Ten years ago, he was the absolute C-position in the Korean Wave, the youth of a generation! But because he refused the hidden rules of the chaebol, in order to protect all Chinese trainees, he was completely blocked by the capital and all traces were erased!
Ten years later, he returned to China in a low-key manner, carried cement, killed pigs, and became a dance class teacher.
Until that day, Bu Qi Dance Troupe was performing the Divine Comedy on the street, and he was secretly photographed online by passers-by while he danced a piece of "The Big Sedan" casually behind a glass window.
It went viral all over the internet, and hot searches were paralyzed!
"Why is this passerby's movements more standard than Zhang Yixing?!" "This terrifying core strength, this god-level stuck point, this sense of oppression..."
The whole network is under the microscope, and the name of the taboo that has been dusty for ten years is once again resounding in domestic entertainment!
The Three Returned Sons shocked the whole network!
Zhang Yixing burst into tears and wrote: "King! Is that you?"
Lu Han cried: "Wang, they bullied us after you left!"
Huang Zi raised the table proudly: "There is no king! There are only twelve of us... Well, who can push Wang's WeChat to me?"
When the dust-laden king once again stepped onto the stage, the chaebols who once covered the sky with one hand panicked and spent all their capital in an attempt to suppress him again. But he just sneered and moved his wrist.
This time, he wanted to overturn the entire Korean Wave, and the fatal trump card in his hand turned out to be...
Reader comments
It took me a few hours to read it slowly, and I finally found the protagonist. Come on, author, don't worry about them, write well, come on
It took me a few hours to read it slowly, and I finally found the protagonist. Come on, author, don't worry about them, write well, come on
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