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105 Chapter 103, the ideal type in the dream

10:10pm

The lights in the corridor are a little dim.

Taking the elevator to the eighth floor, Yang Hao took out the key and was about to open the door to go home when he suddenly remembered Li Mei's reminder to himself this afternoon.

Yang Hao, do you know who the new woman who moved across from your house is?Sister Li Bingbing and Li Xue visited you at your home last night, so it should be the information she provided to relevant people in the circle.

Who is this man?

Yang Hao had a bad premonition, could it be this body's ex-girlfriend, the well-known cake shop owner in the industry~Jiang Yiyan? !

Damn... If it's her, my buddy really has to move recently!

Thinking of this, Yang Hao went to knock on the door. Everyone in the entertainment industry knew that at ten o'clock in the evening, the nightlife of celebrities had just begun.

"Dangdangdang..."

"Ding ding ding..."

But whether it was Yang Hao knocking on the door or ringing the doorbell, there was no movement in this house.

Could it be that this person went out tonight?

Shaking his head and smiling, Yang Hao opened the door and went home.

……

After returning home, taking a shower, changing into pajamas, and making a cup of tea, Yang Hao sat quietly in front of the computer.

Packaged the copyright of "People on the Journey" and exchanged for four songs. This entertainment news caused a lot of trouble in the circle, but Yang Hao was busy yesterday and today, so he didn't have time to observe the reaction in the message area of ​​58 Tongcheng.com .

I have nothing to do tonight, so I can just chat with the dozen or so netizens who often harass me.

[I want to hold 32 concerts]: I want to drink cold water for fear of clogging my teeth, so let's do it!I'm convinced, you can write a song for me too, but I don't have any cash, I want to exchange the copyright of the [-] songs I wrote before with you, how about it?
damn…

Not only did Yang Kun change his online name again, but he also became smarter, learning from others, and even knew how to exchange things for things.

It's a pity that the songs he composed are not interesting to my buddies.

[Want to drink cold water for fear of stuffing my teeth]: The most important thing I lack here is the copyright of the song. If you can get me the movie copyright of "Fast and Furious", I can consider exchanging it with you.

After replying, it doesn't matter what Yang 32lang's mood is?Yang Hao continued to look down...

[Fox]: I want to drink cold water for fear of clogging my teeth. You have heard my voice before. Please help me compose a song. The price of the song will be calculated according to what you said, 100 million RMB per song. I handle it myself.

[Want to drink cold water for fear of clogging teeth]: OK!

Replying to the past, Yang Hao was about to continue looking down, when suddenly, he received a private letter.

[Fox]: So you haven't slept yet?

[Want to drink cold water for fear of clogging teeth]: No!

[Fox]: Do you have QQ or MSN? I want to chat with you.

[Want to drink cold water for fear of clogging teeth]: Yes, but it’s for work, so it’s inconvenient to tell others, sorry!

[Fox]: Then can you tell me why you don't want to show your true colors?We must know that many musicians are eager to stand up and sing in public.

[Wanting to drink cold water for fear of stuffing my teeth]: I am different from them. I prefer to hide in a corner and quietly enjoy other people's performances of my creations.

Well, let's put it this way!

Just imagine, if two men fell in love with you just by the sound of your face without seeing you, and then the two of them fought in the street to compete for you, but they didn't expect you to watch quietly beside you with.

Haha..., so, isn't it a bit cool?
Sending out his inner feelings, Yang Hao thought she would reply in time, but waited patiently for a while, and never saw her private message.

So Yang Hao was going to turn off the computer, and then go to bed. He still had to audition the next morning, so it was best not to delay.

But just when Yang Hao wanted to close the webpage, a long overdue private message finally appeared.

[Fox]: I don't know if others have a crush on me, but I do have a crush on a boy. He is my schoolmate, one grade below me, but the same age as me.

In the past, all I knew was that he was handsome. He liked to wear a white shirt and gray trousers, walking on the campus, looking fresh and refreshed.

But recently, some things happened, and I realized that he is actually the ideal type in my dream. He is talented and capable. What others think is impossible can be easily accomplished in his hands. .

I want to get close to him, we are big girls in the capital, we have a clear distinction between what we like and what we hate, love is love, we don't care about the consequences at all, just like Wang Fei, the queen of singing, lived in a dilapidated courtyard for Dou Wei.

However, just when I wanted to act, I found that there were already two beauties beside him...

Oh my god!

Seeing this 600-word private letter, Yang Hao said that at first, he was stunned.

The dude has become Yang Mi's crush, isn't this a fucking dream?

Fortunately, Yang Hao knew something about the circle, so he calmed down for a moment, and then replied a short private message.

[Want to drink cold water for fear of stuffing your teeth]: Miss Fox, after reading your private message, I have a lot of insights in my heart. I will compose a song for you tonight called "The Offering of Love". I hope it can help you.

In addition, the transaction time is [-] am on March [-]rd, and the transaction location is the Jiaodaokou Police Station in Nanluoguxiang. If you go directly to the place, someone will contact you.

After replying to the private message, Yang Hao turned off the computer without waiting any longer.

Go to sleep, buddies have to work tomorrow!

………………

Mao Xiaolu got up very early!
Before 07:30, she came to the door of [Yangchun pig's trotter shop] in the unnamed alley. If it was in the past, she would never get up if the sun didn't shine on her buttocks for two hours.

Today, the reason why it is so early is not that I want to help Uncle Yang and his mother sell pig's trotters, but that my cheap brother Yang Hao will try to shoot the movie "4×4" in an unnamed alley today.

"4×4"...

The name is really strange!
On the phone last night, I chatted with Chen Xiao for half an hour, but I still couldn't figure out what the name of the movie meant.
After standing at the door of the store for a while, my mother came out of the store with a bowl of steaming Yangchun noodles in her hand.

"Xiao Lu..."

"Ok?"

"Your Uncle Yang and Yang Hao called just now. Yang Hao said that he would come over after supervising the dozen or so girls practicing their morning classes on the Beijing Film Playground, so you should eat something first."

"Did Uncle Yang do it?"

Looking at the familiar Yangchun noodles in the bowl, Mao Xiaolu frowned.

Cooking is the same as acting in a movie, it really pays attention to talent, although Yang Hao is not old, but his cooking skills are many times higher than his old man...

Mao Xiaolu was sighing when her mother hit her with chopsticks.

"What's your expression? You, Uncle Yang, did it with your own hands, yet you still dislike it?"

"But it's really unpalatable!" In front of her own mother, Mao Xiaolu spoke the truth once in a while.

"You have to eat even if it's unpalatable!"

Seeing that Mao Xiaolu was not happy, her mother immediately changed her face.

And when the mother and daughter were bickering, two people suddenly came from a distance, one tall and one short.

The tall one was young, and the short one was a little older. When they arrived at the door of Yangchun pig's trotters shop, they presented gifts in their hands with wide smiles.

"You must be Mama Yang, right?"

(End of this chapter)