There was a lot of traffic behind me, water and light in front of me, and the soft music billboard that was automatically played in my ears, and the evening breeze that was blowing towards me, which was indeed quite sensible... Of course, the premise was that I forgot the spiritual pollution of the previous strange billboards.

"Sister Zhao Yan, do you know?" Kim Jong-ming's eyes moved slowly along the Han River with a luxury yacht. "The biggest problem with you is that you are too understanding and can't stand to avoid..."

"I think." Park So-yeon did not respond directly to the other party's words, but looked up slightly at Erta in the distance. "Zhong Ming, the biggest problem, is that you are too smart, and you have nowhere to hide..."

Jin Sairon, who was sitting between the two, curled his lips in the dark, and then continued to lower his head and chewed his yellow peach layer cake.

"What's going on with you today?" After a pause, Zhaoyan couldn't help but ask first.

"Actually, it's nothing, I just encountered something unhappy." Jin Zhongming let out a slight breath at Han Jiang in front of him. "And then I remembered some unsatisfactory past events... Life is full of eight sufferings, and once I get stuck, I can only try my best to struggle."

"I don't understand very much." Park So-yeon seemed a little uneasy.

"Just say some self-pity." Kim Jong-ming replied casually. "It's true that you are in a bad mood."

"Don't you want to say it?" Park Soo-yeon asked with concern.

"It's not that I don't want to say it, but the news has not been verified yet..." Kim Jong-ming hesitated for a moment, but finally said it. "I have a partner who gets along well in my career. Maybe I have a terminal illness. A real terminal illness can only delay time... Of course, it still needs verification and examination."

Park Soo-yeon suddenly realized: "If this is the case, it's understandable. I don't understand this feeling of powerlessness..." At this point, Park Soo-yeon reacted again. "You... don't think I'm particularly sensitive to this topic, so I'm unwilling to mention it, right?"

Kim Jong-ming refused silently. He did have such a little concern. It would be too inhuman to talk to Park So-yeon about topics such as terminal illness.

"How long has it been?" Park Soo-yeon instinctively wanted to laugh, but she couldn't laugh after all. Today, wearing a black sweater, she almost blended with the background behind her in the night. "But I still have to thank you for your considerateness."

Kim Jong-ming laughed hard.

Everyone is adults, so of course there will be no bloody apology next, and then I will give you a bowl of noodles and something to eat.

In fact, in less than half a minute, Kim Jong-ming spoke again: "What's going on with Sister Zhaoyan today? I've said it all, so you can also tell me."

"Actually nothing." Park Sooyeon finally took the opportunity to laugh. "Things at work are not going well... Have you guessed it?"

"I felt a little." Kim Jong-ming nodded calmly. "Didn't you say that Tara will focus on film and television for a while in the future, and if that's the case... most of the resources should be from Eun-jing, Xiaomin and Ji-yeon. Miss Lee Juli should have her own room, but you and Jeon Bo-lan have nothing to do. Is that right?"

"I just said you are very smart." Park So-yeon laughed out again in a self-deprecating way. "You grabbed those few words and then thought about it... Actually, when I called before, I was asking Baolan if I wanted to come together, but she was so happy that she was too lazy to move."

"I have returned continuously before, but now I've been dormant for a long time." Kim Jong-ming didn't know what to say. "President Kim Kwang-soo's behavioral logic is always very realistic..."

This time it was Park Soo-yeon's turn to remain silent.

To be honest, this evening, when she was calling Kim Jong-ming that unreached, she was actually very angry and wanted to ask Kim Jong-ming for help. Because at that time, she had just come out of the president's office and just learned that she would be vacant indefinitely, without TV series, movies, songs, or even liked... And this is simply unbearable for a person who has no sense of security in life.

After all, Park So-yeon is still unable to be calm now.

But how to say it? After the phone was out of touch, Park So-yeon's anger had already subsided. In addition, Jin Baolan, who was sympathetic, refused to come to see Kim Jong-ming, and the other party brought a child over... In short, her mentality for help was getting weaker and weaker.

In the end, when Park Soo-yeon also realized that Kim Jong-ming was in a bad mood today, and this kind of thing was a bit awkward and sensitive, she quickly decided to stop and stop talking.

But then again, some things always go against their wishes. They are obviously ready to let go and go back, but they are still dying and encounter this embarrassing "Bridge of Life" on the way back. The two are now being "trapped" here, which makes both sides unable to help but dig out the thoughts that the other party didn't want to mention.

"You and Baolan are vacant like this. Do Eun-jing and the others have any explanation?" Kim Jong-ming suddenly asked after thinking for a while.

"How is that possible?" Zhaoyan asked sensitively and quickly. "How can they speak out about the company's arrangements? I'll come here today, but I suddenly had some temper. Whether it's the company or them, they all have no idea about it..."

"It should be known now." Jin Zhongming suddenly interrupted the other party.

"That's true." Park So-yeon smiled bitterly and remembered the onlookers on the road to college. Even though those people called Xiaomi and uncle, their own images could not be escaped on social networks. "But, I still think they shouldn't think so much..."

"In other words, let alone Miss Lee Juli who is stuck in the middle, she should be just a supporting role. The three people who are going to be the starring actors are clearly aware of you and Bao Lan's situation, but they always pretend not to be able to see it?" Kim Jong-ming lay on the railing of the bridge, frowned slightly, and asked this sentence with some purpose.

"Zhong Ming." Zhaoyan turned around weakly, and lay on the railing like the other party toward the Hanjiang River. "If someone asked this privately just now, I would definitely turn my head and leave..."

"I know." Kim Jong-ming nodded understandingly. "As something like that before, no matter what, you tara can no longer have any problems with the word unity, either internally or with the company."

"Just understand, in fact, this is also the real reason why Baolan is unwilling to come. After all, she and you are a little... strange." Park Soo-yeon thought about it carefully before using such a word. "It's better to be so unscrupulous between you and me, so she is afraid that coming over to tell you something will make you mistakenly think that there is another problem with our group."

"Sister Zhao Yan, you're over-concerned." Kim Jong-ming didn't know where to find two chewing gums, one of them himself, and handed them to the right one. "Which combination does not have the problem of uneven resource allocation? And if you have a problem one by one, you are actually putting the cart before the horse."

"What does it mean?" Park Soo-yeon asked in confusion.

"As long as some things are not told to the public, it is not a problem." Kim Jong-ming shook his head. "So you are too sensitive. There is nothing to be embarrassed about this kind of thing. I will find a chance to say hello to President Kim."

"Then...thank you." Park Soo-yeon obviously hesitated before nodding.

"but……"

"But what?"

"But I'm more curious about what kind of mentality you have now, Sister Zhao Yan." Kim Jong-ming sneered. "I'm ignored by my teammates, but it's hard to speak, so I can only endure it silently. Isn't this uncomfortable?"

Park Soo-yeon did not answer, but put her chin on the railing. Looking sideways, her cheeks were moving, as if she was concentrating on chewing gum. I don’t know if she was thinking or simply avoiding it.

"What's wrong?" Kim Jong-ming asked after chuckling. "Do you think I'm too much?"

"That won't be." Park Soo-yeon replied calmly. "What can you say between you and me? I was a little confused when I asked this question, but when I thought about it carefully, I felt a little mixed... If I said that when facing the three of them ignored the attitude, my main thing should be regret and self-blame. Do you believe it?"

"I believe it!" Jin Zhongming responded without hesitation. "But I don't understand..."

"That's right." Park Soo-yeon smiled for the first time tonight. "Jung Ming, do you still remember what you were doing at this time last year?"

"Last year..." Kim Jong-ming recalled hard. "It seems like he was filming "Introduction to Architecture"?"

"That's right." Park Sooyeon immediately smiled and nodded. "At that time, I went to visit you and Ji Yeon... I met Kim Taeyeon, who also visited the set."

Jin Zhongming's heart moved slightly: "What's the matter?"

"Then, we discussed the issue of unity within the team." Park So-yeon's smile gradually faded. "I was not the captain at that time, but I was particularly sensitive to the position of Captain Shaoshi, so I was inevitably a little extra attention to her."

"This is understandable." Kim Jong-ming laughed instead. "So I started chatting with her?"

"Hey, actually, what we were talking about that day was not about the unity of other teams, but about the contradictions within the team during the Youth League. I know this issue, and she also knows it."

"This is natural." Kim Jong-ming nodded.

Actually, when I think about it, I can only talk about Tara when I was together, but it is impossible to talk about Tara. This is not only because Kim Taeyeon knows nothing about Tara, but also because the conflicts in Tara team were not obvious at that time, but Girls' Generation just caused the mess in the Gaoyang bus... Moreover, it seems that Park Soyoon really told him about Hyoyeon that day.

The time was too long, coupled with the conflicts in the team at the Young Times and the great ease, I couldn't remember it at all.

"I can't remember the things at that time," Park Soo-yeon continued to state thoughtfully. "But one thing I know very well, that is my attitude at that time... Do you know about Zhong Ming? It was our tara that was about to take off and the activity line was full, even Baolan and I were exhausted every day. So, I actually disagree with Hyo-yeon's complaints at that time."

Jin Zhongming was stunned.

"It is always difficult for people standing on high places to understand the mood of people standing on low places." Park So-yeon slowed down his tone. "At that time, I didn't understand Hyoyeon's depression at all, nor could I understand her uneasy of being ignored by her teammates. And what I did was just standing on high places, and then comfort her with a seemingly 'fair' means and tone... Thinking about it now, I was so heartless at that time! So, Zhong Ming, you said that I feel the same way in another place now, and then recalling what happened, and then feeling regret and self-blame, isn't it a natural feeling?"

"More importantly, this makes you hate Eun-jing, Xiaomin and the others?" Kim Jong-ming asked afterwards.

"That's right." Park Soo-yeon replied in a complicated tone. "I'm very depressed and angry, but I don't know who to be angry at... I have had the mentality of Eun-jing and the others, and we are all young people of the 20th generation. If you haven't experienced it personally, how can you expect them to understand Bao Lan and I'm depressed and uneasy? If you want to be angry with the company, RB's affairs were not caused by the president and agent Oppa. We can't blame our commander for landing on Dokdo, right? If you are angry with that, it would be a problem with your brain!"

Jin Zhongming had nothing to say.

"It should be a big blame for the inhumane arrangement of the president, right?"

At this moment, accompanied by a faint smell of mango, a slightly tender voice suddenly sounded from the black shadow under his feet, which almost scared Kim Jong-ming to swallow the gum in his mouth, and Park Soo-yeon next to him seemed to be hopped up. Fortunately, the two of them immediately reacted. This was not haunted, but they were too involved in chatting and forgot about being alone here.

"At this time, the president's skills will be tested." Jin Sai-lun stood up, and also learned from the two of them slamming the bridge railings, and then made a comment with confidence. "A good president, all the problems should be considered. Since artists cannot think of the problem in their youth, they should think of it, and then minimize the problem when they assign work..."

"Have the cake finished?" This is a question that Zhaoyan is concerned about.

"Where did you get the theory?" This is Kim Jong-ming's inquiry.

"I've finished that portion." Kim Sae-ron nodded happily at Park So-yeon, and then looked at Kim Jong-ming again. "This is my personal experience... I am a child star, so the directors and actors who work with me can always think of the unique situations that children will encounter on the set for me... Agassi, didn't you do it well before?"

"That's true." Jin Zhongming laughed dryly.

"Send me back." Kim Sae-ron continued. "I didn't want to bother you, but it was already very late."

"That's true." Park So-yeon nodded repeatedly.

"Then let Sister Zhaoyan take her back." Kim Jong-ming waved her hand. "Her family is right across from Yongdengpo..."

"Where are you?" Park Soo-yeon asked in surprise.

"I have something to do." Kim Jong-ming urged casually. "You go first..."

However, there is no need to urge me, because when Kim Jong-ming let go of the railing and walked over, the billboard that had been playing music next to him finally stopped, and then a cordial greeting from the Bridge of Life came out: "You must be in a bad mood after listening to the song for so long, right?"
Chapter completed!