Chapter 81 When I was a child, I could get happiness by jumping down three steps, but when I grew up, I needed to jump from the eighth floor

In the afternoon of the next day, Wang Zian and Yui Aragaki went to Binh Duong Middle School.

is worthy of being born in Sunrise High School, and Aragaki Yui's physical coordination ability is no worse than that of Hirakaki Ryuzakura.

While practicing and recording songs, she learned "radio gymnastics" for a day and a half, but today she danced very hard.

After recording the "MV", Yui Xinheng volunteered, saying that she could send all the videos to her friends and ask them to help edit and soundtrack.

In the live recorded video, the music effect in it is not as good as the post-production insertion.

"Do you have friends who make videos?" asked Yui Aragaki at the prince's request.

Aragaki Yui nodded, but she was afraid that Wang Zi'an would hurt her self-esteem, and Wang Zi'an would be a little bit better, so she asked weakly: "Sansan, will you be doggyshit?"

"Huh?" Prince An Zhenjing.

Yui Aragaki explained: "It's post-production, after cleaning, insert in, go, and insert songs......"

Wang Zi'an's face turned bitter: "Okay, don't say it." ”

I am a rural person, I drive all the time, I can't eat, and my nutrition can't keep up.

Distant province of the sun.

Yui Aragaki's roommate Ayumi Hamasaki received a request to make a video of Yui Aragaki and thought that he was fine, so he agreed.

With professional software, it's actually not that hard.

Compositing, silencing, editing, inserting background music, saving ......

If it's not complicated and not too demanding, it can be done in less than an hour.

During the meal, Yui Aragaki received a call from her roommate, asking her what she wanted for post-production, Wang Zian overheard Yui Aragaki call her roommate like this, and after she hung up the phone, she asked in surprise: "Yui, your roommate's name is Ayumi Hamasaki?"

"yes, you heard that?" said Aragaki Yui with a smile.

Wang Zi'an's face was strange.

It's a mess.

It seems that only the aborigines of the Daewoo Center have been wiped out, but there are still many people from previous lives in Sun Province and Goryeo Province.

And these people were all born in the same era.

Ayumi Hamasaki has influenced a generation of Asians in her previous life, and in her country, it is even more far-reaching.

However, now, she is lying in front of the computer making videos?

Although it can be regarded as entering the entertainment industry, he is in the sunrise college.

But think about it, Wang Zi'an thinks it's a little weird.

Especially after seeing the photo of Ayumi Hamasaki in Yui Aragaki's phone.

is really the generation of divas who once swept Asia in the previous life.

Not long after eating, Yui Aragaki received another call from Ayumi Hamasaki.

It speaks the language of the sun.

Wang Zi'an could understand, probably speaking.

"The video is ready. ”

"Really? Hurry up, Ayumi Hamasaki, you're great, thank you. ”

"You're great, this song is amazing, I'm so envious, and you dance very well. Yui, did you sign a contract with the company, when did it happen, who gave you the song, and who taught the dance?"

“......”

Thereupon.

At night.

In a hotel room, Ning Yunchong, who finally took back control of his Weibo, got off the sixteen-year-old female fan after some desperate efforts.

He felt that everything was boring, and the body of the young pink girl beside him was no longer attractive to him.

He even kind of wanted to kick the other person out of bed.

It's all over, and it's still sticking to me.

In the state of a sage, Ning Yunchong was full of emotion, picked up his mobile phone and posted on Weibo: "If you are too sensible, it is easy to have friction with others; if you are too obedient to your feelings, you will be swayed by emotions; if you insist too much on your own opinions, you will eventually end up at the end of the road." ”

After sending it, he felt that he was really too powerful.

Wen Si is like a diabetes collapse.

Well, I'm really in a hurry.

He got out of bed, ran to the bathroom, and typed on his phone while facing the toilet.

"When I was a kid, I could be happy jumping down three steps, but when I grew up, I had to go from the eighth floor. ”

The pinnacle of life, the glorious moment.

In Sage mode, it turns out that it can be like this.

When he returned, he became interested in the young body again.

The female fan is "down-and-out and generous", just like that, playing with her mobile phone by the bedside, and she will not be shy at all.

Seeing the male god come back, she giggled and opened her arms to hug.

Ning Yunchong lay down beside her.

There was no reaction, but at least there was no longer a sense of disgust for the young body.

He triumphantly asked, "Do you know when the most glorious moment of my life was?"

The female fan rolled her eyes, bit her finger and smiled: "On the stage, are there thousands of audiences in the audience?"

Anyway, she feels that the pinnacle of her life is just now, getting the body fluids of idols.

So happy!

Ning Yunchong didn't think so.

But when you think about it, it seems to be too.

The two Weibo posts just now, just like him standing on the stage, must be worshiped by thousands of girls now.

is handsome and famous, and it is cool in the entertainment industry.

Everywhere I went, there were female fans delivered to the door.

If you have fun, even if you go somewhere else, the other party will come over with a phone call.

"Well, that's right. Ning Yunchong was complacent.

But what made him a little unhappy was that this little girl was not honest.

Just finished, move your hands and feet.

Now the little girl, she is too precocious.

It's okay this way, and there is no psychological burden.

Last time, that little female fan was even more powerful, and took the initiative to recommend her to also fan Ning Yunchong's best friend.

Then, brought her best friend along, together.

Thinking about it, Ning Yunchong was interested again.

Youth is capital.

What's more, the little female fan around her has always been dishonest, as if she doesn't touch it, and she will suffer a big loss if she doesn't touch it.

In the end, Ning Yun rushed over and got on the horse.

"Idols are amazing. The little female fan looked at Ning Yunchong with bright eyes, her eyes full of admiration.

Ning Yunchong was extremely proud.

"Let's fight another 300 rounds. ”

However, it was still less than 300 rounds.

It is estimated that it is only two hundred.

Ning Yunchong entered the sage time again.

Life is so boring.

The heart is like a withered tree.

Apathy.

The little girl fan feels extremely happy.

She felt that it was not that the idol was too weak, but that she was too powerful.

That's why idols are so fast.

So you can't blame idols.

What's more, making idols happy is her greatest happiness.

True love is to give without reservation and without expecting anything in return.

She felt that she was great, that her love was divine, that it was clean, that it was pure.

Don't ask for eternity, but ask for what you once had.

She won't regret every time with idols.

On the contrary, she will cherish it in the bottom of her heart.

In the future, it will be very beautiful and beautiful.

Lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, Ning Yunchong with a helpless expression, suddenly heard the mobile phone ringing.

It's his phone.

The little girl fan rushed to help get it: "Mobile phone, give!"

Ning Yunchong took the phone.

Take a look at the caller ID on the screen.

It's the phone number of the agent, Sister Hong.

At this time, what to call?

Ning Yunchong was puzzled, although he only wanted to think about life and sublimate his soul in the sage time.

But Sister Hong's phone can't be answered.

If you don't take it, you may not even have the opportunity to think about life in the future, so think about how to survive and where your next meal will be.

"Hey, Sister Hong. Ning Yunchong made a boo gesture at the little female fan before answering the phone.

"Your Weibo password, I asked your assistant to change it, and I'll give it to you later. Sister Hong's voice sounded over there, a little indifferent.

Ning Yunchong was a little dumbfounded.

What happened?

Instead, he raged.

Damn it.

Gun King!

It must be the King of Cannons!

Here the is it again!