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Powder withdrawal.

Or depowdering.

In the past few days, Park So-yeon has seen the decreasing fan clubs, and her heart is a little bitter.

Although I know that these people who have withdrawn from the powder are anti's puppet army, but... Will there be a group of hardcore among them who have been blinded and brainwashed by them and quit the group together?

Shouldn't you participate, honestly eating the old book of nine consecutive championships? Is it good to play variety shows, shoot commercials, and act on TV?

Anti, she can turn a deaf ear and turn a blind eye.

But do those true love fans who quit the group think the same way?

"Retreat, retreat, it's all for Lao Tzu, how much money did you spend on registration, I will give it to you tenfold, and make my dragonfly army into a miasma." Weng Tingjun scolded and walked into Su Yan's room with an iPad.

Park So-yeon hurriedly restrained her emotions.

Weng Tingjun rolled onto the bed with Park Su-yeon, who was sitting in a daze on the chair.

"Can you lend me some money?"

"What's wrong?" Park Suyan hid in Weng Tingjun's arms with peace of mind, and said with a smile: "You still ask me to borrow money?" ”

"This group of dogs is making trouble in my club again, I decided to let them all get out of my club, and I will pay them back ten times as much as they spent to get in." Weng Tingjun was angry.

"Don't they all say that you Weng Dashao is good at acting?"

"Well, you've seen through it." Weng Tingjun closed his eyes and buried his head between Su Yan's double ponytails, so many fans quit the group, there must be a lot of true love fans who have been brought to the rhythm, can Su Yan really turn a blind eye? Obviously not, with Weng Tingjun's understanding of her, Su Yan is a sensual person, and he can see one or two from the fact that he entered the room and saw Su Yan with a confused face in a daze.

Park So-yeon curled herself up in Weng Tingjun's arms, and she understood his kindness, but Tiara had to get out of this hurdle.

This nine-game winning streak does lack some convincingness.

They are not for fame or profit, but just to prove themselves.

Just to be able to see that the nine consecutive championships can be seen by black fans when they rely on **** luck and hype, they can fully counterattack and slap their faces.

In fact, Weng Tingjun does not have a very good way to solve this matter, unless Tiara repairs for three years and collectively goes abroad for further study, it may still be possible.

Weng Ting has reason to believe that if tiara had practiced for nine years and seven years, like Girls' Generation, he believed that the result would not be like this.

But there is no if in this world, even if you practice for eight or nine years, tiara may not appear.

"I thought it sounded good, and I cried several times at the scene."

This is Weng Tingjun's heartfelt words, and he does not mean to comfort Su Yan at all.

"Okay, okay, I'm really fine, even if I'm still a little wronged now, I'll be fine after a while."

"Are you alright?" Weng Tingjun sighed in his heart, he knew very well the reason why So-yeon was uncomfortable, as the lead singer of Tiara, she wanted to prove that she protected everyone. This time I decided to participate in the immortal song 2, the defect of the previous lack of singing skills was completely exposed to the public, frankly speaking, Su Yan's participation in the immortal song 2 was completely the head of Weng Tingjun, and it can be said that he has a lot of responsibility for this matter.

"It's fine."

"You're looking for you, and she seems to be thinking about a role that suits you well."

"Oh?" Park So-yeon nodded and said that she would go over immediately, "By the way, I went to the Western restaurant with Ji-yeon to eat last night, this girl doesn't know what's going on lately, she can't give up, and --- saw the goldfish in the fish tank in the restaurant, she was so frightened that she ran out of the restaurant." The strangest thing is that she seems to have a soft spot for red lately, and it won't be.... Evil, right? ”

What?

Weng Ting was stunned.

Goldfish?

Red?

"Yes, yes, I was your reaction at the beginning."

Weng Tingjun swallowed his saliva, "What, you go to Zhixian first, and I'll go see Zhiyan." ”

As he spoke, Weng Tingjun hurriedly jumped off the bed, and for a while, his back was already soaked with sweat.

"Hmm." Park So-yeon called out to Weng Tingjun, "Stupid ----"

Weng Tingjun turned his head in astonishment.

"I'm fine, I'm really fine, I'm measured, thank you."

"No thanks, you're my woman."

"One." Park So-yeon grinned lightly.

“……”

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Goldfish?

Red?

Isn't it Eunjing?

How is Ji-yeon?

Who broke into his boudoir that night and bullied him unprepared?

Who the hell is it?

Weng Tingjun looked sad and indignant.

It turned out that it was Enjing, but the two of them pierced the layer of window paper. The woman is --- very thin-skinned, and the object is Enjing, this girl buried everything in her heart and didn't dare to say anything, so Weng Tingjun decided to hide it, pretending that nothing had happened, and it was a dream.

Suddenly---

Very suddenly, Su Yan actually said this today.

No way!

Ji-yeon?

In the past, Ji-yeon wasn't afraid of goldfish, and she didn't like red ones very much.

In that case, it's really possible.

Misunderstanding.

I really misunderstood.

Why is this girl so fat?

"Where's Ji-yeon?"

Calling a servant casually, Weng Tingjun asked.

The maid replied truthfully: "Miss Zhiyan went to the company to practice early this morning, and there is a rehearsal in the afternoon. ”

"I see, let's go down."

Weng Tingjun stood in the living room in a daze, this... What is this called?

"Could it be that Gully is saying that I really want to pack tiara?"

Weng Tingjun swore that in his heart he had always regarded Zhiyan as a younger sister, and there was absolutely nothing wrong with it, and he was teased by Zhiyan several times and couldn't move, if it wasn't for this concern, with Weng Tingjun's urine, how could Zhiyan get out of the way?

"Who is this? Isn't that the president? How? Recently picked up the role of a nerd? ”

Zheng Endi, who helped Chu Long go home to get clothes, walked into the living room and found Weng Tingjun standing in the living room like a nerd, and couldn't help but make a joke.

"Stay where it's cool." Weng Ting was in no mood to deal with this abyssal giant mouth, and he would clean her up another day.

"Look at my temper." Zheng Endi rolled her eyes, she really didn't dare to touch Weng Tingjun's brows, but she couldn't lose in her aura, and after swaggering upstairs to get Chu Long's clothes, she found that Weng Tingjun was still in a daze in the living room, and she was even more curious.

"What's going on, President? Why can't you give up? Are you also allergic to goldfish? Have you also had a soft spot for red lately? ”

"......" Weng Tingjun glanced at Zheng Eundi in confusion, "Zhiyan is also this problem?" ”

"Not really."

"I.... I'm evil. ”

"Oh Mom!" Zheng Endi screamed, spread his feet and ran away.

I'm really wicked.

Weng Tingjun was lying on the sofa weakly, what should I do?

How can this be Ji-yeon?

Jingle bells.

The phone rings.

Caller ID Luo Yuhao.

"If there's a fart, let it go."

"Good things, good things will grow! Turn on your computer and take a look. ”

"Oh?"

(To be continued.) )