The wealthy young master of Gao Leng Xueba is soft and sweet

Seeing his foolish appearance, Hua Zhi got into the car angrily.

"Can you talk nicely?"

"I'm very talkative. Once you sent me a message, I dropped all the filming work and came straight to you! I don't stand up for justice."

Tong Luo kicked the accelerator, and with a buzz, the car rushed out.

"Wait, shoot?? It can't be a magazine shoot!"

Huazhi was so frightened that he raised his heart in his throat. If it was filmed by the magazine, then he would skip class and show his truth.

"Of course not. How can I skip work for the shooting of your magazine? The cover of the new album." Tongluo raised his chin proudly.

Huazhi's heart returned to her stomach at once, but the flustered energy obviously couldn't pass for a while.

"Are you releasing a new album?"

"Well, where are we going?" Thonglor asked.

"Wherever you want, just bring it back to me before school is over."

"Then... take you to my karaoke room and listen to new songs?"

"Well, okay."

Huazhi is still very interested in Tongluo's proposal. After all, if Tongluo's new album can push up the popularity, it will be a great thing for their magazine.

"This is an exclusive debut, live singing, unique one, look after you." Tong Luo hummed a ditty and stepped on the accelerator.

Tongluo brought Huazhi to a villa in his suburban area, because the buildings here are relatively widely spaced, and Tongluo spent huge sums of money to buy a house here.

This place is even more expensive than where he lives now, and he has spent huge sums of money to install professional recording equipment, tuning equipment, musical instrument room, and karaoke room. When he is in a bad mood, he will hide here and make music by himself.

This time Tongluo got out of the car very gentlemanly and opened the door for Huazhi.

When the two entered the villa, they saw that no one lived in it, and it was not popular at all, but it was clean and tidy.

"I don't come here often, but I will ask my aunt to clean me often. What do I drink? I have everything here." Tongluo arranged the flowers on the sofa first.

"Mineral water is fine." Hua Zhi replied.

Tongluo took a bottle of mineral water at room temperature to Huazhi, and when he handed it to Huazhi, he seemed to think of something, then retracted his hand, unscrewed the bottle cap for Huazhi, and poured the water into the cup.

Huazhi took a sip from the cup. Although it was at room temperature, he was used to the water that Rui Quan gave him when he was at home was always lukewarm water at just the right temperature.

Tong Luo went into the house and took out a guitar, and sat on the carpet in front of the flower branch.

"Here's a guitar version for you."

Talking about Tongluo, he started to adjust the tuning, "The title song is a fast song, let me sing you the penultimate song of the album, a love song I like very much."

"it is good……"

Huazhi leaned lazily on the sofa, looking at Tongluo's handsome sunny face, the way he lowered his head and tuned the guitar was really pretty. It's no wonder so many girls like it, and it's no wonder Lian Wan is so crazy.

——I still remember that day, the sun was just right.

——Your sudden appearance made me bump into a deer.

—you know, in my heart... since then—

——Only the next person can be put.

——Before I knew it, I got used to it.

—Holding the phone, waiting for your news.

——I think life should be like this, full of the beauty of having you—

At the end of a coda, Tong Luo slightly raised his head.

"How is it? Does it sound good?"

Hua Zhi raised her hand and applauded.

"It sounds good, really."

"Hahaha, great, as long as you like it."

Tongluo put the guitar on the carpet, got up, and stretched out his hand in front of the flower branch.

"Go, take you to my musical instrument room."

Huazhi looked at Tongluo's hand, and was taken aback for a moment, instead of picking it up, she stood up by herself.

Tongluo withdrew his hand in embarrassment and smiled.

"Walk……"

Tongluo's musical instrument room is really a musical instrument room, only you can't think of what he doesn't have, Huazhi even saw an erhu in the corner.

"Why do you still have the erhu?" Hua Zhi asked.

"You have really sharp eyes. I used to think that a piece of Chinese-style music must be very interesting to play with the erhu, so I bought one and learned it." Tong Luo said and sat in front of the piano.

"Do you know all the musical instruments here?" Hua Zhi sat on a chair beside her and looked at Tong Luo with her chin resting on her hand.

"Most of them, some just scratch the surface."

Speaking of Tongluo, he moved his fingers and pressed the keys. Hua Zhi knew it was the world famous song "Serenade" after hearing only two notes.

Thonglor played the piano very well and made people feel very comfortable.

"You like music very much?" Hua Zhi asked.

"Well, I like it very much. I have liked it since I was a child. I am a single parent. When I was a child, my family's conditions were not good, and learning an instrument was very expensive."

"I often run errands for rich classmates to earn extra money, and sometimes I can go to their homes to play, and I can play the piano for a while."

When Tong Luo said this, he still had a smile on his face, as if he was not talking about his childhood.

"My mother knows I like it. I still remember that the first musical instrument I owned was a harmonica. I slept with the harmonica for three days. My mother laughed at me for a long time."

When Tongluo said this, the expression on his face changed a little, which was captured by Huazhi keenly. Huazhi guessed that this gentle and affectionate feeling was for his mother.

"Then you like music so much, why do you make music exclusively? Why do other messy things." Huazhi asked puzzled.

"Oh, my little master, I have to live. I can't support my family if I don't make movies or take commercials. Besides, this was promised when I signed the contract with the company."

When Tongluo said this, he looked at Huazhi with a smile, and there was still love in his eyes.

Huazhi turned his face away, he didn't want to see others looking at him with such eyes.

"Oh, then come to my company, you specialize in making music, you don't need to do anything else."

Hua Zhi's lazy voice reached Tong Luo's ears, which made Tong Luo stunned.

"What do you mean?" Tong Luo asked softly.

"Aren't we going to set up a brokerage company in the future? You should come too." Hua Zhi said very easily.

"Oh, there are still ten years left in my contract with the company..." Thong Luo was a little disappointed.

"It's okay, just give them money."

"Liquidated damages, my little flower branch."

Huazhi glanced at Tongluo, "Don't call me that, I want to leave, and you still care about liquidated damages?"

"Poor! I can't afford it. I'm not Lian Wan. I said that I want to go back to China. I will pay the 2 million liquidated damages as soon as I say it. You can't afford to pay that much money if you sell it to me now."

Tong Luo wailed, still feeling that the world was too unfair, that Lian Wan was obviously much richer than him, and now she was still living in his house.

Who is he talking to?

"How much is your liquidated damages?" Huazhi asked.

"I don't know, I haven't counted it. I guess there is no Lian Wanduo. South Korea is always darker than our company. After all, they were all raised from childhood."

"Oh." Hua Zhi didn't say anything, but was thinking silently in her heart.

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Airborne Small Theater——biu——

Tongluo: "What kind of shit luck did I have, Huazhi actually took the initiative to find me!!"

Huazhi: "Maybe it's really shit luck, because there's a pile of shit sitting next to me in class."

Tong Luo: "No matter what it is, show it off!"

Hua Zhi: "That's right, it's really beyond my expectation."