MTL - Spoiled-Chapter 90

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Han Yun was embarrassed to say that because the show team's piano was too many times, he was not used to playing, and he did not have the habit of playing the piano in front of people. Occasionally, it was only a matter of time. It was not good to sell it. Besides, who is he qualified to listen to?

As soon as he spoke, there was a suspicious silence in the booth for a few seconds. Some people thought that he dared to take Zhao Lu's face for fear of being cold; others thought he was too arrogant, and started playing Joe when he played well ...

Seeing that Zhao Lu didn't speak, the director set aside his chopsticks and said with a round-the-circle attitude: "Xiao Han, what's the matter, Teacher Zhao is angry! When we were planning the show, we did not have the precedent of this guest to perform. We praise you. How are you ... "

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Lu interrupted him directly, displeasingly, "Isn't Teacher Han saying a lot of sense? The so-called Qin Se He Ming, Fu Qin should naturally be in harmony with his confidant."

I heard the title of "Ms. Han", and the director couldn't figure out, what is the origin of Han Yun? It was so big that Zhao Lu called him like that, and it was not changed when he heard it.

Not only that, Han Yun agreed with a smile.

The director weighed his background, raised his glass, toasted him, and rephrased: "Mr. Han's accomplishment on Guqin is quite deep. Our show group is really crouching tiger ..." He said a few A beautiful sentence, followed by Zhao Lu changed his name to "Mr. Han", making everyone look at each other, do not know what the situation is, isn't this a fourth-line model?

Han Yun shook his head when he respected the wine, and refused: "I can't drink after I drive."

This is the first time that he has participated in a dinner of this nature. He doesn't know the wine table culture, and others can't quit toasting.

But Han Yun really doesn't love wine, he has a shadow about this.

The director insisted: "Oh! Call for a driver! Now you can take a taxi and go home. Besides, your car was parked on the TV station. Why didn't I see you driving just now? ? "

The people at the table persuaded the wine so hard that Han Yun was not determined enough, so he took a few sips with a wine glass, which was quite delicious, but it was sweet.

It's so sweet, it doesn't taste alcohol, shouldn't it be intoxicating?

Because he did not have the habit of drinking, he had no contact with any mojito or cocktail in the bar before. When he works abroad, he never goes to bars with people, and he doesn't even know that red wine has great power, and he no longer cares about it, he simply opens up to drink.

Between the tables and jokes, someone suddenly came in from the outside.

As a result, the private room suddenly became quiet again, and someone cried in surprise: "General Zhai?"

Immediately afterwards, everyone turned to look at Zheng Zhiwen again. After all, everyone in the rumor circle knew that Zheng Zhiwen was able to get fire because of the gold master, who is big enough.

The gold master is the "Zhai Zong" in front of him. He is tall and tall. He looks like a handsome guy in the CEO heap. He is still unmarried in his forties, and even invested hundreds of millions of movies for Zheng Zhiwen.

Zheng Zhiwen was also stunned and became a little nervous, and wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.

The director was flushed, and stood up and said, "Why are you here, Mr. Zhai?"

"Just here for dinner, come and see."

The director's heart was clear, and he immediately smiled and said, "Is Zhai coming over for a few drinks?"

A table of people tacitly began to move their positions, leaving Zeng Teng a vacant seat beside Zheng Zhiwen.

After President Zhai sat down, he said, "You go on, don't care about me." After that, he went to bite his ears with Zheng Zhiwen, and said while smoking, "You said you were wronged, what wronged you?"

In fact, they drink at the dining table, but never smoke, because there are ladies in the crew of the show group, and they do n’t know the smell of cigarettes. Besides, there are a few characters on the wall that are forbidden to smoke, but the current smoker is President Zhai. No one said anything.

Hearing his questioning, Zheng Zhiwen nodded and shook his head again. President Zhai looked up at Han Yun who drank himself, his face was slightly frizzy, and his hair was slightly curly. His eyes flashed with surprise: "He?"

Zheng Zhiwen didn't notice: "Go back and talk."

Because we know President Zhai's identity, everyone is somewhat restrained and not as lively as before. Only the Han Yun is not affected. One is because he doesn't know this person, and even if he knows it, he won't care.

He mixed the topic of not being in the entertainment industry, so he basically didn't speak, let alone that Zhai, who was next to Zheng Zhiwen, had noticed him. At this point, he already wanted to leave, feeling boring, and was about to stand up to leave, Zhao Lu pulled him a moment and motioned him to look at his mobile phone.

Han Yun understood what he meant, and looking down at the news, Zhao Lu said, "Don't go first. When I leave, you can stand up and say you want to leave. Did you come to pick you up? Someone said you want to I can't take you in his car. "

Han Yun didn't quite understand the meaning of the sentence behind him, but he understood the first two sentences, and replied with a word "um", saying: "Someone came to pick me up."

He handed a message to Fu Yuan in the past.

Soon, Zhao Lu answered the phone and he said a few times: "I'll have dinner outside ... well, well, then I'll be right back."

He hung up and stood up and said, "Unfortunately everyone, there is something at home. I'll take a step."

Han Yun also said, "I have something at home. Teachers eat slowly."

He just drank too much before he knew it, but Han Yun felt that he was still awake and stood up beside the table. Regardless of someone saying "drink more", he made a farewell gesture and went out.

Mr. Zhai took Zheng Zhiwen's shoulder: "Don't drink anymore, go."

Zheng Zhiwen drank a lot of soup and drank again. Then he turned and went to the bathroom. Zhai's eyes turned and he said, "I'll wait outside for the driver first."

Zhao Lu originally came by car and could n’t drive back. The two walked to the hotel entrance. Zhao Lu saw his eyes blurred and walked a little. He said, "When will Mr. Han arrive in your car? I will accompany you. Wait here. "

Han Yun was skewed by his accent and shook his head: "Aren't you talking about something at home? You go first."

"What's the matter, it's okay." Zhao Lu laughed. "It's unclear if you've been a model for so many years? I'm hiding from alcohol. Drinking wine is too hurt. "

Han Yun said a few times, he was a little tired, so he supported a small yellow car on the side of the road, but the bicycle was unstable. When he crooked up, the car was about to whisper.

"Be careful--" Zhao Lu wanted to grab him, but didn't want to grab him. He also came with a hand in the back, and wanted to catch him. As a result, he didn't touch anyone. The camphor tree stood firmly, and came to the sentence: "It's dangerous, I almost ... fell."

Zhao Lu's expression was not very good. He turned around and called out, "General Zhai." Then he asked Han Yun, "The one who picks you up should be coming soon?"

Han Yun squinted his eyes and said, "My house is far away, but he is fast." That was a fairy driving.

President Zhai ignored Zhao Lu. He seemed to be amused by Han Yun and asked him, "Why so careless?"

There is a strong smell of tobacco on his body, which Han Yun dislikes very much, just as he doesn't like the messy perfume smell. He only likes the sandalwood smell of Fu Yuan, which is mixed with ink.

Han Yun held the tree in one hand, turning his head and expressing expressionlessly, "Who are you?"

"you do not know me?"

"What's wrong with you, do you know who I am? How old are you, dare you talk to me like that?"

As soon as Zhao Lu heard this conversation, he immediately felt bad, and called "Zhai Zong", and Zhai glared at him: "Don't worry about it."

"The smell is coming out," Zhao Lu reminded him.

Mr. Zhai laughed: "He can manage me?" After speaking, he ignored him, and approached the Han Yun, saying, "Where do you live? I will take you home?"

"Stay away from me," Han Yun said unhappy.

When he smelled the wine in his mouth, it turned out to be sweet. Zhai licked his lips: "Children, are you just in the circle, don't you really know me?"

Han Yun sneered and said "get out." At this time, a black car drove in front of him, and Zhai pulled the door. "Children, don't toast or eat."

Han Yun looked up, stared at him, and suddenly smiled: "I know who you are."

Mr. Zhai was so happy that he finally knew each other.

Han Yun smiled and said, "Aren't you my grandson? Grandpa's eyes are dim, and he almost didn't recognize his grandson."

Mr. Zhai's face was black, and no one dared to talk to him like that. He was furious and reached out to catch Han Yun.

Han Yun avoided, Zhao Lu said impatiently: "Zhai, don't do this, he can't move you!"

"Why, a little model with amazing background?" Zhai glanced at him before turning to Han Yun. "No matter how big the background is, he's just a grandson in front of me."

Zhao Lu turned his head and looked at the hotel. Zheng Zhiwen did n’t come out, and passers-by were already watching, and he also took out his mobile phone camera. He got in my car, and I promise that there will be no news that would be against him online. "

He smiled at Han Yun with a smile: "Have you heard that? You obediently get in the car, nothing happens. If you don't want to, I always have a way to make you obedient."

At that moment, "Boom!" There was a loud noise, and Zhai, who was next to the car, was frightened, and his ears buzzed. It turned out that it was his car, and Rolls-Royce's car tire burst.

Han Yun, who should have been frightened, was caught in his arms at the moment, and he was covering his ears with both hands.

After hearing the familiar taste, Han Yun was relieved.

Zhao Lu was also dumbfounded. When the tire burst, how did this person appear instantly? He didn't notice at all.

"Who do you want to obey?" Fu Yuan said to Zhai, who was swearing. He turned over and a small stone appeared in the palm of his hand. Rice's window shattered and an alarm sounded.

Mr. Zhai was startled again and got stuck by broken glass slag. The driver in the front seat immediately got out of the car to protect him. Zhai always had support and shouted with eyes, "What kind of onion are you?"

Han Yun didn't think it was a big deal, and laughed, "This is your grandma!"

Fu Yuan seemed to be noisy by mosquitoes. He frowned slightly, gripped in the air, and Zhai, who was leaning next to the car, immediately showed his face in purple, leaning on his neck and breathing hard, as if someone had pinched his neck. He couldn't say anything. He was pinched into a punctured car, and the door was closed without anyone moving, and the car broke away when the car burst.

This scene was too fascinating. I was shocked to eat a lot of melon eaters, and started to record in a daze.

Zhao Lu was also shocked: "I must be drunk ..."

If you change to a sober Han Yun, you will be frightened, and you will run by pulling Fu Yuan, and you will have to go to the news when you are finished.

But Han Yun was not sober. When he saw a video, he happily hugged his waist, leaned his neck to kiss him, and kissed him several times. Hahaha said, "This is the news! What do you do now? ? "

Fu Yuan sighed and waved his arm.

The noisy time calmed down, and the melon-eating crowds who were busy sending out the major social platforms seemed to be petrified, standing quietly, maintaining the action and expression of a second ago, like a lifelike wax statue.

The sound of traffic on the road also stopped, the car stopped, there were no horns, and the wind did not move, and the world was quiet.

Quiet, the two of them seem to be left in the world.

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