Chapter 92

Speaking of this, Han Dongcai remembered the purpose of his trip. He quickly dragged Wang Zhongding to a cool chair and said solemnly, "I'll sing a song specially written for you. After listening to it, you will know my creative level." Wang Zhongding remembered Han Dong's "* * song" and waved his hand to stop it. "You don't have to sing. I know what your level is." "Don't come to a conclusion so quickly. Let's hear it." Han Dong made a confident and cool gesture. Wang Zhongding sat down reluctantly. Han Dong holds his guitar on his body and sits opposite Wang Zhongding. The bright starry sky, the quiet roof, the eyes looking at each other, and the wonderful notes flowing from the fingertips "The red line in Yuelao's hand, we hold half by ourselves. I tell you it's fate, but you say it's bullshit..." Wang Zhongding, "..." Han Dong didn't realize Wang Zhongding's cramped face. He continued to sing, "escape in the daytime, betray at night, and be duplicative. How far away are you, please..." Wang Zhongding, "..." Finally to the chorus part, Han Dongmeng nodded, full of enthusiasm gushed out, "L ~ love ~ you ~ my ~ little ~ middle..." Wang Zhongding pulled Han Dong up and said, "go, go back to bed. Don't say anything. I'll take you to the new cast audition tomorrow..." "No way!" Han Dong died and didn't go, "you listen to me first, there's still a paragraph." "I heard you sing and I jumped down." Wang Zhongding is quite tough. Han Dong hugged Wang Zhongding's arm and grinned, "you don't want to compare the words in the lyrics. You mainly listen to the artistic conception. Do you know the artistic conception? How about listening to my composition again? If you still have this attitude after listening to the music arrangement, then I will give up completely... " Wang Zhongding looked at Han Dong's eagerness to be affirmed. He couldn't bear to hurt his enthusiasm, so he sat back. Han Dong cleared his throat and stressed again, "this is mainly about music arrangement, mainly about music arrangement!" Soon, the music started again, and Han Dong hummed happily with his eyes closed. The result hum less than half a minute and let Wang Zhongding to pull up, this time even took the guitar. "Why? Can you give me a reason? " Han Dong is indignant. Wang Zhongding was more angry than he was, "why? The two times of singing are not the same. Do you have the face to ask for a reason? " Han Dong also wants to quibble, but Wang Zhongding takes him up and forces him to the elevator. As the elevator goes down slowly, Han Dong suddenly becomes very honest. Wang Zhongding slightly side head, "this time how not noisy?" "It's not easy to lie on you. Why make trouble? What if you put me down? " Han Dong laughs. Wang Zhongding made an effort to put him down. As a result, the goods crawled back with their waist between them, and they stayed for a long time. Almost out of the elevator, Han Dong just said: "I can't swallow this breath." Wang Zhongding's arm around Han Dong was obviously stiff. Han Dong jumps down from him and looks at Wang Zhongding. The sense of playfulness in his eyes fades away, leaving him full of persistence and seriousness. "I'm going to write a better play and compete with him." "Don't get angry with your acting career." "I only ask you to give me three days. Don't force me to make arrangements for these three days. When I get the script to you in three days, you'll know if I'm angry. " With that, Han Dong left without looking back. The next morning, before dawn, Yu Ming's phone rang. Han Dong has better ears than him. Before Yu Ming answers the phone, Han Dong goes to the door to listen. "This morning? Let me see. I'll text you when I have time. " Hearing the sound of the bed, Han Dong quickly went back. Yu Ming is washing when he hears Han Dong calling him next door. "Ming'er, come and do me a favor." Yu Ming put down his mouthwash cup and came to Han Dong's room, "what are you doing?" "Help me put on the quilt cover, I won't put on this." Han Dong hands Yu Ming the quilt cover he just removed. Yu Ming has a disdainful expression. You are stupid! Not even a quilt cover. Han Dong takes advantage of Yu Mingtao's quilt cover and sneaks into his room to have a look at his mobile phone. The phone number displayed on it is the one he remembered yesterday. Just that number sent a text message to come over, Han Dong opened and scanned the address above. "Han Dong..." Yu Ming called in the next room, "set it up." Han Dong quickly put down his mobile phone and went back to his room like no one else, "thank you." After breakfast, Yu Mingmo went out quietly. About twenty minutes later, Han Dong went out of the door in silence. At the same address, two people arrive one after the other. When Han Dong arrived, he found Yu Ming chatting with a man in front of a hotel. The man was wearing sunglasses. Han Dong couldn't see what he looked like. He only knew that he was a man. In the process of their conversation, the man has been trying to touch Yu Ming, and Yu Ming has escaped. "It's clear whether you want money or borrow money." Xia Hongwei focuses on Yu Ming. Yu Ming is very clear tone, "borrow money." Xia Hongwei laughed at that time, "you lose money when you play in movies, and you want to invest in making movies?" "Can you borrow it or not?" Yu Ming asked. Xia Hongwei said: "I don't lend you money, I only give you money. If you want it, don't forget it. " Yu Ming stares at Xia Hongwei coldly, but Xia Hongwei just takes it as a teaser. He blows a breath in his ear and says, "if you can't borrow money from me, I'm sure you can't borrow any money from anyone." Yu Ming was stiff faced and did not speak. Xia Hongwei bit his lip. Yu Ming obviously dodged, but he didn't. Xia Hongwei put his hand on his shoulder again and forced his body to face the hotel door with a force that could not be disobeyed. Then he walked in step by step. Han Dong's heart is so tight that he always feels that Yu Ming's situation is not as good as that spread outside. Although he knew what Yu Ming was doing when he entered the hotel, Han Dong secretly followed him out of curiosity and worry. Xia Hongwei walks all the way with Yu Ming in his arms, and Han Dong follows him all the way behind him. When he comes to the door, he has no idea. This is a deluxe suite with four or five rooms. The bedroom is in the innermost part and the sound insulation effect is so good that obviously nothing can be found. I thought I would wait until they came out to see the real face of the rich man, but suddenly a waiter came with a cleaning car. Han Dongxin has a plan and pulls the waiter into the bathroom. It took a long time for Han Dong to persuade the waiter to take off his work clothes and borrow them for his own use. Then he pushed his cleaning car and pretended to be a waiter to enter the luxury suite. Maybe Xia Hongwei is a frequent visitor here, so when Han Dong comes in, Xia Hongwei doesn't even come out for a while. Han Dong cleans up outside. He just goes to make out with his little face paralyzed. Han Dong rubbed to the bedroom door, the door is open, Han Dong gently opened a small crack, eyes aimed at the scene inside, can't help shaking. Yu Ming was stripped naked and tied directly to the bed. According to Han Dong's observation, Yu Ming's expression is not like a love game between lovers, but a forced trade. Han Dong couldn't figure out why Yu Ming had to sacrifice himself so much? Is he ambitious? Does he really want to be red? At least Han Dong didn't see it. In that case, why did he do it? "Ah..." With a cry of pain, Han Dong's blood pressure suddenly jumped up, and he couldn't bear it for a moment. He rolled his sleeve and clenched his fist, and in his heart he cried out: ming'er! Brother came to save you! As a result, Han Dong was petrified before one foot entered. Because he saw Xia Hongwei's face! That familiar, handsome face! At that time, Han Dong's legs softened and he slipped to the ground. Why Why is it him again Why my benefactor, his brother Ming'er, I'm sorry for you! Han Dong ran away. Not long after returning to the dormitory, er Lei came in with a big box. "What is it?" Han Dong wondered. Er Lei said, "open it yourself." Han Dong was stunned when he opened it. In the blue velvet box, there was a very exquisite guitar. "Mr. Wang gave it to you." Said Er Lei. Han Dong's psychological trauma in the hotel was instantly cured.