Chapter 190: Chapter 190

It makes sense for everyone to push the wall down.
On weekdays, FALSE relied on the background of the gold master and the Han family. Too many offenders were scorned by others, and they did not dare to openly confront them.
The interview report came out this time, and once again stepped on the painful feet of many defenders.
Helpers are prepared, not only showing the creation time and backup time of their source files, but also submitting the evidence of meeting with FALSE to the camera.
He is still well-known in the industry. Although he is working alone with a company, unlike the big gods in the industry who can take orders at random, at least his works also have several good songs.
Two and a half years ago, FALSE agent said that he was interested in collaborating on a new song. After talking all the way, he asked members to try DEMO, but it was impossible.
As a result, five or six months after turning around, the boy group withdrew from the all-original innovation school, and one of them completely washed and changed his song.
The reporter's due diligence in interviewing: "Excuse me, did you raise any objections at the time? Why are you saying this now?"
The victim himself was very helpless: "How could I have no opinion... otherwise how could I be chased and scolded by their fans for two years..."
"At the time, I stood up and said that my company and many seniors helped me speak, and they were scolded by them for hot issues, and some people said privately that they would kill my family."
"This-isn't it right?"
The other party chose to directly show the photos of the dead bodies of the fans.
The reporter was almost scared to cry: "Fuck!!!"
For a time, many thematic studies and related reviews have also surfaced.
[The deformity trend: what are we ‘fan’ in the end]
[Idol, a packaging industry chain]
[Is the rice circle culture poisoning young people? 】
Fans of many other families quickly opened the wheat: "Is it so good for them to keep Gu? This one is good?! Do you think anyone plagiarized sexual harassment and indulged fans?"
"There are complaints and complaints. Don't fire maps for anything. A group of crazy deaths does not mean that other artists are all unjustly high-ranking. How many brothers and sisters have worked hard to get to today, don't mess up!"
"FALSE family, I know... aren't their family and the company's fans always walking so close, do they still acquiesce fans to help tear the resources and grab the cake?"
"Don't say what people are popular, your brother's red is all marketing, laugh to death -"
This matter is gradually fermenting.
First, a number of journalists dug up the relevant situation of the bribery case, and let the situation lead from the entertainment circle to the direction of corruption of private enterprises. The old dirt was uncovered all the way, and the influence was getting bigger and bigger.
Then OSC Asia headquarters retired many people overnight, dismissed many people, the highest level released a video explaining the investigation, and collectively bowed to apologize.
Basically satisfies these rumours.
FALSE has negotiated this year with the global endorsement of the international big-name AME, and now it has also quietly broken up.
Originally even the advertisement shooting tidbits were leaked out. Last month the brand founder took a picture with the five of them. Now that the advertisement is gone, it seems that there will be no more in the future.
Another super-popular boy group erected in just four years, and then walked to the brink of death.
Zhebi Media, FALSE Boys Group, and everything with the Han family fell into pieces like icebergs.
"Right Lord has restricted going abroad. Do you still have money to withdraw hot search?"
"The fake group is really fake! Fans don't wash the floor!!! It's shameful!!!"
"What the is Han Qu? Is he a stick in the entertainment industry? I'm also drunk--"
The last tsunami was still waiting for an opportunity, and it was delayed.
People didn't understand these secrets before, nor did they understand these capitals and blood, but now they suddenly seemed to be awakening as a group, opening their eyes and seeing the dizziness behind many illusions of light.
Are there fakes that do not shine among the shining stars we are watching?
We were once obsessed with the extreme beauty of fanaticism. Could it also imply the deliberately dressed up discord?
With many topics taking turns on the hot spot, more and more people turned their attention to this farce.
Originally, the three generations of young people cared about their own interests and unconsciously had a common topic.
Middle-aged people fell overnight in astonishment of Asan Ventures, and teenagers were eating melon gossip.
Chatting and chatting is actually related to the family named Han.
Han Qu’s photos were spread all over the Internet, and even the aunt who played mahjong all day long in the small county saw him on the news.
Before leaving with the delegation, Han Yang went to the Han family again.
Han Qu has been taken away by the Securities and Futures Commission for investigation. Han Gaozhi has just been interrogated and is still at home waiting for the next inquiry.
Han Yang grew up with her mother and parents, and her hukou assets are not the same as Han Gaozhi, but she inherits this surname symbolically.
For this reason, at least when the Han's industrial chain was strictly investigated and liquidated, he did not interfere too much with his personal freedom.
The Han family was much simpler overnight, and the old lady and the old lady couldn't close the door. Only Han Gaozhi sat down beside the grass in the courtyard, smoking a cigarette in silence.
Han Yang walked silently, took out a tissue and wiped the bluestone brick next to it, and sat not far away.
Han Gaozhi did not greet him, nor did he avoid the existence of the second son.
He thought for a long time.
As the sunset moved, wild birds flew out of the deep courtyard.
"Yangyang." The middle-aged man extinguished the smoke and looked up at the sky outside the wall.
"Your brother's things, aren't you curious."
Han Yang touched the dog's tail grass and had no intention of judging whether this was the last test.
He didn't contact the Han family on his own initiative at first, and how to act later was also measured by his heart.
Reconnecting with this family, encountering Dr. Xu unexpectedly, and being involved in many indescribable pasts, was never his choice.
"Not curious."
Han Yang said slowly: "I shouldn't say anything more now."
Han Gaozhi looked at Han Yang silently for a long time, as if observing the other person's expression at the moment.
"I have guarded you." He said, "I suspected it from the beginning."
"But maybe I am old, and every time I see you, I feel relieved and happy."
"Han Qu has been this kind of character since he was a child. The old man in the family always takes care of him.
In the end, the entire family business was ruined, and even the whole family was pierced.
"Your mother... was chosen right."
Han Yang laughed.
"Our civilian family always has a desire to survive."
Han Gaozhi touched the white stubble and took the scattered dog's tail grass in his hand.
"On the day that Asan Ventures was involved, your mother returned all the money she had received over the years."
"She said that Yang Yang grew up and could feed her family."
"If you are sad in the future, you can call your second son."
Han Gaozhi has had mistresses in recent years, and his pocket money and investment for his eldest son are countless.
Millions cannot even buy a rare gem watch for the giants, but now it has become a rare item in fire and emergency.
Han Yang laughed and reached out to hug him.
Han Gaozhi looked sideways at the closed window and smiled bitterly.
"I thought about breaking off with your brother. It would be a little to save."
"Your grandparents refused to do so. Even if they got angry, they shook their heads."
They felt that this child was too pitiful. Even if he had killed someone, or even done countless scandals in the name of his father, he was still a child.
They still refused to let go.
Han Yang couldn't bear it, and got up and said: "It's not too early, I have to go back and say goodbye to my mother."
Han Gaozhi didn't keep him, he sat and looked at him with a smile.
"Yangyang."
"You have been... a good boy."
On September 15, Huo Jian's solo concert entered the final stage of rehearsal.
All program plans have been finalized, the site lights have been set up one after another, and all the staff are in place.
This does not seem to be much different from the past dozens of performances.
Huo Jian is always an excellent idol.
Even if he was seriously injured, he retreated for several months.
When returning, from rigorous attitudes to stunning levels, some things have never changed.
Many of the staff are old people in the past. They were still secretly worried. They really followed a few rehearsals and couldn't help but sigh.
When A was determined to be C, many people who were very long-haired and quite Mei Shengyao were still depressed for a long time.
Who would have thought that the skinny boy came to this day and year.
He used to be the core of the entire Celestial Mission, but now he is a member of the Celestial Mission.
Huo Jian stands in the middle of the stage, looking at Pei Ruye who is facing away from him.
The man still hangs a work permit and, as in the past decade, continues to be his dance director.
Electronic music is noisy and noisy, and the staff under the stage are constantly on and off.
And he was standing behind Pei Ruye, breathing deeply to adapt to everything, and he had been afraid and deeply infatuated with everything.
There used to be six people on this stage.
Burning point and freezing point, stream and Phoenix.
There are also colors, pure gorgeous and warm colors.
And he is the line controller.
The six people, including himself, were all involved in every move, breathing and breathing, all real and profoundly involved as a rope.
He controlled and led six people on stage and in life, and they were also closely related to him, and unintentionally also pulled everything in each other's life.
Huo Jian didn't finish writing the album after returning home, so the concert time was delayed from August to the day of his birthday, and the reason came to the surface silently.
He still dare not face the stage where he is alone.
There is a large group of teenagers in the show shed laughing and laughing, like clusters of human fireworks parked and rolling, staying a little longer makes people feel warm.
Now standing here again, his side was empty.
Those lines, once implicated his pulse, ignited his nerves and heartbeat.
Traction, imprisonment, checks and balances.
It has all disappeared, and he is completely free.
Huo Jianjing stood for a long time without moving when the music sounded.
Pei Ru also turned to look at him and stepped closer.
"It's a bit windy today."
"Blade, are you cold?"
Huo Jian suddenly opened his hands and hugged the man tightly.
"Don't move." He buried his face in his chest and whispered: "Let me hug for a while."
If I release my hand again, I can go out completely and redeem my independent soul from today.
Teacher, give me a little more courage.
Just hold it for a while.