Underneath the paleness, there is splendor put together by oneself.
Across the white night, let's meet again.
——"White Night" Reol
The beginning of this article is that she could not bear to give up or stop, and she began to accept the reality.
Good luck.
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In 2016, with the money from the new capital, BIG HIT finally moved out of the old community and built its own—no, the capital's mother's new building—in the bustling Jiangnan District.
The entire company's top management was filled with a festive atmosphere, because the Chinese management was very generous this time. They didn't ask for anything. They just added someone to the producer team and asked the company to take him with them when writing songs in the future.
The entire production team has very strong opinions on this. Isn't this considered a request? This request almost came to their faces!
All the abacus beads have been struck from the Yangtze River to the Han River! This is the plan to control their future production direction!
Min Yoongi originally thought so, but when he received the so-called royal family at the station, this idea was severely dispelled.
Can this child, who looks about the same age as a mushroom, control them? It's just a joke——
It's simply a misunderstanding!
"Sorry, have you waited for a long time?" He tried to put on his gentlest smile, trying to make the child look less nervous.
The next second, he met the child's confused eyes.
He even handed over his mobile phone, and it turned out to be a voice translation software!
He couldn't even understand the simple greeting he just said. How would he communicate with the production team in the future? ! Start with Korean language teaching? !
Min Yoongi, who only felt a little broken, regretted why he had so much free time today. Wouldn't it be better to blame this matter on Hoseok or Namjoon?
The PD also explained that the child had not eaten when he came, and asked Yoongi to take him to finish dinner before coming to the company.
Helpless, he could only use translation software to make gestures along the way, and finally brought the people to the restaurant.
Okay, okay, okay.
Later, Min Yoongi was glad that he did not choose to ignore this request and actually went to have a delicious meal with him.
After knowing that he could write songs, the child who became lively due to the delicious food at dinner time boldly handed his song to Min Yoongi. He looked at Min Yoongi expectantly.
Those eyes are sparkling.
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Ding Yu looked expectantly at this idol brother named Min Yoongi.
He wanted to be praised because this was the first time he had written a song independently.
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The so-called Chinese capital is indeed Ding Yu's backstage. She is the only sister in Ding Yu's family who supports his dream.
At that time, the Korean pop music industry was booming, and it was the most convenient paradise that Ding Yu's family allowed him to go to.
Parents in the United States were not at all worried about letting him go to such a far place alone, so in the end they had no choice but to choose the nearby South Korea.
It's a pity that he doesn't speak Korean at all.
Fortunately, the strange idol brothers are all good people, although they all have their own quirks.
For example, Ding Yu didn't quite understand that the producer brother who joined the company not long before him would call one of the idol brothers daddy.
As he doesn't speak much Korean, what he often does is sit aside and observe his colleagues, because he noticed the strangeness of the Korean workplace on the first day he arrived.
Unexplained unspoken rules filled the air everywhere, and Ding Yu could only learn them bit by bit in this way.
[Dad? Just like in their family, do boys call each other daddy with the same meaning? ]
"Dad Yoongi, how do you like this song?" Ding Yu, who explained clearly to himself, accepted the title calmly.
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Min Yoongi was a little puzzled when his colleague suddenly called him daddy one day.
He tried to ask the other party to stop this behavior by asking rhetorical questions, but it didn't make sense.
Even to the outside world, that person is considered his relative.
It's very strange, I can't stop it, I have to give face, that's an important member of the production team...
With countless reasons, Min Yoongi reluctantly endured it.
He thought that at least his colleagues would not call him that in public.
But——why did you infect Ding Yu? !
Why is it Ding Yu? !
That was the first time that Min Yoongi tensed up when he heard this name. Then, there was the sound of his heartbeat beating wildly under the calm surface, and the sound was about to annihilate him.
"Dad Yoongi, how do you like this song?" Ding Yu sat in front of his device and raised his eyes like the day they first met.
Shining and full of expectation.
Min Yoongi knew clearly that what Ding Yu was looking forward to was his music, not him.
Of course, there will be no second time.
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Ding Yu: February 22, 1999, Chinese male
Min Yoongi: March 9, 1993
Intention: Let's meet again across the white night.