As if Zheng Yongtai had bowed and apologized for the "Harge Year" that had been a murderous person. () Park Mangyan still didn't fight. Maybe he couldn't get back the scene on the spot. But he felt that his motherland could give him great support! Today's incident was because of the small cover group, and he subconsciously told the matter today.

But what he didn't expect was that his words actually achieved unexpected results!

The person who hit someone actually wanted to let him "see"?

"How do you see it? Do you watch your child cover Korean pop songs?" Park Chung-hee laughed unceremoniously.

Jung Yongtai gently pulled him, but he still couldn't make him normal. He knew Huang Wenhui's identity and quickly said: "Park Zhenghee is the manager of a well-known entertainment company in South Korea. He has served as a manager for many pop artists. The new address of this site has been changed to: Talk about fetal o-skin and Mianshan, please read it!

Hearing that he said this, Huang Wenhui knew that no wonder this person only said imitation and imitation. Who can be as good as Koreans? It’s just this pound. Pop music is not necessarily a Japanese study, right? Popular things are originally popular because you learn me and I learn you. If you don’t learn it, how can you come from the popularity?

"Hmph! Are you playing pop music? OK! Then let's do this again!" Han Jun smiled coldly and still had a decisive plan in his heart!

But Huang Wenhui frowned and thought to himself that Han Jun was not a good person. He knew very well. But if he spent money to create a pop music group because of fighting spirit, there was no need to involve energy and not to mention it, but also delay the serious matter. So he smiled slightly. Huang Wenhui said: "Han Jun, you are also from Binhai, Binhai and Korea are not far away. Don't Koreans say that if the weather is good, you can still hear the roosters on the Shandong Peninsula? If you are all wearing water, don't bother with them. Just forget about this matter." His method of handling is undoubtedly the best. Stop it and don't have any more trouble. Today's matter is just as good as if you have never had any.

But Huang Wenhui had never experienced the scene and could not understand Han Jun's mood. Of course, he underestimated Han Jun's response methods. He glanced at Huang Wenhui and said, "Can you hear the rooster crowing? What's the big chicken? Or did you say this? Is it said by a Korean woman? I think Chinese chickens are big?" These obscene words sounded like an indescribable feeling of entanglement to Huang Wenhui. I thought, "Why are you willing to choke so much?" As expected, Han Jun said, "Who follows you."

If they hadn't done well at the beginning, they would have played pop music in our province? Isn't it because there are so many good Chinese musicians? I'm going to have too many good Chinese songs, and the people who sing are also here. We play today's forecast for 10 minutes. Isn't all cities comparable to your weather forecast? Isn't it popular now? Isn't it a combination for you to make a sense in a month!”

"Uh" Han Jun said this not only Huang Wenhui but also both rods were stunned. After a brief silence, Huang Wenhui sighed slightly and the two rods burst into laughter. Of course, if Han Jun said that shooting strategic satellites and other things South Korea naturally could not compare with China, but the young man in front of him seemed to be dizzy and wanted to compete with them in pop songs? Who doesn't know that Korean pop style guides Chinese pop styles. This is an indisputable fact! Compare with them to group? Isn't this a big knife in front of Guan Gong?

It's fine. Han Jun actually proposed that it took only one month? This is too ridiculous! Huang Wenhui doesn't understand, but Park Jung-hee understands that a qualified group song is one aspect. There is another very important condition that dancing is also good! It will never succeed in the popular aesthetics of the moment by relying solely on singing or dancing alone. Moreover, even if you have a good dance foundation, you cannot complete the entire process of combining singing and dancing in just one month.

Speaking of songs, perhaps some talents in China can say that this dance is too far behind South Korea.

The Korean pop music combination is a singing and dancing mode. It is a jazz from Europe and America, and is eager to combine various dance forms and evolved in China. This form of dance is even directly named "Han Wu. It can be seen that this was created by the Korean song and dance combination and achieved great success. A Chinese person who has never been in contact with a similar popular song and dance combination wants to complete the fusion in a kilogram. It is like a dream!

Han Jun said a lot of things Park Chung-hee couldn't understand. After Jung Yong-tae's twist, Park Chung-hee was happy and thought he would win!

It seemed that I felt that it was too boring to win Han Jun like this. So I said through Zheng Yongtai: "It's too troublesome. If you can form a song and dance group in a month and their songs are completely original to perform in my designated bar and no one cheers me, I will win. What should I do if you lose?

Han Jun said proudly: "If I lose, I will bow and apologize like you! I admit that I am not as good as you in Korea! But what if you lose?"

Jung Yongtae smiled Park Jung-hee and laughed for a moment and said, "If we lose, what do you say, then what do you think."

Han Jun also laughed and said, "Oh? Then it's good that I won't make things difficult for you if you lose, so you two will recite Chairman Mao's quotations in Tiananmen Square!"

Jung Yongtai and Park Jung-hee agreed without thinking that they could lose? That was impossible! If they could lose, it would be like Guan Gong being killed instantly by a small mistress.

They were happy, but Huang Wenhui was a little confused and asked Han Jun whispered: "How could you agree to such a bet? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Han Jun smiled and asked meaningfully: "Brother Huang, don't you want to see two sticks recite Chairman Mao's quotations affectionately in Tiananmen Square?"

"Uh" After hearing Han Jun's words, Huang Wenhui couldn't help but imagine that scene."

Park Chung-hee and Zheng Yongtai held the quotes of Chairman Mao with big red covers in Tiananmen Square and recited the unknown onlookers who were watching the surroundings who were 300 floors inside and outside.

After the cold, Huang Wenhui was a little confused. He couldn't understand where Han Jun got such confidence. He was so sure that he would win? If he lost, he would apologize to two sticks?

But then he thought about Huang Wenhui and felt that he could control himself. Han Jun wanted to do whatever he wanted. That was his business. His task was to find and solve the problem. As for the problem before it was born, he had no obligation to correct Han Jun's approach.

Huang Wenhui simply ignored him and let him make trouble.

Perhaps it was because of the fact that such a gambling game seemed to win, the atmosphere in the interrogation room was quite good. Zheng Yongtai said: "Since Mr. Han said, then we will be in the bar in one month, Mr. Huang is our notary."

Han Jun Xiaoxiao agreed readily.

Huang Wenhui saw that since no one had pursued the "beating incident", his mission was completed, and it was already early in the morning. There was no need to continue to stumble, so he stood up and said, "Then the matter today ends. As for the promise you agreed that I will go to Tian Bar in a month. It's getting late, everyone will go back and rest."

Han Jun had no objection, but when he walked out of the interrogation room, the girl with no makeup was found sitting in a coat and fell asleep in a chair in the police station hall.

I didn't want to disturb her, but now it's winter. The weaker girl who is sleeping here couldn't stand the next day. Han Jun walked up and woke her up gently and smiled at her: "It's not okay for girls to sleep here. You shouldn't have anything to do with you long ago, right? Why don't you go home?" But looking at her slightly narrowed eyes, Han Jun thought to himself, with such seductive eyes.

The girl didn't know how long she had been confused here. When she opened her eyes, she saw Han Jun. She seemed to wake up immediately and shouted, "Ah! You're out!? Are you okay??"

Han Jun smiled and nodded: "Yeah, I'm not Wei, I'm leaving, don't you still want to be here?"

The daughter jumped up with a calm smile. She held Han Jun's arm very naturally and said, "Of course you go?"

Han Jun felt a little confused when his left arm was rubbed by the girl's plump breasts. At this time, the two sticks had already left when he woke up the girl. Huang Wenhui saw this situation and shook his head slightly and turned around and left. The new address of this site has been changed to: Talk about fetal o-skin and humiliation. Please read it with Guangtian!

"That" doesn't have to be so close." Han Jun wanted to break his arm out of her arms, but the girl hugged her tighter.

If Han Jun had something to do, he would have a cold face to let her respect him.

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Because just now, when the triangular eye stick was said to be able to imitate it, Han Jun suddenly thought of a song in his notes for some reason! When he thought of this song, he naturally thought of this girl!

The reason I thought of her was because Han Jun probably sang the song in Korean, not because there was Korean in the notes or directly marked on it. But Wei Jun couldn't understand the lyrics of the song at all. At this time, I realized that almost all the lyrics were Yinze. The little girl in front of me, even if there was Yinze, she would definitely understand that even if there was Yinze, she happened to form a small group with a few sisters. As long as the song was singed, she would ask someone to make up a few simple actions. Han Jun believed that the two sticks could definitely make up the "Quotes of Chairman Mao" in Tiananmen Square! After all, the notes recorded in the notes were all big-name songs!

But the girl's intimacy made Han Jun feel very uncomfortable and unable to break free. Han Jun smiled awkwardly and said, "I saved you from the wolf's mouth, don't you need to do this? Is it still popular to agree with you now?"

At this time, the girl had not walked out of the police station gate. After hearing what he said, the girl stopped immediately and looked at Han Jun with anger and pouted, "What's wrong with me just wanting to agree with me?"

Han Junpu is a bit too irritating, right? After finally pulling out his arm, Han Jun said seriously: "I won't joke with you. Now there is something I have to tell you."

When the girl heard that Han Jun was going to tell her something, her eyes lit up and said, "What's the matter?"

"You know what happened today, right?" Han Jun asked.

The girl's face collapsed and nodded with aggrievedness.

Han Jun knew that she might have misunderstood and said quickly: "It's not because of yours, it's because of those two sticks."

"Oh" the girl responded, and her eyes flashed and she didn't say anything, as if she was waiting for Han Jun's next words.

Qiang calmed down and Han Jun said, "The stick you were tying is a pop music player. After I settled this matter today, he was dissatisfied with me and challenged me. I bet with him that in a month I would make a group of people who can sing and dance. They both would recite "Quotes from Chairman Mao" in Tiananmen Square. If I lose, I would kowtow and apologize for what happened today."

After saying that, Han Jun looked at the girl with a bright look.

"Ah!?" The girl was stunned for a moment and suddenly pointed to her nose and said in surprise: "You don't want to use our combination to make up the numbers, right? Then "then you will definitely lose?"

Han Jun smiled slightly and nodded and said, "It's true that you use your combination, but I may not lose?"

The girl said in surprise: "We imitate it, it's okay to play it ourselves, but we can't do it if it's an original song." After that, the girl shook her head in a little disappointed manner.

Han Jun laughed and said, "Don't worry about organizing them together. I will find someone to take charge of scrambling and practicing your songs. I'm looking forward to watching the performance of those two sticks in Tiananmen Square."

While talking, the two walked out of the police station gate, Lao Su and the others were already waiting outside. Seeing Han Jun and the girl coming out and having a good chat, they turned a blind eye to it. It would be wonderful not to know about the boss’s private affairs.

"Get in the car, where is your house? I'll take you back." Han Jun invited.

"No need for Brother Jun, my house is nearby. I can go back by myself." The girl said with a smile.

Han Jun said "Oh" and wanted to say something. He looked at the smiling girl in front of him in surprise and asked: "How do you know my name?"
Chapter completed!