Han Hyuna once received systematic training from S.M Entertainment Co., Ltd., and after her debut, she released several singles. Although Han Hyuna has a good voice, due to www.biquge.info the mediocre quality of the singles, these songs have a good response in the market.

For this reason, Cheng Feng even tried the MV of Han Hyuna's songs on the Internet. Cheng Feng, who has a unique sense of music, feels that Han Hyuna's voice is ethereal and graceful, and if she cultivates it carefully, she definitely has the potential to become a diva.

Cheng Feng lives under the same roof as Han Hyuna, and he doesn't have any other special way to treat Han Hyuna. In Cheng Feng's eyes, Han Hyuna is just a little more beautiful and has a well-developed figure, and she is a humanoid jukebox.

However, this girl who looks quite outstanding on the outside is lying leisurely on the soft sofa at the moment, she is holding a tablet computer to watch anime, while gnawing melon seeds, and her little feet are shaking with interest on the sofa.

Cheng Feng peeked at Han Hyuna while surfing the Internet. Unlike the previous meeting, Han Hyuna is now wearing loose cartoon pajamas, and two lumps of flesh loom on her chest. If Han Hyuna, who met for the first time, is a sexy goddess, then the current Han Hyuna is the feeling of the girl next door.

"Han Hyuna is only 19 years old, and her figure is really not good, I heard that South Korea's plastic surgery technology is very developed, could it be that Han Hyuna's body has been knifed?"

Cheng Feng peeked at Han Hyuna while imagining it, Cheng Feng, who is an action movie in the island country, still thinks that only by using the most primitive method (touching with his hands) can he determine whether Han Hyuna's figure is real.

It's just that Cheng Feng happened to meet her eyes when he peeked at Han Hyunna, and they looked at each other for a while, which made Cheng Feng embarrassed.

Han Hyuna covered the tablet to her chest to prevent the spring from leaking again, and she said angrily: "Cheng Feng, don't forget what I told you, I have learned taekwondo, if you think anything wrong about me, you will die ugly." ”

Cheng Feng smiled wryly, and asked again: "Sister Han, you are leaving S.M Company now, what are your plans next?" I see that your Chinese is very good, you can try to develop in the discourse entertainment industry. ”

Han Hyuna said: "My mother is Chinese, my father is Korean, and I am a Chinese-Korean mixed-race. My mother has taught me Chinese since I was a child, so I am no worse than you when I say Chinese...... I met some media people in China, and I asked them to get a job in a bar, and I went for an interview the day after tomorrow. ”

Cheng Feng originally peeked at Han Hyuna, but fortunately he successfully opened the topic. He didn't expect that Han Hyuna was still a Chinese-Korean mixed-race, but Cheng Feng thought that he was also a mixed-race, but he was just a mixed-race child from northern China and southern China.

"Oh yes, what are you looking for now? I'll say hello to you first, although you are my nominal husband, I will never raise you. In South Korea, men are despised for making little white faces and eating soft rice. Han Hyuna said coldly.

Cheng Feng never thought about being a little white face, he thought about what kind of road he wanted to take early on, because he was pleasantly surprised to find that although there were many works of art in this parallel world, these works were not related to the works of art in his previous life!

In this world, there are no supernatural tomb robbery novels, no Hans Christian Andersen fairy tales, no songs by Eason Chan, Jacky Cheung, Faye Wong, and no popular movies in Asia such as "Farewell My Concubine" and "Infernal Affairs". In other words, Cheng Feng casually took out a work of art to sell, which was enough for him to become a pig's head.

Cheng Feng didn't know this way of wealth at first, so he randomly submitted his resume on the Internet, and now he has to write online novels first, and then publish records and movies, so as to achieve a different life!

It's just that when Cheng Feng opened the word document, he instantly got stuck, and he was stunned for half a word at the computer.

"Although he generally knows the plot lines in the novel and the images of each character, these memories are hidden in his mind, but it is another thing to write them."

"Regardless of the writers of the previous life, the various foreshadowings, descriptions of artistic conceptions, and the mental outlook reflected by the characters in the novel do not mean that you can rewrite it after reading the novel several times."

Cheng Feng remembered that when he was chasing online novels, he also posted a post in the book review area to ridicule the author. Probably means that the author is arrested and locked in a small black room, and he will be given a bite to eat when he writes a chapter. Thinking about it now that it's my turn to write a novel, I realize that it's really not easy to be a writer.

Although Cheng Feng can't remember the specific content of the novels in his previous life, he can still think about composing music and selling it. Cheng Feng wanted to go to the bathroom to wash his face, and then he had to 'write songs'.

I just don't know if it's because the bathroom is slippery, Cheng Feng fell heavily in the bathroom and hit his head heavily on the wooden floor. Cheng Feng felt a little dizzy, and a huge memory palace appeared in his mind.

This memory palace is not an ordinary building, but a magnificent treasure trove containing various fields from the past life! Literary works such as novels, essays, and poems, as well as a large number of songs, films, and television works.

Cheng Feng found that there was such a palace hidden in his mind, and he was also happy, this was to force him to develop a rhythm~ It's just that when Cheng Feng wanted to browse the novels of the memory palace, the following prompts appeared.

"Do you want to spend 10,000 popularity points in exchange for access to the Memory Palace?"

There are two options below: 'Yes' and 'No'.

"Access permission? Exchange? Popularity? These terms popped up all of a sudden, which really made Cheng Feng a little at a loss, and then he finally figured out that he had a manager system implanted in his mind, and the artist he bound to was Han Hyuna.

Name: Hyun Na Han (bound)

Appearance: 80

Height: 70

Acting: 10

Singing: 60

Force: 20

Stamina: 20

Prestige: 280,000"

Cheng Feng found that in addition to the memory palace, the system in his mind also had a built-in shopping mall, which contained many ability capsules, such as [Invisibility Capsule], [Lucky Capsule], [Flying Capsule], [Force Capsule], [Archive Capsule]...... However, these ability capsules need to be exchanged for Han Hyuna's reputation.

Cheng Feng was as excited as he was to find the manager system in his mind, as if he had opened the door to a new world. It's just that Han Xunna heard the sound of Cheng Feng's wrestling, so she came over to help Cheng Feng up, she was afraid that Cheng Feng would break her brain, so she asked, "Are you okay?" ”

Cheng Feng's head was knocked out of a big bag, but this small pain, what is the manager system in his mind? He shook his head and said, "I'm fine, I'm just a little dizzy, you can help me to sit on the sofa for a while." ”

When Han Hyuna heard this, she let Cheng Feng's hand on her shoulder, and it was really difficult to help Cheng Feng's burly body to the sofa with her petite body.

It's just that Cheng Feng's big hand is shaking in front of Han Hyuna's chest, occasionally touching the soft round sphere, Cheng Feng senses from the feeling that Han Hyuna is not wearing a bra, which means that there is a vacuum in the wide pajamas!

"This is not good, Han Meizi kindly helped me to the sofa, but I ate her tofu, this behavior is too shameless, it is not a gentleman's doing!"

Cheng Feng thought so in his heart, but said in his mouth: "Ouch, Sister Han, my feet seem to be twisted again, and I guess I can't walk." As he spoke, he leaned over to Han Hyuna again.