Hearing He Tiancheng's answer, Tang Yukang's panicked and vigilant heart slowly settled down.
Oh, it turns out that Shen Hao wrote this song.
If this is the case, then the suspicion that He Tiancheng is a traverser can be ruled out.
Tang Yukang knows a little bit about Shen Hao.
He knew that Shen Hao was originally an internet writer who wrote novels. He Tiancheng took a fancy to him and signed a contract with a media company.
After he was signed by He Tiancheng's media company, he died before he made his official debut.
On the day of his death, He Tiancheng also held a small concert for him. It is rumored that he wrote very good songs, and he was also very good at singing.
So if he wrote it, Tang Yukang would not have to worry.
Upon hearing this, Lin Wanqing nodded thoughtfully, "That's it..."
Seeing Lin Wanqing's reaction to He Tiancheng sing a song, Tang Yukang became unhappy again when he recovered.
Lin Wanqing was the woman he was sure to win, and the murder tonight was mainly for her, so how could Tang Yukang watch Lin Wanqing pay such attention to He Tiancheng?
So he immediately interjected and deliberately said: "So you didn't write this song, I thought you were as original as me."
Had it not been for Tang Yukang's plan to kill He Tiancheng on the Jingyun ship today, he would have wanted to ridicule directly at the moment.
Thinking of drinking He Tiancheng for a while, Tang Yukang could only pretend to be a little bit, not to make the relationship so tense.
But Lin Wanqing and the others are not fools, how can they not understand the meaning of Tang Yukang's words.
When Lin Wanqing heard that Tang Yukang started to mock He Tiancheng deliberately, realizing that her question was easily misunderstood, she immediately explained to He Tiancheng: "Oh, that, I actually didn't mean that this song was not written by you, it's not good."
"I just think that if you write such a good lyrics, then you are too powerful."
"You already have such a professional singing skill. If you have such a strong ability to write lyrics and arrange music, it would be a pity that you don't become a singer."
The appreciation in Lin Wanqing's eyes is even stronger.
She had never seen such a capable and talented man.
She is looking forward to it, really looking forward to what surprises He Tiancheng will bring to her next.
Hearing this, Tang Yukang was taken aback, what the hell?
Isn't it okay if he didn't write it?
Why is Lin Wanqing's attitude toward him and He Tiancheng so different?
Tang Yukang clearly knew that if he was hammered to death by He Tiancheng in a bar before, it was someone else's writing, then he must be completely finished.
But now, He Tiancheng said that it was not the lyrics he wrote, and Lin Wanqing was afraid that he would think too much, so she quickly explained it?
It can be seen from this incident that he has completely lost Lin Wanqing's favor.
Now, in her eyes, all are He Tiancheng who exudes charm.
This He Tiancheng...must die!
"Being a singer, that's boring."
"I have enough money, so I am not interested in money at all now."
"And it's not a good thing to be famous, you have to be stared at everything you do."
He Tiancheng smiled faintly, obviously not worried about what he sang so well.
This is just one of his many skills, nothing to show off.
With his attitude, compared with Tang Yukang's previous pride, the gap suddenly widened.
The captain's dinner was about to end. He Tiancheng was still waiting for Tang Yukang's conspiracy to be revealed, so he took the initiative to mention drinking.
"Come on, I think a lot of people have gone out, let's go out with some more drinks."
"It's very tired today, I plan to go back and rest soon."
Sure enough, when Tang Yukang heard this, he immediately answered: "Yes, right, come, let's have a drink together."
"You are waiting here, I'll get the wine."
The current position is in the corner, so the wine is not easy to get, so Tang Yukang logically went to get the wine.
Tang Yukang, who originally cared about the image, came over now with the dinner plate, looking like a waiter.
He Tiancheng did not speak, but quietly watched him perform.
Isn’t the purpose of drinking alcohol to get yourself drunk?
What then?
He Tiancheng also wanted to see what he wanted to do.
When Tang Yukang put down the wine and Lin Qiaoqiao was about to take the wine glass, he suddenly found that there was a bottle of vodka that had just been opened, and two empty glasses.
The alcohol concentration of this vodka is nearly 60 degrees, and most people will definitely get drunk if they drink it. She immediately asked: "Don't you drink red wine? What are you doing with this wine?"
"Oh, when I took the wine, I saw a bottle of vodka. I drink this with Mr. He. You still drink your red wine."
With that, Tang Yukang looked at He Tiancheng and confirmed: "All right?"
He Tiancheng hurriedly refused when he heard the words, "No way, no way, I drink too badly, this alcohol is so high, I can't drink two glasses before I get drunk."
"Isn't it okay to go back to sleep when I'm drunk? And I have already started the wine. If you don't drink it, I can't finish it alone. Isn't this a waste?"
Tang Yukang said, he immediately poured the already-prepared wine into the goblet, and he did not give He Tiancheng a chance to refuse.
"Ah, let's do it..."
Lin Wanqing frowned slightly when she saw it.
She just wanted to say something, but seeing that He Tiancheng seemed to have compromised, there was no good intervention.
Although she didn't know what medicine Tang Yukang sold in the gourd, why he had to let He Tiancheng drink now, but she thought about it and she should be fine.
After a while, He Tiancheng was drunk, so let him go back to sleep.
The suites all have private butlers, and He Tiancheng wouldn't have anything wrong.
The public security management on the Jingyun is still good.
With such thoughts, Lin Wanqing could only take the cup that belonged to him, and watched Tang Yukang pour He Tiancheng wine.
"Anyway, after I finished singing this song today, I had a lot of feelings. It's okay to drink more tonight!"
He Tiancheng looked unprepared. After Tang Yukang finished pouring the wine, he directly picked up the most cup and held it in his hand.
"Come on, cheers!"