Chapter 76 Self-Demands Are Not Allowed 3/19.6.50
Days passed, and Anru Feng and Quan Zhilong still hadn't been switched back.
Perhaps because Kwon Ji-yong's body has muscle memory, An Joo-pung mastered Korean very quickly and had no problem with daily conversations, and her accent was also very standard.
After Anru Feng was able to communicate in Korean, she stopped pretending that her voice was bad. After all, it had been quite a while, and circumstances did not allow Kwon Ji-yong to remain ill for an extended period.
After her voice recovered, An Rufeng had a lot more to do. She replaced Quan Zhilong and held many meetings with staff from various departments to discuss many things.
For example, in the preparation of the group album, we discussed the musical direction with the company's producers, including the style, theme, and emotional tone of the comeback, whether existing song materials should be modified, how to modify them, and planned and formulated the schedule for recording, mixing, and release, etc.
For example, in concert preparation, designing the song list order, balancing fast and slow tempos with emotional fluctuations, discussing interaction and improvisation, discussing the lighting script with the lighting engineer, confirming the speed changes and transition points for each song with the band, and discussing costumes with the designer to ensure both aesthetics and ease of changing, etc.
There were countless issues, but fortunately, before each discussion, Kwon Ji-yong would tell An Yeo-feng his general ideas, and he could often participate in the discussions. The two worked together and got through them smoothly.
An Rufeng dealt with the matter by asking Quan Zhilong later, since it wasn't during the discussion.
Therefore, the fact that the two had swapped bodies was never exposed.
As usual, Anru Feng finished practicing part of her plan that day. With nothing else to do, she planned to rest for a while before leaving when someone opened the door to the practice room and came in.
Kwon Ji-yong, who was writing and drawing on the side, saw the newcomer and immediately whispered to An Yeo-bong, who was sitting down, to get up and greet him.
Anru Feng recognized the person who came; it was the owner of Waiji.
Anru followed the crowd, bowed, and called him "brother."
President Yang smiled and spoke to Kwon Ji-yong: "Ji-yong, are the preparations for the group album and concert going smoothly?"
Kwon Ji-yong and the other four members of BB became nervous when they saw President Yang talking to An Ru-feng.
"Everything is going smoothly so far." An Rufeng replied respectfully, recalling the video she had seen of Kwon Ji-yong interacting with his CEO.
Fortunately, President Yang only inquired about the progress and asked a few more questions before leaving.
Just as BB and the others breathed a sigh of relief, President Yang suddenly asked curiously, "I haven't seen the newly choreographed songs and dances yet. Perform them for me, I want to see them."
To add a fresh feel and provide fans with a better live experience, some classic songs have been rearranged with new elements.
Perhaps due to muscle memory, An Rufeng has mastered it quite well now, but that is relative to An Rufeng's strength; it is still far inferior to Quan Zhilong's.
But the group couldn't refuse, so they had no choice but to bite the bullet and perform the best Anjou-style song they had ever practiced.
President Yang's face darkened, and he said to Kwon Ji-yong in a harsh tone, "What are you doing! Don't you want to work here anymore! Dancing like this! As the team leader, is this how you are..."
After the performance, unsurprisingly, President Yang gave Kwon Ji-yong a dressing down. The words he used were extremely offensive. It would have been one thing to stick to the facts, but it included personal attacks.
An Rufeng, facing President Yang directly, had a sullen face and was about to retort when Quan Zhilong, who was standing to the side, quickly pulled An Rufeng's hand.
An Rufeng endured it for a moment, and finally resumed her posture of bowing her head and accepting reprimand.
President Yang initially regretted his outburst against Kwon Ji-yong and intended to back down.
Since Kwon Ji-yong and the others became more and more popular, he has toned down his behavior a lot, but when he saw Kwon Ji-yong's cold face and unconvinced look, he immediately got angry again and wanted to continue cursing.
Later, seeing Kwon Ji-yong obediently accepting the training, he reluctantly gave up his thoughts.
"Now that they've grown too powerful, we can't go too far." President Yang said a few words of reassurance and then left.
Before leaving, I glanced at An Joo-pung next to Kwon Ji-yong.
As soon as President Yang left, Quan Zhilong said to An Rufeng, "What did you want to say to President Yang just now?"
"What else can we say? Of course, we should curse back." An Rufeng said coldly.
"If you feel you said something wrong after being scolded, you can explain it after he or she finishes speaking, but don't swear at him."
"That's so unreasonable! Why can't he speak properly? What he said was awful. This isn't being scolded; it's being bullied. If he does that again, I'll definitely fight back!"
"You can't do that. He's a senior, you have to respect him." If you do that, it will definitely be a mess.
"Respect?" An Rufeng found it incomprehensible. "If letting him curse is respecting him, then what about myself? Who will respect me?"
That would be betraying herself! An insult to herself! She wouldn't allow anyone to trample on her self-respect.
Kwon Ji-yong paused for a moment; he was used to being scolded by the company president.
He always maintained a respectful attitude towards the company president who had shown him kindness, and never argued with him.
Previously, he willingly accepted the position because of the president's guidance and cultivation, as well as his outstanding musical ability; now, it's more out of respect for the president's position and a kind of silence because he doesn't know what to say.
After a while, Quan Zhilong said to An Rufeng, "He was scolding me, not you. Next time you get scolded, just lower your head and pretend you didn't hear it."
An Rufeng pursed her lips and reluctantly accepted his statement.
An Rufeng originally planned to go home, but because of President Yang's incident, she practiced for a while longer before returning home.
An Rufeng moved today. She used to live at Quan Zhilong's house, while Quan Zhilong lived in another property that he had not disclosed.
Living in other people's houses was inconvenient, so Anru Feng has now rented her own place.
When An Rufeng returned home, Brother Li had already moved her things to the new house.
After she finished packing her things, she realized that she was missing some small items, so she went downstairs to buy them.
When I went out, I wasn't used to it and almost went out without making any disguise.
After returning home, I put on a hat and mask to disguise myself before going to the supermarket not far from my neighborhood.
When shopping, Anru was careful and discreet, not wanting to be recognized, but someone still did.
"Is that GD oppa?" Faced with the surprised and enthusiastic eyes of the fans who had quietly approached, An Rufeng nodded stiffly.
"Can I get an autograph and a photo?" fans eagerly awaited.
"Sure." Anru Feng smiled humbly and warmly, and kindly signed autographs and took photos with them.
During the shopping trip, An Rufeng felt that people were watching her from time to time. If it were just her, she wouldn't care and would let them look all they wanted.
But she was now Kwon Ji-yong and had to maintain his image, so An Ru-feng felt very uncomfortable. She quickly bought her things, paid the bill, and left.
During this time, you also need to be careful to see if anyone is following you.
Fortunately, now An Rufeng's bodyguard, Brother Li, is with Quan Zhilong, and Quan Zhilong's bodyguard, Brother Hu, is with An Rufeng.
Tiger was experienced and successfully escorted her back to her neighborhood.
Back home, An Rufeng tidied up her studio and then started painting.
After finishing the painting, An Rufeng felt a little better after being upset by President Yang.
Anru Feng looked at the painting.
The birds in the trees have sharp eyes, and their indignant spirit seems to leap out of the painting.
This is the animal she painted with the most expressive emotion, Anru Feng thought.
During this period, she painted while feeling depressed, anxious, frustrated, angry, and other negative emotions.
Autumn and winter landscape paintings have never been painted so well; they are so desolate and oppressive.
For the first time, her personal paintings, which recorded her feelings, included works that were not meant to capture beautiful moments, but rather to express anger.
It was a stalker's sketch, drawn because he was unable to take any action after being harassed by her multiple times.
Such moments were too humiliating and infuriating; she wanted to paint them to remember them for a lifetime.
Amazingly, just a few days after An Rufeng changed houses, one evening she was surprised to find that she and Quan Zhilong had switched back.
An Rufeng immediately sent a text message to Quan Zhilong, and the next day she didn't go to Wai Chicken.
The day after switching back to her body, Anru went out on the street without a mask, hat, or sunglasses, taking a leisurely city walk.
Kwon Ji-yong sat in the van, in a good mood as he looked out the window at the street scene, now that his body had been switched back.
Suddenly, his gaze was drawn to a figure standing not far ahead.
It was the back view of a woman.
The person was wearing a long white trench coat, and their long, silky hair fell straight down their back.
Kwon Ji-yong's heart skipped a beat, and an extremely familiar feeling instantly surged into his mind.
The man's back view looked very much like the back view of the woman he had met in Paris.
But how did she end up in country H?
Kwon Ji-yong wanted to see clearly and confirm, but the car was going too fast and quickly passed her, instantly widening the distance between them.
Kwon Ji-yong didn't feel comfortable asking the car to reverse.
You must have misread it. She is most likely Chinese and probably not from country H.
An Rufeng walked on the street, not needing to maintain her image, not needing to care about other people's gaze, not needing to think about whether she would be recognized, not needing to pay attention to the people walking towards her, not needing to think about whether she needed to greet them, not needing to respond to the affection of strangers, feeling the breeze on her face, feeling the clear sky and refreshing air, and feeling relaxed and comfortable.
Having experienced harassment from stalkers during this time, An Rufeng has let go of much of her resentment towards Quan Zhilong's persistent suspicion that she was a stalker.
She opened his door out of nowhere and couldn't provide any solid evidence to explain it. He's often harassed by obsessive fans, so his excessive vigilance and caution are understandable.
An Rufeng no longer had any particular feelings about Quan Zhilong; she neither disliked nor liked him, but she hated and couldn't stand his oppressive, even suffocating, lifestyle.
When he was in his position, he had to consider everything he did, and there were many things he couldn't do.
The public will not allow it.
The company will not allow it.
Popularity won't allow it.
An Rufeng walked slowly, gazing at the road ahead, a sense of doubt creeping into her mind.
GD must be a very self-reliant and individualistic person, how could he tolerate living such a restrictive life?
More than ten years? How has he managed to survive?
What sustains a self-reliant and rebellious person through more than a decade of such a life?
Anru Feng couldn't help but recall that when she was trying to understand him and imitate him, watching his videos, she had heard him say in an interview that he would unconditionally be more successful than the members until he died.
As a team leader, to lead the team, you need to be stronger than the team itself.
He truly always led by example, whether it was the angle of his deepest bow, his personal stage design, or his all-night songwriting sessions. He set a benchmark for his members in every aspect, leading the team through actions rather than empty talk.
What made him persevere?
may be,
His status doesn't allow it.
His responsibilities wouldn't allow it.
his……
Is it not allowed to demand more of myself?
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