Song An-ran appeared in the bulletproof variety show mentioned earlier,
It was not a groundless rumor.
In the latest episode of "Run"
"BTS", there was a segment that required guessing the song.
The specific requirement was that the contestant could only use three words to express the song title,
Let the teammates guess the answer,
But they could not say the words contained in the song title.
Rule: 1. They could not say the original singer of the song.
2. They could not use actions to express it.
3. If it was a bulletproof song, they could not describe the scene of the MV.
Nan Jun, Nguyen Hang, and Jiu Guo were in the same group. As the IQ of the team,
The captain, Nan Jun, was the first to go on stage without hesitation.
After he saw the title of the song on the whiteboard,
He clapped his hands,
His expression was very relaxed.
"Nguyen Hang,
You must know this. "
"Summer Beach, Fruit."
Nguyen Hang sat cross-legged on the ground and counted with his fingers. His big eyes were rolling,
"Summer, beach, fruit..."
A while ago, he and Nan Junge lived in the same room,
It seemed that they had watched a similar MV together.
Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration. He quickly got up and ran to the camera and shouted, "Girls' Generation's senior, 'Party'."
The PD had not announced the answer yet,
Nan Jun had already clenched his fist and shouted "Yse!" as he ran back to his original spot in a hurry,
It was Jiu Guo's turn.
"Correct."
Tian Jiuguo was pulled up by Nan Jun in a daze,
He stared with a pair of round rabbit eyes,
He said belatedly, "Correct? I thought it was' Taste of Red '. "
(Taste of Red
), the Korean girl group Red,
The summer special album released by Velve, "The
Was the main song in "Summer". The MV was filled with a lot of fruit.)
The PD raised the whiteboard, and the next question happened to be Red Beibei's "Ice
Cake ".
"Oh!"
Tian Jiuguo clenched his fists,
He pointed at Zheng Haoxi excitedly,
"Brother Haoxi!"
The person who was called covered himself with his hand,
He was determined not to admit that this song had anything to do with him.
"Box, box, box, box."
Jin Shuozhen, who instantly understood, could not help but laugh out loud like he was wiping glass.
Nguyen Hang and Nan Jun were still confused. They looked at each other and guessed, "Barcehou?"
Tian Jiuguo shook his head. He thought for a while and added, "No. The second word is barbaric TV.
show。”
Savage TV
'Show' was a variety show. Bulletproof was still a newbie back then, so everyone had put in a lot of effort for the show's effect.
The nightmarish act of acting coquettishly and the computer virus meme all originated from this.
Student Zheng Haoxi, who was known far and wide as the number one dance tyrant in the girl group, his talent in dancing in the girl group was also discovered in this program.
As a newcomer, everyone naturally had to perform some talents.
At that time, in order to match his status as the choreographer, he had chosen to specialize in girl group dancing.
The program crew kindly chose a popular dance song for him, Red Beibei's "Ice".
Cake.
When Haoxi heard the music, he started to twist his body confidently without hesitation.
To be honest, it was true that he came from a dance competition, but he really did not know much about girl group dancing. All his impressions came from the singing stage.
Fortunately, the dance of the girl group was relatively simple. He could basically remember it after watching it once.
Under the focus of the camera, Haoxi danced freely. Although the movements were not much different from the original singer, it looked out of place no matter how one looked at it.
The simple and cute movements were filled with the strength of a man, bold and rough.
Coupled with his expression, he was going all out.
She had a refreshing girlish style, but when it came to him, there was a sense of greasiness to it.
Min Suga watched from the side and couldn't help but bend down and cover her face, feeling ashamed on his behalf.
At the climax, he even launched a crazy pelvic twist with great interest, making the thin-skinned people at the scene unable to help but curl up their hands and feet.
In the end, the program team "kindly" played this video in front of Red Beibei's group of five. This video had caused countless fans to break out in laughter.
The young ladies were dumbfounded.
Seeing their dance become so burdened with their own eyes, they did not know how to feel.
It was really embarrassing in front of them.
Nguyen Hang raised his hand excitedly. It seemed that he also remembered his brother's embarrassing deeds.
“Ice
Cake！ Red Beibei's Ice.
Cake。”
"Correct answer."
The next question, "Blood, Sweat, and Tears."
This time, it happened to be Nguyen Hang's turn. He took a look. Wasn't this his own song?
He anxiously thought about how to describe it with three words, and his hands couldn't help but want to gesture.
Zhi Min shouted vigilantly, "Nguyen Hang, don't move!"
Nguyen Hang stopped his movements abruptly and thought for a long time before coming up with a name. "Song Enran Xi."
"Ah?"
Tian Jiuguo was stunned, and his rabbit eyes widened in an instant.
He was seriously playing a game. What was he doing?
He immediately came back to his senses. Oh, he was playing a game.
Tian Jiuguo calmed his thoughts, licked his lips, and guessed, "A poem dedicated to you?"
Nan Jun next to him patted him and scolded, "I already said that the name of the original singer can't be used. It can't be Enron Xi.
Song. "
Tian Jiuguo touched his nose guiltily.
"No, the second word.
'One Week's Idol.' "
Nguyen Hang scratched his head. He didn't know if they could guess it by describing it like this.
The previous question, "Ice.
Cake, "was the dance that Hao Xi danced on the show.
Song An-ran danced this song on Zhou Zhou, which also caused a sensation.
It should be easy to connect the dots.
As the person in charge of Nguyen Hang in the team, Nan Jun succeeded in following his train of thought. He raised his hand and said, "Blood, Sweat, and Tears of the Bulletproof Teenagers."
"Correct answer. This group took 3 minutes and 22 seconds. Success. "
"Yay yay yay yay yay!"
"Tian Jiuguo's group wins."
The three of them high-fived in celebration and ran around the studio. They were so happy that they looked like 200-pound children.
The fans looked at their energetic selves on the screen and were naturally very gratified.
But …
"So, can you explain why you know so much about the girl group's music video?"
"Shaoshi, Red Beibei, Little Girlfriend, tell me which other girl group's music video you've seen?"
"Let's not talk about the front. Red Beibei's music video is just a music video. Song An-ran's is even a variety show. When Nguyen Hang mentioned Zhou Zhou, looking at everyone's expressions, it was obvious that they knew the answer. "
"At the mention of someone, Guoguo's expression changed …"
"Although I don't want to admit it, it's really obvious. She's a little flustered."
…
Bulletproof was an insider after all. He would pay attention to the works of his peers no matter what. It was impossible for him to avoid watching it just because it was a girl group.
Although the fans complained about this, they could understand.
However, the matter of Guoguo's expression management was a little intriguing and needed to be explored.
However, whether it was true or not, the fans could only interpret this kind of groundless thing on their own.
**
Song An-ran was a little depressed.
She stared at the sudden increase in private messages on her phone and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
After debuting alone, everything had been too smooth. She almost forgot that she was carrying a gun.
"So …"
"We're just on the same stage. Do you have to be so exaggerated?"
She muttered softly and reached out to ignore all private messages. She threw her phone aside helplessly.
Music Bank invited her to host a total of four episodes of the show.
The winner of the first episode was Mama Mu. She had been drinking with her until midnight yesterday.
The second episode hadn't been recorded yet.
The schedule was for the second episode to be recorded on May 25th. Coincidentally, this was the day Bulletproof returned from America.
Even more coincidentally, Bulletproof's first return to the stage was Music Bank.
The reason for her private messages suddenly exploding was self-evident.
Song An-ran didn't read the contents of the private messages, but she could guess with her hair. It was nothing more than asking her not to interact with her brother.
Especially the one who had just appeared on the Billboard stage.
The two of them hadn't appeared in front of the camera at the same time for half a year, but the popularity surrounding them still hadn't cooled down.
As they were about to face each other on the same stage, all kinds of rumors about the two of them spread like wildfire.
She recalled the contents of the private messages she had accidentally read.
After thinking for a moment, she got up from the sofa and quickly tore off a piece of facial mask. She carefully spread it over her face and tidied it up with her hands.
She swiped the screen with her hand and glanced at the time. It was half past ten.
It was the best time to take care of her skin.
Song An-ran usually flaunted her identity as a music producer and left her skin care to the beauty salon. It was rare for her to pay attention to such details.
Today, unlike her usual self, she put down what she was doing and prepared to take care of her skin.
She tore off the facial mask and skipped the fixed reading time every day. She picked up the facial massager recommended by the beautician a few days ago and pressed it on her face.
She gently pushed it up and the ball bearings circled from her chin to her cheeks, then back to her chin. She kept repeating this process.
This set of movements could eliminate the swelling and promote blood circulation.
After 15 minutes, she stopped and applied a piece of eye cream.
When the eye cream was completely absorbed, she finally brushed a layer of lip balm on her lips.
After a set of skincare procedures, it was close to twelve o 'clock.
Song An-ran, who usually stayed up until the sun rose when she wrote songs, quickly put on an eye mask and seized the time to get beauty sleep.
Although it was a last-minute effort, the effect was immediate.
When she looked in the mirror the next day, her skin was indeed adjusted to its best condition. She looked radiant even without makeup.
Song An-ran squinted her eyes and leaned close to the mirror. She was so close that the tip of her nose was about to touch the surface of the mirror. But even so, there were no obvious flaws on her face.
Her fair skin was rosy, and her lips were pink. If you pinched her face, it would be as tender as water. Her delicate facial features were charming enough without any makeup. One could imagine how stunning she would be with makeup.
Song An-ran smiled confidently at the mirror. Her eyebrows were raised, and she looked lively and lively.
Beauty was Song An-ran's most obvious and insignificant strength.
She had always been proud of her own ability and hard work.
But as a woman, being called ugly by someone of the same sex and sticking to someone else really aroused her desire to win in terms of beauty.
When she was preparing backstage, the makeup artist was preparing to put on a light foundation for her as usual.
Song An-ran glanced at the pink lip gloss on the table.
She said, "Augny, put on a brighter makeup today."
The makeup artist was taking out the brushes she needed one by one. She asked casually, "What's wrong? Don't you like simple makeup?"
She and Song An-ran often worked together, so she knew her habits very well.
Song An-ran blinked and said naturally, "The stylist gave me a red dress today. I'm afraid that my previous makeup won't be able to cover it."
"Okay."
The makeup artist agreed without hesitation. She changed the foundation to a slightly thicker and whiter color.
Then she chose a watery red lipstick from the makeup box.
"How about this color for the lipstick?"
Song An-ran looked down. The lipstick on her hand was like a magnificent red agate, delicate and alluring.
Her thick eyelashes covered the expression in her eyes. She nodded gently, "This will do."
If beauty was a weapon,
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