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Night falls.

He Bing drove a BMW that was not very eye-catching slowly into a villa community.

Tonight, many friends in the entertainment industry are going to have a party here.

"He Bing, here you come." Someone saw him and greeted him with a smile.

"He Bing, I've been fooling around these days. I haven't seen you for several days!" A good friend came over and hugged him.

"Don't mention it!" He Bing shook his head.

"What's wrong?" asked the friend.

Another friend who was familiar with the matter smiled and said, "This kid didn't know how to live or die, but he actually took over the work of a military force."

"The work of the army? What kind of work?"

"I have a friend from the army. They said that they had an army that wanted to change military songs and asked me to ask if there were any suitable creators. I originally wanted to take over, but I almost scared me to death. The art troupes of the army had received invitations, but no one dared to answer them, so I immediately stopped thinking about it. How could I know that He Bing, a kid, didn't know that life or death, and wanted to try it!"

"Ah?" The friend was startled and then looked He Bing up and down: "Boy, you can do it!"

He Bing smiled proudly: "Of course, you forgot who I am. I am He Bing, the creator of the Southwest!"

Ha ha ha ha.

Everyone couldn't help laughing and laughed.

"He Bing, what's going on? Have you finished writing?" someone asked with concern.

"It's over, I just handed in the wrong yesterday!" He Bingyun said lightly. After saying that, he held a glass of red wine and sat down, raised his legs and took a small sip gracefully.

"What do they say?" someone asked curiously.

"Yes, are they satisfied? Let me tell you, the big-headed soldiers in the army are actually the most difficult to serve. They don't know anything, but they also like to be picky!"

Some people seem to have been angry with the troops before, and they can't help but complain at this moment.

"I don't know yet, but I think there should be no problem. After all, no one except me dares to take on this job. Besides, if they are not satisfied with my things, then there is only a fear that there will be no one in this world who can satisfy them!"

"That's true!" Someone nodded in agreement.

"Old He is the top 50 creators in our empire. If they are not satisfied with this, then there are really few people in this world who can satisfy them!"

At this time, the owner of the villa came out from inside. He obviously heard everyone's comments, so he walked over and asked with some curiosity:

"He Bing, what song did you write for them? I also received their invitations before. To be honest, I don't have the courage to take on this job. The rewards are not high, and I still have piles of them!"

He Bing gracefully shook the red wine in the goblet and smiled faintly: "I wrote them that red color!"

"Why do you shit red?"

Many people feel a little weird when they hear this name.

"That yi smears red? This name doesn't seem to suit their style, right?" Someone was surprised.

"He Bing, have you made a mistake?" Someone questioned.

Someone was stunned and said, "He Bing, you might as well sing a few words to everyone!"

He Bing didn't feel shy, put the goblet, took the guitar from the waiter, adjusted the tune, and started singing while talking.

The tune is beautiful and the lyrics are exquisite. I have to admit that this is indeed a good song!

However, after listening to it, the strange look on everyone's faces became stronger!

"No, He Bing, I remember their request was not like this!" Someone frowned and asked.

He Bing handed the guitar to the waiter, picked up the red wine and took a sip, and said with a smile:

"Yes, their initial requirements were indeed not this style. They wanted to be strong, domineering, and powerful.

But I told them that the songs you want have been written, and some people have written them, whether they are good or bad songs. If you must have such songs, I'm sorry, I can't write them!

I’m afraid no one can write the entire Imperial Alliance, otherwise it wouldn’t be my turn to do this work. It’s been long since the art troupes in your army…”

He Bing smiled, paused for a moment before continuing: "I told the officer, I said, "Since that's the case, why don't you change your mind? Should the military song be loud? Can the military song be strong? Why can't the military song be gentle?"

He Bing shrugged: "In the end, they were convinced by me! Of course, they had no choice!"

After listening to He Bing’s narration, everyone couldn’t help but applaud.

"He Bing, you are awesome!" Someone gave a thumbs up!

"I am worthy of being the most creator in the southwest. My brain is more flexible than ours!" Someone was amazed.

"I had known that I would have taken this job according to Lao He's idea. In that case, I might have a military background now, which is a pity!" Some people regretted it.

At this moment, He Bing's cell phone ringed.

He Bing took out his cell phone and looked at it. He was a little excited and pointed at it and said to everyone: "Military, thank you, thank you political commissar!"

"Come on, I will definitely notify you of the result!"

"Fuck, Lao He will be a member of the army from now on!"

"If you have any trouble in the future, it seems that you can find He Bing. Haha, some of us finally got on the line of the army!"

Everyone was very excited.

He Bing cleared his throat and took a deep breath.

The others quickly curled their smiles and held their breath to concentrate.

All the rich people and celebrities are all objects of envy and jealousy in the eyes of the people, but only they themselves know that the most noble and awesome people in this empire are actually those guys holding great power!

Where can a little star jump around? If you say ban, you will ban it. If you say ban, you can ban it. If you say ban it, you can ban it. If you want to cry, you will have no place to cry!

Men are better, and those girls have to endure the disgust and compensate those people for eating and drinking, and even sleep with them!

Therefore, everyone will envy anyone who has a military or official background!

He Bing brewed his emotions and grinned and said, "Thank you, political commissar, hello, I am He Bing..."

The people next to him didn't dare to show off their anger, but just stared at He Bing's face carefully.

At first, He Bing's face was still full of smiles, but soon, everyone saw that the smile on He Bing's face was frozen, and then slowly disappeared. Finally, there was only a gloomy on his face.

"Old He, what's wrong?"

He Bing hung up the phone and the people around him immediately asked.
Chapter completed!