384: A war song, Seoul Starlight.
You really hurt me too deeply, the memories are all the annoying people who took my heart away from the time when our stars were shining, and my heart really hurts right nowNo.9 Only you can make me laugh No.9 Only you can make you cry wearing a mask to protect me, how can you leave like this, I hate you!
I need youNo.9No.9No.9Don't leave, did I forgetNo.9No.9No.9No.9I can't even sleep without you, I am like this because it hurts too much, I take my heart away like this because it hurts too much, where do you come back, No.9, don't always want to catch me, indulge me, and use a lot of heart to make figs bloom, you really hurt right now, No.9 only you can make me laugh, No.9, only you can make me cry, "Stop-stop." Please search (product % book Β₯Β₯ net)! The fastest updated novel"
Weng Tingjun clapped his palms and shouted expressionlessly.
Park Ji-yeon frowned, whenever she was singing, this bastard always shouted to stop, is she sick?
"What's wrong again?"
Park Suyan said angrily, they danced better than once, sang better and better, what kind of madness is Weng Tingjun?
How many times has this been called to stop?
"No, no...... NO.9 is not like this. β
Weng Tingjun admitted that after they practiced a few times, the effect was better and better, but there was always a little disobedience.
He can't say anything about this.
"Sangao, come on, QBS, you continue to practice."
This problem has been there since the beginning of the three highs, and Weng Tingjun can be sure that this has nothing to do with QBS, so the problem may be that the three highs appear.
While waiting for them to change their clothes and come, Weng Tingjun closed his eyes tiredly, he found that making a song was really not that simple, and he really admired Li Haoyang.
Tuk-tuk.
There was a knock on the door.
Weng Tingjun's tired voice came from the door.
Han Eunjing just wanted to open the door, but Park Hyo-min held it down.
Shook his head.
"Let him rest for a while, let's calm down and think if the problem is on us......"
It's okay once or twice, tirelessly dozens of times, and he has to concentrate on finding details and flaws, Park Hyo-min feels that he is tired of dancing, not to mention that he ...... Park Ji-yeon's eyes flickered, and she muttered, "What's the big deal." β
"Ji-yeon. What did you say? β
"Nothing, nothing."
The three of them sat in the corridor rubbing their legs while recalling the rhythm, melody, dance steps, and lyrics of NO.9 just now.
"I had some problems with my dance steps just now, and the second high # at the end of the tide. I'm a little stiff in my arm, could it be a problem? β
Park Ji-yeon found the key place where he had a problem just now...... "No, if it's this problem, it won't make him find out ten times." β
"What the hell is wrong with that?"
"I don't know."
"Don't sit around here, what if you get cold? If you have any questions, just go to him. β
"Ji-yeon, don't be in such a hurry, and he's your brother, you're a little ...... now"
"He's not my brother, neverβ"
"Okayβ"
"Sister, what are you doing?"
Li Haoyang asked her about the situation.
I'm about to make a new album.,I didn't expect to meet the three sisters of Sangao on the road.,My eyes blinked.,Endi asked curiously.γ
I thought: I won't be punished by the chairman of the Weng Ting Jun Weng Conference, right?
I heard that my sisters are about to participate in the song...... Is there a glitch?
Punished for standing in the corridor, Jung Eun-di often experienced...... "The president has something to do with us. β
Park Ji-yeon's expression was a little unnatural.
And so it was.
Zheng Endi, who knew everything about it, nodded his head in understanding, "Sisters." I wish you all the best of luck, and I'm going to Director Li. β
"Thank you, come on!"
The whole company now has two teams of TiaraApink, if you have to count, Weng Tingjun should barely be regarded as an artist, right?
Apink is cute and energetic, much like when they first debuted.
The two teams have different styles, there is no conflict of interest at all, Weng Tingjun is such an iron-faced and selfless president, and he doesn't have to worry about resource tilting, based on such a foundation, it is estimated that it is difficult not to become a family.
Besides...... The fox is on fire, and Cube's status is rising.
Naturally, Apink is also on fire.
Isn't it?
β****οΌ You're just a pig, the front row has started a group, and you're still brushing the wild? Is it easy to match me with a downwind game? β
Weng Tingjun's angry voice came out, making Sam Gao (including Eun Jung, Park Hyo-min, Park Ji Yeon) look at each other, damn it!
Calling them here is still playing a game?
Sister Hyomin considered that you did your best for us Tiara, and she was distressed and considerate of you, so she let you rest for a while, and she had a game.
"Rui Wen, why don't you shut up for me, if you don't send it for five minutes in the first game, I'll brush your M's economy."
"Haha, is it my problem? It's a little embarrassing, it's a little embarrassing, it's really a little embarrassing, that 20 votes? β
Weng Tingjun said cautiously, this kind of game is not easy to play, his Ruiwen's number jΓΉ is indeed a bit difficult-15-2, 17 minutes to replenish 60 troops "Vote for your sister, stay in the spring honestly, how to turn the tables." β
"Okay, okay, then I'll hang up."
Weng Tingjun almost smashed the computer, mother's buttocks, the song didn't do a good job, and he was abused as a fool when he played a game, why was everything unsatisfactory?
"It's all at this point, and they still haven't come? It's a bit floating. β
Weng Tingjun's brows furrowed.
"We're here a long time ago, aren't we? If not- huh. β
Park Ji-yeon opened the door angrily.
Weng Tingjun was shocked, Yan's appearance, the ice cube in his heart was almost melted.
My sister, you finally spoke to my brother.
Brother - Brother - Brother - Brother - want to cry.
"Coffee or water?"
"President, don't bother."
Han En quietly refused, in the company they are a part of the company, Weng Tingjun is the president, this is the rule can never be messed up.
"I want coffee, remember to ask for milk and sugar."
Park Hyo-min kicked Park Ji-yeon, that is, Weng Tingjun is used to you, and you have to inch in, this kid ...... It's getting more and more ignorant.
"Do you have anything to do with us?"
Park Hyo-min smiled slightly.
"At the beginning of May, I will arrange for you to play songs, I have participated in the production of NO.9, I always feel that there is something wrong, but I can't say, but I can be sure that the problem must be one of the three of you! It's not a matter of dancing or songs, it's a matter of people all over the world. β
"I really can't say what it is, you don't have to practice for the next two days, relax, and think about what's wrong."
Not a song?
Not a dance?
Nor is it strength?
So what exactly is the problem?
This question is indeed a bit nonsensical, but Weng Tingjun's serious appearance does not seem like a joke.
This directly stumped Han Enjing, she subconsciously curled her long hair, only to find that she had cut off her short hair.
"Ruiwen, win, you can come out with your skin."
Weng Tingjun's face darkened, and he was slightly embarrassed, "Embarrassing, haha, the computer is poisoned, haha......"
######δΈθ―΄ζθε©ζεδΊ, everyone scolded me for bragging and not playing drafts, and I was angry that I went straight to the third watch today.
You can also think about what went wrong -- surely many people know about it.
(To be continued.)
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