The rise of Korean entertainment.

Chapter 637 A Nice Little Place

Fortunately, Lee Mong-yong doesn't have star disease yet, so not being recognized doesn't necessarily make him very upset, but Lee Soon-gyu is really unhappy. The star's attention to popularity seems to be an innate instinct of animals.

So Taeyeon suffered a lot along the way, and the two of them pushed and shoved very lively: "I said that there are no people around here, or you two can just fight!"

"Get out, you're everywhere! Can you talk about the benefits when we fight?" Li Shungui gave him a white look: "Have you found a place yet?"

"It should be almost the same?" Li Menglong looked at the overlapping position on the navigation and said with a little guilt. After leaving the town, the surrounding area is completely rural, surrounded by land, because there are still many people working in Chuchun.

No one knew them in the town, and the girls didn't expect to be recognized in the village, so they all got out of the car and wandered freely in the fields, very happy.

Li Menglong asked around and finally found out the address of that person. From the address, Li Menglong felt that the other party should be difficult to deal with. They lived in such a remote place, and they had to find a place where there were no people around to build a house.

A large courtyard with a single family, surrounded by trees and some sundries, just as Li Menglong approached the courtyard, dogs rushed up and barked. Although the girls all have dogs, where have they ever seen such a fierce watchdog? .

Li Menglong didn't care about protecting the girls behind him, because although this kind of dog looks fierce, it won't attack as long as you don't continue walking into the house.

Sure enough, as a figure walked out of the room, the dog became more docile immediately.Both sides are looking at each other, and Li Menglong and this person can be regarded as having some karma.

The old man looked to be in his fifties, his hair was already gray, and he stared at him with his glasses stuck in his eyes. Li Menglong had no doubt that the other party would directly scold him in the next moment.

As for this man whose real name is Kim Sang-min, he is the composer of Lee Soon-kyu's "I Met You in a Crowd", but it is the old man's posthumous work many years ago, and he probably forgot it after writing it himself.

The old man was most famous around 2000. During those few years, with the rise of a new generation of idols, the old man was completely popular.

Let me put it this way, when any group wanted to release an album back then, the first reaction was to ask him to invite songs. When there was no other way, they went to someone else. It was such a great figure.

As for the number of popular songs: Ko Yuta's series of hits, Lee Hyori's 10 minutes, Rain's hits...

However, with the passing of this generation of idols, it seems that the old man has exhausted his talents. Only his legend is left in the world, and he will never hear any news about him again. Until Li Menglong turned the old man out again, just looking at it This image, Li Menglong's initial guess is a staid and mean old man, and he already feels that this time there is no hope.

"Girls' Generation? What are you doing here?" the old man said angrily.

"You know us?" Lee Soon Kyu pointed at himself and said incredulously.

"Otherwise? Isn't your name sunny? Li Shungui is such a good name, you have to name it indiscriminately!" The old man kicked the dirt dog leaning against him and acting coquettishly.

"Then grandpa knows me too?"

"Am I that old? Call..."

"Oppa?" Kim Taeyeon answered suspiciously, making the old man blush a little.

"Just call me Uncle! I'm not that young either!" the old man said awkwardly.

"Ah, is there a guest coming? Hurry up and let them sit in!" Another gentle voice of a woman came from the room.

Seeing the expression of the old man who was impatient but did not dare to resist, Li Menglong knew something was going on, and secretly pushed Li Shungui, she understood instantly, and her nasal voice was almost soft to the sky: "Auntie..."

The two of Kim Tae-yeon also didn't want to get along with the old man too much, they were too serious, so they also ran into the room one after another. Li Menglong himself didn't care, although he was stared at by a person and a dog, he still looked around.

The old man's yard is not small, the house is still a three-room house, it looks a bit old-fashioned, but through the window, all kinds of modern equipment are available inside, there is no need for the old man to let Li Menglong sit on the balcony of the yard superior.

"You're welcome, who are you? You're not a star, right?" The old man felt that Li Menglong was very uncomfortable sitting and standing, so he also sat down with his hands behind his back.

"Brother seems to be very familiar with the entertainment industry! Little brother Li Menglong give me a lot of advice!"

"What did you call me?"

"Brother, those girls also call me uncle, so we are of the same generation, and I am not as old as you!" Li Menglong explained with a smile.

"Don't mess around, I'm Kim Sang-min!"

Li Menglong was naturally prepared, took out his mobile phone and directly released Li Shungui's song Met You in the Crowd, Li Menglong still underestimated the old man.

When the prelude came out, the old man had already opened his eyes and listened carefully. He didn't heave a sigh of relief until he heard the song was interrupted: "It's not bad, I didn't ruin this song!"

"This is what that Li Shungui sang, how about it, do you have the urge to write another song for her?" Li Menglong strikes while the iron is hot.

But the moment he asked, he could see the old man's tense body relax instantly, and he was very decadent: "Oh, I can't write it, I can't write it..."

Li Menglong can see that the old man is sincere, and from the fact that he can recognize Girls' Generation, he can guess that the old man is still paying attention to the music circle, but it seems that he is now Xiao Suo's back, so I really can't write it.

Whether he can write songs is one thing, Li Menglong will not blame the old man for not being able to write a song, not to mention that he feels that this old man seems quite interesting, at least Li Menglong is willing to get close to him.

"Brother, I'm thirsty, get me something to drink!" Li Menglong called out familiarly from behind.

"I told you not to call me big brother!" The old man turned his head and blew on his beard: "Then there is no water pipe, go drink it yourself!"

"Unboiled water? You won't have diarrhea, right? My sister won't let me drink unboiled water!" Li Menglong's last sentence was louder.

Sure enough, Xu Xian poked his head out of it immediately: "Uncooked water? There will be a lot of bacteria in it, oppa should be mixed with boiled water!"

The old man seemed to have seen Xu Xian's power for the first time, and his face was full of anger, but he couldn't get angry at the little girl, so he continued to pick and choose against Li Menglong.

Li Menglong agreed twice occasionally, as if he was at his own home, he even made some tea in the kitchen and brewed two cups of tea.

The old man also complained that Li Menglong was thirsty, so he took it bluntly. Seeing that Li Menglong could listen to himself rambling for half an hour, he also said quite seriously: "I really can't write songs anymore, so don't be so flattering to me." !"

Li Menglong understood the old man's psychology a little bit. He was originally the most famous composer that everyone demanded, but once the quality of the song was lost, the resulting gap made the old man a little unacceptable.

"I'm different from those people. I'm your temper!" Li Menglong said this with sincerity. Although the old man didn't show anything, his tone has softened a lot.

A place with young girls is always full of noise, but for a pair of elderly people living alone, these sounds are like fairy music. After hearing his wife's laughter, the old man felt much more relaxed.

"I can't order takeaway here, I'll make some for you guys, so just tell me if you don't like it!"

"With me here, can you use the big brother to do it? I'm a young man!" Li Menglong started to act while speaking. It turned out that this house was also run by the old man, so there was another topic for the two of them.

Although it was a stove and an iron pot, there was nothing wrong with Li Menglong's arm strength. The old man thought it strange to see Li Menglong holding the edge of an iron pot that weighed more than a dozen kilograms with his gloved hands, and even turned it over.

Cooking in the countryside is also very interesting. Many things require the guidance of the old man and even his hands. It is difficult for Li Menglong to start a fire alone. Dishes learned from the Internet.

The afternoon sun was warm, and a few people just sat around outside. This time, without Li Menglong's orders, a few maids came to serve the food.

The old man held the wine glass in his hand, always squinting his eyes at Li Menglong, but Li Menglong wanted to wait for the old man to speak first, a little to tease the stubborn old man.

It was Li Shungui from the gang who pinched him fiercely, and then Li Menglong took the initiative to pick up the wine: "Brother, why don't we have a drink?"

"Humph!" The old man didn't answer, but just gulped down the wine angrily. Instead, he drank too quickly and choked slightly, which made his wife feel distressed. The warm scene made Li Menglong a little envious.

Taking a deep breath, the air is very fresh, looking up through the shade of the trees, you can still see the mottled blue sky, next to your ears are chattering conversations between a few girls and the hostess, Li Menglong suddenly feels that this kind of life seems to be not bad what.

There is no busyness, no anxiety, the girls are no longer stars, and he is no longer a director, just a group of unemployed youths in the village.

"Don't think about it. After staying for a long time, you will know that this place is not suitable for permanent residence. An old man like me has been used to it for several years!" The old man took the initiative to say something.

"Then don't stay long. Brother, do you mean to rent out a room? Based on our friendship, you must be embarrassed to say that the rent exceeds [-] a month!" Li Menglong said lazily.

"If you want to come, just come and play directly. What rent do you need? Your uncle is not short of money!" The woman said in a rare domineering manner.

But thinking about it is also true, this old man has made a lot of money in those years, the key is that the copyright of songs is still a long-term thing, based on the content of this old man's music library, it is estimated that he can earn hundreds of millions of dollars a year now.

"Does that mean you don't have to buy food?"

"Auntie is mine!"

"Is there anything interesting around here?"

"There are mountains and rivers, it's really impossible, I will give you pocket money!"

Li Menglong had already seen the anger in the old man's eyes, and felt empathy for a moment. He also had this feeling from time to time, that is, he was put on the back of a prodigal wife!

(End of this chapter)