"Good job......"

This 200W flower is really cost-effective, just now in the audience, Weng Tingjun saw Park Ji-yeon exuding an ecstatic excitement, and his sister was very happy.

That's enough.

Luo Yuhao shook his head, "Big brother, although I really want to admit that I arranged it, in fact, these are not extras but real fans." ”

Luo Yuhao was also surprised, but it was true.

Oh?

Luo Yuhao said very seriously: "I asked the person in charge of the fans of Huaxia just now, and they did refund the tickets, but just now another group of people spent a lot of money to get the tickets from the scalpers, and this scene is also a surprise they prepared for the children." ”

He was also more sad than dead at the time, and he didn't expect this group of fans to be so powerful.

Weng Tingjun's scalp couldn't help tingling, and he took all the tickets from the scalper's hand? This is the fighting power of queens?

"Hmm." Weng Tingjun smiled, at this moment, he was indeed a lot more relaxed in his heart.

"Big brother has one more thing." After a pause, Luo Yuhao continued: "Just when Tiara's rp ignited the atmosphere of the scene, there happened to be a brand director of Kowloon Business Center watching at the scene, he took a fancy to Tiara's commercial value and wanted to invite Tiara to endorse its brand.

"Let's take it, but after today, all activities will be postponed." The Black Sea of Jeju Island Platter Concert is vividly remembered, and Ong Ting will not allow this to happen again.

Luo Yuhao smiled bitterly in his heart, do you want to push it away? Now there is not a single event announcement at all, right?

……

Weng Tingjun wanted to smoke for no reason, went to the mall to buy a pack of Su cigarettes and went to the toilet, squatted on the toilet lid and swallowed the clouds, which was about ten meters away from the concert site, and he even heard their singing.

"Is Han Nice stupid and has a lot of money? The acting skills of these extras are really good! ”

"Who's to say it isn't? But these girls are really beautiful, and it is estimated that they can be sold at a good price in Hong Kong. ”

"Thinking too much, although CCM is not as good as S#M, I can't stand that there is a CJ behind it!" Seeing that his companion was puzzled, the person who spoke put down the camera and said with a smile: "Don't you know yet?" At the press conference in the morning, Tiara has changed hands, the company is called Paradise Entertainment, it is a company opened by our Koreans, and its strength is ...... It's about the same as a leather bag company. ”

"Is there such a thing? It's cheap for these port people, haha. ”

"I'm angry when it comes to this, ahsie, why are they tracking 2ne1's tour while we're here to watch a #sub show?"

"Shh......h Be quiet. ”

Bang.

Angry, Weng Tingjun pushed the door open.

There were outsiders there, and two South Korean reporters instantly changed the subject.

Weng Tingjun pretended not to care, walked over, looked around the inside of the toilet, and after there was no one but the three of them, he locked the toilet door.

Locked on the iron box with cigarette ash on the trash can, Weng Tingjun sneered, took it off and weighed it in his hand, then ran forward quickly and slammed it on the head of the reporter, who looked more robust.

Bang!

The sturdy reporter screamed in pain, leaned forward, smashed his head on the glass mirror, and fell to the ground after rebounding, blood dripped down his head, his eyes went black, and he fainted directly.

"I'm by the pronunciation?" Another relatively thin reporter looked at the intimidating Weng Tingjun, swallowed his saliva, and unconsciously stepped back, "We are Korean reporters, do you know what you are doing now?" ”

Weng Tingjun calmed down, took out a pen from his pocket, and said in Korean: "I'm also a South Korean reporter, I'm sorry, I've already recorded what you said just now." ”

Recorded? Seeing Weng Tingjun skillfully playing with the recorder, the thin reporter's face changed, and the reporters also had feelings among them, sometimes for a news, they did everything they could, he looked at Weng Tingjun carefully, and after a closer look, Weng Tingjun's temperament did look like a peer.

His eyes rolled quickly, "What about recording it?" Now you beat up my friend, if you don't get to the hospital in time, I think you'll be wanted, you'd better calm down. ”

"Really?" Weng Tingjun smiled, "Before I become a wanted criminal, you will become a prisoner for slandering artists, do you believe it or not?" ”

"What the hell are you going to do? Are you a person from Paradise Entertainment? The thin reporter was flustered, how could he not have imagined that a colleague would stay here and record the voice? Is it a coincidence or a conspiracy? He didn't have time to think about it.

"Paradise Entertainment? What's that? Weng Tingjun smiled disdainfully, and then walked slowly in front of the thin reporter step by step, and under his frightened gaze, the iron box in Weng Tingjun's hand smashed down as he wished.

Bang!

Without hesitation, Weng Tingjun once again raised the iron box in his hand and smashed it at the thin reporter.

The thin reporter screamed, and the pain hit his already thin body, and he rolled his eyes and fainted, and fell on the sturdy reporter, blood staining his arm under the sink.

Dragged the two unconscious reporters to a cubicle, Weng Tingjun washed the blood from the floor and removed all kinds of equipment from them.

Because he is indeed a reporter, he can know the cruelty of these reporters, most of these young artists are caused by these reporters taking words out of context to spread falsehoods, plus they scolded and insulted Tiara just now, he didn't hold back, and there was no need to hold back.

So he struck.

Of course, Weng Ting would not kill them. How could Weng Tingjun be a murderer?

Weng Tingjun made a phone call to Luo Yuhao and asked him to dispose of these two guys quietly, and then returned to the ShowCase scene again.

Weng Ting is no stranger to the things on these two reporters, button cameras, voice recorders, Weng Ting has no interest in knowing what news they have excavated, and deleted the stored things, Weng Tingjun put them away very seriously.

……

This time, the front of the Tiara performance stage is the repertoire of the three years since his debut, after the end of Rolypoly, seamlessly connected to bopeepbopeep, the kitten dance once again ignited the atmosphere of the scene, Weng Tingjun wanted to return to his seat, but found that his seat had been occupied, so he smiled and stayed at the door with the security guards, quietly watching them shine on the stage.

Weng Tingjun handed a Su cigarette to the security guard who was writhing with him.

"Brother, this Korean girl group is awesome, I've been working here for several years, and it's the first time I've seen such a beautiful girl group."

Communicating in his native language, Weng Tingjun was very pleased, "Right? Their name is Crown, and they are a very talented girl group. ”

"It's really good, especially that kid, who seems to be the captain?"

"All sAngeles."

"Yes, all sapphire blue." The security guard was still unsatisfied, "I thought I was going to hit the street just now, but I didn't expect these fans to be really Sere." ”

Weng Tingjun is honored, the girls on the stage are his treasures, his most important investment, and he has no reason to be unhappy when he is praised by others.

At this moment, the lights dimmed, and the darkness swallowed the seven girls on the stage in an instant, and Weng Tingjun's eyes were unconsciously attracted.