imperial

Lee Jun Hyun Studio

Li Junxian sat on the chair and said, "I just finished a mission, and I want to give you a second mission." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

I just experienced the elimination of life and death, and I haven't had time to relax yet.

The second mission came again, and the speed was really too fast, so they couldn't accept it for a while.

"In two days, there will be a full-fledged performance, and there will be a battle."

"Everyone goes on the stage alone, and we decide the order of 1.2.3, and if you place first, you will definitely stand on the main stage and enjoy the support of 10,000 people."

"This is the time to decide your strength, you really have to show it, it's not a joke."

The rules of the performance mission are that the remaining 12 rappers must show their individual performance in front of the audience, and at the end of all performances, the audience will vote, but each audience member can only vote for one rapper.

Within the team, the rapper with the most audience votes will enter the main stage of the first round.

The second and third place winners prepare two versions of the same song and rehearse them for the producer to choose.

By the time of the official performance, if you don't touch the microphone, you will be eliminated.

Listening to Li Junxian's words, everyone worked hard to be the first.

"There is equipment here, I won't help with your beats and lyrics tonight, you can arrange and compose the lyrics by yourself and train by yourself."

"Inside..."

After saying this, Li Junxian turned around and left the studio irresponsible.

…………

"Brother Zhong Guo, are you going to snipe him like this?"

"Definitely, don't snipe him, this kid doesn't know how long he'll wait to write me a song."

"Yes!"

"Gary, you also ask him to write you a song, and take advantage of this time to snipe him."

"Let's see..."

"Let's go..."

Park the car, and the two walk into the empire hand in hand.

"Ahh Zhong Guo oppa, Gary Oba. ”

"It's so handsome..."

"Zhong Guo Oba, I'm your fan, can you sign me?"

Kim Jong Kook smiled and nodded: "Of course you can..."

"Is your president in the company?"

"Yes, I'm filming SMTM"

Hear the words

The two of them glanced at each other, and their hearts were full of bad thoughts.

"Can you take me there?"

Hurry up and sign your name, Kim Jong Kook asked.

After all, it was the first time for the empire to come, and I didn't know which room Li Junxian was in.

What if he hears that he is coming to snipe and sneak away?

"Well... Good, good... This way. ”

Over there...

Lee Jun-hyun had just opened the door of the studio, and before he could come out, he saw Kim Jong Kook and Kang Gary standing outside the door with a smile on their faces.

The smile was a little crazy.

"What are you two smiling at?"

Li Junxian closed the door and asked.

"Song..."

Kim Jong Kook spread out his palms and looked at Lee Jun-hyun.

"Song..."

Gary learns a lot.

"I don't owe you anything, no."

"You kid said it himself that night, there is a video as proof, and you want to cheat?"

Kim Jong Kook watched him want to leave, blocking the road with his tiger body and forcing him to the foot of the wall.

"That's your special trick on me, no, there's a different kind of editing."

He didn't forget the tragic scene that night.

was forced by this group of people, and reluctantly agreed after tricking.

"If you don't give it, you won't want to leave today."

Kim Jong Kook clasped his hands on his chest and stood here blocking his path.

Gary said, "I still have to call Xiuyan and say that you went out to fool around today, and I'll see how you explain then." ”

"Nima..."

Li Junxian touched his forehead helplessly.

Kim Jong Kook nodded at Gary when he heard this, expressing satisfaction and saying that he had done a good job.

"To give or not to give?"

Kim Jong Kook stood still.

Park Taemo also walked over, and when he saw him, Li Junxian seemed to have found a savior: "Park Taemo, call the security guards for me to drive these people out, they are making trouble here." ”

"Assi... Are you still shooting? ”

Park Tae-mo didn't pay attention to him at all, but took out his mobile phone to film the scene.

Gary stood in front of the camera, turned his back and pointed at Lee Junxian, who was forced at the foot of the wall: "Look... It's that liar, who promised to write a song for us, but now he doesn't admit it, he owes a debt and pays off the song, it's a matter of course, you judge it..."

Kim Jong Kook accosted: "Yes, if I hadn't come to block him today, he wouldn't know which country he would have fled to." ”

Li Junxian couldn't help laughing: "You put RM's moves on me?" Have you had enough? ”

"Look, this guy is so rude."

Gary laughed as he hugged his belly.

"Still not yet?"

"I'll pay you back, I don't owe you."

"Then you don't want to go back today."

“Gary…”

Kim Jong Kook looked at Gary: "When I called, I said that Lee Jun Hyun went out to fool around." ”

Gary took out his mobile phone, flipped through the phone book, and looked dazed: "Brother... I didn't have a phone number from Xiuyan. ”

Kim Jong Kook took his phone out of his trouser pocket and handed it to Gary.

However...

Li Junxian's eyes widened and his mouth grew up: "Why do you have her phone?" ”

"Fake... It must be fake..."

Kim Jong Kook snorted coldly: "Let's take a look!" All right? ”

"Hey... Chung Kook Oba! ”

The phone went through quickly, and Gary turned on the speakerphone.

Park Tae-mo, Kim Jong-kook, Lee Jun-hyun, and Gary all heard it.

That's right, it was Zhong Guo Oba who shouted.

National Oba ...

Oba...

Oba...

There were 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping in his heart.

The person next to the pillow has never enjoyed the two words of Oba.

Feeling that Li Junxian's gaze was a little weird, Kim Jong Kook instantly raised his hands: "Brother and sister... Siblings... It's just a brother and sister..."

"Hey... Chung Kook Oba! What's wrong? ”

No one spoke, and Jung so-yeon asked again on the phone.

"Yikes... Zhong Guo Oba? Whose name is Oba thou? Zheng Xiuyan, you are dead, I tell you, you are dead. ”

instantly pushed away Kim Jong Kook, a muscular man, and walked directly in front of Gary.

Gary looked at the menacing Li Junxian and involuntarily took two steps back.

He snatched Gary's phone and yelled at it.

It's like a lion roaring.

“………”

The vinegar is extremely inflated, and I feel the smell of vinegar in my breath...

"Yikes... Are you dumb? Why don't you speak? Have you ever called me an Oba after all this time? Also a mouthful of Zhong Guo Oba, Xiba, Zheng Xiuyan, you are dead, I will tell you. ”

“………”

People are like that, if there is no explanation, he will become more and more energetic.

"In the future, as long as I know who you call an Oba, see if I don't clean you up... Also, you tell me that you are not allowed to call other men Oba without my permission, anyone..."

glared at Kim Jong Kook fiercely: "No one can't... If you let me know..."

There's a good show...

This is Kim Jong Kook's heart, and there is no embarrassment on his face at all, but a weird smile.

"What if you knew..."

"Have you had enough trouble?"