Kim Taeyeon dragged her tired footsteps back to the dormitory. She came back later than usual today. Logically speaking, the members had already gone to bed, but when she opened the door, she found a group of people discussing something in the hall. ¡°Actually, Kim Taeyeon doesn¡¯t know whether she should hate this black sea or be grateful for it. Before Black Sea, I had never seen the members be so harmonious, intimate and happy. A common disaster broke the ice of conflicts between people and gave everyone an unprecedented sense of belonging and dependence on Girls' Generation as a whole. Even Jessica would hug her, the two of them would apologize to each other and burst into tears. "Onie, you're so late today! You missed the big news!" Lin Yoona jumped up and waved to her. Kim Taeyeon showed a smile: "Yoona, you are not tired after filming a TV series all day? What news is so exciting?" "Dafa!" Sunny made fists with both hands: "You are so Korean! Korean!" Kim Taeyeon rubbed her forehead speechlessly : "Have you been brainwashed by experts on the Internet? What Koreans? Qu Yuan or Confucius, could it be Li Bai this time?" Kim Hyo-yeon shouted: "What! It's Ann! TerryAnn!" Kim Taeyeon was startled: "That's right. The Les Mills one or the Oscar one? " Kwon Yuli jumped up: "The same one, they are the same! The composer and singer of the Grammy-winning song "Viva La Vida" and the Oscar-winning original screenplay "Juno" "The author!" Kim Taeyeon said in surprise: "The same person? Korean?" Jung Soo-yeon sighed and held the laptop in front of her: "Look at the screen and saw only the huge title." "The half-year media exploration comes to an end, and the identity of the mysterious Ann is revealed!" Looking at the content again, the general idea is that when an American reporter was invited to attend the doctoral graduation ceremony of Harvard University, he accidentally discovered that the name TerryAnn appeared on the graduation list of the composition department. The sensitive reporter People immediately remembered that this is the name of the mysterious person who won the Grammy for Best Song of the Year and the Oscar for Best Original Screenplay this year, but was absent from these two awards ceremonies at the same time. The diligent reporters interviewed Harvard's mentor and finally got confirmation that this new doctor was the mysterious Ann that the world's media had been searching for for half a year. "They are really the same person." Kim Taeyeon exclaimed in admiration: "What an amazing senior. He has achieved such high achievements in the fields of music and screenwriting, and yet he is still a Ph.D. from Harvard Ph.D.! What the hell TerryAnn, whose real name is Ahn Jung-hoon. , from Seoul, South Korea" "An An An An An Zhengxun?" Kim Taeyeon shook her hand and almost dropped the notebook. "Unnie!" Xu Xian rushed over and hugged the notebook tightly, avoiding the ending of falling apart. "Coincidence, it must be a coincidence, how could that ** be Senior Ann?" Kim Taeyeon took a deep breath, scrolled the screen, rolled her eyes, and almost fainted. On the screen, An Zhengxun showed a bright and sunny face. Under the photo is this sentence: "Ann told reporters that the reason why she did not attend the award ceremony was because she did not plan to develop in the United States for a long time, but planned to return to China after obtaining a doctorate to contribute to the development of Korean culture in her motherland " Kim Taeyeon flexed and stretched her fingers, and finally managed not to smash them into that shameless face. Kim Hyo-yeon blinked his eyes: "How about it? Isn't he very handsome? He is also very patriotic!" "Handsome! Very handsome! Patriotic! Very patriotic!" Kim Taeyeon looked around at the eight faces filled with nymphomaniacs and gritted her teeth. "That's right! When we searched online, we found that there is already a fansclub for Senior An, and we have all registered Taeyeon, come too! Don't you like that Vida song very much?" "II" Kim Taeyeon touched the bruise on her neck, feeling sad. ??????????????????????????????????????????????? ¡Á ¡Á ¡Á ¡Á ¡Á ¡Á ¡Á ¡Á ¡Á ¡Á The lights in the bar are dim, surrounded by soft piano music, and the air is filled with the smell of fresh perfume, which is very comfortable. Looking around, I was surprised to find that there were many faces that often appeared on the screen. "Tiger, how do you know such a place? There are actually all artists in it." An Zhengxun said in surprise: "And it's the first day you come back like me, and you actually have a membership card here. It seems you have hidden a lot of things from me. Ah" Tiger shook his head like a wavy drum: "The eldest lady gave me some kind of diamond card when we were having dinner. She said it was a bar owned by the Zhang family and said it was safe." An Zhengxun touched his chin: " Oh? Zhang Xiaosan, he has the vision to open a bar like this I guess it's for hanging out with celebrities. It's advertised as safe, who wouldn't?I know his caress. What does my sister want? She used to scold me when I played celebrities, but now she gives me stars? " Tiger also touched his chin: "I heard that the lady wants to have a grandson, and she is so horny that she doesn't want to care about the woman's identity. " An Zhengxun rolled his eyes and said nothing. Tiger curled his lips and said, "I don't like it here, it's too quiet. Without the exciting rhythm of shopping, and without the pole dancing of sexy girls, what kind of bar would it be" An Zhengxun was about to scold him, but suddenly his eyes narrowed, he stopped, and said lightly: "Although there is no pole, the girl Not sexy enough either, but fun. " Tiger followed his gaze and saw two women sitting in a corner, sipping beer and talking about something. When he saw the face of one of the women, Tiger showed an ambiguous smile, which was very familiar. He found an empty seat and sat down. An Zhengxun walked directly to the two women, stood at the table and said calmly: "I heard that you never go to clubs, so it's just talk. " Halfway through the conversation, the woman was suddenly interrupted. She was a little angry. She turned around and was about to scold her. Suddenly, a look of anger froze on her face and her face began to turn pale. She held back a sentence for a long time: "You have returned to China? " "Yeah, I actually met you on the first night I came back. You see how lucky this is, why don't you buy me a drink? Kim Tae Hee XI? " Kim Tae Hee looked pale, biting her lower lip and said nothing. Another woman asked quietly: "Unnie, who is this? " An Zhengxun turned to her and smiled: "My surname is An, and I am honored to have the same name as your husband. Ms. Han Jiaren is more beautiful than on TV. " Han Jiaren's face was not very good-looking. Who is this person? How could he say such frivolous things as her husband's namesake when they first met? But looking at Kim Tae-hee's pale face, I knew there was something wrong, so I could only suppress my displeasure and politely He stood up and shook hands: "It turns out to be Mr. An Zhengxun, hello. An Zhengxun sat down next to Kim Taixi and said calmly: "Taixi and I have been old friends for many years. We haven't seen each other for four or five years. Beauty XI, you don't mind if I sit down for a while and catch up on old times, right?" " Han Jiaren looked at Kim Tae Hee, only to see her lowering her head and showing no reaction. She was very curious. Who is Kim Tae Hee? The national goddess, known as the number one natural beauty in Korea, the queen of advertising, and her academic qualifications from Seoul National University have added a few Her aura of nobility and confidence, and her prominent family background made her even more intimidated. When had she ever seen such a helpless and pitiful expression? Seeing An Zhengxun sit down and even pick up the glass, Kim Tae Hee sighed helplessly. He took a breath and said, "I'm sorry, beautiful lady. I'll stay here for today. I'll get back to you tomorrow about your matter. " Han Jiaren nodded thoughtfully, looked at An Zhengxun deeply, picked up his bag and left. An Zhengxun turned to Han Jiaren's position, looked face to face with Kim Tae Hee for a few seconds, and smiled: "I thought It's to drive me away. " Kim Tae Hee said expressionlessly: "I don't dare. " An Zhengxun's smile faded and he said calmly: "Did you get it? Do you want freedom, self-improvement and autonomy? " Jin Taixi squeezed the wine glass tightly and did not answer. An Zhengxun sneered: "I heard that you and the arborist were not very happy. Look, without me, there are still people restraining you and arranging you to do things you don't want to do. The difference is that they will exploit you and take advantage of you, but I won't. " Kim Tae Hee said indifferently: "I can open my own independent brokerage company. ¡± An Zhengxun laughed: ¡°There are so many Korean artists, and many of them live no better than women. Why can you appear in front of people with the face of the national goddess without even a scandal?¡± By now you should understand that it was not the arborist who was protecting you all along. You hate me for using force to occupy you, but don't you live by force? Do you want autonomy? If I don¡¯t even have this thing, how can you have it? " Jin Taixi bit her lower lip tightly, and her delicate hands had already pinched veins. "Twenty-eight, not too young, think about it yourself. "An Zhengxun finished his glass of wine and turned to leave. "No matter how clear I am, I can't look back. Kim Tai Hee suddenly spoke: "Are uncle and aunt still willing to accept a daughter-in-law who spends all day being intimate with other men on the screen?" " An Zhengxun stopped and smiled, but his words were very profound: "My aunt is still fine. " Kim Tae Hee shed tears and said softly: "I was relieved when you went to the United States. But I don¡¯t know why, but I miss you more and more. I regretted it, but it was too late. ¡± An Zhengxun looked at her pretty face with pear blossoms and rain, and his thoughts went back to the day they first met. It was also this beautiful face at that time, more youthful and lively, more energetic than now, with a trace of curiosity in her eyebrows, and a hint of curiosity.The vision for the future is so beautiful that it seems not to belong to this world. Now I have matured, with more knowledge and charm, but the amazing glimpse I had eight years ago is no longer easy to find. Kim Taixi stood up, hugged his back gently, and murmured: "Take me away." An Zhengxun hugged her instead, sighing deeply in his heart. If life were just like the first time we met;