Speaking of this, Han Dong remembered the purpose of his trip, and hurriedly dragged Wang Zhongding to sit down on the cool chair beside him, and said solemnly: "I will sing a song specially written for you. After listening to it, you will know My level of creativity."
Wang Zhongding immediately remembered the "Song of Calling Bed" that Han Dong made up at the beginning, and waved his hand to stop it, "You don't have to sing, I know your level."
"Don't jump to conclusions so quickly, let's talk after listening." Han Dong made a confident and cool gesture.
Wang Zhongding reluctantly sat down.
Han Dong slung the guitar on his body and sat opposite Wang Zhongding. The bright starry sky, the quiet roof, the staring eyes, the wonderful notes flowing from the fingertips...
"The red thread in Yuelao's hand, we each hold half of it. I told you it was fate, but you said it was nonsense..."
Wang Zhongding, "..."
Han Dong didn't notice Wang Zhongding's cramped face at all, and continued to sing, "Escape during the day, betray at night, duplicity, please go as far as you can..."
Wang Zhongding, "..."
Finally at the chorus part, Han Dong nodded fiercely, bursting out with enthusiasm, "l~love~you~my~little~zhongzhong..."
Wang Zhongding pulled Han Dong up, "Let's go, go back to sleep quickly, don't say anything, I will take you to the audition for the new crew tomorrow..."
"No!" Han Dong refused to leave, "Listen to me first, there is still a part to go."
"I jumped off after I heard you sing." Wang Zhongding's attitude was quite tough.
Han Dong hugged Wang Zhongding's arm and rubbed it facelessly, "Don't be serious about a certain word in the lyrics, you mainly listen to the artistic conception, do you know the artistic conception? Listen to my arrangement again, okay? If you listen to the arrangement or still With this attitude, I will completely give up..."
Seeing Han Dong's eagerness to be affirmed, Wang Zhongding couldn't bear to dampen his enthusiasm, so he bit the bullet and sat back.
Han Dong cleared his throat and emphasized again, "This is mainly about the arrangement, mainly about the arrangement!"
Soon, the music started again, and Han Dong closed his eyes and hummed in enjoyment.
In the end, after humming for less than half a minute, Wang Zhongding pulled it up again, and this time even took the guitar away.
"Why? Can you give me a reason?" Han Dong was indignant.
Wang Zhongding was even angrier than him, "Reason? You sang in different tunes twice, do you still have the face to ask for a reason?"
Han Dong still wanted to quibble, but Wang Zhongding picked him up without any explanation, and forced him onto the elevator.
As the elevator descended slowly, Han Dong suddenly became very honest.
Wang Zhongding tilted his head slightly, "Why aren't you making a fuss this time?"
"It's hard to get on top of you, why are you making trouble? What if you put me down?" Han Dong laughed.
Wang Zhongding made a gesture to put him down, but the guy crawled back with his waist between his arms, and stayed there forever.
Almost out of the elevator, Han Dong said, "I can't swallow this breath."
Wang Zhongding's arm around Han Dong visibly stiffened.
Han Dong jumped down from his body and looked at Wang Zhongding fixedly. The playfulness in his eyes faded away, leaving only persistence and seriousness.
"I'm going to write a better script and compete with him."
"Don't get mad at your acting career."
"I just ask you to give me three days. Don't force me to make arrangements for these three days. When I bring the script to you in three days, you will know if I am angry."
After saying this, Han Dong left without looking back.
The next morning, before dawn, Yu Ming's phone rang. Han Dong was better than his ears. Before Yu Ming answered the phone, Han Dong lay down at the door to listen.
"This morning? Let me take a look. I'll text you when I have time."
Hearing the sound of the bed, Han Dong quickly got back.
Yu Ming was washing up when he suddenly heard Han Dong calling him from the next door.
"Ming'er, come here and do me a favor."
Yu Ming put down his mouthwash cup and walked towards Han Dong's room, "What are you doing?"
"Help me put the quilt cover on, I won't put this on." Han Dong handed the quilt cover he had just removed to Yu Ming.
Yu Ming had a contemptuous expression, you're so stupid! Not even a quilt cover.
Taking advantage of Yu Ming's time while putting on the quilt, Han Dong sneaked into his room and looked at his phone. The phone number displayed on it was the one he remembered yesterday. It just so happened that a text message was sent from that number, Han Dong opened it and glanced at the address above.
"Han Dong..." Yu Ming called out from the next door, "It's done."
Han Dong hurriedly put down his phone, and returned to his room as if nothing had happened, "Thank you."
After breakfast, Yu Ming went out in silence. About twenty minutes later, Han Dong also went out the door in silence. The same address, two people arrived one after the other.
When Han Dong arrived, he found Yu Ming chatting with someone at the door of a hotel. That man was wearing sunglasses, Han Dong couldn't see what he looked like, he only knew he was a man. During the conversation between the two, the man kept trying to touch Yu Ming, but Yu Ming avoided him.
"Whether you want to borrow money or ask for money, make it clear." Xia Hongwei stared at Yu Ming intently.
Yu Ming said in a clear tone, "Borrow money."
Xia Hongwei laughed at that time, "You lost money acting in the movie yourself, and you still want to invest in making movies?"
"Do you want to borrow it?" Yu Ming asked directly.
Xia Hongwei said: "I don't lend you money, I just give you money. If you want it, then forget it."
Yu Ming stared coldly at Xia Hongwei, but Xia Hongwei only took it as a tease, and blew in his ear, saying, "If you can't borrow money from me, I can guarantee that who do you borrow money from?" Don’t even think about borrowing a penny.”
Yu Ming kept his face sullen and didn't speak.
Xia Hongwei bit his lips.
Yu Ming obviously dodged, but he didn't dodge. Xia Hongwei put his hands on his shoulders again, twisting his body with an undeniable force to face the hotel entrance, and then he walked in step by step.
Han Dong's heart clenched tightly, and he always felt that Yu Ming's situation was not as easy as it was rumored. Although he knew what Yu Ming was doing in the hotel, out of curiosity and worry, Han Dong followed him in secretly.
Xia Hongwei walked all the way with Yu Ming in his arms, and Han Dong followed him all the way, until the door was completely lost. This is a luxurious suite with four or five rooms, the bedroom is at the innermost, and the sound insulation is so good, obviously nothing can be detected.
I thought I had to wait until the two came out to get a glimpse of the rich man's true face, but suddenly a waiter came over pushing a cleaning cart. Han Dong had a plan and hurriedly dragged the waiter into the bathroom.
It took a lot of effort before Han Dong persuaded the waiter to take off his work clothes and borrow them for himself, and then pushed his cleaning cart into the luxury suite pretending to be a waiter.
Probably Xia Hongwei was a frequent visitor here, so Xia Hongwei didn't even come out when Han Dong entered the door, and let Han Dong clean up outside, he just paralyzed inside with the little face he was thinking about and made out.
Han Dong wiped it until he reached the door of the bedroom. The door was ajar. Han Dong gently pushed open a small crack, his eyes caught the scene inside, and he couldn't help being stunned.
Yu Ming was stripped naked and tied directly to the bed. According to Han Dong's observation, Yu Ming's expression was definitely not like a sex game between lovers, but a physical transaction under coercion.
Han Dong couldn't figure it out, why did Yu Ming sacrifice himself so much? Does he have ambitions? Does he really want to be popular? At least Han Dong didn't see it. If so, why would he do it
"ah… "
With a cry of pain, Han Dong's blood pressure shot up, and he couldn't bear it anymore. Rolling up his sleeves and clenching his fists, he shouted in his heart: Ming'er! Brother is here to save you!
As a result, before one foot could step in, Han Dong was petrified.
Because he saw Xia Hongwei's face!
That face that seemed familiar, so handsome that his face was covered with blood!
Han Dong's legs were weak at that time, and he slipped to the ground. Why... why is it him again... why is it my benefactor and his brother...
Ming'er, I'm sorry for you!
Han Dong just ran away.
Not long after returning to the dormitory, Er Lei walked in with a big box in his arms.
"What?" Han Dong wondered.
Er Lei said, "Open it and see for yourself."
Han Dong was stunned when he opened it. Inside the blue box covered with velvet lay a beautifully crafted guitar.
"Boss Wang gave it to you." Er Lei said.
The psychological trauma that Han Dong suffered in the hotel was healed in an instant.