Chapter 350: The Threat of the Red Fruit Fruit
After watching it, Kim Hyun Young finally understood why the movie was so popular!
"Calm, calm, be my agent, I don't have any concentration at all, how can you mix it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info "An Xi said this, but his face was irrepressible pride and excitement, and he himself was unexpectedly able to get such a high evaluation.
"Brother, you can't calm down! It's so handsome, it's really too handsome! Ha, ha! Anyway, can you teach me a few tricks? I'm going to pretend to be forced too. ā
"Tuition. ā
Kim Hyun Young looked at his crotch, and then, "When I didn't say it, I have a girlfriend, and now I have a lot of money." ā
An Xi stretched his muscles, the movie is over, and he can also put the album into the album production of AOA, now that AOA's songs have been recorded, and the dance has been practiced, almost shooting a MV, you can start.
"It's almost time, send me to FNC first, some of them are busy, you can go to the company by the way and bring all the scripts you received recently to take a look, and I'll see if there is anything suitable." Now An Xi's popularity has almost stabilized at a considerable height, as a Korean actor, under normal circumstances, he has actually reached the peak in this way, but it is obvious that this peak is not what An Xi wants.
He wants the pinnacle of Asia and the pinnacle of the world.
Jin Xianrong nodded, "Okay, the scripts have been piled up recently, mainly because you are too busy, brother, and the president didn't dare to give it to you, I'm afraid you won't be busy, if you want it, I'll send it to you later...... Will it be sent to FNC? or will it be sent home?"
"Send it to FNC. ā
"Is it okay? FNC ......"
"What can it matter, just send it over, I'll eat there for lunch to save time. ā
Jin Xianrong suddenly thought of something, and his face became quite weird, "Brother, you won't let Xue Hyun invite you to dinner until now, right?"
"What's the matter, do you have an opinion?" An Xi had been paying attention to rubbing rice, he had never been conscious of eating soft rice when he ate soft rice, in line with the psychology of saving and saving, it was always good for someone to treat him, anyway, he was now helping AOA, so he was working as a meal.
It's a pity that others don't see it that way, "Brother, you shouldn't be bad for money now, how can you pay it ......back?"
"Who told you that I'm not short of money? Poor jingle rings, okay?!" An Xi now has all the liquidity on hand, all of which has been smashed into the production of "Despicable Me", and the money on hand is really not much.
Kim Hyun Young doesn't quite understand, he himself follows An Xi, and now his monthly salary can basically stabilize between five million won and eight million, according to the proportion, An Xi's income among Korean artists is definitely the best, but he still doesn't have much money to spend, "Brother, I'm really curious, where did your money go......"
"Investment. ā
"What to invest in, can you take me along?"
"What are I going to do with you? Am I not able to make money alone? Why do I want to get a piece of your pie? ā
It's a bit of a hurtful thing to put it bluntly.
Fortunately, Jin Xianrong had already figured out An Xi's temper, "Brother, then at least tell me what you are investing in, I'm really curious, what can make you throw your whole net worth into it for someone who picks on the door like this." ā
"Anime movies, oops, I don't understand you when I talk to you about being illiterate. ā
"Brother, I graduated from college with you. ā
"So I've been thinking that your Konkuk University must have bought it. ā
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After arriving at FNC, Kim Hyun Young rushed to LOEN to get the script non-stop, regretting that the popularity has surged these days, and there are more and more script invitations, and it is indeed not an exaggeration to pile up a mountain, there are too many scripts, and all the scripts are waiting for An Xi to choose.
An Xi doesn't have any concept of this, he's still flirting with his sister......
No, in the guidance work.
AOA's seven, it only took two hours for An Xi to torture them to lie on the floor, unable to move, "Teacher, no, it's really not good, it's really no strength, you can spare us." ā
"No, hurry up and say what about you, Kwon Min, what are you selling. ā
Kwon Min-a is still lying motionless on the ground, two hours of dancing time has squeezed out all the strength in her body, if it is a general dance connection, she can persist for three or four hours, but she really can't resist this kind of practice, "Teacher, it's really not good, I don't have the strength." ā
"Young man, this little exercise is not good, how can you do it with such a poor physique. ā
"Teacher, you are also a young man. ā
An Xi took out a chicken leg from a KFC paper bag, then put it to his mouth, and took a beautiful bite, "Don't give me a blind BB, I'll cripple you at twice the speed, so what's the matter, do you want to be famous?"
Jin Xuexuan pillowed Shen Huijing's thighs, she didn't mean to get up at all, she was already choking enough, "Teacher, please wipe the fried chicken from the corner of your mouth first when you say this, okay? ā
"Really?" An Xi licked the side of her mouth without any image, swallowing the pieces of fried chicken into her mouth, "It's okay." ā
"I don't understand, why do you have to practice dancing at twice the speed, and you won't use it on the normal stage. ā
"Of course not. ā
"Then why?"
An Xi grabbed another piece of fried chicken and continued to enjoy it, "because it's pure bad taste for me." ā
As soon as these words came out, the seven members of the AOA, unprecedentedly unified, all looked at An Xi with a very dangerous look, what did this bastard think of them, "Teacher, I think you'd better explain this matter, otherwise ......"
"Otherwise, what? Can you beat me?"
Kim Seo-hyun: "We can stop your lunch." ā
"If you don't give it, I can ask your agent for it, Han Shenghao promised to pack rice, anyway, he must be more generous than you, there is only fried chicken, and there is no coffee. ā
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"Forget it, I'll give you a rest and rest, and I'll continue when I'm done eating. ā
"I still can't rest......"
An Xi said while holding the fried chicken, "It's okay to rest, how to say it, it doesn't matter if you want to rest, anyway, I'm not in a hurry, wait for when you have practiced something and then release an album, this is what I mean, and it's also what your president means." ā
Jin Yumei: "This is the threat of Hongguoguo, teacher, are you really good like this......"
Park Chuya: "It's just that"
The rest of the AOA: "Yes." ā
It's a pity that An Xi is still so stubborn, and she won't change her mind because of their words, "If you think it's a threat, then just take it as a threat, anyway, my attention has been decided, and I won't change it, if you don't even have this proficiency, don't go on stage, shame." ā
In desperation, the seven AOA could only seize the time to rest, and continue to practice after eating at Anxi.
But it's okay, because of the hard practice before, the movements of the dance are almost deep into the bone marrow, every movement is memorized, and after practicing for more than an hour, even twice the speed can be completed perfectly, and the choreography of An Xi is not exactly the same as the original AOA version of the choreography, and the double speed has added some strange shock and beauty.
An Xi nodded with satisfaction, "OK, for the time being, you can rest today, and shoot the MV for you tomorrow." ā
"Jijia?!" the seven of them said in unison, looking at An Xi with burning eyes.
"What are you lying to, I don't want to waste time here, that's pretty much it. An Xi said while selecting the script, I didn't even look at what the reaction was on the AOA's side, and I picked the script by myself.
However, the way An Xi chooses the script is really different from the one selected by ordinary actors, as long as the script he receives, all of them are in his hands.
Kwon Min Ah Meng shook his head cutely, watching An Xi throw out one by one, and he didn't understand what An Xi was doing, "What the hell is the teacher doing?"
"I've wanted to ask from just now, what the hell is this doing, is there such a choice for choosing a script?"