Chapter 20 Song Qian

"Song Qian? That's a pretty good name! It's worthy of my fellow countryman. Dongfang Ran said with a smile.

Song Qian smiled awkwardly. But my heart was roaring. My name is good, and it has a dime to do with your fellow countryman?

"By the way, Song Qian, why did you run to S.M Company as a trainee? Is it bad at home? The treatment of trainees in South Korea is not very good! Dongfang Ran asked suspiciously.

Song Qian was silent for a moment. I don't know if I should tell this to this new acquaintance. Dongfang Dye didn't know which tendon was wrong, but he actually had a strong interest in the Qingdao girl paper in front of him (it seems that people are bigger than you).

"If you can, please sue me!" Dongfang Dye said with a smile. This smile successfully infected Song Qian.

"There are too many unspoken rules in China, and it's hard for me to come out without a background. It just so happened that S.M was recruiting trainees at that time, so I came. Song Qian said briefly.

Dongfang Dye nodded. Truly. The predecessor was silent for two or three years before he inexplicably got the leading role of Xianjian Yi. The predecessor's terrifying singing skills and outstanding appearance were not successful, and Song Qian's chances of coming out in China are even smaller.

"There are a lot of inconvenient things in Korea." Dongfang Dye said with a smile.

"Hmm. At first, I was very unaccustomed to it, and I was always saying the wrong thing when I was not good at Korean, and I was often punished by some seniors for this. Here, the Korean trainees all suffered a lot from the trainees who looked down on Huaxia...... But I finally got through it. Song Qian pretended to be relaxed and said.

"Oh? Looking down on the Chinese? What qualifications do they have to look down on the Chinese? Just by them? A group of trainees who didn't make their debut? Dongfang Ran's eyes narrowed. Anything that touches the image of the Chinese country will be furious. For example, the fact that Korean trainees look down on Chinese trainees.

Song Qian looked at Dongfang Dye, whose face was like frost, and her heart warmed. Although she knew that Dongfang Ran was annoying the Korean trainees for looking down on the Huaxia trainees, she was also a member of the Huaxia trainees.

The feeling that someone cares...... It's really good!

Dongfang Ran didn't know what Song Qian was thinking, he wanted to kill people now. A tyrannical mood floods the brain. In his previous life, he would have lost his rationality only if he touched the country. All those who offended China in front of him went to see Marx.

The temperament of Oriental dyeing has changed. The gentle temperament becomes tyrannical and cruel. It feels very depressing, as if it is not a person, but a tiger in the mountains!

Song Qian took a step back in some fright. The grinding sound of canvas shoes and the smooth floor woke Dongfang Ran from his tyrannical state.

The tyrannical temperament dissipated in an instant. Dongfang Dye took a deep breath. "I'm sorry! I'm like this, once I hear someone say that the motherland is not me, I can't suppress my killing intent. Dongfang Dye said apologetically.

"East, you are ...... Soldier? Song Qian asked uncertainly. That feeling full of depression really made her feel like she was in Shura Hell.

"Sort of." Dongfang Dye would not tell him that he was from the National Security Bureau. Although the NSA is on the bright side, an agent like him cannot be exposed to the sun. Even if he is not an agent in this life, the habit of hiding himself is still retained.

Song Qian nodded. In my heart, I already think that Dongfang Dye is a soldier. But Song Qian didn't know. If a soldier could have such momentum as Oriental dyeing, China would have unified the world a long time ago.

The German soldiers of World War II, Dongfang Dye, were able to single-handedly fight a dozen or nearly twenty. In this way, Germany almost unified the world at that time. If it weren't for the pig teammates...... A certain wallgrass is too weak...... What's more, it's all at the level of Oriental dyeing?

Not even the special forces. Only the kind of battle-hardened special forces king can barely do it. Who is Oriental Dyeing? The ace agent of the Chinese National Security Bureau in the previous life! If there is one standard to measure, it is Captain America in the Avengers. But it's not that bullish...... Nirmala's truck of dozens of tons ran a hundred meters and drank water as if it were ...... Off topic......

"Song Qian, where are you practicing? Do you know Lin Yuna? Dongfang Ran remembered the reason why he was looking for Song Qian, so he asked.

"I'm in the group B practice room. Yuna senior in the group A practice room. Dongfang, you're here to find Yun'er! Song Qian has read domestic reports. I am very envious of the lucky person of the same company. Brother of the Heavenly King level, the star journey can be described as a great one! Of course, it is the Chinese range. But if it is a few years from now, I am afraid that South Korea will also be full of oriental dyeing songs.

"Hmm. Group B, Group A? You trainees are so graded! Dongfang Dye said curiously.

"Hmmm! Yes. The practice room is divided into four groups of ABCD, and I am in group B. Yuna's seniors, they are all in Group A! It's a pity that I'm from Huaxia......" Song Qian was a little helpless. It wasn't a problem for Group A to get in the practice room with her strength, but the problem was her nationality......

Dongfang Dye squinted, and made a cross in his heart to the country of Korea. decided that in the future, as long as there are Korean artists who dare to speak disrespectfully to Huaxia, he promised that he would not be able to mix in Asia. As for Europe and America, just with a Korean artist? Hehe.

It was Dongfang Dye's decision that in the future, many artists who insulted the Chinese people and then shamelessly ran to Huaxia to develop were all beaten into the cold palace by Dongfang Dye with thunder. Don't say that Huaxia doesn't want them, and Korean entertainment companies don't dare to ask for them. After all, the Oriental dyeing at that time was ......

"But you're not bad! I can be in Group B! It's a shame for us Chinese people! Mobile phone to me. Dongfang Dye said.

"Huh?" Song Qian was very strange, but still handed the phone to Dongfang Ran. Dongfang Dye entered his own number.

"This is my number, call me if there is any grievance in Korea. I'll go talk to Li Xiuman. Remember, don't hide something and carry it yourself. There are still me behind you, and tens of millions of Chinese people! Your development outside represents China, and Huaxia's face cannot be lost! Dongfang said strictly.

A warm current surged through Song Qian's heart. It's really good, this senior. "Hmmm! I'll be Eastern! Song Qian nodded solemnly.

Dongfang Ran smiled. "Huh?" Dongfang Dye suddenly felt a fleeting breath. This breath couldn't be more familiar to him! It's an agent's unique aura! It's just that this agent should be a newcomer, and he didn't hide his breath well.

"Where's the toilet? I suddenly wanted to go to the toilet. Dongfang Ran asked with a smile.

"Just go straight. I'll wait for you here, and I'll take you to Yuna's seniors' practice room in a moment. Song Qian said.

"Okay."

Dongfang Dye nodded.

……

"Strange? Obviously here? Why did the breath suddenly disappear? Dongfang Dye frowned and looked at the empty room inside. Strange thoughts.

"Forget it, let's go find Yun'er and them first. This agent put it in advance. Dongfang Dye glanced at the room again, closed the door and left.

After about five minutes, a figure fell softly from the ceiling of the room.

This is a woman who looks down on faces. But the curvaceous body can be seen to be an extremely beautiful woman. Dressed in a black night outfit, it doesn't look like he's here to do anything good.

A hint of fear flashed in the woman's eyes, and there was a hint of ...... Complex???

"I haven't seen him for three years, he is so terrifying? Was he hiding before? Is this the real you, Xiao Dye ......"

A soft, beautiful voice whispered in the dark room......

"Waited, huh?" Dongfang Ran said with a smile. It took a lot of time to chase that agent just now. "It's a little, Dongfang, you go to the toilet so slowly!" Song Qian and Dongfang Ran became familiar with each other, and they spoke a lot more casually.

"Haha!" Dongfang Ran laughed and didn't care. "Let's go, take me to Yun'a's practice room!"

"Uh-huh."

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Huaxia, Nortel, President's Office.

Principal Feng, who was over sixty years old, looked at the woman sitting in front of him in surprise.

The skin is better than snow, the eyes are like a pool of clear water, and when looking forward to it, it has an elegant and elegant temperament, which makes people feel ashamed of themselves and dare not blaspheme. But that cold arrogance and agility are quite seductive, and people can't help but be haunted.

Dressed in a Gucci branded outfit, a white waist-length jacket is placed over a sexy navy blue shirt with two black metal buttons on the left, six black metal buttons on the right, and two black metal buttons on the symmetry on the left. The lower body is dressed in a red ultra-short grid with a black belt. The long burgundy head is draped behind the head, and the purple eyes with some purple hints are matched by the purple diamond card on the head.

This woman is a stunner. A stunner that is enough to drive a man crazy. But it's such a stunner, but few people dare to hit her attention. Because her father is the dragon that stands in the east, the immortal man!

"Is Miss Bai going to enroll in our school?" Principal Feng confirmed again. A legendary daughter is coming to this film school? What's the situation?

"That's right." Miss Bai's voice is as beautiful as Juanjuan's spring water, refreshing. It's really fascinating.

Fortunately, Principal Feng is over sixty years old, and he has already seen through the beauty. I'm afraid I can't hold it anymore.

"Can you tell the old man?" Principal Feng couldn't figure out which tendon Miss Bai had made a mistake and would come to his own school. What's even worse is that her father actually agreed???

"Because of him." Miss Bai took out a photo from the inner pocket of her coat.

It's a man. A man that Principal Feng is familiar with and can no longer be familiar. Because this man represents the highest achievement of Nortel students.

Reminds me of the news not long ago. Principal Feng sighed, it turned out that the news was all true......

"I see." Principal Feng wouldn't think he was the illegitimate son of that one, Miss Bai's own brother. He had only one love in his life, and he never married after his death. And Miss Bai is his only heir. Many people have a lot of ideas about Miss Bai.

"Hmm. Frost farewell. ”

"Goodbye!"

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