"Meng Xiaoxuan has won a great victory in the singing world, and Yang Ying still has a glimmer of life!"

This title has been extremely popular in recent times, and it has also been unanimously approved by the masses inside and outside the circle.

From the music scene alone, Meng Xiaoxuan has overtaken, Yang Ying.

However, Yang Ying still has a magic weapon to win, that is, she has booked the drama king in the first half of this year. As long as this drama can achieve the desired effect, then it will not be a problem for Yang Ying to win back a city.

Although Meng Xiaoxuan's "Out of the Mountain" has completely surpassed the sum of the ten songs of Yang Ying's new album in terms of playback.

And "Little Lucky" also made persistent efforts, breaking through the 10 million mark in broadcasting, and completed the double kill!

Meng Xiaoxuan's two songs are worth the total playback of five or six albums of many singers.

In this context, Xu Yuan received a call from Cao Dun.

On the one hand, the post-production of Chang'an has been completed, and Xu Yuan, the main creator, was notified. The second is that Cao Yu has returned to the capital, and he wants to make an appointment with Xu Yuan and make it clear that there are other people present.

Xu Yuan agreed without hesitation.

No matter who asked Cao Dun to find himself, he must give Cao Dun's face.

Without Cao Dun and Chen Kewen, it doesn't matter if he can't play Long Bo, but Meng Xiaoxuan can't play Tan Qi, so it's a big trouble. The wave of Gufang's official announcement alone, Meng Xiaoxuan estimated that she would not be able to survive.

This person is very favorable, Xu Yuan has always remembered.

Horticultural Villa is a well-known senior member club in Beijing. Only members can enter here, and the annual membership fee is as high as more than 300,000. There are a total of 87 single villas and 5 complex buildings.

The complex contains a variety of entertainment and sports venues.

Football fields, basketball courts, volleyball courts, tennis courts, golf courses, indoor badminton, table tennis, swimming pools, and more.

Each villa is a different decoration style, large or small, with endless artistic conception.

Here, you can enjoy the scenery of almost all parts of the world without leaving your home.

The configuration on these hardware is free, and if you need to use it, you only need to make an appointment in advance.

The real charging items here are all consumer and service.

It is rumored that here, there are thousands of young models, hundreds of third-nine star phone numbers for you to choose, and even, as long as the funds are sufficient, the second-tier stars, including some first-line stars who are going downhill, can be dated.

Of course, when the appointment arrives, that is, eating, eating, singing, and singing, other actions all depend on personal skills, and the rule of law society does not force buying and selling.

If it was really messy, the gardening villa would not have been open for so many years.

It's funny to say, Xu Yuan came by taxi, and when he got at the door, he got off and couldn't get in.

But after Xu Yuan gave Cao Dun a phone call, within three minutes, a luxury car drove to the door to greet Xu Yuan.

"Long waiting!"

The driver was a middle-aged man with silver hair and inch hair, Xu Yuan vaguely felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

This man, unlike the driver.

The other party got out of the car and opened the door for Xu Yuan, and Xu Yuan sat in the back seat.

Rumble!

As soon as the throttle moves, the engine roars.

Xu Yuan raised his eyebrows.

Men, in addition to the beauties of the country, only love guns and cars.

In the era of the earth, Xu Yuan has collected countless luxury cars, and although this one is a mass-produced entry-level luxury car, it also has a place in his garage because of its excellent styling and performance.

"This car has been changed very well, the chassis is well tuned, the soft and hard are moderate, and it is not only in the power that we have worked on. Xu Yuan said.

Many people change their cars and focus on engine tuning, which is the power faction's method of changing cars, and excessive pursuit will seem rough.

The technical school focuses more on the transformation of the chassis, engine clutch, and braking ratio, and the car from this method is extremely controllable.

Of course, there is also the appearance of the school, looking at the crazy cool drag, the operation is as fierce as a tiger, and the throttle is slammed on the spot!

"Connoisseur?" the silver-haired middle-aged man glanced at Xu Yuan in surprise and said, "This Mercedes-Benz AMGGT63S four-door version, I have been buying it for half a year, and today is the first time it has been on the road." I've been tuning in the car dealership before, after all, it's a coupe, and it's not as comfortable to drive as a thoroughbred sports car. ”

"I also like this car, I used to have a 600P horsepower. Xu Yuan spoke.

It's not that he wants to pretend to be anything, but after he has been, you will see a lot of things relatively lightly.

What car did he not have in the previous life?

But in the end, he didn't touch these things once a year, and he didn't use them as much as his electric donkey.

In the final analysis, in the end, it is back to the essence, a means of transportation.

I've seen it, so it doesn't matter.

And what you don't have, you will take it too seriously.

"600P? master!" The silver-haired middle-aged man didn't think that Xu Yuan was pretending to be a fork, because he was very similar to Xu Yuan's mentality, and he naturally understood.

If he doesn't understand, he can't understand what to say.

600P, in the original supercar, is an almost unattainable horsepower.

Mustang 300P, Porsche 911 about 380P, BMW M3 has 395P, GTR486P, except for Lamborghini Gedola has 560P, there are very few supercars with more than 500.

Therefore, the person who can change the Mercedes-Benz AMGGT to 600P must be a modified car enthusiast.

"Why don't you take a break, little brother?" the silver-haired middle-aged man became interested in Xu Yuan.

If Xu Yuan really has a 600P Mercedes-Benz AMGGT, then his driving skills will not be bad. If the driving skills are not good, then it means that the young man is lying.

If it is the latter, then there is no point in meeting today.

Multiply!

The black Mercedes-Benz AMGGT stopped, and the silver-haired middle-aged man and Xu Yuan changed seats.

"You sit in the co-pilot. Xu Yuan fastened his seat belt, he was very skilled in various adjustments, and he obviously had experience in operation, and then he put his hands on the steering wheel and said, "If you want to vomit, stop." ”

"Huh?" the silver-haired middle-aged man didn't react.

Rumble!

The throttle thumped, and the tachometer went wild.

However, the black Mercedes-Benz AMGGT remained in place, not moving.

No, or rather, the body shook slightly, drifted a little, as if it was skidding on the spot.

Then, white smoke comes out from the bottom of the womb, and the scene suddenly becomes a little dreamy.

The silver-haired middle-aged man was originally a racing enthusiast, and immediately lost his voice and said: "Start with a burning tire!"

Rumble!

His voice fell, and Mercedes-Benz AMGGT was like an arrow off the string, ejecting it in an instant.

The speed was so fast that the silver-haired middle-aged man was directly pulled onto the backrest, and the feeling of pushing the back was extremely strong.

That's right, it's the burning tire of the broken leg in street racing!

Drift, tail flick, chain drift!

A minute later, Mercedes AMGGT arrived at its destination.

Xu Yuan opened the safety lock.

The silver-haired middle-aged man immediately opened the door and jumped out, lying on his stomach for a while.

Vomit!

Xu Yuan leaned his elbows on the steering wheel, then propped his chin and muttered, "It's time to buy a trolley, a man who doesn't drive has no blood in his arteries." ”

"Dong Zhang!"

The door of the villa opened widely, and Cao Dun rushed to the silver-haired middle-aged man with an anxious face, and kept shouting: "Zhang Dong, what's the matter, what's wrong with you? Why did you vomit? Ouch, you said this ......"

In an instant, Xu Yuan knew why this silver-haired middle-aged man was a little familiar.

Because the other party is a big man in the circle.

Chairman of Qianda Media, Zhang Lin!