Liu Zaishi glanced at Park Myung-so helplessly, turned his head and asked the second-oldest Junhe, "Brother Junhe, where are you?"

"Confidential!" replied Zheng Junhe with his arms swinging.

"Can you cooperate with our leader?" The two little minions of the Infinite Stone Sect immediately couldn't stand still, and hurriedly got up to support their boss.

"It's not that I don't cooperate, it's that I've been very busy lately, and I don't know if I can make time to participate in this song festival. As for Liu Zaishi, I would like to comment on it with a fair attitude, and the fact that you are a top leader to such a level that no one cares about you can only show one thing, that is, you are no longer qualified to continue to be the present. Zheng Junhe continued to hold his arms, it seems that today he is going to carry out this 'Zheng Central' to the end.

"That's great!" Park Myung-so, the son of the devil, actually agreed with another MC for the first time. "So I'll preside over it!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone drooped their heads like wilted cucumbers.

"Brother, it's not that you won't be allowed to host, but at least you don't have to stutter?" The little fat Zheng Hengdun saw that he was going to be cold, and kindly reminded Ming Xiuweng.

"It was an introduction just now, and now it's an interrogation, and the difficulty is basically the same! My question must be better than Liu Zaishi's. Park Myung-so explained very seriously, and then he started directly. "Hendon, you, who are you going to go to?"

Instant coldness!

"Stuttering again!" Jin Zhongming took advantage of this language gap and coldly stabbed the other party, causing the audience to chuckle.

"Why are you all doing this to me?" Park Muttered dissatisfied.

"Hey, then we won't ask, it's going to be played anyway. And there is also an interim check-up. Let's just spread out and find a partner!" Liu Zaishi looked at the scorching sun above his head speechlessly. I cleared my throat for a moment, and then I was ready to end the meeting straight. "Audience friends, the 2007 Roadside Song Festival on the North Bank of the Han River will be held"

"It's going to look good!" Zheng Zhongzhong suddenly shouted loudly, and completely blocked Liu Zaishi's voice.

"I won't live up to your expectations, 80% of the ratings are waiting!" Park Myung-so also shouted with all his might.

"Ah~~~!"

"Ah~~~!"

As soon as Haha and Lu Hongzhe saw that their sect leader was being bullied, they immediately followed and shouted out in a strange voice.

Jin Zhongming, Xiaopang and Ji stood innocently on the side, they really couldn't pull their faces to deal with this group of crazy people. After about two or three minutes, the people finally shouted tired. The scene fell silent.

"In Brother Shi, you don't care about them? What about killing pigs?" Jin Zhongming asked speechlessly. "You deserve to be the number one"

"There's no way, they've been grabbing power lately. Liu Zaishi also wiped his sweat in embarrassment, and then suddenly yelled at the camera in front of him. "Infinity – Challenge!"

"Oh~!" But Jin Zhongming was not fooled, he naturally waited for the other seven people to finish shouting before cheering.

And just like that, this time the recording 'went smoothly'!

The search begins, let's turn the camera to Park Myung-so, no way, this is the practice in South Korea, say a thousand things and ten thousand. After all, this one is the oldest person in Wujiao.

"It seems that if you don't care, I'm afraid it won't work, and I hope that this song festival will make us go to the next level. Park Myung-so muttered about appearing in a newly established entertainment economic company.

'Who are you looking for?' The writer behind Park Myung-so had already figured out what subtitles to add to this shot.

"What about people?" said Park Myung-so, who came to one of the floors of the company with ease. And grabbed a staff member and asked.

"Take pictures of pictorials inside!" It seems that the people here have already guessed who he is looking for as soon as they see Ming Xiuweng's face.

"Pictorial?!" Park Myung-so stopped angrily and sat down on a chair. "Do you want to show off that you're young and pretty?"

"Hey, uncle, what do you mean by that?" a nice female voice came out of it. "I'm working, working!"

"I'm sorry, I look like I've bothered you. Park Myung-so apologized with a blank face. "Then since you've already bothered you, can you follow my affairs first?"

"Hey, son of the devil, son of the devil!" The actress in the house saw that the photographer actually stopped consciously, so she muttered a few words angrily, but although she complained, the person had already walked out of the set room, this person is the invincible Lee Hyori in the world, and this company is also the CoreCentensMedia company she just switched to for 3 years and 2.2 billion won, but it is no wonder that the staff knew who he was looking for as soon as they saw Park Myung-so, Lee Hyori and Yoo Jae-seok, Kim Jidong's group has a lot of relationships, and all of Korea knows it. "Tell me, what are you going to do this time?"

"We're going to sing and sacrifice again!" Park Myung-so said succinctly. "Do you want to come?"

"Of course I went, oppa, you are not picky, but now you are an ace variety show, and the song festival is the trump card of the trump card, I wanted to play last time I was a judge, so why don't you go?" "But you have to wait, I have two shots left on my side, and I'll take you to the composer after the shooting, and our company's ace composer An Yingmin is downstairs. ”

"No, no, if I say a few words, you can go back and shoot the pictorial, and you don't need to find any composers. Park Myung-so replied with his neck tilted. "On the way here, I had already made seven different styles of songs. ”

Lee Hyo-ri was petrified in an instant.

"And after careful selection, I think that the themes of summer, sunshine, night, and carnival proposed by Liu Zaishi are not in line with my aesthetics, and they are too superficial. So we sing affectionate lyrical songs about love! You see, I, Park Myung-so, the lyric composer in Korea, are number one!" Park Myung-so didn't care about the expressions of Lee Hyo-ri in front of him and the writer behind him, so he changed the rules in a grand manner.

"Let me guess, you mean to say that the second is Kim Jong-myung, right?" Lee Hyo-ri finally came back to his senses. "And you're telling me the truth, didn't you just make a tune? Even if it's a lyric of affectionate love that doesn't fit the theme, you must take the opportunity to sing it in the ballad festival?"

"Not really. I made seven different styles of tunes. In the end, "Park Myung-so was definitely influenced by Lu Hongzhe, that is called a dead duck with a hard mouth!"

"I'll shoot the pictorial first!" Lee Hyo-ri sneered, and then ignored Park Myung-so's nonsense and went straight back to the set room.

Just when Park Myung-so ate leopard gall and actually came to pretend to be thirteen in front of the invincible Lee Hyo-ri in the world, at the same time, Jung Jun-ha also found an old friend of his.

"Brother!" Zheng Junhe yelled, causing everyone in a variety show waiting room on MBC TV to jump in fright.

"Be quiet!" In the entire waiting room, only Yin Zhongxin, who belongs to the same 'hate' baseball team as Kim Jong-ming, Yoo Jae-seok and others, is over the age of Big Fat, so there is no need to think about it at all, 'Zheng Zhongzhong' must have come to find Yoon Jong-shin. And the only one who dared to yell back like this was Yin Zhongxin.

"Infinite Challenge Song Festival, can you come?" Zheng Junhe greeted him with open arms, the friendship between the two was here, and he was not worried that the other party would refuse.

"Why did you hold another ballad festival?" asked Yin Zhongxin with a frown, remembering that he had been a judge of the first ballad festival two years ago.

"Once every two years, this is something that was decided when we first planned it. Zheng Junhe came to Yin Zhongxin's side without care, squeezed the other party's thin body to the edge of the sofa, and then reached out to wrap his hand around the other party's shoulder. "Come on, partner with me, and I'll keep you on fire. ”

"Zhong Mingshen is not participating?" Yin Zhongxin asked after thinking about it at a forty-five degree angle. "He's the general trend, okay? Can I get the camera with you? It's really not good, it's okay to be in Shi. ”

"What nonsense, if you partner with Zhong Ming or Zaishi, you'll be a scumbag. Only with me can you shine light!" Jung Jun-ha tightened his grip on Yoon Jong-shin's shoulders with a dark face.

"Why would I be a waste when I partner with the two of them?" asked Yoon Jong-shin with a dark face. "If I'm a scum, what are you? Tofu scum?"

"That's not what it means. Zheng Junhe patted his thigh and explained. "Look. If you cooperate with the two of them, Zhong Ming will write songs himself, and Liu Zaishi has such a wide network, he will definitely be able to find the corresponding composer, then your value is a pure sick seedling. But with me, no matter what song you write, no matter how you sing it, you teach it, no matter what kind of shape you design, no matter what."

"In that case, you're a waste scum, right?" Yin Zhongxin couldn't help but laugh.

"That's great!" Jung Jun-ha slapped his thigh for the second time. "That's why you need someone like me to foil you!"

"Really?" replied Yoon Jong-shin in disbelief. "But anyway, I reluctantly accepted it. Now sing me two lines and I'll see what kind of song you need. ”

"Oh, listen!" Zheng Junhe immediately began to sing. "Red bean smoothie, red bean smoothie, my favorite"

"Be quiet!" Yin Zhongxin stopped speechlessly. "Why do you think you're doing this nasal voice with this kind of body, pretending to be cute?"

"Brother, what you said is so good!" Zheng Junhe slapped his thigh for the third time. "What I need is a professional guide like yours, so you will definitely have more shots than mine!"

Yin Zhongxin thought about it for a while, and finally decided to make one thing clear: "Junha." ”

"Hey, brother!" Zheng Junhe immediately became serious.

"It's not that you won't be allowed to slap your thighs, but it's vulgar. ”

"Is there anything about this?" Zheng Junhe slapped his thigh disappreciatively.

"Hey, that's good, that's it!" Yin Zhongxin nodded with satisfaction. "It's okay for you to slap your thighs, but don't slap my thighs again, you've done it three times! I'm almost forty people really can't stand you. ”

"Speaking of which, I have a fantastic song theme. Zheng Junhe immediately stood up excitedly, and he didn't know if it was his inspiration or to divert the other party's attention from the matter of slapping his thigh.

"Tell me about it. Yin Zhongxin picked up a cup of iced coffee on the table disapprovingly.

"The Fat Man and the Sick Seed!"

Yoon Jong-shin squirted the coffee out amid the laughter of the audience!

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