Chapter 335 0334 [Hong Xing, What Is It? ] (Sent at Five O'clock!)

"The Great Wall will never fall down, and the Yellow River is flowing for thousands of miles. The mountains and rivers are beautiful and colorful. How can my country look like a disease?"

On the stage, Nie Yongqin, Queen of Kowloon, sang this patriotic song that was well-known in the previous life with her unique voice.

In the back, Shao Yajian and others punched and kicked, using Shaolin Kungfu as a backup dancer, shouting and drinking, all in a decent manner.

Below the stage, many audiences watched mesmerized.

In fact, all of this was deliberately arranged by Nie Yongqin.

After reading the lyrics given by Shi Zhijian, Nie Yongqin realized that it was not in line with her own style.

This is clearly a song sung by men. Although women can also sing it, they need someone with a high-pitched voice. Her voice is too sweet, which is not suitable for her.

But at this time, it was impossible to evade it, so Nie Yongqin had no choice but to ask Shao Yajian and Coolie Qiang, a group of powerful elders to dance for her, and they still practiced Shaolin Kungfu.

In this way, the kung fu dance will somewhat buffer the sweetness brought by my own voice, and make this song more masculine.

Not to mention, with Nie Yongqin's reorganization, the whole song has a unique flavor, which made everyone at the scene feel excited and excited.

"Break the blood, wave your hands, and work for the rejuvenation of the country!"

Young Master Huo in the audience listened to the lyrics, watched the dance, and suddenly said: "This song...is very exciting to listen to!"

Shi Zhijian rolled his eyes, and said to himself: "It's useless to be more aggressive! You are not your father!"

Originally, Shi Zhijian specially prepared this song for Mr. Huo. Unexpectedly, due to a calculation error, Mr. Huo did not come, but Mr. Huo came instead.

"Yeah, how could Ms. Nie suddenly sing this kind of song that is... very exciting and makes me want to dance?" Xu Sanshao also looked surprised, "She has always sung lyrical songs!"

After saying this, Xu Sanshao suddenly looked at Shi Zhijian: "Did you mess it up?"

Shi Zhijian sighed helplessly: "I originally wrote this song for your Uncle Huo!" Then he turned his face to look at Huo Zhenting, "Now please give Huo Shao a lot of advice!"

Huo Zhenting was startled, and stared at Shi Zhijian with wide eyes: "Can you write songs?"

Xu Sanshao made trouble at the side: "What's so strange about this, he likes to write songs to deceive little sisters, and this is how Nie Yongqin was deceived!"

Huo Zhenting admired him. He has been courting Uncle He's eldest daughter A Ying, but A Ying has always liked the ghost Beatles, saying that the Beatles can write and sing songs.

Huo Zhenting thought that these things were not difficult, but when he actually did it, he realized that he didn't have that talent at all.

Thinking of this, Huo Zhenting seemed to have caught some life-saving straw, and grabbed Shi Zhijian's hand suddenly, because he was so excited that he almost knocked over the wine glass on the wine table. Even so, the whiskey still splashed out and wet Shi Zhijian's lapel.

Shi Zhijian was taken aback by his move, and he didn't bother to wipe his clothes. Even Xu Sanshao next to him was shocked.

"Ah Ting, why are you crazy? What do you think of Ah Jian because of his handsome looks?"

Huo Zhenting ignored Xu Sanshao's low-level joke, grabbed Shi Zhijian's hands, looked at him expectantly and said, "Ah Jian, help me!"

"Uh, what can I help you with?"

"Help me write a song!" Huo Zhenting pleaded, "It doesn't matter if it's in Chinese or English! Of course, my name must be written on the lyrics and composition."

"Choose, that's okay too?" Shi Zhijian looked surprised.

"I know it looks shameless to do that!"

This Young Master Huo is self-aware.

"But I really can't help it!" Huo Zhenting said, "I've racked my brains these days but I can't write a good song. Every day I hold the guitar and just play it. Look, I have white hair at the temples!"

Huo Zhenting took Shi Zhijian's hand and pointed at his hair.

Shi Zhijian took a look and felt that his pomade was too waxy and sticky.

"Writing songs, it's trivial! I don't know what kind of subject you want me to write for you?"

"Of course it's the subject you are best at --- the subject of picking up girls!" Huo Zhenting stared at Shi Zhijian pitifully.

Shi Zhijian rolled his eyes, and glanced at Third Young Master Xu who was pinching his chin and giggling next to him. His reputation was ruined by this guy.

"I see, you want to write a song for Miss He, right?" Shi Zhijian's mind was spinning rapidly.

"Yes, yes, yes! You still know me!" Huo Zhenting looked forward.

"I can fix this for you tomorrow!"

"real?"

"of course it's true!"

"Do you have any request?"

"Uh, Huo Shao, what do you mean by that?"

"It's nothing interesting. I heard San Shao said that you never trade at a loss, so I guess you must have some requirements."

"Young Master Huo, you are really..." Shi Zhijian shook his head, "I have to praise you, you guessed it right!"

"Well?"

Huo Dashao felt that Shi Zhijian was really thick-skinned, and he was a fellow of his own.

"Young Master Huo, just do me a favor. I'll send you a song tomorrow. By the way, I want to meet Mr. Huo!"

"You want to see my old man?"

"Why, can't you?"

"Yes, but yes..." Huo Zhenting looked embarrassed.

Boss Huo had told him not to bring friends from outside easily home, not to mention that Shi Zhijian obviously begged the Huo family now.

"If you feel embarrassed, Young Master Huo, then forget it." Shi Zhijian retreated, "It seems that I have to write this song for a few more days."

"No! I'll fix it for you! You come over tomorrow! We shake hands, it's a deal!" Huo Zhenting hurriedly shook hands with Shi Zhijian and signed a verbal contract.

It will be He Chaoying's birthday soon, so he must prepare the song in advance.

"Would this be too embarrassing for you? I'm a good person, and you are the third youngest friend."

"No embarrassment!" Huo Zhenting replied very simply, "I'm used to being blackmailed by others, Brother Xu usually does this a lot!"

Xu Sanshao rolled his eyes beside him, "What do I care? I'm kind too!"

"Nice ghost! The last time I went camping on Lantau Island with girls, you blackmailed me into breakfast for a month!"

"Who knows whether you are camping or fighting in the field? I will be responsible to Ah Ying!"

"Responsible ghost! You use me as a long-term meal ticket!"

When Xu Huo and Xu Huo were bickering, they suddenly heard someone scolding not far away: "Stinky Sanba! Aren't you just a singer? People call you 'Queen of Nine Dragons', you really think of yourself as a queen ?”

"This time our respected Inspector Kenneth is able to see you. It is your blessing that has been cultivated for thousands of years! You don't know what to do, and dare to refuse him!"

"I'm sorry, although I'm a singer, I can't be bullied by anyone! Let me have a drink with him, but I can't accompany him on stage! I'm a singer, not a lady!"

"What? You said our honorable Inspector Kenneth bullied you? You know, you're a singing bitch!"

Snapped!

Nie Yongqin slapped that person directly.

Looking at that person again, it was Jin Yalei!

Jin Yalei licked the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, looked at Nie Yongqin with a gloomy face, and sneered: "Smelly Sanba, let me tell you, you have successfully angered me now! Someone, drag her away!"

Jin Yalei's two subordinates, Sangbiao and Lanyaju, are about to pull people.

"Stop! Who dares to touch our sister-in-law?"

"Looking for a fight! You guys are rushing to the street!"

Siao Yajian and Coolie Qiang, who had just danced with Nie Yongqin, flew out immediately, kicking Sangbiao and Rotten Yaju to the ground.

"Want to touch her! Ask Hong Xing first!"

Shao Ya firmly patted his chest, vowing.

The corners of Jin Yalei's eyes twitched twice, he had few people with him, how could he fight?

at this time--

"Hong Xing? Never heard of it! What is it?!"

While speaking, I saw Inspector Kenneth standing up slowly.

He was still holding half a slice of watermelon in his hand, put it to his mouth and took a bite, then threw it on the ground, then picked up the napkin on the wine table and wiped his mouth casually, then turned his eyes to Shao Yajian and the others.