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"Hey, I heard that Girls' Generation was invited to perform this time!"
A twenty-year-old young man said to another young man who looked like a young man.
"Yeah. I also heard that Girls' Generation will be making their final appearance this time. I'm very interested in that girl Kim Taeyeon, and I'm thinking of asking her for a massage after the show is over! But, I'm the one giving her the massage."
"You are so beautiful!" The young master who spoke before had a look of disdain on his face, "Even if you give Kim Taeyeon a massage, it would be me, and I will give her a massage for free!"
"Then if you want Kim Taeyeon, I want Yoona. Yoona's long legs are more comfortable to press!"
The two of them exchanged words with each other, and then lustful laughter floated into Zhen Minglang's ears.
Zhen Minglang also just came to the entertainment area, but he didn't expect that the first thing he heard was about Kim Taeyeon.
Oh, Kim Taeyeon…
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"Come to my place tonight?"
"What are we doing at your place?"
"Do...you Chinese people speak very tactfully, and I don't like it."
…
What Kim Taeyeon said to Zhen Minglang when they were in Seoul, South Korea, came to mind again. Zhen Minglang recalled Kim Taeyeon's cute way of speaking Chinese and laughed unconsciously.
Chinese people speak tactfully, but in this case, it is definitely an exception. If I hadn't rushed to London in a hurry, how could I have let Kim Taeyeon go.
If it wasn't just to perform a special task for a man to sleep with a woman, how could he refuse Taeyeon, a hot Korean girl?
While deep in thought, Zhen Minglang was awakened by a vigorous and heavy voice. The voice was filtered by the microphone, so it was also very loud...
"Ladies and gentlemen, distinguished guests, hello everyone!"
"Welcome to Jin's Enterprises. At the 20th birthday party of Jin Yujiao, my niece and the new chairman of Jin's Jewelry. Jin's Jewelry has gone through countless ups and downs and has persevered. It is also the 60th anniversary. Today,
Jin's Jewelry has sales activities to give back to consumers in the front exhibition area. The gambling area allows everyone to show off their skills, and the entertainment area allows everyone to have a good time. Next, the banquet is about to start, and we want to raise a toast together to celebrate Jinyu.
It’s Miss Jiao’s 20th birthday. We wish her a happy birthday together.”
Amidst the toasts and applause, Jin Yujiao, wearing a blue dress, walked down the long platform on the second floor nobly. She took small steps and slowly walked down the steps. Her proud breasts were under the white snow.
Jumping, holding the wine glass with his left hand, his right hand was held by a man,
Pulling Jin Yujiao's slender fingers, the man walked away very proudly.
So beautiful…
When Zhen Minglang saw this woman, the primitive animality of a man suddenly burst out, she was even more charming than the woman on the poster.
No, it should be said that although the poster is very charming, it is not real after all. However, this three-dimensional, real, touchable body and face can make me feel...a kind of shock.
Perhaps it was because Jin Yujiao was so beautiful. When Jin Yujiao and the man walked down the steps together, Zhen Mingliang discovered that the person who led Jin Yujiao down the stage was... turned out to be the music god Zhou Dielun?
Jin Yujiao smiled gratefully at Zhou Dielun, and the iceberg on her face melted instantly, but Zhou Dielun said it didn't matter.
"Dear guests, please welcome Zhou Dilun with your cheers, and let Zhou Dilun sing "Blue and White Porcelain" for us to start tonight's banquet. Welcome!!!"
Jin Yujiao bowed and retreated softly, and then Zhou Dilun also walked to the stage gracefully.
"Oh, that's good. There are a lot of people here today, so cool."
Zhou Delun took two steps toward the center of the stage, stretched out his hand, and said in his usual way of greeting. Of course, this was Zhou Delun's humorous opening remarks.
Several girls stared at Zhou Dilun, their excitement beyond words. In today's era of pop music talents emerging in large numbers, Zhou Dilun undoubtedly represents an era, an era that has not yet been surpassed, and who knows who will surpass it in the future.
Zhou Dilun smiled at the crowd,
"Hello, everyone, I am Zhou Diilun."
Zhou Dielun seemed to be pinching his nose and made a tone that made people want to go up and slap him. As soon as these words flew out, many girls under the stage waved their arms, "Dielun,,,
Butterfly"
It's boiling, Zhou Dielun warms up the scene so quickly.
"Die Lun Die Lun, I love you, we really want to ask you, how are you?" The fans in the audience burst out into waves, and "How Are You" is a single from Zhou Die Lun's album.
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"I want to know how are you really doing?" Zhou Delun said affectionately, holding the microphone in his hand, in response to the fans.
"Maybe it's a relief not to have me." The fans in the audience swayed again in unison,
"My thoughts will travel thousands of light years across the universe and quietly come to you." Zhou Dilun hummed again, still looking at the sky affectionately.
I wonder, is it that exaggerated? Zhen Minglang walked a few steps to the front desk, and of course he was wondering if Zhou Dilun should be so handsome? The lyrics of "How Are You" and the melody were almost integrated at this time, like a rehearsal
OK.
Zhou Dilun is a musical genius, and his fans are indeed all over the world. But...the appearance of these fans is a bit too unprepared, isn't it? It's like the organizer has already arranged it.
It would be a lie to say that he didn't envy Zhou Dilun. At this moment, a big star stood in front of him. In addition to being envious, Zhen Mingliang also came up with the idea of competing with him.
I remember that after my eyes gained spiritual energy, my singing skills also improved greatly.
Now, I can compete with him. If I can be on par with him, then I might get a piece of the pie in the singing world.
After Zhou Dilun sang this line, he smiled at the fans in the audience. He made a gesture to stop shouting, and then the restless scene calmed down.
"Well... I'm very grateful to my Taiwanese fans for coming to watch my show. I'm also very grateful to my friends from the Mainland. My fans are so enthusiastic. Well... oh... what are you going to say... oh... by the way... I'm very grateful to Jin
The company has given me this opportunity to meet my fans here. Today, I am very happy and excited. I will give you a song "Blue and White Porcelain". If you can sing it, you can come with me."
Zhou Dilun gestured to the backstage, and then the playing buddies gradually fell into the beautiful prelude of the blue and white porcelain. With the blue and white porcelain with white patterns on the side, Zhou Dilun walked leisurely on the stage, and his eyes suddenly became affectionate.
Zhen Minglang looked at Zhou Dielun and was slowly attracted by that look.
Zhou Delun's fame is not in vain. He can be said to be the mainstream singer in the music scene after 2000. The twelve years from 2000 to 2012 also allowed him to transform a lot. The total sales of records in Asia exceeded 35 million, and he was "Asian"
The "King of Pop" created the Chinese style of Chinese pop music with his diverse music materials, and also opened a new page for the Asian pop music scene. Right now, "Blue and White Porcelain" is a masterpiece of Chinese style.
Zhou Dilun walked slowly, as if in a drizzle.
The King of Heaven is the King of Heaven, and the way he sings can attract people.
The eyes that looked up at the sky lowered sadly, and a slightly hoarse voice came out of Zhou Dielun's throat,
"The plain embryo outlines the blue and white brush strokes, which are thicker and lighter,"
When I raised the sound again, the voice became more ethereal, "The peonies painted on the bottle are just like your first makeup."
Smiling indifferently, Zhou Dielun waved his left hand freely and said, "Sandalwood slowly shines through the window, and I understand what's on my mind."
Put your hands under your belly, "Have written half of the rice paper and put it here."
The rhythm of each rhythm is controlled by Zhou Delun just right, the voice and melody are all in one, and the expressions on his face are all beating notes, perfectly interpreting...
Zhen Minglang was in the audience, pressing his voice into his throat, controlling it, controlling it, but the voice was indeed stuck in his throat like a spring being suppressed at the bottom, and was about to fly out...
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