Chapter 65: 65th

Spf's live broadcast platform appeared intermittently paralyzed.
The customer service complaint phone lined up for more than 600, and the screen was occasionally stuck. The barrage was still flowing rapidly, as if tens of thousands of groundhogs were online.
: Is this a concert or a heart murder scene! ! I cried and cried with my computer screen until I wanted to cross my head to the scene! ! !
: I'm fine, I can scream until Qingzhou has passed Qingshanlou Wailou outside Wanzhong Mountain! ! ! The chicken blood that I was beaten at this scene allowed me to rush from the first floor to the eighteenth floor to do 300 prostrate stands and then travel across the Pacific to help the elderly lady cross the road! ! !
: Don’t talk, I went to buy concert tickets, I was poisoned by corona, and I would suffocate if I didn’t see them (cover heart)
When the live video was smooth again, the guest performance just ended and their silhouette appeared in the darkness again.
The six glass chairs arranged in a triangle suddenly light up, like the glaze made of watercolor paint.
The clever clarinet played prelude, and the first light fell on the youngest boy.
The dark black suit made his back straight, and the bright red tie was eye-catching.
The sound of the French Horn pierced through, Huo Blade propped his chin with one hand, his fingertips slipped up from the end of the tie, an inch until he reached the throat.
His eyes were cold and his movements were gentle, his lips pursed as if he were waiting to be pleased.
The oboe jumped on the beat and overlapped. He got up and gently stroked the curve of the back of the chair. The joints of his limbs suddenly accelerated at the same time with the music. When he raised his head, his neck exposed a white.
The tight waist was undoubtedly revealed at the moment of leaning down to shake the hips, the violin led the main melody up and down, and the end of the tie was thrown into the air like a wolf tail.
Fixed point, wave, acceleration.
The four bells swayed the cello accent and pushed the mood, and the chair shook slightly like the seduced innocent presence.
Huo Jian looked at the auditorium with his neck tilted, as if he could not hear the scream of burning tsunami.
The dance was forbidden by his dancing taboo, and it even made the people feel inexplicably guilty.
He is pure, innocent, and clear.
It is , wild and untamable.
The violin teased a flower sound, his waist, hips and legs were linked like a chain, and the tie was also drawn with an arc, and the breath of the hooked person could be messed up.
The teenager pulled the trigger against the void, and the bass bass sounded like a gunshot.
All the lights were released again, and the five members suddenly got up and danced with chains, and five dark black ties set off the bright red at the same time.
Be rebellious.
The expression was so quiet that it was cold, but all the movements were moving away from the charm.
Be warmer.
Even if the whole audience has screamed that the tide is going to engulf the moon, you can continue to greedily ask for more.
Fans have been unable to sit down completely since the opening. The security guards and the shepherds have been able to maintain order. There are still thousands of people who would like to stand on the back of the chair and stand closer to the star-like teenager.
The off-screen barrage has overlapped to the point that it is impossible to see clearly, and it is impossible to look at Aidou's face without shielding.
"I am in love!!! I am the captain's girlfriend today!!! No one is allowed to rob me!!!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh, I don't allow you to play with a tie. You are still a kid!!!"
"I'm on the spot. I'm that chair!!!"
"Which teacher is teaching the cubs to rub their chairs with their knees is too foul to allow this--"
The concert was originally scheduled to end after two and a half hours of singing, but it couldn't resist the crazy encore of the fans. He returned to the stage and sang "Shen Yun" and "I Want".
The staff turned off all the headlights, and the fans still gathered in the audience and refused to leave.
"Encore!!! Encore!!! Encore!!!"
"It's time to sing again," Jiang Shu rubbed his forehead. "How can this be done?"
"Sing another song," Huo Jian handed his teammates a tissue to wipe his sweat, and his voice was a little dumb: "It's not easy for them to run far away, so sing one more song."
"Yes, fine I let the company reimburse, you go up and sing." Jiang Shu waved his hands in the smoke: "Have fun, little rabbits."
After the last song "Your Crown" was sung, the six of them bowed deeply in the four directions of the stage, coaxing fans to go home early.
"Pay attention to safety, so late, go back."
"not going back!!"
"I love you, I love you!!!"
"Brothers take me away, oh, oh, I can't bear you--"
The two concerts were over and the total time exceeded 40 minutes.
During the celebration feast, all six of them were hungry. They followed Jiang Shu and hurriedly toasted with the leaders and rushed back to fill their stomachs.
In order to reduce the risk before the performance, the food was replaced by light meal replacement, and the amount of water was also repeatedly controlled.
Now that the two concerts have been sung, the shackles on them have also disappeared, and the cucumber peels can smell fragrant.
Jiang Shu held his arms and looked at the gangsters who were madly chopping rice, with a tone of taste: "As far as you are concerned, how much powder do you have to lose if I take two pictures?"
Huo Jian is helping Xie Lianyun to peel the shell of Australian lobster: "Eat slowly, supporting the stomach pain."
Mei Shengyao's radar immediately lit up: "Captain, you are partial! Thank you for peeling the shell and not for me!"
"I also want--the captain feeds me!!"
"Huo Huo opened his mouth! Come and eat a nine-headed abalone!"
Then this meal unwittingly became the captain feeding conference.
Chi Jisheng's soup, Bo Jueji's fruit, Mei Sheng leaned on him to help peel the shrimp, and the action was quick and neat.
Xie Lianyun held a complex look of lobster: "Am I falling out of favor so quickly."
Uncle Jiang was disgusted on the surface. Before drinking, he would take six of them to his own private club. The spa will arrange one for each person to fully relax and relax.
The six people slumped their stomachs on the soft bed after taking a bath. They were too tired and they threw pillows at each other.
Xie Lianyun and Bo Juju are both physical scum. After being rubbed twice by the technician sister, they fell asleep immediately, holding the pillow completely silent.
Huo Jian is still in a team spirit and comes over to accompany them, but he shrinks when he is touched and wants to escape.
"I haven't pressed the joints yet." Miss Sister smiled helplessly: "Is the VIP very afraid of pain?"
"No... don't need it." Huo Jianqing said abruptly: "You go down first."
The other party glanced at Jiang Shu's meaning, bowed and wished to retreat lightly.
Huo Jian is indeed too tired. Although he has been deliberately rubbed his arms and legs to relax, he can't resist his physique.
He lay down beside the pillow and continued to listen to the gossip and gossip of his brothers and brothers, and gradually fell asleep.
The other hand was pressed against his shoulders, and it was just right across the towel.
Huo Jian originally wanted to avoid it, but now he was so sleepy that he was too lazy to move, so he let his hands help him clear his bones.
Neck, shoulder side, wrist, back bone.
The physical strength that was overdrawn was slowly recovered, and the sore muscles were finally taken care of. This kind of relaxation was so comfortable that people just wanted to sigh.
The palm temperature is smoothly transmitted across the towel and clothing, and the inexplicable peace of mind is close.
The gossip stopped unconsciously.
Huo Jian fell asleep for more than ten minutes, fearing that he might delay others going home, and opened his eyes to see where the clock was going.
Then I saw that Long Ji and Chi Ji both smiled.
In... laughing at me?
Huo Jiandong woke up a little and finally turned to look at the newly changed masseur by the bed.
Pei Ruye, wearing a bathrobe, grinned: "Are you satisfied?"
"Ha ha ha ha captain you didn't find out!!"
"Huo Huo's face is lying and there is no one now--"
"Teacher?!" Huo Jian sat up in a panic, feeling the wrong thing: "I don't know it's you..."
"It's been a hard time leading the team to rehearse during this time," Pei Ru also took a sip of hot tea and raised his eyebrows. "It's okay, huh?"
Huo Jian's face was red, and he turned to look at Uncle Jiang: "Uncle, don't you call me?"
Jiang Shu said inexplicably: "Other people want this treatment yet, what are you nervous about."
Just--just embarrassed! !
Others didn't take this episode seriously, and on the way back, they still hugged and sang together. Jiang Shu was very troubled and blocked his ears.
Huo Jian leaned against the car window and felt that his face had been burning, and quietly reached out to touch the place where he had just been rubbed.
He has mild lumbar muscle strain, which is a small problem caused by dancing too often.
Mr. Pei's technique... is completely professional rehabilitation level.
Why didn't I guess when he rubbed his shoulder just now...
The tossing was at two or three in the morning, and the guys rested in the clubhouse for a long time and regained their energy, swaying to call their families in the hallway of the dormitory.
Huo Jian went back to the bedroom and turned on the phone. He first went through the circle of friends of Mr. Pei.
The latest one was posted ten minutes ago.
Teacher: Take a good rest.
Huo Jian took a breath, and inexplicably thought he sent it to himself.
He rarely talks privately with his teacher. He meets on the 16th floor every day. The last time he communicated with WeChat was four days ago.
Huo Jian opened the dialog and wanted to send him something. He hung his fingertips beside the Jiugongge for a long time, but still ordered to return.
It's half past two in the morning and can't disturb the teacher's rest.
In fact, his character is not considered to be docile and docile. In the past, when he was in junior high school, his attitude towards classmates and teachers was indifferent.
However, there was no reason to be careful about Teacher Pei.
It's as if I was afraid that I would say something wrong, and it would be stupid in the eyes of the other party.
Huo Jian sighed, turned off WeChat and clicked on the crown icon.
Once the live broadcast of the concert was over, the cp list was again reversed by the influx of new fans.
Huo all topped the list and stepped on the real total offensive position. The unpopular Mei Chi cp suddenly turned red and rose second, and also got a new cp name such as ‘Shuanghe’ & ‘Black and White’.
"I knew that as long as my dog ​​was cold for a long time, I would be able to wait until this day!!"
"Aren't the Shuanghe group good enough! The creature like crane is just dancing and courting!!!"
The door was suddenly knocked twice.
Huo Jian is already familiar: "Brother Ju-you come in."
Thin Ju came in carrying a hot towel: "I'll put your neck down."
Huo Jian reached out and took the towel, obeyed, and looked at him, "Is there any new situation?"
He vaguely felt that he was a priest when something went wrong. Recently, his thoughts always hang on Boe.
... It’s not good to hear too much about Fenghuaxueyue. I have never encountered such a thing before.
Bo Jue mastered the pillow skillfully, and groaned: "Long Ji, he is so handsome tonight -"
Inexplicably, Huo Jian thought to follow down.
Boss Bae looks so handsome in his bathrobe.
"My breathing stopped when he walked through the crowd to me—"
Huo Jianshen's knuckles knocked twice on his temples, the thoughts in his head went unheeded, and he rolled with the sound of Bo Jue.
As soon as the teacher smiled at him, his breathing stopped.
Bo Jue didn't find that he indirectly led his captain to the Kangzhuang Avenue, which was awkward. After a long day of grief, he sighed for a long time.
"Huo Huo, why is his face still red?"
Huo Jianqiang coughed: "Nothing, just think you two are romantic."
Bo Jue snorted: "I am also a fan."
After he finished speaking, he was in a good mood. Before leaving, he hugged his younger brother tightly: "The captain worked hard and had a good dream--"
The door opened again, and Long Ji just stood here.
The smile on Bo Ju's face was instantly taken back, and he said blankly: "Keep away, stay away from me."
Huo Jian thought that the people at the end of the tree's hole would be tough.
Long Ji and Bo Jiu waved goodbye to each other, and sat across from Huo Jian.
"Are your wrists scratched just now?" He took out disinfectant paper towels and ok bands: "The sleeves of his left hand are rolled up."
Huo Jian stared: "Brother, did you see?"
He accidentally hit the props in the background just now, and his wrist was broken a little bit.
"Um." Long Ji helped him to paste the small wound, and got up and said: "Go, sleep well."
Huo Jian suddenly said: "Brother, wait a minute."
"what?"
"I... want to ask you something."
Long Ji sat back and waited patiently for the following.
Huo Jian lowered his head and thought for a while, feeling that this question was a bit perverted.
Boss Pei is his teacher.
How can students like teachers.
I don’t have the qualification to fall in love at all, and even if it’s true... I really like it a little bit, which is too strange.
Teachers will feel very uncomfortable if they know it.
"Sorry." He said softly, "I can't say it."
Long Jin asked, "Do you want to hug me?"
He knew he had been under great pressure.
Huo Jian opened his hands and hugged him tightly, burying his head in a low voice: "Brother, I can't do anything wrong."
I'm the captain, I can't be wrong.
Long Ji stroked his hair, no different than when he first entered the spf.
"Tell my brother when I have something to worry about, and I will help you."
"it is good."
2
Two concerts are scheduled at the end of the year, and it is still early.
There are always three kinds of entertainment for an artist in a year-brand negotiations, dinners for various reasons, and awards with different names.
The highest award in the field of domestic singers is called the "Tianxiao Award", and the time is generally at the end of November.
There are numerous other second-tier and third-tier awards, and they always have a good relationship with the brand. Please rely on the big and small artists to support the scene in the past.
They were shortlisted for the Osc Asian Newcomer Award last year and were still in a state of disappointment when they won the Tianxiao Award for Newcomer Award.
This year's osc invitation letter has not yet been sent. The Tianxiao Award has been sent out after the statistics, and a total of four finalists.
"This is very early," Uncle Jiang led them into the banquet hall of the InterContinental Hotel in Corvis: "Tonight this charity party, I have set the amount of donation for you. I met the reporter interview and wrote before. Replied, the captain remembered to stare at the situation."
Politicians, wealthy businessmen and celebrities are all gathered here. Everyone in the conference hall is exquisitely dressed, just like another vanity fair.
Uncle Jiang and Thank you were called away by high-level leaders shortly after they came in. Long Ji and Bo Jiu also carried red wine glasses to chat with old friends. Only Huo Jian and Chi Ji were left at the table.
Mei Shengyao had just had an accident this year. When he came to such a place, he would inevitably be spied and asked a few words. Uncle Jiang did not let him come.
Chi Ji looked at the cake sweet soup and sighed quietly, Huo Jian kept the business status, and constantly dealt with the celebrity and rich merchants who came over to toast.
Zheng Lu and several other executives also came in a circle. Although his eyes were still looking at Chi Ji, he saw that Huo Jian was here, so he left with a few words.
After half an hour, the charity dinner officially started, and the bad show took turns, and the host said the same stereotypes to try to enliven the atmosphere.
Chi Ji smelled the smell of the egg but was upset and said sideways: "Captain, I will go to the bathroom and I will come back later."
"Okay." Huo Jianding urged: "Something calls me."
Chi Ji nodded with a smile, got up and went out.
He made two rounds between the oil paintings and sculptures on the second floor and washed his face.
Suddenly a small entertainer rushed in, spitting suddenly beside the tap.
"Cough cough cough--"
"Are you all right?" Chi Jigang unscrewed the tap and stopped to watch him: "Do you need me to call you a doctor?"
"It's okay, don't use it anymore." The little artist was still retching and wiped his mouth dumbly: "There was a boss drinking just now, I almost didn't carry it."
Ji Ji showed sympathetic eyes and patted his back: "Drink less and go home at night to drink some honey water."
The little artist rinsed his head and poured a large half of the bottle of water, leaning against the wall and sighed long, "It's much better, I'll leave later."
He saw Chi Ji washing his face and handed a thick tissue: "Wipe it."
"Well, thanks."
The moment Ji Ji wiped her face, she suddenly felt that the tissue smelled wrong.
He sniffed it subconsciously, his nose and mouth followed by being covered.
"Tell me more." The other person's facial features began to blur. "Good stuff."
Ji Ji stretched out his hand to get rid of the restraint, but his body inhaled violently due to lack of oxygen.
"loose--"
His pupils are loosening uncontrollably.
Everything in the field of vision began to dissociate from the outline, and all lines and colors jumped and fled.
Ji Ji stretched out his hand to support the sink, holding his breath and trying to go back.
However, the ground has been twisted and deformed, and it has been dissolved and spliced ​​with the ceiling, so that he can't even tell which side is up and down.
"What is loose?" the other party asked.
Chi Ji tried to squat down, but at this moment he couldn't even find the center of gravity.
Even more terrifying than anesthetics are the large doses that can distort people's five senses.
He reached out to find a support point, but felt that the tiles and walls ran away like a hound, and he couldn't catch anything.
"Come and drink this." The vague voice coaxed and said: "Drink a little and it will feel much better."
"It is indeed prettier than a woman." The man's mocking tone was unabashed: "The clothes are still pink."
Huo Jian did not see Chi Ji coming back for ten minutes.
He quickly left a text message to Jiang Shu, and briefly retreated with the noble lady next to him, and went out to find where Ji Ji went.
There was no one in the bathroom, only a waiter was cleaning the vomit.
"Hello, has anyone been here just now?"
"Yes," the waitress sighed. "At first glance, it is drunk, and the station is not stable."
Huo Jian's gaze changed suddenly, took out his phone and showed him a group photo of six people: "Is he?"
"Yes, it's him, but he was taken away by his friends." The waiter said blankly: "It's a short man, still feeding him."
"Where did they go?"
"Where do I know..."
Huo Jian pulls his legs and rushes out, the first reaction is to look at the location of different elevators.
This floor is full of conference halls, and it is impossible to start here.
The four elevators on the east side stop at the conference floor on the first floor and the fourth floor respectively. One car on the west side has reached the nineteenth floor and is still rising.
Then stopped at the 24th floor.
Huo Jian followed up quickly, made clear the situation before and after and Jiang Shulongji in just a few seconds, and rushed out at the fastest speed when the elevator opened the door.
In the distance, two men stood by Chi Ji and were about to enter the suite.
Huo Jian raised his hand and smashed the phone at one of them, slammed the other person with brute force, slammed Chi Ji into the private room, and then closed the door and locked the security chain.
The temperature on Chi Ji's body was abnormally hot.
"Brother..." He didn't stand at all, pinched his palms and knotted: "Is it you?"
"It's me, Brother Long, they came right away, and it's almost here."
"Me," Ji Ji struggled: "I don't believe it, my hearing is abnormal..."
He looked up at Huo Jian and said intermittently: "What is an, andante?"
Huo Jian has blocked the door with four chairs, hugged the music examiner sideways and walked into the bathroom: "Alright."
"Allegro..."
"It's Allegro."
Chi Ji's phone rang immediately.
"Hey--"
"It's me. Are you here?" Huo Jian put Chi Ji into the bathtub to flush the cold water, frowning. "The two men didn't expect me to come, and they are now locked out of the door. It is estimated that they haven't reacted yet."
"The elevator and the safe passage have been blocked," Long Ji quickly said: "Jiang Shu is also coming, how about Koike?"
"He is taking medicine, which is not normal."
"Except for me and Uncle Jiang, no one else should knock on the door," the sound of the elevator came over from Long Ji: "Zheng Lu of Gou Ri, Lao Tzu broke his leg--"
The phone was robbed by Bo Ju: "Huo Huo, we have called the doctor. You will arrive in about fifteen minutes. You protect Xiaochi, don't let him fall asleep."
"I know." Huo Jian saw Chi Ji curled up in the bathtub with tears in his head, and suddenly panicked: "I will take care of him first, and I will contact you later."
Ji Ji was soaked in the ice water, his eyes were still loose.
His world is being broken upside down, hallucinations and hallucinations are endless.
He hugged himself more, helplessly said: "Huo Huo -"
"You can't sleep, Koike, talk to me," Huo Jian held down his pinched palm with one hand, and increased the flow of cold water with the other hand: "The doctor will be here soon, and you will be awake for a while--"
"I'm uncomfortable." Chi Ji's tears fell down, "I just want to sleep for a while, you turn off the water, it's so cold."
"Wait a second."
"You can't do this," Chi Ji reached out and grabbed him tightly, breathing out: "Why am I not standing steadily? Am I sitting or lying?"
Huo Jian leaned over and hugged him tightly, and their clothes were wet with ice water.
Jiang Shu's anger was heard outside the door, and there was a security guard chasing whom.
Long Ji rushed in the other direction to block people, and Bo Jue stood at the door and called the team doctor to urge him to come faster.
"Koike, do you remember what we sang for the first time?" Huo Jianfu stabilized Chi Ji, letting him regard himself as a survival reef: "If you think about that day, I will stand by the wall and listen to you sing -"
"It's spring wake up, I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep for a while..." Chi Jiquan tightened his neck, his skin was hot and his clothes were cold: "Brother...I don't want to cry..."
"Chi Ji, sing to me, don't sleep." Huo Jian grabbed a handful of clear water onto his back, and the person in his arms shivered again.
Chi Jiwei complained grievously, like a mermaid imprisoned in a water cell.
"Justtoounrealallthis, watchingthewordsfallfrommyli"
All this is too untrue, all words are falling from my lips.
He sang halfway and looked at Huo Jian's eyes tremblingly.
"Don't sleep," Huo Jian said aggravatedly: "Sing."
"Oh...i\\mgonnabewounded."
...I might get hurt.
"I\\mgonnabeyourwound..."
I will be your wound...
Huo Jian noticed that he was about to close his eyes and fell asleep again, rubbing his face with cold water while clenching his right hand.
"Brother is here, Koike is not afraid."
"The other brothers are here too, we are all with you."
"Xiaochi, don't sleep, sing a few more words."
Ji Ji curled up in his arms and took a deep breath, singing down with a chill.
His illusion had brought him back to Broadway again, as if he were standing on a deserted dark stage, the dome was swallowed up by the fire.
"...I\\mgonnabruiseyou."
...I might hurt you.
"You\\regonnabemybruise..."
You will be my bruise...
3
The doctor finally rushed over and helped Chi Ji for emergency treatment.
Huo Jian repeatedly released Chi Ji after confirming the situation, and his shirt jacket was already soaked.
He knew what abacus Zheng Lu played.
Once the reputation of the entertainer is destroyed, it is difficult to turn around completely, and it is impossible to publicly report to the police or prosecute this kind of thing.
Even the injured party will be questioned and twisted, and even the hat of the fairy jumped may be buckled.
Ji Ji’s parents are both abroad and have almost no background in China. For Zheng Lu, he is a new artist who can be free to handle.
Even if things are exposed, they will only be pushed down, and all winds will be extinguished and strangled.
Bo Ju came in with the doctor, wrapped his towel around the pool and wiped his hair distressedly, coaxing him to take medicine at the vent.
Jiang Shu walked in with a sullen face to confirm Chi Ji's condition, and turned to smoke.
Huo Jian closed the door with his backhand and asked, "Can't go to the court, do you?"
The agent sighed long.
"The water is too deep."
There is a network of connections behind Zheng Lu, and the whole body is moved when it is pulled.
The entertainment circle and the investment circle overlap, but his deterrent effect is limited to the former.
This kind of wealthy businessmen will not take this kind of thing seriously, and will even actively throw a card as a customary prop to smooth things out.
Zheng Lu had already received a call from Long Ji and went upstairs drunk.
"This is--" He glanced at the two bodyguards being interrogated in the next room and waved his hand. "Is the dog's courage is too big, even your grandfather dare to move?"
Xie Lianyun Tieqing took a big step forward with his face, and Jiang Shu held his shoulder.
Zheng Lu didn't take it seriously, and he still had time to light up for himself: "I'll talk more about some resources for you, how about it? Want to act in a movie?"
Huo Jian was suddenly clenched in his heart.
He felt this sense of contempt for a long time, as if he had returned to the lowest level.
Very disgusting.
Long Ji came out with a cold face.
"Mr. Zheng, such a trivial matter, I can't commit to talking to my agent." He smiled politely. "I opened a room at the door and used to have a drink to tell the old?"
"It's still the atmosphere of Duke Long." Zheng Lu laughed: "You have been playing tickets in the entertainment industry for several years. I can't see you playing golf with your dad."
Long Ji took his shoulder and walked forward. Yu Guang motioned to Xie Lianyun and Huo Jian to keep up.
"You talk about you, don't go abroad to read a famous school to inherit the family business, sing and dance to do those flower shelves," Zheng Lu followed him deep into the living room, proudly said: "I have many customers who want to know you I know—"
Huo blade closed the door with a blank expression and locked the anti-theft bolt again.
Xie Liyun confirmed that there was no signal in the vicinity of the bug, and exchanged a look with Long Ji.
"Zheng Zheng, the new mobile phone?"
"This?" Zheng Lu smoked a cigarette, but also regretted not getting the beautiful plaything: "Old, it should be changed."
Long Ji quickly grabbed it with one hand and threw it out of the window with his backhand.
"Why are you--"
He lifted his leg and kicked the middle-aged man to the ground, stepping on his face and sighing coldly.
"Dare you move my brother?"
Xie Liyun closed the soundproof door between the living room and the hallway, and used his laptop to confirm whether there were other wireless devices nearby.
Huo Jian took a step forward, but was swallowed by Long Ji.
"Don't touch him. I'll come."
Huo Jian nodded deeply and gave them two goalkeepers.
Zheng Lu was still drunk, and suddenly people who were kicked to the ground at this time were ignorant: "He-he is not just a small artist? No matter how red it is, this year, what are you in a hurry?!"
Long Ji sighed, straightened up with his sleeves rolled up.
Huo Jian paid attention to the movements in different directions, and took time to make up some feet in the chaos.
Both he and Long Ji are strength training for a day, and they are accurate and ruthless.
Zheng Lugang began to scold the dirty mouth improperly in the mouth, and the pain in the second half hugged his head to beg for mercy, howling like a pig.
Long Ji's body is flexible and neat, and does not give the opponent a chance to fight back.
As soon as he lifted his foot, he stepped on the middle-aged man like a barrel again, and Huo Jian followed him by closing his mouth with a rag.
"Listen." Long Ji wiped his sweat and leaned over to look at the man who was beaten into a pig's head: "What you do to my brother, whether you admit it or not, is no longer important."
"This thing between me and you, if you remember, I will go home tonight to take my brother's business and stare at your home market until it collapses."
Zheng Lu was shocked and shook his head frantically.
"I fell, it was me who fell--"
He knew exactly where the grandfather of the Long family was used to these three grandchildren.
The four people came out again, and Jiang Shu had ordered people to delete the surveillance cameras on this floor.
Zheng Lu's face was swollen and swollen, and when he saw the two bodyguards, one of them slapped hard.
Koike has fallen asleep after taking the medicine, and his nerves and body are not damaged. The hallucinations will gradually disappear in a few hours.
Xie Lianyun went to watch him sit down, Huo Jian found a band-aid and alcohol to rub Long Ji's hands.
He knew that his elder brother was too cruel, and his knuckles were scratched in several places.
"Brother," he said softly, "I'm sorry, I didn't protect Koike."
Long Ji was rubbed with alcohol cotton, hissing in pain: "Tap lightly--"
Huo Jian lowered his head and responded slowly, slowly clearing the wound on his knuckles.
"The top level of the entertainment industry is still capital."
Long Ji rubbed his head with his free hand, and said calmly: "When we take the crown, you will finish college, and brother will take you to start the company. If you are busy, you can ask Mr. Bo to open with Koike A special concert, very good."
Bo Jue silently wrapped Huo Jian with a dry and warm blanket and reached out to hug them tightly.
Huo Jian's movement stopped for a long time.
One of the signs of growing up seems to be suddenly thinking about the future.
The six of them chose this path for different reasons, but in the end they all loved everything related to corona.
No one can be injured, no one can be less.
Corona has long touched the existence of their souls.
He suddenly understood why Pei Ru also only regarded dance teachers as a side job, flew early from abroad to grab the market, and kept opening companies to do industry.
He doesn't know how much assets and business Pei Ru also owns, but even Qi always sees the boss Pei when he sees it, and he applauds and approves all over his eyes.
If you want to protect the things you care about, you must understand the mind and see the situation, and you must override the capital.
Maybe one day Corona will come to the end, and he will devote all of his second half of his life to his brother, and the five of them will continue to guard.
This is his only home and the only place where his soul is laid.
There is nothing to replace.
"You don't have to think about it. There is a brother in here, old come and beat one by one." Long Ji felt that his brother's head feels better and better. He smiled and calmed down. "What should I do later."
The album hasn't been enough, there are still many concerts waiting to be opened, how can they stop because of a bastard.
"I promise you." Huo Jian suddenly said: "Let's go get the crown."
Fame, profit, reputation, only the last item is not coming.
The balance in his bank card is too large to count. There are a few zeros in the end. Corona has been popular for two years, and the popularity is only high. It seems to be the industry's pilot light.
Only the crown gave them the final coronation.
Jiang Shu was silent for the whole time, and finally spoke when he arrived here.
"At least three more years."
Other domestic awards are easy to say, but the osc award is equivalent to the highest honor in this industry, and it is impossible to take it.
This year, several men’s and women’s groups have risen to fame, and there are countless more powerful opponents in Asia.
He looked at them, frowning: "Your entry time is too short, and your ability and status are not enough to win the prize."
"No matter how hard it will pass." Huo Jianshen breathed deeply: "I am the captain, I will not retreat."
"Brother, we continue to move forward.",,,,...,,,,