Chapter 1104 Propaganda

After singing a few words, Ye Xuan waved his hand to the audience.

Bang Bang Bang –

Frank applauded.

"Now it's the last song of the concert, let's all get moving!" Frant snapped his fingers.

Rhythmic music came from all directions, and the five members of the POX band stood on the stage and began to dance wildly.

Ye Xuan: "??? ”

Are you doing god and demon love?

What the hell is dancing all of a sudden?

As the DJ sounded, there were not only five members of the PXO band on the stage, but also more than a dozen professional dancers.

The dancers danced in an orderly manner on the outermost part of the stage, and the five members of the POX band, centered on Ye Xuan, also began to dance.

What made Ye Xuan wonder was that Frant and his band members danced without any rules, and they were completely dancing blindly with Jill They.

As everyone knows, this is the most classic program of the POX band's concert.

Every time after the last song, the DJ starts and the audience cheers along with it.

There is no ornamental dance, so you can understand that you can dance as much as you want in a nightclub.

Ye Xuanren is stupid!

Who am I?

Where am I?

What am I going to do?

A magical scene appeared, the five of Flan twisted left and right and were so unhappy, and Ye Xuan, who was standing in the center of the stage, was stunned.

Why don't you jump with them?

A thought burst into Ye Xuan's mind.

Immediately, Ye Xuan refused.

Waist...

Recently, my waist is not good, what can I do if I twist and twist my back?

"Mr. Ye Xuan, aren't you jumping? Take it easy and jump as much as you want. ”

Frant reminded when he saw that Ye Xuan had not moved for a long time.

"I... I won't jump. Ye Xuan touched his nose with some embarrassment.

"Okay."

Frant shrugged his shoulders and didn't care.

"What is Ye Xuan doing? Hahaha, his expression is also too funny, pitiful helpless and weak! ”

"I'm confused, Ye Xuan is confused!"

"This scene is also too interesting, I had just heard of Ye Xuan, but I didn't expect him to be so interesting!"

Facing Ye Xuan's stunned chicken, the audience at the scene laughed.

They are all big fans of the band POX, and naturally they know the traditional show of every concert.

They knew, but Ye Xuan didn't know...

Watching Ye Xuan's expression through the big screen, they laughed like crazy!

Torture!

The audience was laughing, but these few minutes were too tormenting for Ye Xuan.

It's an amazing feeling.

It's like someone telling a joke at a gala and everyone is laughing, only you don't know what everyone is laughing at, or the joke isn't funny at all.

It's like a group of people dancing, everyone dances very well, you are the only one fishing in troubled waters, and the most sassy thing is that everyone is watching.

"POX Hollywood Concert Ended Successfully!"

Finally, in Frank's excited voice, Ye Xuan's torment was over.

"Mr. Ye Xuan, can I ask you for an autograph?"

Fang Fengyu, the drummer of the POX band, immediately found Ye Xuan after the end.

"I remember you, Fang Fengyu, you speak Chinese very well."

Ye Xuan looked at the white man in front of him.

"My father was a businessman in Huaxia, so I grew up living in Huaxia, and I can speak some local dialects." Fang Fengyu said proudly.

"For example, rely on the young girl!"

Ye Xuan: "??? ”

"Then do you know what it means to rely on the young girl?" The corners of Ye Xuan's mouth twitched slightly.

"I don't know, my college roommate taught me the dialect of relying on Nenniang. He said it was a kind of friendly word to show people. My college roommate is a very good friend of mine, and he also told me that relying on a young girl can only be said with a good brother, and if you are not a good brother, you can't say it. ”

Ye Xuan: "......"

"Then your college roommate is quite... It's quite sao. This sentence can only be said to good brothers, not to unfamiliar people, and even strangers. Ye Xuan took a pen and wrote down his signature.

"Fang Fengyu, I think you can search for what it means to rely on the young girl, there is a surprise."

Ye Xuan still decided to let Fang Fengyu explore the truth.

Surprised?

After listening to Ye Xuan's words, Fang Fengyu stood in place and thought for a few seconds, then took out his mobile phone from his pocket and searched it.

"FUCK, Zhang Han, you shit, Lao Tzu was almost deceived by you!"

"Hahaha, Fang Fengyu, you are a dog, obviously you can't learn Chinese and blame me?"

Fang Fengyu was laughed angrily when she saw that the search relied on Nenniang's explanation.

No wonder...

No wonder Zhang Han repeatedly asked, it turned out to be this meaning!

"Big villain, you laughed at me just now, others are dancing, and you are dancing too."

The night was hazy, and the secluded avenue was lined with ginkgo trees, their golden leaves floating on the ground haphazardly, and the branches were bare.

The orange light reflects the shadows of couples, which looks unique.

There are many couples on this avenue, and they are basically people who leave the venue after listening to the concert.

Ye Xuan held Meng Xiaotuan's hand tightly and walked slowly on the avenue.

"I can't jump."

Faced with Meng Xiaotuan's doubts, Ye Xuan was quite helpless.

"Can't jump? Frante: They can't jump, and who says you can't jump? Didn't you baat a lot in the shower? Meng Xiaotuan said with a sneer.

"Then we're both in the bathroom tonight, and I'll give the queen a dance alone?"

Ye Xuan glanced at Meng Xiaotuan.

"Giggles, okay, I watched you jump, you can't jump well, you can't go to bed."

......

MIC Entertainment is headquartered in Florida, whereas MIC Entertainment was founded fifty years ago.

The birth of the world's first film was born out of MIC Entertainment, which focuses on the film industry.

Dick, MIC's most famous director, is also the backbone of MIC.

Dick's reputation was mixed.

Some people say that Dick is not worthy of being a well-known director because he has not won the Hollywood Best Director Award. But Dick has done well at the box office for almost every film.

"I'm fifty-two years old, I'm old, I don't know how many more movies I can make before I die? How many times have you been nominated for Best Director in Hollywood? ”

"I had to think that this movie was not the last one I was going to make!"

"Hollywood Best Director Award, my dream award, I can retire with it after I get it."

With white hair, he always has a serious expression on his face, he is about one meter eight tall, and his back is slightly arched.

Dick said solemnly to his assistant, who was also his own nephew.

"Uncle, I believe in you!"

The nephew used an unwavering tone.

""Jungle Pure Heart" was carefully planned by my uncle for three years, and my uncle basically supervised all aspects of the script and filming. Moreover, this film has never had a similar theme in the history of American cinema, no, in the history of world cinema. This year, my uncle will definitely win the Hollywood Best Director Award! ”

"I hope so, but how about the publicity?"

Dick asked earnestly.