"Oba, why are you here!"

As soon as Zheng Chengxian entered, Baolan asked with a look of surprise, and just wanted to take a few steps forward and stopped suddenly, and secretly glanced at Liu Huaying. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"I heard that the dignified Tara was worried about not sleeping well and couldn't eat because of the singing party. That's why I'm going to laugh at you. Zheng Chengxian said jokingly.

"Who said that? That's nonsense! ”

Park Ji-yeon crossed her waist, and the whole person stood like a compass, with a face full of resentment.

"Zhiyan~~" Li Juli glanced at her and reproached softly.

Quan Baolan lowered her head embarrassedly, and the words were what she said. At that time, I just wanted to hear Zheng Chengxian comfort and comfort myself, but I didn't expect him to say it in public, and now I feel a little embarrassed.

"I don't believe it!"

Zheng Chengxian shook his head thoughtfully: "You have never been on such a stage, and you have to perform with so many outstanding artists." You must all be as nervous as a quail. ”

knew that he was deliberately stimulating himself, but the women were still very angry, and the muzzles of the guns were unanimously aimed at Zheng Chengxian, chattering and arguing.

Zheng Chengxian looked at the excited crowd with a smile and did not argue.

"Okay, okay, everyone, stop arguing. Oba has no malice! ”

Quan Baolan is powerlessly exercising his power as captain on the side, but unfortunately there are few obedient people. In the small practice room, full of girls' gossip and denunciation, only Liu Huaying, who was in the corner, didn't speak much, and sat there quietly.

"Whether you are really confident or not, you will not know until the performance." Zheng Chengxian first said disdainfully, and then announced proudly: "This time my show is super standard, don't be scared and stand unsteady." ”

"Cut—"

Everyone shouted in unison in disdain.

"Don't underestimate us, we are tara, a combination that wants to conquer the world." Park Hyo-min sat by the wall, shaking his legs to relax his muscles and said proudly.

"Okay! Then we'll compare and see. ”

Jung Sung-hyun smiled narrowly and was provocative.

"It's better than whom, who's afraid of whom!"

Again, the people replied with the same hatred.

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The countdown to the Chinese and Korean Song Festival has begun, and KBS has opened the venue for artists from both countries to rehearse. Because of their different schedules, everyone comes to the rehearsal at a different time, and there are few opportunities to meet. So on the first day, everyone came in unison, and first, it was to show respect for each other. Second, many people in it know each other and take the opportunity to catch up.

Shin Seung-hoon, Cai Yan, Sun Nan, Wang Feng, Yang Kun and so on. These are all people who Zheng Chengxian was famous for a long time in his previous life, but he didn't have the opportunity to see them, and now he has a full feast for his eyes.

And everyone is also very interested in him, after all, only in the entertainment circles of the two countries, there are very few people who don't know Zheng Chengxian's name, so they are also very curious.

Both sides are like tourists visiting the zoo, you look at the monkeys, and the monkeys look at you.

Girls' Generation and Tara are also here.,After all, most of the artists present are their predecessors.,There's no reason to be lazy.。 For a while, the spacious studio hall was full of greetings and laughter.

When others were rehearsing, Zheng Chengxian sat down with Baolan and watched, praising them from time to time. Both sides are very powerful artists, and even the rehearsals can still feel their style.

Jung Sung-hyun's rehearsal is the biggest move, not to mention so many people. There are a lot of musical instruments alone, and there are a lot of gongs and drums, and it looks very lively. So he started to prepare here, and there were already a lot of people sitting below waiting to watch.

"Lao Yang, take a look! This ......"

Wang Feng pointed to the stage with a look full of banter, and his expression was quite disapproving.

"Hehe, people are different from us, he is pure music, so naturally there are more people involved in the performance."

Yang Kun smiled calmly and said hoarsely. His voice was damaged in childhood, and his voice was a little hoarse as an adult, and he had a special sense of vicissitudes when he sang, which became his personal characteristic.

"Even if that's the case, there's no need to be so extravagant, right?" Wang Feng obviously disagrees with this explanation: "They Koreans are so happy that they can't wait to engrave the word 'big' in the Republic of Korea on their heads." ”

"Lao Wang, you are still so extreme." Sun Nan on the side answered with a smile.

Yang Kun smiled and didn't answer, and said thoughtfully: "But I've heard this Zheng Chengxian's song, it's really good." ”

"Cut—so what." Wang Feng snorted disdainfully: "Of course it's great, otherwise how can it be called a stick?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the three of them couldn't help but laugh. Because they sat a little farther away, no one heard what they said, and they all looked at them curiously when they heard the laughter.

The people on the stage had almost arrived, and the petite IU timidly stood in front of the harmony team, and her performance attracted whispers from everyone in the audience.

At this time, a woman with a graceful figure attracted everyone's attention.

Dressed in a silver floor-length dress, with pale blonde wavy hair, and a dark blue gemstone necklace around her snow-white neck. The woman tilted her head slightly, and walked towards the piano with some stiffness.

What attracted everyone was not her gorgeous dress, nor her ridiculous walking posture, but the fact that the woman wore a black feather ornament on her face, which covered most of her face, but it was still evident from the exposed half of her face that she was a very beautiful woman.

", pretend to be a ghost!"

Wang Feng's disdainful look became more and more serious: "An artist doesn't put his mind on his own job, and thinks about some evil ways all day long, no wonder they are so miserable." ”

Knowing that he was a little angry, Sun Nan smiled with Yang Kun and didn't care.

"Lao Wang, don't keep sticking sticks all day long, we are in other people's places, and we still talk about the master like this, not for hospitality."

"The way of fart is hospitality, you can't be polite with them!"

Wang Feng took a sip and said.

"I'm curious, if you're so disgusted, why did you agree to come?" Sun Nan asked curiously.

"It's not this Jung Sung-hyun yet." Wang Feng shouted angrily on the stage: "Koreans blow him to the sky, and there is nothing on the earth." I just wanted to see what's so big about it. ”

Yang Kun smiled and said: "You can listen to the album, why bother to take a trip?" ”

"Can that thing be taken seriously? We're all engaged in this, can we still be unclear? The album sounded like a dog and appeared as soon as it arrived at the scene. Wang Feng said with an arrogant face: "To see the level of a musician, you have to look at the scene." ”

Sun Nan and Yang Kun glanced at each other, shook their heads with a smile, and decided not to entangle any further, otherwise no one knew where the topic would go.

"Okay, okay, in that case, let's watch the show!"

At this time, everyone on the stage was ready, and Zheng Chengxian signaled. The girl in front of the piano raised her hands lightly, and a string of crisp and melodious notes jumped to her fingertips, like a clear stream flowing through the mountains.

While everyone was still savoring, a string of shredded cymbals sounded to indicate something. Suddenly, there was a sonorous and powerful copper cymbal, like a lightning bolt in the night, and everyone couldn't help but tremble.

"~~!!"

Wang Feng, who was still sneering just now, couldn't help but scold. (To be continued.) )