Idol coser Mr. Sokin

Zong Jin once again had a new understanding of his lost physique.

Who would have thought that at the beginning, he just wanted to find a small alley to check the address book, in order to check whether there was any inconsistency in his memory.

Instead of running to an abandoned factory like now, I didn't know it when I first arrived.

In short, be confident first!

"Well... There are various reasons..." Zong Jin's eyes drifted, his tone was vague, and he looked a little embarrassed.

Good guy.

Redefining Confidence.

Zong Jin also knew that he would be easily misunderstood by others, so he gave a dry cough and explained with a flash of inspiration: "Rock and roll is louder, it's better to stay away from crowds and residential areas."

Zhong Yuanzhong also understood.

Indeed, if it’s an exciting performance like the one shown in the video, without a sound-proof environment, it would be very disturbing. It’s different from roadside performances.

The eyes of the red-haired young man, who were still somewhat puzzled, became appreciative.

"Is it the same performance as yesterday?"

"Well... it's not a performance, it's just practice." Finding such an abandoned factory must be a low-profile version. Speaking of things within the scope of the field, Zong Jin couldn't help but talk more, "Find a good venue, record the accompaniment, buy audio microphones , almost enough."

Although this kind of abandoned factory echoes loudly, generally speaking, music cannot penetrate such a large area and spread outside.

Because it is rock music, passers-by can at most hear some faint drumbeats outside.

However, there seemed to be no one passing by this place.

So it's really a great place to practice.

Zong Jin didn't think deeply when he said the excuse just now, and there wasn't enough time, he just subconsciously picked a barely reasonable reason.

Now it seems that this temporary excuse is quite reliable.

Zhong Yuanzhong also seemed to be thinking about something.

"Well, let's not talk about this, is your work over?" Zong Jin tilted his head, looked past Chuya Zhongyuan, and looked at the man in black behind him who was skillfully and quickly cleaning the venue.

Zhongye help!

I don't know how to get home!

"No, I have to go back and explain." Zhong Yuanzhong also followed Zong Jin's gaze and glanced back, and said, "Next time, don't come to such a remote place alone."

It was very unsafe here, and Zong Jin probably didn't have any idea of ​​his identity as Zhongye Zhongye, so he couldn't foresee some dangers.

Let's go with an escort.

Yesterday

Today's video has already made some "little forces" move like flies looking for something.

"Friends and relatives of Chuya Nakahara, a port mafia cadre" is quite valuable to some desperadoes.If successful, Hong Kong. Black's seemingly unshakable prestige will be shaken, or Hong Kong. Black may be divided internally.For a lunatic eager to see chaos, it is worthwhile to replace it with his life.

"If you want the venue later, I'll accompany you to find it. Let's go back together first." Places such as night venues and KTVs should be more normal than abandoned factories.

Even if you want a large venue, it is better to spend money to rent one than here.

Zhong Yuanzhong also guessed that Zong Jin probably wanted to use the concert method to try to see if he could return to his own world like when he came.If it wasn't for the harbinger of chaos in the current situation, he wouldn't stop the opponent like this.

Zong Jin was racking his brains to think of a way to keep his face, and unobtrusively proposed to act together with Zhongyuan Zhongye.

Unexpectedly, it was the other party who said this first.

He was startled on the surface, then nodded, and followed Nakahara Chuya who turned around and left after seeing his response.

Ah, ah, ah, mom, I met an angel!

This angel is not only warm, he is also quite understanding!

On the third floor of the soon-to-be-demolished building not far away from the abandoned factory, there was a man standing behind the concrete window without glass, his dark eyes staring at Zongjin who walked out of the abandoned factory gate together with Nakahara Chuya.

Unlike Nakahara, who was wearing a suit next to him, Zongjin, who was dressed in casual clothes, could easily be distinguished from him.

Some people may see yesterday's video as a prank at first, or some may regard it as a sub-professional job of a Hong Kong mafia cadre, or some may regard it as a trap.

But as long as you see Zong Jin, you will immediately notice the difference between the two.

The conclusion will be more biased towards the fact that this person is also related to the Central Plains.

"Kacha." When the two of them walked to the corner and were about to disappear from the field of vision here, the man zoomed in and aimed at them who seemed to be talking. Just when Zong Jin turned his head and showed his side face, he pressed the camera button.

The person sent out the photo with a few fingertips, and left without any hesitation.

Zong Jin seemed to have discovered something, and turned his gaze precisely to the window in the distance.

Zhong Yuanzhong followed suit and saw nothing.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Zong Jin was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "...It's okay, I should be too sensitive."

For a moment, there was a feeling of being followed by paparazzi, and from

After the abandoned factory came out, there was a vague sense of peeping.

This is not his original world, he has no reputation, no public opinion value, no one should follow the paparazzi.In addition, he has always been a road idiot. Without the arrangement of an agent and a schedule, no one can squat him unless it is a coincidence. Of course, it is the same here.

So excluding the normal paparazzi situation, it is only related to the forces in Yokohama.

Maybe people are taking pictures of scenery, but more likely... they are taking pictures of him and Zhong Yuan in the same frame.And this photo has another purpose here.

Zong Jin didn't intend to tell Zhong Yuan Zhong Ye, but just be careful.

If it's what he wants, then come on.

It's really interesting, whether it's Ishigami Qianqiu or Zong Jinzhong, no one has dared to target him for a long time.

Arriving at the bottom of the Gang Hei Building, Zong Jin shook his head and said, "I'll just wait for you here."

Watching the other party's back, Zong Jin didn't feel nervous at all standing beside a group of tall and strong men in black.At this time, he regrets that he doesn't have a game console to play, but he has many ways to pass the time, and he can even hum songs~

From passionate to gentle, he stringed the songs together with a cappella, his body ready to move, wanting to follow the rhythm of the song.

But it’s fine to sing, and it’s too much to ignore if you still dance at the door.So Zong Jin restrained his impulse and lowered his singing voice after a while, only humming with his throat.

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't go in for long, and he came out soon, as he said, he was just going to explain something.

He took Zong Jin to a bar where the lights hadn't started to flicker.

"There is a rock band here. I heard it's not bad. It should be able to restore your accompaniment."

Zong Jin's eyes lit up when he heard the words.

He was a little itchy. Although he warmed up in the morning, the feeling of warming up and actually standing on the stage is completely different!