Chapter 38: Quan Zhilong: I will not renew my contract with S/M
Rabbits run and crows fly, and horses pass by the window. The light green page is old and simple, but it looks warm and precious because of the blogger’s daily life that is updated from time to time.
The most common one is simple text with photos. Landscape photos account for the majority of the photos, but there are also occasional portraits. The time and seasons in the photos are different, but it is obvious that they are all photos of the same girl.
The time in the lower right corner of the latest photo shows October 1999. In the past two years, the Famicom that was once treasured by the children has been covered in dust, the children's channel has been opened less and less frequently, the money in the little golden pig's belly is no longer taken out on time, the small shop outside S/M has become a small supermarket, and the dance mat that was waiting for the two children to dance on time every month has also become accustomed to their occasional failure to show up.
Kwon Ji-yong began to learn to write rap lyrics, while Ye-eun gradually got used to going to and from the company for training alone.
In the full-length mirror, Ye-eun has slender arms and legs and an upright figure. One can tell at a glance that she has received a good artistic education since childhood. She folded her ballet costume and put it in the corner of the closet, then picked up her bag and money and went to the bus stop. Last week, Ye-eun ended her six-year ballet class after her teacher asked if she wanted to switch from amateur to professional.
Although she was reluctant, Ye-en also breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, there is some free time in the busy schedule.
She is already very familiar with the journey from home to S/M. She takes the bus to the subway entrance, then takes the subway to Apgujeong, and then walks for about five minutes to SM.
On the subway, Ye-eun was wearing headphones, and the song playing in her headphones was "I Yah", the album released last month by her senior company member HOT, which was released last month. She sat on the subway seat and glanced at a few sisters holding bags. They looked familiar. They must be fans who often waited in front of the company gate to watch the sisters go to and from get off work.
Since their debut, HOT seems to be the most popular group, crushing all idol groups. As a trainee who has had a relatively happy time in S/M in recent years, Ye-eun is also truly happy and proud.
However, it is highly likely that these unnies will not be able to meet oppas, after all, they have been very busy in China, Japan and South Korea since their debut. Not to mention the fans, even many of the new trainees who joined the company in the past two years have never seen the Oppas.
However, Ye-eun understands that for fans, even if they can't see her, they can feel happy as long as they check in at the company gate. She threw the coin into the exit and followed behind the excited fans.
They noticed that the pretty little girl behind them was going in the same direction as them, and were amazed at whose fan this pretty girl was.
Thinking of this, they also asked.
This is mistaking yourself for a fan. Ye-eun didn’t deny it, she thought about it and smiled, “I’m a fan of Sung Hyonnie.”
"Oh, it's the captain of SES, right?" The leading girl didn't pay much attention to anyone except HOT. She thought for two seconds before matching the name with the person, "Is it the girl who sings well?"
They chatted for a while, but the others thought Ye-en looked more and more familiar. When they arrived at the company gate, they piled their things into a corner and finally remembered while taking out the poster.
One of them pulled the girl who was still asking Ye-eun to wait in the shade and whispered, "She can get in. She looks like a trainee."
Ye-eun smiled and waved to the stunned unnie, "Bye unnie, I'll go in first."
Just as she turned and left, the girls behind her suddenly screamed. Ye-eun was startled, but quickly realized that they must have met an artist who had already debuted.
She also turned her head out of curiosity, and unexpectedly saw several people from HOT getting out of the car.
They didn't seem to be in a good mood and didn't communicate at all when they got off the car. However, after discovering the fans, they tried hard to smile, bow and say hello.
However, as soon as she entered the company, Yien noticed that the corners of their mouths all dropped. The air pressure was terribly low, and it seemed that even the sky was overcast. Yien even wanted to look up to see if it was going to rain inside the company.
In the elevator, she stood in the corner with headphones on and a straw in her mouth, strawberry milk sliding down her throat into her stomach. Several seniors came in in a hurry and she didn't even have time to say hello.
By the time she unconsciously stepped back and leaned against the corner, the atmosphere in the entire elevator had become awkward. Alas, this quiet atmosphere made her feel uncomfortable even when drinking milk.
Wen Xijun had his long hair tied behind his head. He leaned against the elevator with his eyes lowered. Suddenly, he saw a pair of feet wearing red Mary Jane shoes sneaking towards him within his sight.
"?" He was startled. Was there someone else in the elevator just now? And it was a child wearing red shoes. The four members in front were still standing there motionless, all with their heads down and not saying a word. Even though he knew that everyone had been in a bad mood these days, he was still scared by the thoughts in his mind and broke into a sweat.
His mind went from Korean horror movies to European and American thrillers, and finally to Chinese ghost movies. He shouldn't be so bad at watching them and yet love watching them! All the hair on his body stood up for a moment, his Adam's apple moved a little, but he didn't dare turn his head to look.
The pair of red shoes were getting closer and closer to him, but the members around him seemed to be unaware. Wen Xijun swallowed and moved his ears.
No footsteps! Wen Xijun took a deep breath, and when the red skirt appeared in his sight again, he finally closed his eyes, made up his mind, raised his hand to pull the corner of An Qixuan's clothes, "There is a ghost!"
Ye-eun was startled and stopped moving forward because of his scream that broke through the elevator roof. She swallowed the milk, stood still and met the eyes of several people. She raised her hand awkwardly but politely to greet them, "Seniors, Anianxeyo?"
Wen Xijun, who came in first, didn't even see Yi Eun, let alone the next few members who were worried. Everyone was shocked. After a second of silence, Ahn Chi-hyun pulled Moon Hee-jun and shouted, "Ah Xi..."
If the other three weren't scared by Ye-en, they would have been scared to death by these two. The strange atmosphere among the few people recently was also broken because of Ye Eun. Zhang Youhe sighed, "These are trainees from our company, trainees."
"Oh, it seems so. I have some impression..." Wen Xijun stroked his chest, feeling embarrassed and scared, "Why did you come over here quietly?"
Yien blinked and was speechless, "Seniors, you didn't press the elevator button..."
It’s been so long and the elevator hasn’t arrived yet, but you were so immersed in your own world that you didn’t notice it at all, right? ?
She looked up at the group and gave them a polite smile. "Third floor, thank you."
The tone of her ordering the senior was extremely natural. It was not until she left and the elevator door slowly closed that Ahn Chi-hyun could not help but complain, "No, how dare she tell us to press the elevator button like that?"
Zhang Youhe raised his eyelids and leaned towards the elevator. He glanced at the captain who had covered the elevator buttons again and complained, "Which is more polite, asking us to press the buttons or directly pulling the captain apart and pressing them?"
Wen Xijun touched his eyes awkwardly, and the corners of his mouth just raised, "I remember now, she is the child with the same surname as Director Li Xiuman. I saw her when she was very young. Has she grown up so much?"
When Li Xiuman was mentioned, the entire elevator fell silent again, and the atmosphere returned to silence.
When Yien left, she didn't know that the seniors behind her still remembered her, but she remembered the silent atmosphere of their day. As soon as she saw Quan Baoer, she curiously grabbed her arm and gossiped in a low voice, "Ouni, Ouni, all the oppas from HOT came to the company today, and they look very strange."
To be honest, last year Kwon Bo-ah actually regarded this little girl who competed with her for the first place in every monthly assessment as her competitor. Later, when she found that the teachers in the company seemed to deliberately create an atmosphere in front of her that "if you don't work hard, your position will be taken away", her rebellious mentality came out.
What's more, Ye'en doesn't care at all about what the teachers say. She practices happily every day and doesn't care what other people think of her. She doesn't seem to regard herself as a competitor. On the contrary, because she is closer in age to her among the trainees, she is very close to her.
With my rebellious heart and Ye-eun's innocent eyes, treating Ye-eun as my good friend is as easy as drinking water.
"You really don't care about the changes in management at all." Kwon Bo-ah glanced at the other trainees and pulled Ye-eun to a corner. "President Zheng left, and the new president became Director Kim."
Ye-eun is young and doesn't really pay attention to S/M matters, not to mention that the only senior executive in the company she knows is Li Xiuman. She scratched her head, "Ah, what does that have to do with Oppa and the others."
Quan Baoer knew from her expression that she didn't even know who these two people were. She spread the cloth on the ground, pulled Yi Eun to sit in the corner, and lowered her voice very low, "You only know Director Li Xiuman, right? Although he is the artist director, he is actually the one in charge of our company. These two presidents are actually his left and right arms."
No one is paying attention to them. The more Kwon Bo-ah talks, the brighter her eyes become. "As for President Jung Hae-ik who left this year, he was able to accompany the seniors of HOT to debut. I heard that he even lived in the dormitory with the seniors when they debuted."
"Ah?" Ye-eun opened her eyes wide. No wonder the seniors from HOT all looked like they didn't want to talk when she met them today. "Then why did he leave?"
Ye-eun put herself in his shoes. In her mind, the most trustworthy people in the company, besides Choi Sung-hee, Kwon Bo-ah, and Moon Hee-jun who had forgotten about her but was still very handsome, were only Lee Soo-man and Agassi. She would definitely be sad if any of them left the company.
It's a power struggle. After all, Kwon Bo-ah is five years older than Ye-eun, and her family is financially strong. Moreover, the company has been in turmoil recently because of the struggle between Zheng and Jin. How could she, who stays in the company every day, not notice anything?
"Hey, kids, don't worry about it. Let's just train as usual." She stretched and pulled Yien to stand up. The two of them stood in the middle of the practice room, one in front and one behind, and began to practice dancing with the same strength and amplitude.
However, even if they thought it had little to do with them, the major changes in management still affected Ye-eun. The most obvious point is that Ye-eun found herself out of work.
Ever since she appeared in Seo Taiji's MV, although she is not considered a formal actor, the company would occasionally arrange some small roles for her to show her face, some for just a few seconds, and some for a minute or two. Although it seems insignificant, it still made her have a little fans.
However, by the beginning of 2000, Ye-eun found herself without any job for almost half a year. Even the older trainees said that they had even less work as backup dancers on TV stations.
Quan Zhilong listened to Yi Eun's distress and remembered what he heard in the company, "I heard that President Zheng was in charge of contacting various TV stations before, but now all his work has been transferred to President Jin. It seems that the staff of the TV station don't like President Jin's working style."
He had also met President Zheng Haiyi, a very amiable uncle. He heard from his brothers that he was always smiling and polite when he was working, so the artists he brought out were also very popular with the TV station staff.
However, after Kim Kyung-wook took over as president, his overbearing work style caused dissatisfaction among many people. He even directly rejected an offer from a TV station and took the artist to another TV station to appear on the same type of program.
The company was in chaos, and people's hearts naturally began to waver. Yi En pinched her lips in confusion, "Ah, then Li Xiuman Agassi doesn't care about them?"
Kwon Ji-yong glanced at Ye-eun. For some reason, she really felt that Director Li Xiuman was a very good person. He shook his head. He actually had no interest in company management. "I don't know either."
He heard all that from other trainees before. Otherwise, how could he, a trainee who only went there once a month, know so much?
"Ye-eun." Quan Zhilong lowered his head and wrote two strokes on the notebook. He didn't know how to start the conversation. He lowered his eyes and didn't dare to look at her. "I may not renew my contract with S/M."
Ye-eun nodded out of habit first, then realized, "Ah? What do you mean? Are you saying you won't go once a month?"
Quan Zhilong stole a glance at Yi Eun, and there was no anger on her face except for surprise. He breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes, the company has been in chaos recently, and many trainees have terminated their contracts. I don't want to renew my contract either."
Kwon Ji-yong knows that he will never have a chance to debut in S/M. Rather than signing a trainee contract with S/M with no future, he might as well see if there are any rap competitions that can help him grow. "So there's no need for me to waste my time here."
"Okay." Ye Eun nodded. Two years had passed, and she was no longer the kind of kid who would get angry just because the other person wasn't worthy of her. "Then don't bother with this donkey! Ride on your horse and find your own future!"
She was so excited as she talked to herself that the soundtrack of "My Fair Princess" was in her mind. The scene in front of her seemed to be an endless prairie. She raised her hands and wanted to make the posture of riding a horse.
"Don't keep me company with the mortal world..." The hand he just stretched out was pinched by Quan Zhilong before he could wave it. He looked around with a guilty conscience, and when he saw that the parents were not behind them, he dared to whisper in Yien's ear: "There is one more thing, can you accompany me?"
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