The beautiful boy is disobedient, take over!

Zhong Ming didn't dare to move, the evil and gentle Ling Zhigang looked so charming that he couldn't breathe.

Ling Zhigang pecked his lips suddenly, Zhong Ming was startled, hid all of a sudden, and stood up with a flushed face: "You...don't mess around."

Ling Zhigang stretched with a cigarette in his hand, leaned back on the chair, raised his head and sighed, and said, "I'm tired, I want to sleep." He stood up as he spoke, "I'll go to sleep in your room." Bar."

"That won't work, you should go."

"Just say I'm drunk and want to sleep with you."

"But I know you're not drunk." Zhong Ming's attitude was firm: "You can't sleep here, I don't agree."

Just as Ling Zhi was holding a cigarette, he had that nasty expression on his face again: "I drank so much, you let me drive back alone?"

"You can ask your little brother to come and drive for you. It's not like you haven't called before." Zhong Ming said, and took out his mobile phone: "Otherwise, I'll ask Zhang Jianghe to come pick you up."

Ling Zhigang blocked his hand: "Why do you ask Zhang Jianghe for everything, and he can't have some space for himself?" He said, holding the cigarette in his hand, and exhaled: "Okay, I'll go, no Please."

As he spoke, he picked up the coat on the chair and put it on: "Tell your mother that I'm gone, and come to see her some other day."

Zhong Ming nodded: "OK."

"And about your birthday, think about it tonight, tell me what you want, and I'll send it to you."

Zhong Ming asked provocatively, "Are the cars and houses also given away?"

"Send, I will give away my life, as long as you open your mouth."

"You can say these sweet words." Zhong Ming put his trousers pockets, his face was still a little red, and said: "I don't want your life, your life is not worth much in my hands."

As soon as he sent Ling Zhi out of the house, he walked towards the entrance of the alley. After walking a few steps, Zhong Ming suddenly said: "Anyway, thank you, my mother hasn't been this happy for a long time."

"As long as you want, I can make her so happy all the time."

"You can make her so happy all the time," Zhong Ming said, "but you can also make her fall into hell all at once. You and I both understand that." Zhong Ming lowered his head, then raised his head again: "My mother is really good to you. I won't say anything else. Just have a conscience."

"Look at mine." Ling Zhigang threw the few remaining cigarettes on the ground and crushed them with leather shoes, "Go back, it's cold outside."

"You should find someone to drive on your behalf. You also drank a lot."

"That little wine is nothing to me, it's just a bit alcoholic."

"But it's almost Chinese New Year now, and the inspection for drunk driving is very strict. If you find out, you will be punished."

Ling Zhigang chuckled: "I'd like to see who dares to check on me, if he doesn't want to mess around."

Zhong Mingyu exhausted, too, he always tended to regard Ling Zhigang as an ordinary man, and forgot his real identity.Ling Zhigang is not a good official in the traditional sense, he is very good at using his special status to enjoy the greatest benefits.Zhong Ming reached out and touched Ling Zhigang's arm, and said, "Then be careful on the road."

"Come with me tomorrow, at least have lunch together."

Zhong Ming said arrogantly: "Then I will go back and check my schedule."

Ling Zhi just smiled and said, "Okay, if your mother refuses to let you go, I'll call her myself."

Seeing Ling Zhigang off, it was only three o'clock in the afternoon. Zhong Ming went home and saw his mother was fast asleep, so he went back to his room and washed the dishes and chopsticks on the table. Called in the yard: "Boss Ling?"

Zhong Ming quickly wiped his hands and ran out. He saw a man in work clothes, only in his twenties. He was taken aback when he saw him, and asked, "Does Boss Ling live here?"

"He...he just left...you are..."

"I'm here to deliver the air conditioner. Did you guys order an air conditioner not long ago?" The man took out a note as he spoke, "Take a look and see if this is the address of your home?"

Zhong Ming took a look and said, "Yes."

Both he and Ling Zhigang had forgotten about the air conditioner, so the staff member took out a pen and said, "Then please sign here."

Zhong Ming signed the signature and helped to lift the air conditioner into the house. Mother Zhong woke up in a daze, sat up from the bed and asked, "Dudiu, who's here?"

"It's an air conditioner." Zhong Ming ran in and said to his mother, "Lexus just bought the air conditioner. He said he was afraid that it would be too cold for you to sleep in."

Of course, Mother Zhong was moved again, she rubbed her eyes and got up, and said, "When did this happen, and it cost him money again, why don't you persuade me..."

"Whatever he is, all he has is money."

"Look at your kid... isn't his money earned through hard work?"

"He really can't say it's hard work. His business is handed over to others. He usually seldom asks, and waits to count the money every month." Zhong Ming said with a smile and smiled: "Anyway, I bought it back. , Big deal, next time he comes, let's thank him, Mom, you don't know, it will be much warmer with the air conditioner installed, so I'll open it up and show you."

As soon as the worker who installed the air conditioner left, Zhong Ming turned on the air conditioner. Mother Zhong seemed to be looking at something rare, looked up for a while and said, "It doesn't feel warm?"

"You have to wait, how can it be so fast."

As Zhong Ming spoke, he poured his mother a cup of hot tea. Mother Zhong might be thirsty, so she drank it all in one gulp, wiped her mouth and asked, "I didn't say anything drunk, did I? When did Zhigang leave?"

"He left when you were drunk, and you didn't say anything, just nagging about some things about my childhood. Mom, can you stop talking about my childhood and give me some privacy?"

"Returning privacy..." Mother Zhong laughed, and suddenly said in surprise: "Hey, it seems to be really warm."

"Wait a little longer and it will be warmer, and you won't have to cover so many quilts when you sleep in the future. It's so heavy that your body hurts." Zhong Ming sat on the bed, patted the bed beside him and said, "Mom, sit down too. I will have a conversation with you."

Mother Zhong sat down and said, "What are you talking about, I'm still dizzy and want to sleep for a while."

Zhong Ming had no choice but to get off the bed, sighed, and said, "Then go to bed first."

With the air conditioner at home, Zhong's mother fell asleep quickly, and Zhong Ming sat in the living room alone, playing with his mobile phone.After fiddling for a few minutes, he got a little bored, lay down on the chair, and looked at their house silently.

There are more and more shadows of Ling Zhigang in their house. He installed the cable TV and the air conditioner at home. The rows of bottles and cans for eating and drinking were also given by Ling Zhigang.Ling Zhigang seems to have become a part of their family, contributing to their family.

If you put aside the feelings, in terms of material alone, what Ling Zhigang can give to their family is indeed more than what he has earned after years of hard work.What Ling Zhi can do just by hooking his fingers, he may not be able to achieve it in his entire life.

He lay on the chair, took a deep breath, and slowly closed his eyes.But as soon as he closed his eyes, the phone rang. He picked up the phone and looked, and it was actually Shen Jun calling.

Zhong Ming was very excited and said, "I just heard good news about you."

Shen Jun smiled on the other end of the phone: "Have you read the news?"

"Sun Zhuoli is a big domestic director, and the movie is a big production, congratulations."

"When the company recommended me to audition, I just held the attitude of giving it a try. I didn't expect to actually try it. I was lucky."

"What are you doing now?"

"Training in the army, I acted as a new recruit, so now I'm training to learn how to shoot."

Sure enough, Zhong Ming heard the sound of gunshots in the background of the phone. Being an actor is good. Not only can you experience different lives, but you can also learn different skills at different stages.

"I'm calling to see you on business."

"You said."

"Our company plans to release an album for me early next year, and I would like to ask you for a favor."

"Release an album?" Sure enough, it was the era when you acted and you sang, Zhong Ming was a little surprised, and asked: "Your company doesn't plan to let you rest yet, and you are making movies and releasing albums."

Shen Jun just smiled and said: "It's good to be busy, to be busy and enrich yourself. This is an opportunity, and I don't want to miss it. That's right, my company originally asked those well-known lyricists to write the album, but There is still one or two free songs, I think their writing styles are relatively similar, very mature, I want to try something different, I know you are talented, so I want you to help me write a song, do you have time?"

Since it was Shen Jun who spoke, Zhong Ming would agree even if he had time, but he was a little nervous and said, "I'm afraid I can't write well."

"It's okay, let's try it out. How will we know if we don't try it? We already have the song, so we just need to fill in the lyrics. Listen to the demo tape and fill in the lyrics for me. You can write a few more songs. Our company will probably screen them."

Zhong Ming is a complete layman when it comes to songs. He doesn't know whether it is more difficult to have lyrics without music, or more difficult to have music without words, but he feels in his heart that it is easier to write lyrics when he has the music. In fact, there are so many people who write lyrics. The reason why Shen Jun came to him was to give him a chance and to help him.

That night, Shen Jun asked someone to bring the sample tape over. Zhong Ming was excited when he heard the melody. It was actually a Chinese-style piece, with flute and dulcimer, and the melodious and deep cello whimpering at the end, which was amazing. .

After hearing the song, Zhong Ming could basically confirm Shen Jun's intentions. Shen Jun really wanted to help him. Such a good song actually required him to write lyrics, an unknown male student.

The students of the Chinese Department actually have a strong ancient costume complex in their blood. Zhong Ming’s inspiration came quickly and violently, but he wrote several versions, but he was not satisfied. The lyrics of the Chinese style are actually very difficult to write, not only the language is gorgeous Yes, it is not enough to rely solely on the collocation of ancient poems. The most amazing Chinese style always uses the most common words to form the most touching sentences. How many "Blue and White Porcelain" can there be, and how many "All Over the World" can be there.

When he was concentrating on it, Zhong's mother woke up and suddenly came in and asked him: "The air conditioner is always on, isn't it a waste of electricity?"

Because Zhong Ming has been in a very excited state, he was in a daze and couldn't hear what his mother said for a while.Mother Zhong said, "This air conditioner can't be turned on all the time. I heard from neighbors that the air conditioner consumes electricity. Most people can afford it but can't afford it. Electricity is so expensive in the city!"

"I bought it all back, why don't I use it?"

"I think it's better to go back, can I go back?"

"I've already used it, how can I return it? Besides, what I bought is what I used. I'm afraid that it will cost electricity and that will cost electricity. We won't use anything in our house in the future."

Zhong's mother was still nagging, saying that she could no longer use it, Zhong Ming thought about it, and then called Ling Zhigang: "My mother said that the air conditioner was wasting electricity and refused to use it, can you tell her something? "

"Then you give her the phone."

Zhong Ming took the mobile phone and came to the yard. Mother Zhong was looking at the air conditioner in the yard. Zhong Ming handed her the mobile phone and said, "It's Brother Ling's phone."

In the end, Ling Zhi just had the ability to convince Mother Zhong with a few words. When Mother Zhong handed the phone to Zhong Ming, she shook her head and sighed and said, "I'm old and old, and it's time for a good time... "

Zhong Ming quickly moved aside with his mobile phone, and said in a low voice, "You can do it, you really have a way of dealing with my mother, and you can move her like this with just a few words."

Ling Zhigang let out a deep smile on the phone: "Haven't you heard the old saying, the mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, and the more she looks at her, the more she likes her."

"Cut." Zhong Ming sneered, "I won't tell you anymore, I'll hang up."

"So heartless, you know to call me when you need me, and throw it away now when you run out?"

"Throw it away when you're done using it?" Zhong Ming blushed, "You think you're a condom."

Ling Zhigang probably didn't expect him to say such a sentence, he was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed sullenly: "Forget about the condom, in fact, you can treat me as a massage vibrator."