"Lao Kong, what do you think of this Han Dong?"

In an art studio in Beijing, a thirty-five or sixteen-year-old punk young man with a punk hair played with his guitar a few times, smiled and asked the short-haired beauty opposite. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info can see he's in a good mood.

The beautiful woman named Lao Kong thought for a while and replied: "Han Dong can be said to be a rare creative music genius, his rock personality is full of personality, and he is incompatible with the academic school. He has grown up amazingly, the lyrics and interpretation of the first song "My Skateboarding Shoes" are very immature, but the second song "In the Spring" has no immature feeling at all, and there are only maturity and vicissitudes. ”

"If it weren't for his bad voice, he would probably grow into your musical rival!" Lao Kong is Wang Feng's agent Kong Jie, and her evaluation of Han Dong is not high.

"This man is young, but he is a master of hype, and it seems to me that "My Skateboarding Shoes" was named the Divine Comedy of the Year by the media. He can wrestle with the entertainment predator Apple Satellite TV, which is enough to show that he is extraordinary! ”

Wang Feng was a little displeased, he was a person who thought very highly of himself. Hearing that the agent put a fledgling newcomer on a par with him, who has been famous for a long time, I instinctively felt a little disgusted. However, after carefully tasting the agent's words, he could not refute them.

"Is it possible to dig it up and use it for us?"

"It's unlikely, this person is very purposeful and knows what he wants. He seems to have no intention of entering the entertainment industry, and I heard that the industry boss Rolling Stone Records promised to make him a post-80s Cui Jian, but he was rejected. ”

"Most importantly, he's a big fan of Hanchill."

As soon as Wang Feng heard that Han Dong was a fan of Han Han, he was no longer reluctant, "Then forget it, help me arrange a meeting with Han Han, and return him the favor." ”

As for the international chapter if you want to be red? Wang Feng thought to himself that it was a little interesting. Is a genius creator still a part-time super-quality physiognologist?

After going online with Yang Xueming, Han Dong's frequency of skipping classes has accelerated significantly, and he has itchy hands if he doesn't skip class for a day. Wang Feng promised to take him to meet Han Han in the past two days, but he decided to go to the capital to see his mother first, and by the way, see if he could catch the line of CCTV Cui Yongfang.

Han Dong's mother's surgical wound is steadily recovering, and her spirit is much better. Father Han saw him running to the hospital twice in three days, and the bull's eye glared at him to go back to study, and he didn't have to worry about the hospital.

Han Dong had no choice but to walk out of the ward. I don't know if Xie Siqi is there? He glanced through the glass window on the door to the ward where Xie Zhenghe was staying.

In addition to Xie Zhenghe, who was lying down, there was only one brightly dressed young woman in the ward, who should be Xie Siqi's sister.

Xie Zhenghe was quietly on a ventilator, and the only sound in the ward was the ticking of the detection instrument. Through future memories, Han Dong knew that this old man would only have a lifespan of more than a month at most.

He couldn't help but feel the impermanence of life. What is more impermanent is the human heart! As soon as Xie Zheng and the people left, the tea was cold. Several of his children fought upside down, and the family was ugly, and everyone in the country knew it. If you want to come to Xie Zhenghe's spirit in the sky, you can't rest in peace, right?

"Miss Xie, I'm Han Dong, I'm in the capital now, do you have time to meet?" After thinking about it, Han Dong decided to give this filial girl a hint to see if she could reverse her tragic fate.

"I don't think that's necessary, right?"

Xie Siqi directly refused. Xie Zhenghe was lying on the hospital bed and her life and death were uncertain, and she didn't have much thought about the love of her children.

"Miss Xie, I have something to tell you about your father."

Xie Siqi is weak and at an absolute disadvantage in the upcoming battle for the inheritance. Since God let Han Dong meet her, Han Dong thinks that it is necessary to remind him, whether he can seize the opportunity depends on her creation.

"Okay, you come to Dongcheng Villa in Beicheng District, I'm at home." Song Siqi didn't know if he was unsuspecting or because he trusted Han Dong very much, so he lured the wolf into the room.

The Dongcheng villa is quiet in the middle of the hustle and bustle, and it is a rare choice for the rich to buy a home in this prosperous capital. The last time Han Dong saw Xie Siqi in the hospital, he was dressed relatively ordinarily, not like he could afford to live in a mansion. Han Dong rang the doorbell in confusion.

"Come in, you don't have to change your shoes." Xie Siqi let Han Dong in with an expressionless face. Han Dong casually looked at the interior of the villa, at least more than 400 square meters, plus the yard must be five or six hundred square meters. The space is spacious, but the interior decoration is relatively simple.

Han Dong was puzzled, the owner of the general villa pays more attention to the inside, so as not to sit in a mansion but the interior is so low-key.

"Tell me, what do you want to tell me about my dad?" Xie Siqi's beautiful face has been somewhat reduced, and it seems that she is quite tormented in her heart.

Han Dong was about to warn her to be careful of Xie Zhenghe's legitimate children seeking money, when there was a crackling knock outside the door, and the electric bell was ringing non-stop, and it seemed that the people outside the door were quite anxious.

Han Dong faintly heard scolding. Xie Siqi's face darkened, and she walked over and opened the door.

"Wild seeds, what are you doing? It took so long to open the door. A young man's voice came. The young man looked inside and saw Han Dong sitting on the sofa in the living room, and couldn't help but sarcastically say, "Oh, it turned out to be a private meeting with the concubine!" I'm sorry to disturb your Yaxing. ”

There was only sarcasm on his face, not the slightest embarrassment. Xie Siqi bit her lip tightly and didn't speak, her eyes bulging and glaring at him, looking soft and weak and helpless.

Han Dong felt a little sore when he saw this. Xie Siqi doesn't care, this kid even scolded himself. He was not happy and walked over to teach him a lesson.

I wipe, Han Dong approached and found that it was not Xie Xiaomeng who was standing at the door, who was it? Xie Xiaomeng also recognized Han Dong. Nima, isn't this the kid who was nosy in the hospital last time? It turns out that you have already had an adulterous affair, and you acted well that day!

"It just so happens that your adulterer is here, and I told you to move out today. The old man's house doesn't have your share, don't worry about it as soon as possible..."Before Xie Xiaomeng finished speaking, he felt that his collar was grabbed by an iron hand, making him breathless for a while.

Han Dong lifted him into the air with a little force, and he didn't let go even if he punched and kicked. Xie Xiaomeng was short in stature, and his strength was also hollowed out by the wine, so he struggled for a long time and didn't return to the ground.

"Boy, it's okay if you're not polite to Miss Xie, Lao Tzu is not something you can insult at will." Han Dong pushed him against the wall, thanks to his head sticking out, otherwise his head would have to hit the wall hard.

Still, he felt the pain in his back. "Apologize for your foul mouth!" Han Dong stared at him murderously, he was palpitating at the sight, and whispered sorry.

Only then did Han Dong let him go. He opened his mouth wide and breathed the air of freedom greedily, and the resentment in his heart was already overflowing. Boy, you provoke me again, I won't kill you when I free my hands!

The viciousness in Xie Xiaomeng's eyes flashed away, the hero didn't suffer the loss in front of him, he felt that he was not Han Dong's opponent, and continued to be angry at Xie Siqi: "Anyway, you must move out today." Otherwise, I'll cut off the water and electricity. ”

He glanced at Han Dong in fear, for fear that he would break out and hurt people again. It's a pity that Han Dong just leaned in front of Xie Siqi and asked, "Miss Xie, this bastard bullied you again?" Do you need my help? Han Dong shook his fist, and Xie Xiaomeng shrank his head.

Xie Siqi glanced at Xie Xiaomeng contemptuously and shook his head, and unceremoniously instructed Han Dongdao, "You come to help me move!" ”

"This house was originally given to me and my mom by my dad. Now that Mom is gone, and Dad is sick and bedridden, it's time to hand it over to his master. ”

Han Dong pointed to the young man at the base of the wall, "You said he?" Xie Siqi hummed softly.

Xie Xiaomeng snorted in his nose, thinking that he knew you.

"You are also the heir to this house, why should you let it out?" Han Dong couldn't get used to Xie Xiaomeng's villainous face, and accidentally told the truth.

Xie Siqi was a little annoyed when she heard this. Han Dong consciously lost his words, "I mean this house has your share, don't give up easily." ”

"I don't want to have anything to do with them anymore, help me move." Xie Siqi's expression was very resolute.

I rub, what's going on? Didn't the news say that Xie Siqi was fighting with them? This submissive look doesn't look like it?!

Han Dong sullenly helped Xie Siqi pack up his luggage. Xie Xiaomeng crossed his arms and watched from the side, for fear that the two of them had stolen something.

Xie Siqi didn't have much luggage, except for her mother's relics, only two bags of clothes and some daily necessities. All of them add up to four large boxes.

Han Dong suddenly felt that she was quite pitiful. Even if it's for a dog, it's more than that, right?