Chapter 105: Brother Dog's irritability

"No, I'm here to sleep with Oba......" Before Xia Yan's words were finished, Jiang Haoran covered her mouth with one hand. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Then Jiang Haoran briefly talked about the process from the two to the acquaintance, of course, the omission of being kidnapped and going to the bar and so on, it was said that the two were very fateful.

"Taeyeon, I've admired my name for a long time, and now I see it on my phone." Taeyeon's suspicions were quickly dispelled, and Kang Haoran's reputation as a nationally famous player was very good, and then it became a video of the two of them condoling each other.

As for Yun'er, Jiang Haoran and her had a knowing look, and the two of them had a good heart.

"Yun'er, do you want to talk to our country's big stars?" Taeyeon and Kang Haoran chatted quite happily, talking about a lot of things like taking care of Ha Yeon, and also promised to go back to Korea to eat barbecue together.

But what makes Taeyeon very strange is that Lin Yuna obviously pays attention to the news of the Spurs every day, but why is she not as enthusiastic as a fan when she really faces Jiang Haoran.

"No."

"Eh, why are you shy again now, and you're still watching the game with dark circles under your eyes in the morning."

"Draw the team, you!" Yoona hooks Taeyeon's neck and starts playing.

Seeing that he was still so young and cute when he was young, Jiang Haoran was relieved.

He hung up the video chat first and said that he would help take care of Jin Xiayan.

According to what Kim Tae-yeon said, Ha-yeon is more naughty, and Kang Hao-ran must be strictly managed.

So Jiang Haoran blasted Xia Yan into her own apartment.

But Xia Yan cried, telling about the loneliness and fear of living alone, Jiang Haoran, who really had no choice, could only promise to help move Xia Yan's bed over tomorrow morning, and in the future, Xia Yan would live in the bed inside, and he would sleep outside, anyway, there were no guests coming, so it didn't matter if the arrangement was reasonable or not.

"Does that mean I'm living with an 18-year-old innocent female college student?" Jiang Haoran patted his head, Taeyeon's video call was herself, let herself look at Xia Yan, and narrowed the distance between the two, aren't you afraid that Jiang Haoran will do something?

And Yun'a, who doesn't stop it...... Do you really look so upright and gentlemanly?

At six o'clock the next morning, Jiang Haoran got up for a morning run, wearing Bluetooth headphones and running along the Holy City Park to keep his day in good shape.

There are many people in the United States who are jogging in the morning, and many people recognize Jiang Haoran and greet him one after another.

He has Taylor's new song in his headphones, and he runs with extra energy.

At this time, Brother Dog called himself.

Jiang Haoran pressed the answer button of the Bluetooth headset, what is Gary doing when he doesn't sleep at night and calls himself.

"Hey, dude." Brother Dog greets, but it sounds a little dull.

"Brother, if it's a consolation for my throat, you don't need it."

"I'm your brother, you haven't had an inflamed throat in 20 years, and of course you know it's an excuse for the Spurs." Gary laughed.

"Haha, those who know me, my brother too."

"Spurs were killed, aren't you heartbroken?"

"Nonsense, my heart hurts so much that I don't want it."

"No, brother, shouldn't you be sleeping at this time? Why do you have time to call me? ”

Brother Dog sighed and said sadly: "Haoran, do you know anything about China? ”

Well? Jiang Haoran was stunned, why did he start asking this question.

"Okay, did you encounter anything?"

"Eh, it's a little annoying."

"What's wrong?" Brother Dog, who has always been very indifferent, must have asked him to do something he didn't want to do.

"You also know that my fans are increasing in China, and my agency JungleEntertainment has set its sights on the Chinese market, which is embarrassing for me."

"Do you want to compose Chinese songs?" Jiang Haoran stopped and sat on a bench in the park.

"Bingo (yes), the deadline given to me by the company is to create a Chinese song and release it in China and South Korea the day after tomorrow, but you also know that I don't know anything about Chinese."

"But my song albums have always been written by myself, and other composers don't know what kind of personality I am, so I definitely won't use the lyrics and songs I write, which is very difficult."

"And then you're looking for me?" Jiang Haoran knew Brother Dog's intention to call him, and he actually let himself be a blind researcher of music for help.

"I really can't bother you, brother, after watching the schedule, you will rest for two days."

"Well, it's okay, tell me how I can help?"

"Isn't your major language? I should know a little bit of Chinese, right? You also know my song style, so you just need to write a lyric for me, and I can make up the arranger, I don't know if you have this inspiration, but I still hope you have this talent. Brother Dog was full of scrap manuscripts and a super-thick Chinese-Korean translation dictionary in front of him, and his brain cells were almost exhausted.

"JungleEntertainment is really, too, I don't know if the creator's most annoying thing is urging?" Jiang Haoran complained.

"Can you?"

"Yes, but what is the theme of the lyrics?"

"It's okay, you can do what you like."

"Then 'it's okay.'" Jiang Haoran said with a smile.

"Don't be so hasty!"

"I'll try, if you can't write it before tonight, you'll have to ask for another high." Jiang Haoran agreed to his brother's request with the mentality of trying, and the dog brother estimated that it had been delayed for more than half a month, otherwise he would not wait until he was about to make a business trip to find himself.

Jiang Haoran himself also wants to try whether he can really create, just like the sentence that the future entertainment agent Jin Xiayan once asked himself: You can sing, but can you really create?

Anyway, it's my brother, and it's okay if the writing is bad.

And he doesn't plan to just write lyrics, anyone can write lyrics, he has to add tunes, lyrics and music are the same to make the song achieve the best effect.

"Huh? I don't seem to have any recording equipment? Jiang Haoran was stunned, there is a full set of high-end recording facilities at home in Seoul, but he is just a place to sleep, and there is nothing to record.

"Why don't you go to Bonner and borrow it?" Thinking of this, Jiang Haoran didn't have the heart to run, and ran directly to the apartment, he had to hurry up, in case Popovich asked for training in the afternoon, then he only had time in the morning.

"Damn!"

Jiang Haoran, who returned to the apartment, looked at the scale a little depressed, 78.5KJ, he still lost a pound, and he hasn't eaten less recently.

Has Bobo failed to achieve his task of gaining muscle and weight?

At this time, Jin Xiayan who was on the other side of the door got up, Jiang Haoran gave her the Chinese-style buns and soy milk she bought, Jin Xiayan's eyes lit up with gold, and she asked Jiang Haoran again and again where she bought breakfast.

"China's Breakfast House." Jiang Haoran said with a smile, he is generating income for China, to be precise, it should be South Korea's kimchi, which is really annoying.

"By the way, Xia Yan, is there anything to eat here that can make people gain weight quickly?"