MTL - Godly Stay-Home Dad-Chapter 87 Finally appeared

Zhang Han was furious and broke up with Jolo Lolo. He found Lin Jie with a few brothers that night.

Against the face of Lin Jie’s smiling face, he also interrupted Lin Jie’s arm. The matter was crushed by Zhang Han’s father Zhang You, but the good times were not long, less than a month, Zhang Han’s The parents were missing, and the second uncle Zhang Nan was in the upper position. Not long after, many people led by Lin Jie began to make trouble, causing Zhang Han to be driven out of the family.

If it was not later that Dong Hukeng’s serious injury left Beijing, if it was later jumped over the cliff, Zhang Han would not accidentally enter the Xiuxianjie, and would not become the famous Hanyang Xianjun.

After reading the news from Jolo, Zhang Han just smiled.

Now these people have no connection with Zhang Han, even if they say that they have broken the sky, Zhang Han will not have any mood swings, but this Jololo, there is really perseverance, the news is more than five years, even the special and male Friends go to bed, but no one.

After reading these messages, it feels like watching a movie. It’s really a life like a play, it’s all about acting!

Directly open the mailbox, Zhang Han found a scene more interesting.

The inbox of the mailbox is also like the case of Jolo Lol. A long piece was sent by a person named Li Fan. After reading the information, Zhang Han couldn’t help but shook his head.

"Mr. Is it? I am Li Qian, the agent of Xue Qian."

"Hello, Mr. Hanyang, are you here? Your penguin software has set up a friend who refuses to add it. I can't add you."

"Sir, when you have time, add my number, 6636XXXX, or call me."

"Mr. Have you seen my mail? Sir, please reply me, I want to talk to you about the actor song."

"My God, sir, it’s been two days. Why are you still not here?"

"Seeking a reply, asking for a reply, asking for a reply, God, when are you going online? Please reply me quickly."

"Brother, brother, big brother, brother, younger brother must be anxious to die, and I will burst when I wait."

"..."

A long e-mail, this Li Fan's language reveals a strong resentment.

Zhang Han is somewhat puzzled. He has marked the price himself. What else should he do so urgently?

After thinking about it, Zhang Han did not add him or call him and responded directly to an email: "What?"

After replying to Zhang Han, I wanted to turn off the software. Now, after two o'clock in the morning, even if the night life of Xiangjiang is very rich, most people are sleeping.

Somewhat unexpectedly, when Zhang Han’s mouse was just closed in the software, a message coming to the mailbox was prompted in the lower right corner.

"Mr. Hanyang, is that you? You finally appeared! Great, please add my penguin account XXXXXXX."

Zhang Han took a look at the account, searched directly in the search bar, and clicked Add friend.

At the other end, Xue Qian’s home.

In the first two days, Xue Qiang was not in a hurry, but gradually, two days a day, Zhang Han still did not reply, and he began to worry.

It’s hard to ask for a good song, let alone the boutique of this actor, which is in line with his ideas.

Seeing him also followed the urgency, Li Fan was very helpless in his heart, Han Yang is really a good temper, did not even look at it after investing in the mailbox?

So this day, he was insomnia.

I stared at the mailbox in the middle of the night, and even if I didn't do anything, it was visually fatigued. Until one o'clock in the morning, Li Fan was a little worried and clicked on a movie that was released soon.

"Oh..."

As soon as two o'clock, Li Fan yawned and muttered: "Why did he not appear in Hanyang, hey, wait for this movie to watch, I went to sleep, so tired, tired, So sad, oh."

During the conversation, Li Fan grabbed the carbonated drink on the table and sipped a big sip.

Suddenly, a message prompting the e-mail was displayed in the lower right corner of the screen. Li Fan looked at it and saw the word 'Hot Yang' clearly above.

'Puff puff....'

Li Fan’s eyes squirmed, and all the drinks in his mouth were sprayed out. On the computer, on the keyboard, on the body, on the floor, all were.

But Li Fan didn't care about it at all. He sat up in an instant and had no sleep.

I rushed back to an email, and after a few seconds, the prompts applied by the software friend sounded up.

"Ness! Yeah!"

Li Fan clenched his fist and shouted aloud. He quickly agreed to apply for a friend and opened the chat dialog box. Li Fan was very excited to type and ask:

"Mr. Hanyang, is that you?"

"Oh no, I mean, is that song written by Mr. Han Yang?"

"Yeah." Zhang Han replied with a word.

"Mr. Han Yang is so good, the songs written are very good."

"Oh."

amount? Does he like typing chat?

Seeing such a simple answer, Li Fan thought a little confused, so he typed and asked:

"Mr. Is it convenient for you now? Can I call you to talk about the song in detail?"

After a minute, Li Fan felt that the time was very slow, the second was like the same year, and there was some confusion in his heart. Doesn't this cold sun like to communicate with others? Or is it too late to disturb him to rest? Is it that I take the liberty to call the phone number, he is not happy?

In Li Fan's brain, finally, a phone call was answered in the dialog box.

After seeing the phone number, Li Fan shocked his heart and quickly took out his mobile phone and pressed a string of phone numbers.

When he was about to call the past, Li Fan closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He spit out a long time, and his heart was excited and embarrassed. He dialed the phone number.

On the first floor of the restaurant, Zhang Han took a beer from the refrigerator, opened the drink and took two to sit back in front of the computer. After seeing the information, he sent his phone number.

Soon, the phone rang and Zhang Han picked up the phone.

"Hello, is it Mr. Hanyang?" Li Fan asked very cautiously.

"it's me."

"Great! Finally, I contacted you. That, Hanyang is your pen name? I don't know what Mr. called..." Li Fan said excitedly.

"Zhang Han."

"Mr. Zhang is good, we have seen your songs, very good, we decided to buy them, but the price..." Li Fan's tone was hesitant.

"On the money." Zhang Han stopped after waiting for Li Fan to finish.

"No, I don't mean that. I mean, you are writing a full copyright transfer. The way of this kind of transaction is not suitable for you. Otherwise, I don't know which city Mr. Zhang is. Can we pass? Let's face to face. Is it good to talk about it? Xue Qian also wants to meet with you. He wants to study and study the songs and try to present the perfect state of the song. Do you know that Mr. is convenient to meet?” Li Fan sorted out the thoughts in his heart and said .

"Also." Zhang Han thought for a moment and replied: "I am in Xiangjiang. If you want to come over, come over."

"Xiangjiang? Scorpio." Li Fan suddenly screamed and said: "Great, we are also in Xiangjiang, I don't know where the gentleman is in Xiangjiang?"

"New Moon Bay."

"Mr. ohmygod! We are in Xinyuewan now! This shows that we are too good!" Li Fan said with a pleasant surprise: "Where will we go to see you tomorrow?"

"No time to."

"No time?" Li Fan said, subconsciously said: "We will not delay the gentleman's long time, almost two hours."

"There is no time tomorrow, let's talk about it the day after tomorrow." Zhang Han replied.

"The day after tomorrow, then, then, when are we going to visit the door?" Li Fan asked.

"Morning or afternoon."

"Oh, good, then let's go the day after tomorrow, when..."

Li Fan said and suddenly heard the sound of a beep in the phone, and the phone was hung up?

Although the phone was hung up, Li Fan was still not excited. He walked back and forth in the hall for several laps, and finally stood in the window and smoked a cigarette to calm down the excitement.

This night, he is destined to sleep, and when he is excited, he wants to sleep, which is destined to be difficult.

......

At 6:20 the next morning, Meng Meng woke up the sleepy purple cicada.

During the middle of the night, Zixiao sleeps uncomfortable. Usually she likes to sleep alone in bed, or to sneak in Meng Meng, but it is a bit awkward with other people in a bed, even if she is familiar with Zhou Fei. the same.

After getting up and washing, Zi Yan took her to the living room on the second floor, and Zhang Li and Zhou Fei also packed up in their rooms.

Zhang Han heard the movement downstairs, got up and walked to the second floor, seeing Zi Yan is preparing Meng Meng to comb his hair.

"Get up early, how did you sleep last night?" Zhang Han walked over and sat next to Meng Meng, and looked at Zi Yan and asked casually.

"Fortunately, it is a little short time." Zi Yan answered.

"Well, hey, Ma Ma is what I wake up." Meng Meng said with a big eyes.

"It’s so early in the Meng Meng, I can ask my mother to get up, so good." Zhang Han said with a chuckle.

"Giggle... Ma Ma still wants to sleep late, um, the sun father will shine and shine on the little butt." Meng Meng waved her small arm.

"When you do, you can do it." Zi Yan smiled and smiled white. When she gave her her hair, she suddenly showed a light expression and said nothing: "Oh yes, Meng Meng yesterday. The hairstyle is also very beautiful. Is it for you?"

She subconsciously felt that Zhang Han, the five big three thick men, could not get such a delicate and beautiful hairstyle.

When Zhang Hangang wants to answer, Meng Meng’s little princess will rush back:

"Oh, is the cute Mickey Mouse that my sister gave me."

"Oh, Miss Sister, who is it?" Zi Yan's hand was slightly stunned, and his expression was ordinary, not salty and not light.

"Hey, Miss Sister is, a young lady who came to eat rice every day, that is, she always came, always looking for cockroaches, and I have been to the Crescent Moon Mountain twice. Well, there is one who said it and said that. Love you, too." Meng Meng thought while answering seriously.