People in Dragon Ball, get the sign-in system at the beginning

Turtle Island.

It is warm in winter and cool in summer here.

Kelin was on the beach, wearing a martial arts uniform, and was seriously punching the Kamesen-ryu.

Gui Xianren was wearing sunglasses, a floral shirt and floral pants, lying on a beach chair basking in the sun.

Holding a magazine in his hand, he read it intently.

The bald heads of the two reflected a bright light in the sun.

The old turtle lay lazily on the beach, not sure if he was sleeping.

The blue-haired Lan Qi wore an apron, showing her round long legs, humming and cooking in the kitchen...

Everything is so harmonious.

Jingle Bell.

Suddenly, Kelin's cell phone rang.

"Hello, huh? Date tonight, okay, oh, okay."

Kelin stopped and scratched his bald head.

It looks distressed.

"Dating is a good thing, what's the matter, Kelin?" Gui Xianren said.

"Teacher, it's just a date, my first time... I don't know what to wear, I don't know how to do it..."

Clint sighed.

Guixian said leisurely: "Kelin, treating girls is not as complicated as you imagine."

"It's very simple, dress a little better and dress better."

"Ah..." Kelin still felt a little nervous after hearing this.

Guixianren floated over again, "Don't come back tonight, remember to bring your ID card."

Clint: "???"

Kelin wanted to ask again, but suddenly felt Vegeta's breath.

The shadow in his heart made him sit on the beach involuntarily.

"!!!"

"What the hell, Vegeta broke through the Super Saiyan?!"

"I'm sorry, so should I try to catch up or go on a date at night..."

Guixian asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

"Sensei, don't you feel it? Vegeta broke through the Super Saiyan!"

"Huh? Oh oh oh, I didn't pay attention..."

"..."

At this time...

The door of the Guixian hut was kicked open.

Bang.

The blond-haired Lan Qi came out from inside holding a submachine gun.

He looked fierce.

"What's the noise! ​​It doesn't make people sleep well!"

da da da da-

The submachine gun bullets hit Kelin, Guixianren, and the old turtle.

"Fuck!"

"Lan Qi has transformed again!"

.........

Jiang Ling Entertainment Global Co., Ltd.

A towering mansion.

There are four big gilded characters hanging on it.

Jiang Ling Entertainment!

In just a few years, it has become a holy place for global stars.

The "Jiang Award" held has become an award pursued by actors and singers all over the world.

The singer who won the "Jiangjiang Award" is called the Queen of the Song Dynasty, and the actor is called the Queen of the Movie King.

The gold content of the "Jiang Award" is unmatched by other awards.

The building is very busy.

The people who come in and out are all handsome men and beautiful women.

If the appearance is not good, it is the acting skills and singing voice are outstanding..

In the president's office hanging in it.

Yamucha sat on the desk, processing the documents.

"Ah Kun applied for a concert?"

Yamcha thought of the chicken-headed animal man who was half-human and half-animal.

This animal is quite popular.

It's a good choice for a concert.

"Still want to apply for a new song?"

Yamucha frowned. He knew that the new song was not referring to anything else, but a new song written and composed by Jiang Ling himself.

But Jiang Ling hasn't written lyrics or composed music for a long time...

"Just wait, ask Jiang Ling next time."

After editing the file.

The female secretary came over wearing an OL short skirt and gently massaged Yamcha.

"Brother Cha, don't be too tired."

"Oh, there's no way, I still owe a whole lot of debt."

"With your status, if you leak some resources casually, or favor one of the singers and actors, if you release the news, they will definitely send money up, and you still need to worry about money?"

"You don't understand, Jiang Ling can leave this matter to me, and I will do it well... Besides, he pays a lot of money, but I spend too much money..."

"Let's not talk about this, Brother Cha, there is no one at my house tonight..."

"Oh?"

Yamcha touched the female secretary Bai Nen's little hand.

Suddenly my heart felt hot.

Looking at the secretary's big ass twisting and twisting, Yamucha's mouth curled into a smile.

His method, hooking up with a secretary, is still easy to catch.

It's just a small use of status.

Jiang Ling shouldn't blame him, right?

Yamcha and the secretary's body got closer and closer.

Just as he was about to take the next step, there was a knock on the door.

Da da da.

Yamcha panicked.

Press the secretary down and let her hide under the desk.

"Come in."

Yamcha coughed lightly.

A middle-aged man came in, holding a file.

"President, let me report on the company's recent situation."

"Well... you say."

Yamcha calms down.

With the report of the middle-aged man, time passed bit by bit, which lasted for half an hour.

Yamcha's expression became more and more strange.

"Well, President, what's wrong with your face, are you sick, do you need me to call the doctor?"

"Well...not needed for now, have you finished reporting yet?"

"It's over. Since I don't need a doctor, I'll go back to work."

"it is good."

As the middle-aged man left, Yamcha pulled the woman up.

"You, you will play tricks."

"Hey, just say how comfortable you are."

"Ahem, it's quite comfortable."

"Then...Brother Cha, I recently fell in love with a bag..."

"Forehead..."

Suddenly, Yamcha was taken aback.

Turning to look out the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"This breath... well, the gap with them is getting bigger and bigger."

"Why, my family members don't know, I practiced so hard, picked up girls, I sweated so much, but my strength..."

Yamcha muttered to himself.

The woman was still talking: "Brother Cha, are you listening to me?"

"Oh, do you not love me anymore, you don't even buy me a bag, hum!"

Yamucha quickly comforted, "Buy it! Definitely buy it! I'll go to your house tonight..."

"Hmm~"

......

In Jiang Ling's small villa.

Jiang Ling was concentrating on something.

He firmly believes.

The person who really loves you will not make your eyes wet.

So, he's washing Bulma's hair!

Simply washing your hair.

Recently, I have been obsessed with cultivation, and the number of times I pay public food has decreased a lot.

Two Bulmas per person once a day only.

not much!

"Jiang Ling, I think..."

"No, you don't want to!"

Jiang Ling said righteously.

"Hmph, if you don't want to, don't want to!"

Bulma pouted.

this is.

A voice sounded from outside the villa.

"Hahaha, Jiang Ling, come out and get beaten!"

The corner of Jiang Ling's mouth twitched, "It's finally here."