love war star dream

"Not bad! Very good!" In one of SM's recording studios, for the first time, Chun Won Chung did not remain serious in his teaching, instead he greeted Taeyeon, a student who had just finished singing an etude, with applause.

Since I took a long vacation to come here to practice, my student seems to have become more stable.In the past, it was more introverted and defensive, but now, there is a little more indifference.No matter what he said, he listened to his ears, but he just smiled, and rarely had any unnecessary reactions.

One ebbs and another, such emotions are reversed.Teachers should be more dignified, and students should be more lively and mischievous.On the contrary, Zheng Chunyuan joked from time to time, and Kim Taeyeon just cooperated, but not mischievous.

"Teacher, did I sing well just now?" Kim Taeyeon looked up at Zheng Chunyuan with a questioning face.

Zheng Chunyuan shook his head helplessly: "When you came out, I said 'good, very good', didn't you hear it?"

Kim Taeyeon looked at Zheng Chunyuan innocently with a small face, fiddled with her fingers and said timidly: "The teacher applauded too loudly, and I didn't hear what he said clearly."

Zheng Chunyuan froze for a moment, saw a smile flashing in Kim Taeyeon's eyes, and raised his hand to gesture over.Taeyeon giggled and jumped up, avoiding the teacher's slap.It should be said that the change is not mischievous, and it is teasing the teacher in a blink of an eye.

Zheng Chunyuan stared at her: "I won't tell your dad when he comes to see him."

Kim Taeyeon looked back at the door subconsciously, Zheng Chunyuan laughed loudly: "How is it? Are you scared?"

Kim Taeyeon bit her lip, gave Zheng Chunyuan a blank look, and sat on the side with her mouth pouted: "Teacher, what's the matter? I'm going to participate in SM's youth selection contest this year. Is this level okay?"

When it came to business, Zheng Chunyuan also put away his smile, frowned and thought about it carefully, and said confidently: "Don't worry, there is no problem. As long as you perform as you are now, you will definitely get good grades... Maybe you will get the first place .”

Taeyeon breathed a sigh of relief, and saluted with a smile: "It's all taught by the teacher. If I get the first place..."

Kim Taeyeon froze suddenly, bowed her head silently, and didn't say any more.

There are many students of Zheng Chunyuan, but many of them are nominal.This is the one that really makes me pay attention.Seeing Kim Taeyeon mentioning the ranking seems to have suddenly quieted down, Zheng Chunyuan thought she was worried about the ranking, but his eyes just changed, pretending not to see.

It also happened that Kim Taeyeon's father came to pick her up, and Zheng Chunyuan also greeted and sent the two out of the recording studio.Looking at the students who followed his father into the stairs, Zheng Chunyuan chuckled lightly and stood aside, shaking his head and hugging his shoulders.

In fact, he didn't even tell Taeyeon the truth, he just relied on his sm debut artist status, and he can compose music at the same time.Needless to say, Yu Yongzhen is also the treasure of the company in terms of creation, but it is impossible for him to do all of them.

It is precisely because sm rarely accepts outside works that it pays more attention to the cultivation of songwriters in the company.Zheng Chunyuan recommended a trainee, but it was actually easy to catch.Even when Kim Taeyeon sang along to him, several times the company's boss, President Lee Soo Man, was invited to listen secretly by him.

He praised Kim Taeyeon's voice and singing skills, and said to himself that such students must be retained.It was Zheng Chunyuan himself who wanted her to hone in the normal way. The ranking is not important, even if it is not the first or even a good ranking, her talent and hard work are enough to enter the dream factory of the entertainment industry.

"My Zheng Chunyuan's student, if he just sings, why can't he do it?" Muttering proudly, Zheng Chunyuan turned around and entered the recording studio.

He has the capital to be proud of, at least Kim Taeyeon's performance and strength are worthy of showing off.What he didn't know was that what his student Kim Taeyeon was thinking about just now was not the issue of ranking.

Sitting in a private car bound for Jeonju, next to him was his father.Kim Taeyeon took off her shoes, hugged her knees and curled up on the seat, leaning against the door and watching the buildings and trees passing by quickly outside the window.The small face reflected on the car window looks like a junior high school student, but for some reason, those eyes have a bit of winter melancholy.

Every time he saw his daughter sitting in the car in such a posture, Jin's father would laugh and make fun of her.It's just that in the past month, the more he looked at it, the more he felt distressed.But there is no better way.There are always many things to go through in life, which is destined and cannot be changed.And what you can't predict is when you will let yourself face many experiences.Sometimes late, sometimes early, but rarely just right.

Parents can never be absolutely sane with their children, because there is one thing they can never do.That is, children are children in the eyes of their parents, no matter how old they are.And because of this, he can't judge whether it's too early or not too late for a child to experience what age.So this kind of thing can only be experienced and let go by themselves.

Kim Taeyeon didn't know that her father was thinking about her emotions, because at this time her mind was full, and all she was thinking about were others.First?That's the best representation.Since the selection contest is a competition, it must be contested.What about him?He said that if the vocal cords are ready, he will come to me to compete again. Now I don't know his news, and I don't know how he is...how.

My best friend, transferred and left school.I want to teach my senior sister a lesson, she has already graduated early.After the exam tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, I will be promoted to the third grade in the next semester.From then on, the term senior sister and senior will be completely away from me for a year.But, will he come back?can you?

Slowly close your eyes, the world disappears into the darkness.But the shadow of a person, a perfect face prettier than a girl, gradually became clear.Standing on the steps of the second floor of the abandoned teaching building, I stretched out my hand to myself, wanting to take myself away from the world I used to escape.Kim Taeyeon has not been there for a whole month.

"Abba. I want to sleep for a while." Kim Taeyeon said something like a raving.

Father Jin turned his head and glanced at her, then took the clothes from the back seat and covered her with effort: "I thought you were asleep."

Kim Taeyeon covered her clothes, but suddenly opened her eyes again: "Abba, let me chat with you."

"Mo?" Kim Taeyeon's father couldn't help but looked at Kim Taeyeon with a smile, and Kim Taeyeon was smiling as cute as a kitten.

Kim Taeyeon's father shook his head: "Let's rest, I'll call you when we arrive. The exam is going to be tomorrow, and I don't know what to do with the leftover homework."

Kim Taeyeon wrapped the clothes around her whole body, looking more and more petite like a cat: "I have already chosen this way, and it is impossible to take care of everything."

Kim Taeyeon's father paused, and said softly: "What about the boy who is working with you? Doesn't he take care of it? I heard that his academic performance is still No. 1, right? The whole school year."

Kim Taeyeon pursed her lips and turned her back angrily: "Stop chatting with Dad, go to sleep!"

Kim Taeyeon's father looked at the road ahead with a smile, put away his smile after a while, and sighed softly: "You also understand the reason why you can't take care of both. In fact, sometimes I don't know that I support you to sing so much, and you will debut as a star in the future Is it right?"

Taeyeon's body trembled, she frowned and looked back at Taeyeon's father, her clothes slipped to her feet and she didn't care: "Abba...you won't let me be a trainee?!"

Kim Taeyeon's father looked at Kim Taeyeon's anxious expression, smiled and shook his head: "No, what parents don't support what their children like?"

Kim Taeyeon breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously, but she couldn't help asking in doubt: "Then why did Dad suddenly say such things?"

Kim Taeyeon's father pondered for a while, and said in a calm tone: "In the eyes of ordinary people, being an idol is to make money by looking good. Few people think about how much they have paid for it. Few people care about the works. When you enter an entertainment company, obviously It is not a place to cultivate artists, but to cultivate idols. You have to practice as a trainee, and you may not be popular after debut. But maybe when you get older, you miss the age of learning survival skills and become out of touch with society.”

Kim Taeyeon laughed: "How come? Doing idols will make money, otherwise why are there so many antis?"

Kim Taeyeon's father nodded: "That's right, but when I send you to practice and pick you up home, I will see many children who are the same age as you pass by me. Do you know what I am thinking?"

Kim Taeyeon was silent, bowed her head and did not speak.

But Kim Taeyeon's father didn't care, and continued to talk calmly: "I was thinking, my daughter will also become one of them. Waiting for training to debut. But after becoming popular, I will make money to buy a big house for my father. But a hundred How many trainees will make their debut? How many will become popular after their debut? After they become popular, they will definitely make money? And these are considered separately after taking into account dreams, hard work and dedication.”

Turning to look at Kim Taeyeon, Kim's father raised the corners of his mouth: "Have you thought about all of this?"

(That's right, the early bird eats the worm. I got up early again today, so I posted it to beg to be smashed, so I saved it by the way. Thank you.o(∩_∩)o)

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