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Chapter 501 Hualiu Is the Youngest Daughter of the Top-Rated Han Godstick Flicking the Chaebol Family

Jamsil House Indoor Stadium.

The stepped stadium is funnel-shaped, and the stage at the center of the funnel is written in cursive script: "Girls' Generation."

distance to the concert.

In half an hour, the Jamsil House Stadium has 11069 seats. At this time, the crowd is surging and full.

stepped front.

In the stands near the stage, someone with sharp eyes recognized the star on the stage and screamed, "That person... Kim Hee Sun, she came to the Girls' Generation concert."

"Beside him is the national male god, Moon Seung-hyuk of Shinhwa."

"Han Ye-seul is here too."

"Didn't Han Ye-seul announce to join the filming group last month and ask for leave to watch the concert?"

"Axi, these actors are too unprofessional!"

Some people have binoculars and search for the stars off the stage. It is easy to find, and the tickets in front of the stage are expensive.

Those who buy seats are either rich or expensive. After a round, there are dozens of Korean stars here!

There are seniors with high qualifications, newcomers with low qualifications, Koreans with fragile nerves, and suddenly, they are furious: "Axi, these trash, they are stars, how can they come to the concert of Huaxia Group."

"In the Republic of Korea, there is no girl group that can compete with Girls' Generation!"

"Hwaliu is so arrogant, when will the Republic of Korea have its own pop music!"

Assi.

Similar to "I'm going" in Chinese, in addition to "I'm going", there is also "Fuck"!
These people came to the concert by themselves, but they didn't allow the stars to come!

The crowds were surging.

The sound is like boiling, the stair-like top, the private box, dotted in the air like stars.

Overlook the entire venue.

The densely packed people are as dense as ants, and they are densely packed.

In the soft blue light, in the box, Li Fuzhen waved away his followers and poured a glass of red wine.

By the side.

The younger sister, Li Yinxi, is lifeless like a sculpture. Her eyes are bleak, as black as the deep sea, staring blankly at the ants under her feet.

"Yin Xi..." Li Fuzhen said, "Introduce Han Qiao to me. For so many days, you only mentioned his name."

"Han Qiao?" Lin Yinxi's voice was calm, and he replied monotonously: "Song, good."

"What song is it?"

"Blue lotus." Lin Yinxi said with difficulty: "It's very healing."

Cherish words like gold.

Li Fuzhen was relieved, it seemed that the plan was correct, and his sister was normal and didn't speak at all.

She sipped the red wine, thought about it, and poured out a little: "To his song."

Li Fuzhen held his glass stubbornly.

Li Yinxi turned around, her body was rusty, her movements were stiff, her eyes were dark, without any light.

quite a while.

Her weak cheeks squeezed out a stiff smile: "It's useless, his song is useless."

talking.

Turning around, resting his hands on his head, his eyes stared at the lamp in the sky, solidified into a sculpture.

Li Fuzhen took a sip of red wine, took out the phone, and whispered a few words.

1 minute later.

The door of the box was pushed open, the attendant was holding a music player, and she put on her earphones.

in the earphones.

The melodious sound of the guitar, the boundless wilderness unfolded in front of my eyes, the Samsung family, Chinese is a compulsory subject, she listened quietly, Han Qiao's voice was full of repressed emotions: "Nothing can stop your yearning for freedom."

"A career that is unconstrained and unconstrained..."

"You have nothing to worry about..."

After finishing a song, Li Fuzhen looked surprised and turned his head to look at the stage.

She can't think of it.

A person like Han Qiao can create such songs, with a fiery soul and an unrestrained eagle...

In the depressed emotions, shadows follow everywhere.

She turned her head.

Beside him, his younger sister is in the "dark years", Han Qiao, he can, bring his younger sister...

Have you found the holy blue lotus in your heart?

………………

The concert is 10 minutes away.

Backstage, Girls' Generation members are very nervous, 1 people!
what concept...

That is, 1 ants are all densely packed, and [-] ants cover the sky and the sun.

Korea.

For the first time in history, a foreign women's team is on such a big stage.

and.

In South Korea, the scale of the concert is 1 people, which is also one of the few!
"Girls, cheer up."

Han Qiao applauded and cheered for the girls, he shouted: "We are here to tell the world..."

Looking at each other, Han Qiao said loudly, "Hua Liu is the top class!"

That's right...

Hualiu, this world, it's time for Hualiu to sweep across East Asia and engrave its legend!
Han Qiao's blood boiled with enthusiasm.

He has seen it when the Hallyu swept across China.

He has seen Korean celebrities say in a mocking and disdainful tone on the show: "I'm short of money, go to China, the people there have a lot of stupid money, it's like picking up money."

He has seen those who are yelling like lunatics: "For the sake of my brother, even if China is changed to South Korea, why not?"

he has seen...

At this moment, he led China's women's team to the highest stadium in South Korea.

This unspeakable emotion made Han Qiao's eyes turn red.

The Girls' Generation members looked at each other, they didn't understand, it was just a Korean concert.

Why is Brother Han crying? At this moment, no one else dared to speak, and looked at Liu Shishi.

Liu Shishi wore a plain white dress with elegant makeup. She thought about it and asked, "Brother Han, did you get sand in your eyes?"

"En." Han Qiao said cheaply, "Are you bragging for me?"

Liu Shishi was speechless: "I didn't bring a hair dryer."

"cut……"

The girl group broke up in a hurry, believing that Brother Han was crying, why not believe that there are ghosts in the world!

Han Qiao shrugged.

Sometimes, he really envies, these new generations in Huaxia are so happy!

"Little bridge."

A voice of joy came from behind, and the next moment, the two hugged each other.

Jay Chou is filming and came here on leave, he said: "Our dream has come true."

"Yes!" Han Qiao thumped Jay Chou's chest, "Our dream has come true."

The two haven't seen each other for a long time.

After he couldn't finish talking, Han Qiao asked, "Isn't Lao Mouzi easy to talk, and Huang Jinjia is a good resource."

"Chrysanthemums are broken, injuries everywhere..." Zhou Jielun said sullenly, "Director Zhang said that I don't know how to act."

"Objective, sincere, and correct." Han Qiao said, "After all, a genius like me is rare."

"Fuck you." Jay Chou was used to Han Qiao's unscrupulousness. He was not interested in acting in movies, so he said, "Xiaoqiao, my movie is a secret that I can't tell. I plan to start shooting in 07. Yours The schedule can be vacated."

"no problem."

Han Qiao agreed immediately: "Time travel, rebirth and return to the past, this setting is very interesting."

"You also find it interesting!" Jay Chou was very excited, Han Qiao is a master of film.

a bit empty...

There is not much water, he said: "I think this way, the hero is attracted by a piano sound, finds the heroine, the two fall in love, the heroine disappears, the hero finds the heroine through the piano, and solves the problem. All secrets."

"Gone?"

"Not enough?" Zhou Jielun said with a worried face, "I've been thinking about it for half a year."

The plot of the movie "The Unspeakable Secret" is so thin.

Han Qiao came up with an idea: "Have you ever thought that the hero is seriously ill and will die soon? He is attracted by the sound of the piano. When he sees the heroine, they fall in love. The heroine disappears. When the moon is full, the hero plays Playing the piano, I didn't expect to go to the future, his serious illness was cured, and the price was to become a girl, he went back to the past through the piano, saw himself who was seriously ill, and the two fell in love..."

Zhou Jielun's eyes widened, and after a while, he squeezed out a voice: "Rough!"

Said him.

I don't really want to shoot "The Untold Secret", so I can't look directly at it!

The two bragged.

soon.

The concert started, Han Qiao and Jay Chou stood at the side of the stage.

The two were supporting vocals, and with that, the lights in the audience suddenly went out.

in the dark.

A ray of blue light illuminates the stage, and the members of Girls' Generation pose in various poses.

next moment.

The explosive melody instantly detonated the audience, and Jane Zhang's voice was as clear as a yellow warbler, resounding through the stadium.

Immediately.

Hentian high-heeled shoes, light blue shorts, and Cao Jianjia in a small white vest, her legs are longer than Han Qiao's, and she dances vigorously.

Brilliant lighting.

The explosive hot dance, 10000 people, instantly ignited, and the deafening shouts flew to the roof: "Girls' Generation!"

"Girls' Generation!"

"Girls' Generation!"

Broken Chinese, but shouted, soul-stirring, Koreans gave the greatest enthusiasm.

A pitch-black stadium.

Han Qiao had a panoramic view of the ocean of fluorescent sticks, and he was proud: "This is one small step for Girls' Generation, but one giant leap for Hualiu."

That's right.

It is a big step for Hualiu to sweep across East Asia. With a starting point and an end point, it is just a distance!

Jay Chou is very excited, his fans are all over East Asia.

but.

His basic base is still Huaxia, and he is struggling to attack and kill South Korea.

this moment.

Girls' Generation did it. They conquered the Korean audience with the attitude that Koreans like.

"Han Qiao." Zhou Jielun turned his head: "Do you still remember what you said that night?"

"Remember!" Han Qiao said in a deep voice, "Hua Liu is the top class!"

"That's right." Zhou Jielun whistled: "Hua Liu should be the most arrogant!"

Girls' Generation.

After 15 minutes of hot dancing, sweating profusely, Korean hot dancing, singing and dancing, very exhausting.

girls.

After stepping off the stage, holding a large bucket, he just dried up and wiped away his sweat.

At this time.

Jia Ling yelled, "Brother Han is on the stage."

"Up?"

"Hahaha, get out of the way, I want to see Brother Han."

"Brother Han is a new song this time, he hasn't had a new song for a long time!"

"Brother Han is so handsome." Yang Ying was greedy, like a little wild cat, with her tongue scraping her lips, staring intently at Han Qiao's chest.

Costumes.

Looming, the abdominal muscles are clearly defined, and Han Qiao is decorated with an electric guitar.

Fingers flutter like butterflies, dancing lightly in the sea of ​​flowers.

Along with the dazzling show, the melody of the electric guitar is sad, and there are several consecutive, low-pitched accents.

Repressing his emotions, Han Qiao said in a sad voice, "This is a parting letter..."

"Write down why I should leave..."

Korean...

The girls of Girls' Generation looked at each other, speechless in surprise.

Han Qiao speaks Korean very fluently, and they have studied hard.

but.

It doesn't feel as good as Hanqiao.

The whole stadium.

The audience was dumbfounded. Some people knew Han Qiao and shouted, "Could it be that Han Qiao is Korean."

"Han Qiao must be Korean. Only Koreans can create such excellent music."

"Oh my god, he's so handsome, Ouba..."

The audience was very enthusiastic, mainly because Han Qiao's appearance was so handsome.

and.

He is tall and straight, very muscular, and his clothes are almost torn.

bare arms.

Thin sweat, burning, hormonal breath, Han Qiao's voice was sad and heavy: "The role I play in your life..."

"Too vague."

"You are always hot and cold to me."

"Am I a lover or a friend..."

Along with that, the singing voice gradually became sad, and the suppressed emotions in the lyrics swept over like a tsunami.

Am I a lover or a friend?

If it's a friend, why are you overheating with me?
If you are a lover, how can you bear to neglect me?

Loving someone is crazy.

It's too painful, his emotions are out of control, his emotions are easily dominated by him.

to him……

But insignificant!

Hope again and again, disappointment again and again...

In the box, Li Fuzhen had listened to the song, she observed her sister, Li Yinxi was like a sculpture.

Eyes fixed.

Looking at the center of the stage, the lyrics were engraved in her heart like a knife.

friend……

lover……

It doesn't matter anymore. For him, such longing is not a gift, but a heavy burden.

I am dead.

He can finally relax, he no longer has to escape, maybe, my death can bring him a new life.

From the bottom of Li Yinxi's heart.

With so many sorrows and sorrows, she couldn't bear to disturb her lover, so she could only torture herself.

in the head.

She couldn't escape from the black mist, and her own painting was a prison.

At this time.

Han Qiao's singing voice is loud and clear, unloading the heavy burden, and singing easily: "Shouldn't I love you too seriously?"

"I'm litting go", I let go!
"I'm finally willing to let go for you."

"Because I love you, I love you so much that my heart aches."

"But you don't understand."

"I'm Litting go"

"Your weakness and laziness to everything"

"It makes people wonder if you ever loved me."

"Really loved me."

Tick.

His eyes were uncontrollable and splashed on the window sill, Li Yinxi burst into tears.

Yes.

It's time to let go, but the price of letting go is so heavy.

Such a heavy price.

She has no regrets, love, such a holy brother is great, she is willing to burn her life, and ignite the flame of love.

A song is over.

From the bottom of her heart, Li Yinxi was firm in her choice. At this time, her whole body seemed to be alive, and she smiled and said, "Thank you, big sister, I am very happy."

"The lyrics are fantastic."

Li Fuzhen's eyes were puzzled, sister, this is too abnormal!

What is abnormal is that she is too normal. She even took a sip of red wine and said happily, "Red wine is still so bitter. I really don't understand why you like it so much, elder sister."

"Miss."

"I miss Dad and Mom, let's go back." Li Yinxi said: "I really want to go back to when I was a child, we went to the beach to swim, big sister, you always hit me with water."

Li Fu sincerely became more and more confused: "Okay, if you like it, we will go tomorrow."

talking.

Li Fuzhen said: "Yin Xi, don't you like Han Qiao, or else, let's meet him."

"Okay."

Li Yinxi looked at the stage with her eyes. She had a feeling that Han Qiao was the same person as her.

Despair has been experienced in the heart.

The darkness engulfed, the light of life, Han Qiao came out, she didn't want to go out, she said cheerfully: "He is really outstanding, great, I want to meet him, I have a lot to say, and I want to talk to him."

"Okay." Li Fuzhen looked at his sister, it was so weird and abnormal!
At this time.

The door opened, and Han Qiao came in. He saw Li Yinxi and said, "Li Yinxi, you are dead!"

"Han Qiao!" Li Fuzhen's face was frosty, her sister was fine, and Han Qiao stimulated her like this.

She frowned slightly.

"Sister." Li Yinxi interrupted Li Fuzhen, she looked at Han Qiao, smiled and said, "Mr. Han, have you ever died?"

"What will the world be like after death?"

"Who knows!" Han Qiao's mouth was dry, and when he saw the red wine glass, he picked it up and drank it in one gulp.

Li Fuzhen stared at her. It was her cup with lipstick marks on the rim.

One cup over.

Han Qiao took another cup and drank it in one gulp.

This cup is from Li Yinxi, and the throat is sore. Han Qiao sighed: "I want to live another 500 years!"

talking.

Han Qiao didn't look at Li Fuzhen, he looked at Li Yinxi, stretched out his hand, and said, "Want to see the world after death?"

"follow me."

Li Yinxi looked at Han Qiao.

Han Qiao's eyes seemed to see through everything about her. He even said, "She's dead!"

very funny.

"Okay." Li Yinxi didn't hold Han Qiao's hand, but Han Qiao grabbed her hand tightly, pulled her, and ran wildly in the corridor.

Behind.

Li Fuzhen was dumbfounded, this is Han Qiao, making a TV series?
The bodyguards were dumbfounded, this Huaxia man dragged Miss San and ran away!

Immediately.

Looking back at Li Fuzhen, Li Fuzhen thought for a while: "Take care of him closely."

After a pause, she said, "Don't disturb him."

…………

Streets of night.

The door was full of reporters. At this time, the concert was not over, and the reporters were listless.

At this time.

The roar of the locomotive roared like a beast, and the reporter saw it along with the sound.

Blue lightning.

The wild Hurricane, the little princess of Samsung, has a full head of hair, fluttering in the wind, and her white dress is pulled like a flag.

Tires rub against the ground.

There was a flash in front of the reporter's eyes, and blue lightning was galloping fast in the dark night.

"It's Li Yinxi." The reporter looked at the rear of the car and yelled, "Axi, what a rude Chinese."

Han Qiao turned a deaf ear.

He turned the accelerator to the bottom, and the locomotive raced on the road. This road was because of the concert.

The road is closed.

Behind him, Li Yinxi pressed against his back uncontrollably. She wanted to speak, but the wind poured into her mouth.

She closed her eyes and put her arms around Han Qiao's waist. She wanted to die, but she didn't want to die so badly!

The locomotive fell.

Torn apart, Li Yinxi thought of his ugly death, and hugged him even tighter.

Han Qiao raced all the way.

He doesn't care about it, in fact, he rarely loses control like this, but if he loses control, he loses control, what the fuck!

Arrived at a bridge.

Han Qiao stopped the locomotive, and Li Yinxi's expression remained unchanged behind her. She likes racing cars and the passion of fast speed.

Han Qiao turned his head and said, "Maybe, people in the world don't believe that there really is Mrs. Rose..."

"Mr. Han..."

Li Yinxi is unbelievable, impossible, impossible, Mr. Han...

It is impossible for him to know the contents of his suicide note.

Sister, she didn't even see her suicide note. In this world, she was sure that only she knew it.

"Who the hell are you!" Li Yinxi said, "Are you human, or..."

Han Qiao stared, and continued: "Although love makes people despair, I have no complaints or regrets. What killed me is precisely the most beautiful and charming thing in this world."

Han Qiao lit a cigarette, smiled and said, "Miss Li, I am a devil, I am Satan, and I exchanged your soul from hell."

"You're dead..." He breathed out smoke and said with a smile, "From now on, you only belong to me."

"madman."

Li Yinxi really wanted to expose Han Qiao's words, but if what he said was false.

It is impossible for him to know the content of the suicide note so clearly.

If what he said is true, Li Yinxi asked in a daze: "Am I really dead?"

"Dead." Han Qiao said: "From the moment you cut the telephone line, you died, and I snatched your soul from hell."

He exhales smoke.

He blew a bit: "In this way, I stuffed your soul in again, and you are alive again."

"Li Yinxi." Han Qiao stared: "Don't try to commit suicide, verify what I said, I said, you are dead now, your life only belongs to me."

"Crazy." Li Yinxi staggered, a lunatic, Han Qiao was a lunatic.

"Don't you want to see the world after death?"

Han Qiao didn't lie to her.

He had really seen the world after Li Yinxi's death. When Han Qiao said that, Li Yinxi stopped in his tracks.

She is very smart.

just.

It was so weird, she really wanted to prove that Han Qiao was a liar, but Han Qiao's suicide note.

tell her.

Han Qiao is not a liar. At this time, Li Yinxi's love is in her heart, and there is a seam in it.

It's interesting.

She thought for a while, walked up to Han Qiao, and said, "Mr. Han, who are you?"

"Am I dead or not? You said, what does the world after death look like?"

Han Qiao shook off the soot and said, "Stay by my side, that is the world after death."

talking.

The key to Li Yinxi:: Let's drive. I heard that you have good driving skills. Don't try to commit suicide. In this way, you will never reveal the answer. "

"Mr. Han..." Li Yinxi said, "I never hurt others, this is my rule."

"Almost forgot." Han Qiao said with a smile, "The youngest daughter of the chaebol family is an innocent and kind person."

(End of this chapter)