted her, a mocking smile playing on his lips: "Heaven knows I'm sorry, babe?"
I was so young to see.
I was just too young back then.
"You were always there for me."
I didn't realize you were always by my side.
"And my curiosity got the better of me."
But my curiosity prevailed over me.
There was no gap between these lyrics, and the pitch gradually rose higher and higher. Jiang Tinghan's voice became more and more hoarse as she sang, until she was almost voiceless by the last line. Every vibrato and fleeting ending note seemed to be a cry.
"Baby take it easy on me?"
Instead, she started praying.
Honey, could you please be kinder to me?
Of course, the other party was not going to let her go.
"Anything from A to Z."
"Call me what you want to babe."
Anything in the world that you want, I will give you as you wish.
You are my priority.
"Can't you see you've punished me."
"More than enough already."
Can't you see that I've already been punished severely? It really has been severe enough.
Jiang Tinghan stared at Song Yuqi for a moment, then suddenly grabbed her hand, clenched it into a fist, and gently touched her cheek. She then opened her fingers and covered her throat. Her fingers dug into her skin, as if overlapping with old scars, and continued down to her shoulder, chest... as if replaying some scene.
Finally, she gave him a deep hug, her breaths and sighs mingling and carried through the microphone to every audience member.
It was a trembling voice: "Baby, do you take it easy on me?"
Song Yuqi repeated, "Baby, take it easy on me."
Then she hugged Jiang Tinghan back, nuzzling his neck affectionately a couple of times, seemingly with a touch of possessiveness.
Each "Babye back to me," accompanied by their intertwined and tender dance moves, evoked a sense of destiny, yet also a touch of sweetness.
The black-haired girl smiled, casually tucking a few stray strands of hair behind her ear. Her dark eyes shimmered with an alluring light, and her beauty mark seemed to gleam eerily under the lamplight, like a black tear.
Her five consecutive high notes, each gradually rising higher, recreated the breathtaking power of her performance in "Heaven," like waves layered upon each other, surging and powerful.
Finally, she gracefully concluded: "Girl, you are one in a million."
The last syllable drifted away in the wind, and the previous "boy" was changed to "girl".
Wait, this is too much information, my brain is overloaded. Let me catch my breath and sort this out.
[Previously, photos suspected of being secretly taken surfaced, and Yuqi has pulled out a camera again, which means—it was her who did it?]
[That's not all, there was also rope on the camera. I suspect she not only stalked and secretly filmed me, but also kidnapped me! The scars on Coldy's neck also confirm this.]
[Yes, yes, yes, and the actions of clenching a fist to slap someone in the face and choking someone were repeated, which shows that violence was definitely used during the kidnapping.]
[The first one is a boy, the second one is a girl; will there be some plot involving a girl pretending to be a boy to deceive someone's feelings?]
[Is the person Coldy missed before discovering that Yuqi was that pervert a new character or is it Yuqi herself?]
[The storyline should be like this: Yuqi likes Coldy and commits a series of bad deeds, but Coldy doesn't know it's her and always treats her as a good friend. Then Coldy is heartbroken and misses her ex-boyfriend. Yuqi doesn't want to see Coldy's attention stolen, so she confesses.]
[How could they reconcile with just a hug? That doesn't make sense, does it?]
Does the character Coldy have Stockholm syndrome? If it's about the relationship between perpetrator and victim, it's too twisted and dark...
【No, no, compared to her, I don't even object to Bae Soo-min anymore, Coldy, wake up! She even hit you!】
[Holy crap, I took a look at the screenshots, and several of the candid photos include both Xiao Kou and Da Kou (Xiao Kou's photo editing skills are so bad they're a bit distracting). Whether it's your best friend from childhood who turns out to be your stalker, or someone who's followed you since childhood and then actively approached you to become your friend, it's all pretty creepy, okay?]
[Ugh... This is giving me goosebumps. Such a beautiful song paired with a horror story? I was wondering why the opening piano piece was a bit eerie.]
[Another detail came to mind: Didn't Coldy hug me at the beginning? Maybe he was actually touching the scars on his arm under his clothes...]
[Ahhhhh, please stop talking, it breaks my heart]
[What kind of wild imagination does it take to come up with such a haunted story, and even have the guts to bring it to the stage? Coldy, you're truly amazing!]
I'm wondering if the full video of this stage performance will be broadcast? It feels inappropriate for children and has questionable values, lol.
[I bet a pack of spicy strips, there's a twist!]
[No matter what, there has to be a twist!]
[I guarantee it, it definitely exists. Coldy's expression in the last paragraph is off, while Yuqi, the perpetrator, looks more dazed and intoxicated.]
On stage, the accompaniment gradually subsided, and Jiang Tinghan pulled Song Yuqi to the center of the stage.
She was still smiling, ever since she "forgave" him. It seemed to be raining again, so she was holding an umbrella, but now the two of them were sharing one.
The next instant, all the lights went out, leaving only the beam of light shining on the two of them. Jiang Tinghan suddenly reached out and pushed Song Yuqi away. She quickly fell to the ground and disappeared into the darkness. The lift then took her down from where she was lying on the ground.
Suddenly, the accompaniment was interrupted by the sounds of a rapid crash and brakes.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, it started to rain. The artificial rain, mimicking real raindrops, fell drop by drop, tapping against the transparent umbrella surface.
Under the umbrella, she still had a gentle smile on her lips.
Then, Jiang Tinghan threw the umbrella away again and faced the cold rain.
Water droplets soaked her hair and clothes, and her black hair clung tightly to her pale cheeks like curly, damp seaweed. The light flowed through her long, flowing black hair, across her deep, dark eyes, and cast a seductive shadow beside her beauty mark.
She stood in the center of the stage, as beautiful as a dangerous and forbidden siren.
Thunder rumbled, a white light flashed across the stage like lightning, and the accompaniment seemed to faintly contain the sounds of sirens and the beeping of a stopped heartbeat.
The living will eventually leave us, only the dead can accompany us forever, that is the true meaning of "Babye back to me".
The rain was getting heavier and heavier.
Wow...it's like they've gone crazy!
[What a stage maniac! I was completely blown away the first time I saw him, especially the part where he threw away his umbrella and got soaked in the rain at the end. I was so excited I didn't even know what to say!]
[In my opinion, good riddance! That's exactly how it should be! Get revenge on those who hurt you!]
[Ahhh, this was so satisfying! The stage design was packed with elements! Forced love/falling in love with an enemy/homosexuality and hatred/stalking/imprisonment/revenge and revenge… and it even incorporated some classical dance. Seriously, is this stage even respectable?]
Coldy is just too well-rounded.
I never imagined that the stage for this song would have a dark theme.
It's unbelievable that this incredibly polished stage performance and "Heaven" were rehearsed in just two weeks. Is Coldy a god?
[Undoubtedly a god!]
This amazing collaboration stage will be on my list of stage performances of the year. It's my favorite Coldy performance ever! The outfit was the most normal, yet it was the most stunning.
When the two beautiful women first appeared, I thought they were going to present me with a stage full of love and hate.
Tell me, was there love or hate? It was just a twisted kind of love, and a hatred so intense I wished you were dead.
[So twisted, so grotesque, yet so delicious! I never imagined I'd taste this grotesque, eccentric flavor on a talent show performance stage.]
[Speaking of which, isn't there another interpretation to this story? If it was all a setup by Coldy... I didn't see how much she loved her ex-boyfriend. It seemed more like a pretext to lure out a pervert. Maybe she already had suspicions, and this stage was her way of verifying whether Yuqi was behind it!]
[OMG, what a brilliant idea! Was it all an act? Coldy is so clever, he's even more yummy now!]
[How did a performance turn into a suspense drama? I'm punishing you two by making you act in a drama with two female leads.]
[But with this temperature and rain, I'm really worried about Coldy catching a cold!]
[Yeah, it must be really uncomfortable and hard to get rid of a wet, sticky coat!]
The audience was extremely worried, as Jiang Tinghan was being scolded at that moment.
While enduring a reprimand from PD Yoon, he also had to deal with Song Yuqi's concerns.
The original stage design didn't include the rain scene; it was just her looking cool with an umbrella in the rain, and that was it. She added it on the spot because she felt it would make the stage effect better.
Of course, you can't tell the truth to the PD.
With her face flushed bright red, she buried herself in a soft towel, her voice thick with nasal tone: "I'm sorry, Director, I wasn't quite myself on stage, and in a moment of impulse, I just threw the umbrella away."
"Because I was so hot at the time, I really wanted to cool off..."
Seeing her pitiful appearance, Yoon Shin-hye couldn't bear to say anything and sighed.
"Take your fever reducer first. If you can't take it anymore, be sure to tell us and we'll take you to the hospital."
Jiang Tinghan mumbled, somewhat dazed, "Okay..."
Her mind was truly muddled. After changing into warm clothes, she was almost asleep. She couldn't hear what Song Yuqi was chattering in her ear. She only briefly regained consciousness when the other person left, and stood up to bow.
"Thank you, senior Yuqi. Goodbye, senior."
Song Yuqi: "Okay, you get some rest. I'm leaving now. Good luck with the upcoming performances!"
Half-asleep, Jiang Tinghan saw many people coming and going. She didn't know exactly how much time had passed when her phone vibrated, startling her awake.
The caller ID displayed a familiar name.
Jiang Tinghan was somewhat surprised, but since she was in the lounge and not in the recording studio, she answered the call.
The moment the call connected, the other party hung up and sent a message, as if the phone had only served as an alarm clock.
I'm in the venue's underground parking lot.
There's something I need to give you. Find someone you trust to help you carry it.
Then, the other party sent a video showing a bulging bag sitting quietly on the cement floor. The camera panned up to show the surrounding scenery so she could confirm its location.
……ah?
Every word he said shocked Jiang Tinghan.
Why is Kwon Ji-yong here? And he arrived right when the performance was almost over!
She immediately stood up, her head suddenly feeling dizzy and throbbing as if she had been hit. She leaned against the wall for a while to catch her breath.
A staff member nearby asked with concern, "Coldy, where are you going?"
Jiang Tinghan tucked his scarf in and said in a muffled voice, "I'm going to the restroom."
Do you need help?
"Need not."
Jiang Tinghan rushed to the studio and dragged Lin Zhixia, who had already finished her performance, out.
"Come with me."
Lin Zhixia: "??? What are you doing?"
"My goodness, you look terrible. You should get some rest. Why are you still wandering around like that?"
Jiang Tinghan coughed twice, looking down: "My friend is outside the venue, looking for me."
“Friend…” Lin Zhixia thought for a moment, then suddenly exclaimed in surprise, “Could it be your—”
Jiang Tinghan interrupted her: "Be careful what you say and do."
Lin Zhixia quickly put a finger to her lips: "Shh—"
She lowered her voice: "How can you be so bold? Aren't you afraid of being photographed?"
Jiang Tinghan: "That's why I brought you along."
Lin Zhixia: "No way! Hey! Don't I fear being photographed? Coldy, you've gone too far!"
Jiang Tinghan mimicked her accent: "You sound so annoying when you talk."
Lin Zhixia felt that Jiang Tinghan seemed overly lively right now. She touched her face, and it was as hot as a small furnace.
"You've really been burned out. Why aren't you going to the hospital? What are you trying to prove by pretending to be strong?"
Jiang Tinghan whispered, "I wanted to get first place. Now you know what I was bragging about."
Lin Zhixia choked up: "You'll drive me crazy sooner or later."
Jiang Tinghan opened the video: "Find out where this is."
Lin Zhixia muttered under her breath, "They're treating me like a servant again."
But I still obediently started watching the video.
They used the excuse of going out to buy medicine to leave by scanning their faces. Jiang Tinghan looked like she was about to faint at any moment, and the security guards didn't dare to refuse her.
The underground parking lot leads directly outdoors, and it's much colder than inside. With a gust of cold wind, Jiang Tinghan seemed to wake up again.
She looked into the distance and pointed: "There."
He added, "I'm faster than you."
Lin Zhixia: "?"
Is Coldy really this childish when he's sick? There's a sense of frustration about wanting to get angry but not being able to.
Jiang Tinghan walked through the snow, her head down, scrolling through her phone.
I'm out.
There's still someone with me.
[Nick Fox: Go to the hospital right after the show, you hear me? It's chilling.]
[Nick Fox: I don't want to bother the director in the middle of the night to take you to the hospital]
Also, you're wearing too little clothing.
Jiang Tinghan pulled Lin Zhixia along and ran a few steps to the pillar.
Inside the bag was a Burberry cashmere plaid scarf in the British style, a heavy-looking, new-looking thermos (I don't know what was inside), a dozen thick hand warmers, and a large amount of cold and fever medicine.
There were no words on it, only two big Korean characters that read "Idiot" written on the outside of this pretty paper bag.
Lin Zhixia doesn't know many Korean words, and the first ones she learned were swear words, with "pabo" being one of them.
The romance between young couples, wow!
Jiang Tinghan looked up and around. There were many cars, but none of the two Rolls-Royces she had ridden in were among them.
Where is he/she?
She looked down, typed, and sent.
[Senior, where are you?]
Also, you seemed a bit fierce today TT TT
When Kwon Ji-yong saw this message, his heart skipped a beat.
Jiang Tinghan is sick... So this is how straightforward he is?
His anger subsided somewhat, but only slightly.
The moment Jiang Tinghan opened her mouth, Quan Zhilong could tell she was sick. He had been worried about her, but when he saw her throw away her umbrella and get soaked in the rain, his anger surged up.
How can you be so careless with your health?!
If it weren't for the city speed limit, I would have loved to floor the gas pedal and drift over here in ten minutes.
Luckily, he was G-Dragon and could use facial recognition to enter the underground parking garage. Otherwise, since parking is strictly prohibited near the venue, he would have had to walk over in the snow and the north wind.
He braced his hands on the steering wheel and typed: "Girl, can't you be reasonable? You're sick and still went out in the rain, but you blame me for being mean?"
Jiang Tinghan: [That was the stage arrangement, there's nothing I could do about it, senior.]
Kwon Ji-yong: [I don't think the production team would approve a plan where the center contestant gets soaked in the rain on stage in the dead of winter.]
Lying is a more serious offense.
Jiang Tinghan tried to use the same trick again: "Senior, I'm sick, my mind isn't quite clear."
Kwon Ji-yong: [You're sick and you still take cold showers? You like taking cold showers so much? That's double the offense.]
Lin Zhixia secretly observed from the side, and was surprised that people were still communicating by text message even after they arrived.
Seriously? How many levels of secrecy are they keeping about this secret relationship?
No, this is a parking garage that only staff and artists are allowed in. How did Coldy's boyfriend get in?
No way, no way, no way?!
Lin Zhixia had a guess that she herself could hardly believe.
Could it be that Coldy's Korean boyfriend is also a celebrity?!
Coldy doesn't have a company, so she probably isn't very familiar with male trainees, which means...
Lin Zhixia gasped. Holy crap, no way! This guy hasn't even debuted yet and he's already hooked up with a senior—no, he's been hooked up with by a senior!
Anyone who's interested in a female trainee is definitely not a good person!
Lin Zhixia looked at Jiang Tinghan with inexplicable worry in her eyes, as if she could already see her future being manipulated by her senior and then ruthlessly abandoned.
Never mind, I'll respect other people's fate.
Jiang Tinghan didn't want to explain (make excuses) anymore: "Senior, are you still there? Did you go back? I should at least thank you."
Kwon Ji-yong rubbed his nose, which was inexplicably itchy, wondering if someone was talking about him behind his back. He then replied, "You've finished speaking."
He typed "I don't want to see you" and hesitated before sending it.
Jiang Tinghan had already sent a new message.
Is it not even allowed to see you?
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Author's note: 8low really doesn't treat us like outsiders, sending us a picture every now and then [pity].
Why do I have nightmares about having my heart ripped out? I've been set up.
I dreamt that I was boldly arguing with a wanted criminal. He had left, but then he came back and stood in front of me. Then I woke up. It was pitch black, and I saw a person in the mirror. I was almost scared to death! [crying emoji]
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