Perhaps it was the unfair treatment I received today that made everyone present dissatisfied. In short, except for Kang Wuyou's self-control, everyone else, including Jiang Xingye, who cannot drink the most, and Li Jianfeng, who hates Korean soybean the most, were drunk. Fortunately, except for Gu Junren, Zhang Yi and others lived together, so it was not very troublesome to send them away. After finally sending the drunken people back home, Jiang Wuyou only felt a pain in his back.

Because the program arranged the next day was a radio program that would only be broadcast in the middle of the night, Kang Wuyou did not rush home. Anyway, the journey was not very far, the weather was not cold, and he was so excited that he decided that it would be better to take a walk home. Looking at the streets of Seoul late at night, Kang Wuyou wanted to go shopping on the Han River.

Sitting on the bank of the Han River, Kang Wuyou took out a few bottles of beer I bought from the convenience store and placed it beside him. Perhaps because Seoul was too small, or because he was in Apgujeong, the salesperson had seen too many celebrities. Therefore, even if it could be seen that the salesperson was his fan, the other party just politely asked for an autograph and a photo, without any extreme behavior. Even when he saw Kang Wuyou bought beer, he only politely recommended the beer he thought was good.

He shook his head with a smile, Jiang Wuyou laughed secretly and thought too much. Looking at the night, Han River flowing calmly, he took out a can of beer, unscrewed the lid, and Jiang Wuyou drank it "gudong Gudong", not even paying attention to the liquid falling from the corner of his mouth. It was not until he could no longer drink it and even choked on himself that Jiang Wuyou stopped. With a roar, Jiang Wuyou threw out the beer bottle with half of the liquid left in his hand.

"Go to your tmd ad song! Go to your tmd Gu Guangmo! Go to your tmd senior!" Even at the dinner table, Jiang Wuyou, who was still calm in front of others, could even be said to be rational. At this moment, he was the only one now, he finally faced Hanjiang and vented his anger.

"Why do you say I can't do it? Why do you say I have to change my song? Just because you have great power? Just because you are seniors?! You all die for me!!!" Jiang Wuyou laughed, as if he was back when he was a child, yelling loudly in front of Jiang.

Looking at this familiar scene, Jiang Wuyou seemed to be back to his childhood. He was also standing by the river, but he was not alone at that time.

"Wuyou, come, dad, teach you a trick to vent your emotions." A man with a gentle voice looked at Jiang Wuyou with a smile, stretched out his gentle big hand, and rubbed Jiang Wuyou's hair. "Come, learn from dad."

“Ah~~~~~~~~~~~”

The wide sound suddenly sounded like a muffled thunder on the Songhua River, and then gradually drifted with the wind. The reduced version of Jiang Wuyou covered his ears with his white and tender little hands, opened his mouth wide, and smiled happily.

"Come on, Wuyou, try it." The elegant man smiled heartily, picked up the little Jiang Wuyou with his right hand, and pointed his left hand at the wild ducks that were originally swimming in the center of the river but were scared away by the sudden roar, and said to him.

Jiang Wuyou looked at the wild duck flying in the sky excitedly, looked back at his father, and nodded. His white and tender little hand pressed against his mouth and made a trumpet shape.

“Ah~~~~~~~~”

The tender childish voice sounded on the banks of the Songhua River, and was blown away by the wind. The wild ducks flying in the sky gradually fell down and continued to swim in the center of the river.

"Haha, my good son." The man smiled, his thick lips kissed Jiang Wuyou's face, and the thin slag was stuck on Jiang Wuyou's tender little face. Although it hurt a little, it made Jiang Wuyou laugh out loud.

"Haha," Sitting on the Han River, Jiang Wuyou unscrewed another bottle of beer, poured himself in a coo, leaned back, looked up at the sky where several stars appeared. After thinking for a long time, he took out the phone and dialed the number.

After a few seconds of calmness, a somewhat tired but elegant voice came over, "Hey, Wuyou?"

After being silent for a long time, Jiang Wuyou whispered "Dad" and could no longer say anything.

On the other end of the phone, the man did not make a sound, but the slight noise seemed to indicate that the other party was dressing. A few short conversations came from behind.

"Who?"

"Nothing, you go to bed."

"It's so late."

"Sleep, it's okay."

After a while, the Ruyi male voice rang out of the microphone, "Wuyou, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just want to chat with you." A gust of wind blew, and Jiang Wuyou tightened her clothes tightly with a little cold.

It seemed that I heard the sound of the wind and the sound of the Han River washing the shore. I paused on the other side and asked, "Did you feel uncomfortable recently?"

Jiang Wuyou nodded, but said, "No, Dad, I just want to hear your voice."

"Don't lie to me, Wuyou. I have watched you grow up since I was a child. Can you hide anything from me? Now you are on the Han River, right?"

Jiang Wuyou was so stuck in his mouth that he didn't know how to answer, so he had to remain silent.

Without waiting for Wuyou's answer, the man continued on the phone, "If you have resentment in your heart, vent it; if you have resentment in your heart, vent it; if you have unfair things in your heart, vent it; don't bring your emotions to work. You are facing the public, your emotions will be directly reflected in your face. Don't let those who like you alienate you just because of your unhappy mood; don't let those who care about you give up on you because of your resentful mood. Wuyou, you still remember the venting method I taught you when you were a child, and I'm very happy. However, don't just know how to vent, you must also fight for and defeat those who knock you down."

"Dad..." Jiang Wuyou's voice choked.

"What? The enemy is too strong? He is the president of South Korea?"

"no."

"Government official?"

“Not it.”

“Company Management?”

"No."

"Is that your fan?"

"No, none of them."

"That's your friend? Or is it the one you love?"

"dad……"

"Since it's not, why do you still care?" The man's voice that seemed to see through everything came from the microphone. "Since it has no direct relationship with you, why should you care? If you are your seniors in the song world, use your strength to defeat them; if it is others, such as those who hate you, since no matter what you do, they hate you, why do you need to spend your time to please these people? Strength is the most important thing. Wuyou, I believe in you, as long as you know, I, and your mother, in China, believe in your strength the most. Don't be afraid of them, use your strength to defeat them. They mock you and defeat them with your strength."

"Dad..." Jiang Wuyou seemed to be unable to help but cry. There was only a blur in front of his eyes, and only the sound from his ears showed his existence.

"Wuyou, believe in yourself and your own strength. Why did your father agree to you go to Korea alone? Even when your mother opposed it, Dad supported you? If you believe in yourself, you are definitely the strongest!"

Jiang Wuyou choked and didn't say anything, just nodded.

The man on the other side of the microphone naturally couldn't see Jiang Wuyou's movements. After a while, he continued, "It's late at night, Wuyou, have a good rest. Remember, no matter how busy you are in your work or how hard you practice, your body is the most important thing. Well, I won't say much."

After a while, even Jiang Wuyou thought the man was about to hang up the phone, but then he heard a sentence from the microphone, which he rarely heard since he was a child, "By the way, your song, Perris, is very nice."

The tears that were locked in his eyes could no longer resist the temptation on the ground, and fell down Jiang Wuyou's cheeks. Because he knew that his father, who had never learned English or Korean, had actually been paying attention to him. In the past, even when he was on the phone with his parents, he always had to ask Jiang Wuyou to pay attention to his health and not to work too hard. Even when his debut song period ended and contacted him again, the topic had not changed. So much so that Jiang Wuyou felt that his father had never heard of his own songs and had never cared about his efforts. But now, the phrase "Perris" was spoken from the mouth of his father who did not understand English, but was far more beautiful than that of a pure foreigner who said "please". Moreover, his father who did not understand Korean at all would even say that his songs were good, which made Jiang Wuyou couldn't help but shed tears.

Just as Jiang Wuyou was feeling sad here, a crisp girl came from there.

"Bastard! Shit! Go to die!"

Although he didn't want to pay attention, the woman's voice seemed to have a magical power that attracted Jiang Wuyou, making him stand up involuntarily and look in the sound.

I saw a woman with straight black hair, wearing a windbreaker and high heels, standing on the edge of the Han River. From time to time, she picked up a stone from her feet, cursing and throwing the stone into the Han River. However, perhaps because of her good tutoring, she could only say these three words after tossing and turning, but she was not very strong and was far away from the Han River. At the same time, the stones she threw were always not thrown into the water. As a result, it resulted in a funny scene where a child lost his temper but failed.

Even though Jiang Wuyou was still in a sad mood just now, when he saw such a funny scene, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Who? Oh!" At this moment, there were only two of them on the Han River, and it was late at night, except for the cars that were occasionally driven, and it was quiet. Therefore, Jiang Wuyou's laughter was as clear as a person in the same room sneezed. When the woman heard the sound, she hurriedly turned around, but it seemed that she turned around because of her high heels, and she fell down while turning around.

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Chapter completed!