Walking outside the door, Weng Tingjun leaned against the tree and looked up at the night.

The winter nights were indeed a bit cold, and the northwest wind whistled through the bare treetops, making only the big and small trees shiver in the cold wind.

"No matter how beautiful the sounds are, no one listens to them, after all, they are just lonely."

Weng Tingjun sighed, if you don't have to look ahead and backward to directly produce this song and post it on Youtube, with Tiara's posture and strength, it must not be difficult to surpass the original song that he has forgotten, he vaguely remembers that the original singer is not a person from a big company, and the results of this song can still become popular in this context, which shows the power of this song.

It's a pity that Tiara can't show her face. If you show your face, you will be in vain for three months.

"Sir—"

"Woohoo."

Hearing this sudden dog barking in this quiet night, Weng Tingjun was startled and turned his head to look at the woman in front of him.

"Is that you?"

Han Enjing nodded slightly, "Sir, we are really destined." ”

"Indeed." Weng Tingjun also smiled, "Happy birthday." ”

"Thank you." Han En smiled reservedly, then looked at Weng Tingjun nervously and asked, "Sir, are you really our fan?" ”

"yes!" Weng Tingjun was successfully brainwashed by Park Ji-yeon, Li Ju-ri, and Jeon Baolan, and at this moment he is Tiara's own mother fan, without any water. There's no shame in that, Tiara can bring him positive energy, which is enough to be respected.

"I'll give this back to you." Han Enjing put the dog down, pulled up the rope and handed it to Weng Tingjun.

"No, you don't." Weng Tingjun hurriedly waved his hand, joking, it was difficult to take care of himself, and he also put a big black dog on the stall. When he entered the door just now, he took a few peeks at the location of the big black dog, and found that the corner of the practice room seemed to be a habitat for all kinds of expensive dogs.

White Hiromeranian, black butterfly dog, etc., I'll go.

"He has a relationship with you, so let me give you a birthday gift."

Weng Tingjun and Han Enjing are not very familiar. If you want to give gifts with a shy face, people may not dare to accept them, and they will even wonder what your purpose is.

"You go inside, it's too cold in here. I'm smoking a cigarette here. Weng Tingjun took out a cigarette and shook it, perhaps because he was afraid that Han Enjing would recognize it, or because he was thinking about how to use the Lovely Song properly.

Han Enjing nodded and hugged Teddy back into the house, she just thought that this qiē was too much of a coincidence. Mr. is Quan Baolan's younger brother, so it makes sense to treat her so gently last time.

"Adi, there are still more good people in this world."

Woohoo.

One cigarette after another, Weng Tingjun didn't think of a reason.

I patronized how to copy and plagiarize this song, but I didn't care about how to publish this song.

Wait until the return? Don't make a fuss, the daylilies are cold, and this song seems to be released around the Spring Festival, who is the original and who is pirated at that time?

"Thank you."

"Again—" Weng Tingjun let out a puff of smoke and turned his head with a wry smile.

"What's coming again?" Li Juli frowned slightly, she didn't like men to smoke very much.

Weng Tingjun is also quite gentlemanly. He put out his cigarette and looked up and asked, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"The song is okay." Li Juli praised: "Do you want us to sing this song with the animal head cover you gave us?" ”

Weng Tingjun's pupils contracted for a while, his mouth opened wide, his hands pressed Li Juli's soft shoulders, and he said excitedly with a red face: "You say it again." ”

"Do you want us to sing this song with the animal hood you gave us?" Li Juli's body stiffened, and she repeated mechanically.

Weng Tingjun was overjoyed, and quickly let go of her by holding her in his arms, so excited that he couldn't help himself, "Haha! It's simply not too good. ”

Li Juli's heart was pounding, and she pretended not to care and pulled her hair. If it weren't for Weng Tingjun being too excited, Li Juli would definitely scold Weng Tingjun on the spot, even if Weng Tingjun was the president.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm so excited. Weng Tingjun swallowed his saliva, only then did he notice what he had just done, and hurriedly shifted his gaze and said: "At present, you can only hide and not be discovered, you are right, when you are familiar with this song, I will let Luo Yuhao arrange it." You guys put on your headgear and record the music video and stream it on Youtube! ”

"But what's the point?" Li Juli clasped her arms in front of her chest, and suddenly the fullness of her chest became more round: "Even if this song is popular, others don't know who we are, and in the end it's just a flash in the pan." ”

"No, no, no-" Weng Tingjun shook his head: "Yes, what you said is right, even if this song is popular, it still has no effect on us if you don't show up, but with this foundation, wouldn't it be better to come back in the future to unveil this layer of mystery?" ”

In a month or two after the end of this Chinese New Year, the madness of Jiang #Nam Style will also be completely over, and the American dads of Koreans will not let other races they despise continue to sweep the world. In addition, in 2013, the Korean idol industry was not very stable, and that time was the best time for Tiara's comeback. If there is this global hit song as a foreshadowing, is Tiara's return more picturesque?

Li Juli frowned and thought about it carefully, what Weng Tingjun said made some sense.

"Think about it, a 27-year-old man—well." Noticing that Li Juli's eyes were murderous, Weng Tingjun quickly changed his words, "Think about it, a mature woman has a milky voice, with various coquettish actions, can she be a second?" ”

"Come on, let's go sing the birthday rough card, and cut the cake by the way."

After solving this problem, Weng Tingjun was in a better mood than before, and took the lead in stepping into the back room.

Li Juli was a few positions behind Weng Tingjun, looked at his emaciated back in a daze, and looked down at the A4 paper in his hand-

"Did he really write this song?"

In the practice room just now, the six of them all praised this song. This song does not have a smooth tone and lyrics of meat #hemp, it is a typical Korean-style fresh rap, and there is not much demand for singing skills. The highlight is that in the high# climax part of the MV of this song, the singer will sing the number combination of "1+1, 2+2" and so on, while using two hands to gesture a few corresponding cute gestures to express the love for the lover in his heart. Li Juli watched Zheng Yixun's actions, and Weng Tingjun was still complaining at that time, she personally thought that this song definitely had the potential to be popular. It's just incredibly that Weng Tingjun really has this talent?

……

"Happy birthday, sister (Eun Jing)."

"Make a wish."

Two beautiful faces are illuminated by candlelight and colored lights. It's like a little person coming out of a painting, and it's amazing.

To be honest, Weng Tingjun, who was crowded in the pile of women, although the fragrant wind was envious of others. But it's really uncomfortable.

Park Ji-yeon was a little floating, and her tongue was knotted.

"I'm so happy, I'm really happy—"

"As long as I stand behind my sisters, I feel like there is a force supporting me, and I'm really happy-"

Under candlelight. Park Ji-yeon's tears fell, but they were not tears of sadness and grievance, but a kind of faith and emotion to persist with her sisters, "We-let's play truth or dare, okay?" ””

Weng Tingjun's cheeks were slightly hot, and his face was impassive: "This-is this appropriate?"

"yes, it's not appropriate." Park So-yeon refuses, what kind of truth or dare with an outsider? Now that Ji-yeon is drunk, God knows what kind of non-startling questions she will ask.

"Let's play." Quan Baolan looked at Weng Tingjun eagerly.

Li Juli also nodded unexpectedly.

Han Eunjing also nodded, Park Hyo-min didn't care.

Park So-yeon took a deep breath, except for her. All-ticket pass guò. She felt that the world was full of malice towards her.

"These 12 layers of cakes, 7 of us, play 31 games, the rules are as follows - Sister Juli and Sister Enjing cut 31 cakes together, each of the seven people can eat up to 5, and when they eat the thirty-first one, that person will have to answer each of us a question, this question must be answered honestly, if you can't answer it, you have to accept our punishment."

Seeing Park Ji-yeon's expression, she was moved. The words were clear, and Weng Ting doubted whether this girl was really drunk or fake.

"Is that okay?" Park Ji-yeon's eyes swept over her sister and brother, and she grinned.

"Yes!"

"Let's get started."

It didn't take long for the two to cut 31 pieces of cake. Of course, the portion is very small, otherwise tomorrow everyone will be plain and round after eating.

"Today, Sister Juli and Sister Enjing are the protagonists, so let's start with the two first, no problem, right? The rest of the order is according to our age, and I'm third. Park Ji-yeon said loudly.

"You're busy, when are you in third?" Park Hyo-min was the first to protest. Lan's younger brother Weng Tingjun also revealed his age, he was born on September 14, 88, and his age is currently ranked fourth.

"Can't you?" Park Ji-yeon looked at Park Hyo-min pitifully and said aggrievedly.

"Okay!" Park Hyo-min holds his forehead.

1 Lee Ju-ri, 2 Han Eun-jeong, 3 Park Ji-yeon, 4 Jeon Bao-lan, 5 Park So-yeon, 6 Weng Jeong-kyun, 7 Park Hyo-min.

The first round begins.

Li Juli ate 3.

Han Enjing ate 2.

Park Ji-yeon ate 7, oh, fouled, count as 5.

Quanbao Blue ate 4 of them.

Park So-yeon turned her grief and anger into an appetite and ate 5 of them.

Weng Tingjun counted and ate a word count that was favorable to him - 5.

Park Hyo-min ate 2.

Now the total is 26.

Li Juli paused, her eyes intertwined with Quan Baolan, and the two reached a consensus in an instant.

Li Juli ate 1, a total of 27.

Han Enjing ate 1. A total of 28.

Park Ji-yeon wanted to eat 5 more, but was knocked out by Jeon Baolan, and finally only ate 1, for a total of 29.

The ending is obvious-

Weng Tingjun was shot.

With tears in his eyes, he knew that he had been tricked, and there was no doubt that this was a conspiracy against him.

"You ask."

"I'll ask first, I'll ask first."

Park Ji-yeon is a bold person, everyone here is her relatives, she has no scruples, she burped, and asked with a shaking eyebrow: "Brother Tingjun, you are our fan, did you ever mean #lewd the one present?" If you didn't have one in the past, which one would you choose as a YY object now? ”

Weng Tingjun was shocked.

The others froze.

"Park Ji-yeon!" Quan Baolan's lips trembled, and without saying a word, he picked up a piece of cake and threw it at Park Ji-yeon without much force, and he was angry in his heart, what question did this dead kid ask?

Park Ji-yeon dodged lightly with her hands and feet, and then also dug up a piece of cake and shot back at Quan Baolan, and in an instant, the sword and sword shadow came and went.

Weng Tingjun waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's normal." ”

"Smack-"

I don't know who threw a piece of cake from whom, Weng Tingjun was innocently shot.

"Bang Bang Bang-"

The scene was chaotic, and suddenly the demons danced wildly.

"Let me finish—"

"Smack."

Another cloud palm, Weng Tingjun was shot in the right cheek.

Weng Tingjun wiped the cream off his eyes, watching his black suit turn into a sea of white, he smiled bitterly, and just after a while, another cream bomb flew over.

"Don't smash, don't smash, I'll go!" Weng Tingjun hid under the table, wanting to cry without tears.

Everyone can't play themselves, especially Park Ji-yeon is even more unscrupulous, and today the two protagonists - Li Juli and Han Eunjing stood aside and looked at this qiē with a smile.

"Happy birthday, Eunjing."

"Sister, you too."

Bang.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise outside the window. Interrupting the scene of the demons dancing, several people looked at each other, and then quickly ran outside.

With a sudden sound, the silence that had not been breathed for a long time was broken. A cloud of colored light rose rapidly.

Syllable!

The "flowers" bloomed from the bottom to the top one after another, splitting into countless small points of light, and the orange and yellow fireworks were like beautiful meteor showers, which were gradually falling to the ground.

Weng Tingjun stood behind them for a long time, and then quietly retreated. (To be continued.) )