After Bolan, who was a little wilted, returned to the room, Dazi lay on the bed.

Accompanied by the sound of rushing water when Qin Zhen was taking a bath, Bolan closed her eyes and emptied her brain.

At this time, the landline in the room rang, and the young lady at the front desk said that someone was looking for Bolan and asked her to go to the lobby.

Outsiders are not allowed to come in to visit the competition, and players are not allowed to go out without permission. Bolan only thought that a staff member was looking for her to have something.

When she went downstairs, she saw the tall and handsome blue figure, and Bolan couldn't help but be stunned.

Cen Xing? He was also wearing a blue suit when he was supporting, as refreshing as the blue sky, and like a dragon swimming in the sea.

"Come with me." Cen Xing's words were concise and to the point.

Walk? Whether it is to come to visit without permission or to take the players away, it is against the law.

Bolan subconsciously looked at the young lady at the front desk, she knew this rule.

Could it be that Cen Xing is too handsome, she was so fascinated that she decided to open the net?

As soon as this idea came up, Bolan quickly denied it.

Cen Xing is not a handsome guy at first sight in the traditional sense, his charm comes more from the feeling of talent in his gestures.

He is also very attractive, the more he looks at it, the more he tastes it, and the more he looks at it, the more he looks at it.

Stop!

Bolan, who found that she was secretly rubbing and turning on the fan girl mode, hurriedly shook her head, hoping that she could be sober.

The young lady at the front desk smiled and said, "Go ahead, the program team agreed." ”

Bolan was about to speak, but Cen Xing suddenly walked in front of her with long legs, walked in front of her in three or two steps, grabbed her wrist and led her out, and there was some eagerness in her voice: "Let's go." ”

This sudden move startled Bolan, and the moment her skin touched, Bolan had a feeling of being struck by lightning, and there seemed to be an electric current swimming throughout the whole process.

She forgot what she was going to say, and followed Cen Xing away in a daze.

A black Lamborghini was parked outside, and the well-trained driver was about to go around the car door, when he saw his young master naturally pull the car door, and the other hand, which was originally holding the girl, raised it above the girl's head, and gentlemanly invited her into the car.

Seeing this, the driver's eyes widened in surprise.

The children of wealthy families have learned etiquette and norms very well since childhood. Cen Xing is naturally no exception, it is nothing more than whether he is willing to do it or not.

This is the first time that his young master has treated a girl like this.

By the way, it seems that the two of them were still holding hands just now?

Seeing that his young master was unapologetic to He Qianjin, the driver once thought that he had another secret, but it turned out that he just didn't meet someone he liked before!

Now that the Iron Tree has finally bloomed, the driver can't help but look at the object of the Iron Tree's favor. At this glance, I was shocked again.

This girl is quite fat, her appearance or something, she is hidden in the fat, and she can't see it for the time being.

In terms of appearance, it is clear that He Qianjin has won completely.

Tsk, it turns out that the young master is good at this.

After the quick gossip in his heart, the driver drove the car out calmly.

"Where are we going?" Bolan's fluttering mood finally calmed down.

"Rongcheng Hotel, my room."

This answer made Bolan choke on the air, covering her mouth and coughing.

The driver also raised his eyebrows, either he didn't make a move, or he went directly to the room, the young master was so fierce!

Turning his mind to look at the strong Bolan like a cow, and then at the young master who is like a green bamboo, he was a little worried, the little girl didn't seem to know, if she didn't want to, could the young man beat her?

Soon the car drove to the front of the Rongcheng Hotel, and the driver watched the two leave with a worried face, hoping that when he came over again, he would still see the young master with all the beards and tails.

Bolan calmly followed behind Cen Xing. Cen Xing swiped the card, and the elevator went all the way up, stopping on the top floor, and went straight to the presidential suite.

Having seen Cen Xing's handwriting when he responded, Bolan was not surprised that he would be so entrenched.

And the reason why he found himself, Bolan also quickly reacted, it must be related to music.

In this case, there is no need to twist yourself. Think of it as talking about work.

Entering the door, Cen Xing handed Bolan a glass of honey light lemonade, and walked with her to the study, saying as he walked, "Did today's support scare you?" ”

Bolan smiled: "It's a bit of a surprise beyond expectations." ”

"Well, I think you almost forgot your words at the time." Cen Xing sat on the carpet and beckoned Bolan to sit down as well, "It's my fault that it affects your game again." I'll be responsible. ”

？？

Bolan wants to say where is this? It's too late to thank you, what is there to be responsible for, but when the words come to your lips, what comes out is: "How to be responsible?" ”

Cen Xing glanced at Bolan with a smile, and seemed to be very satisfied with her reaction: "I said that I was good to enter the top 10 and gave you the song, I decided to send it to you in advance." ”

Bolan was stunned.

Cen Xing's statement of "Doctor of Music" is outside, and the songs he wrote say that the good ones are the high and low songs, and to put it bluntly, no one wants to listen to them.

In this case, it doesn't seem like a good thing to send songs in advance, right?

Is this sure you are responsible?

There was a hint of embarrassment in the air. After struggling for a moment, Bolan said against his will: "Then listen to it." ”

If he refuses, he will be sad and sad. After all, she already secretly liked him, and Bolan couldn't bear such a thing to happen.

Cen Xing's eyes lit up, leaned over and took his laptop, and clicked on the demo of a song.

The sound of strange music instantly filled.

First, there was the fast-paced music, the drums were dense, and there seemed to be the sound of some weapons colliding. Then, suddenly, there was a soft piano playing, which was very beautiful and beautiful, but it appeared extremely bizarrely.

The melodious piano sound disappeared again, and the sound of drums, weapons, and even the erhu gradually sounded. There is a sense of chaos, ferocity, and brainwashing.

It's really weird! Bolan had never heard such an inexplicable melody.

However, it's also really good!

The more she listened, the more excited she became, and when she even felt her blood jumping up and down, she couldn't wait to get up and jump.

"Nice! Where are the lyrics? Bolan urged with an eager face and shiny eyes.

Cen Xing handed her the lyrics.

"Chinese nunchucks", this is the title of the song.

No wonder there is the sound of weapons colliding, it turns out that the answer is in the title of the song.

After reading the lyrics once, Bolan couldn't help but read them again from the beginning.

"Use the nunchuck, hum, hey

Those who practice martial arts must remember that benevolence is invincible

……

He is upright and upright

……”

The lyrics are also very well written, with a little bit of promoting Chinese culture, but it is not a textbook-style indoctrination. A song with a lot of burning and connotation.

Who said that the songs written by Cen Xing are hard to listen to? Bolan simply blew the song.

Bolan looked at Cen Xing with some respect in her eyes: "I like it very much, thank you." ”

Cen Xing smiled, and for the first time he smiled so much that he showed a row of white teeth, like a row of little white doves ready to fly.

"I knew it." He whispered.

I knew you would understand my music.

Bolan didn't hear clearly: "What? ”

Cen Xing rubbed Bolan's hair: "It's nothing, sing well." ”

So, a man and a woman, a lonely man and a widow, spent one night together in purity in a hotel room.

Don't cover the quilt, pure singing.