C87 It finally appeared

Zhang Han was furious and broke up with Cho Lo Luo. That night, he and a few of his brothers went to find Lin Jie.

At that time, the matter was suppressed by Zhang Han's father, Zhang You. But the good news didn't last long, in less than a month, Zhang Han's parents disappeared, and his second uncle, Zhang Nan, took the throne. Not long after, many people, led by Lin Jie, started to make trouble, causing Zhang Han to be chased out of the family.

If he hadn't been seriously injured by Dong Hu Pit and left Shang Jing, if he hadn't jumped off the cliff, Zhang Han wouldn't have entered the cultivation world and become the famous Immortal Monarch Han Yang.

After reading Qiao Luo Luo Luo's message, Zhang Han just smiled.

Now, these people no longer had anything to do with Zhang Han. Even if they talked about him, Zhang Han's mood wouldn't fluctuate at all, but this Qiao Luoluo really had some perseverance. The message went out for more than five years and he even f * cking slept with his boyfriend.

After watching this news, he felt like he was watching a movie. Life was truly like a play, it was all thanks to acting!

Opening up the mailbox, Zhang Han found a rather interesting scene.

The inbox of the mailbox was also like Qiao Luoluo's, a long story was sent over by a person called Li Fan. Looking at the message, Zhang Han couldn't help but shake his head in amusement.

"Is sir there? I'm Xue Qian's manager, Li Fan. "

"Hello, Mr. Han Yang. Are you there?" Your penguin software has been set up to refuse to add friends, so I can't add you. "

"Sir, when you have time, please give me my number. 6636xxxx, or give me a call."

"Sir? Did you see my email? "Sir, please reply to me. I would like to talk to you about the actor's song."

"My god, sir! It's been two days, why aren't you here yet?"

"Please reply, please reply, please reply. God, when are you going to come online? Hurry up and reply to me."

"Brother, brother, brother, blood brother, your little brother is dying of anxiety! I'm about to explode from waiting!"

"?"

After a long text of mail, Li Fan's words revealed a strong sense of resentment.

Zhang Han was puzzled. He had already marked the price, so what was he in such a hurry for?

After some thought, Zhang Han didn't add him or call him, but directly replied with an email: "What is it?"

After replying to Zhang Han, he wanted to turn off his software. After all, it was already two in the morning. Even though there were a lot of nightlife in Xiangjiang, most people had already gone to sleep.

However, Zhang Han's mouse just clicked on the place where the software was shut down, and a message that came from the mailbox was prompted from the lower right corner.

"Mr. Han Yang, is that you?" You finally appeared! "Great, please add my Penguin account number XXXXXXX."

Zhang Han looked at his account number and searched for a bit before clicking to add him as a friend.

Elsewhere, at Xue Qian's house.

Xue Qian hadn't been in a hurry the previous two days, but gradually, after a day or two, Zhang Han still hadn't replied and started to worry.

A good song was hard to come by, not to mention one of the best of the best, like this one. It fit perfectly with his thoughts.

Seeing him so anxious, Li Fan felt helpless in his heart. This master Han Yang sure had a good temper. After entering the mailbox, he didn't even bother to look at him.

Thus, on this day, he could no longer sleep.

He had been staring at his mailbox since midnight, and even if he didn't do anything, he was still visually tired. Until one in the morning, Li Fan was a little worried as he clicked on a movie that hadn't been released very long ago.

"Arcanum!"

When it was almost two o'clock, Li Fan yawned and murmured, "Why hasn't Han Yang appeared yet? Oh, I went to sleep after this movie. How tiring, how kind, how sad."

As he spoke, Li Fan grabbed the carbonated drink on the table and gulped it down.

Suddenly, a message popped up in the lower right corner of the screen. Li Fan squinted and saw the words' Frigid Sun 'clearly written on it.

"Plop, plop, plop ?"

Li Fan glared at him, spitting out all the beverage in his mouth. It was all over the laptop, the keyboard, his body, the floor.

However, Li Fan didn't care about this at all. He immediately sat up, not feeling sleepy at all.

He quickly replied to an email and a few seconds later, the notification for his friend request sounded out.

"Ness! "Yay!"

Li Fan clenched his fist and shouted. He quickly accepted the friend request and opened the chat. Li Fan was very excited as he typed:

"Mr. Han Yang, is that you?"

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

"Yes." Zhang Han replied.

"Mr. Han Yang, you are so awesome. The songs you wrote are really good."

"Oh."

Eh? Doesn't he like typing?

Seeing such a simple answer, Li Fan's mind was a little confused, so he typed and asked:

"Sir, are you free right now? Can I call you and tell you more about the song? "

After a minute, Li Fan felt that the time was extremely slow. Seconds felt like years. He was thinking in his head, [Don't you like communicating with people?] Or was it too late to disturb his rest? Is he unhappy that I took the liberty of asking for the number?

As Li Fan was thinking, a call finally came through.

When Li Fan saw the number, his heart skipped a beat. He quickly took out his phone and dialed a number.

When he was about to make the call, Li Fan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and let it out. He was both excited and nervous as he dialed the number.

On the first floor of the dining hall, Zhang Han took a can of beer from the fridge, opened it and drank two sips before returning to his computer. After seeing the message, he then sent his phone number over.

Soon, Zhang Han's phone rang and he picked it up.

"Hello, is this Mr. Han Yang?" Li Fan asked very carefully.

"It's me."

"That's great! [I finally got in touch with you. Um ? Han-Yang is your pseudonym?] "May I know Mister's name ?" Li Fan said excitedly.

"Zhang Han."

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Zhang. We've seen your song. Very good. We've decided to buy it, but regarding the price..." Li Fan's tone was somewhat hesitant.

"Just the money." Zhang Han interrupted Li Fan before he could finish.

"No, that's not what I meant. I'm saying that what you wrote was a full copyright transfer, and the way this kind of transaction is not suitable for you. How about this, I don't know which city Mr. Zhang is from, can we go over? Why don't we have an interview? "Xue Qian wants to meet you as well. He wants to study the song and strive to present the perfect state of the song. I wonder if it would be convenient for Mister to meet me?" Li Fan organized his thoughts and said.

"That's fine too." Zhang Han thought for a second, then replied, "I'm in Xiangjiang, so come over if you want to come over."

"Xiangjiang? "Oh my god." Li Fan suddenly cried out in alarm and said, "Awesome! We are also at Xiangjiang. May I know where is Mister Xiangjiang?"

"New Moon Bay."

"Oh my god!" Sir, we're in Crescent Bay right now! "This, this means that we are destined to meet each other!" Li Fan was pleasantly surprised and said, "Then mister, how about we meet with you tomorrow?"

"No time."

"No time?" Li Fan stared blankly, then subconsciously said, "We won't take up too much of Mister's time. Two hours should be enough."

"There's no time tomorrow. We'll talk about it the day after tomorrow." Zhang Han replied.

"It's fine if it's the day after tomorrow, but, then when are we supposed to pay a visit?" Li Fan asked.

"Morning or afternoon."

"Oh, okay, okay. Then let's go the day after tomorrow, when the time comes..."

As Li Fan was speaking, he suddenly heard a beep sound from his phone.

Although he hung up the phone, Li Fan was still extremely excited. He paced back and forth in the hall a few times before finally standing at the window and smoking a cigarette.

It was impossible for him to sleep that night. When people were excited and wanted to sleep, it would be very difficult.

The next day, at 6: 20 AM, Meng Meng woke up the drowsy Zi Yan.

Usually, she would prefer to sleep alone in bed, or hug Meng Meng, but being in the same bed as others was a little awkward, even for someone as familiar as Zhou Fei.

After getting out of bed and washing up, Zi Yan carried Meng Meng to the living room on the second floor. Zhang Li and Zhou Fei were also in their respective rooms cleaning up.

Zhang Han, who was downstairs, heard the commotion, got up and walked to the second floor. He saw Zi Yan combing Meng Meng's hair, preparing to braid it.

"I woke up early. How was your sleep last night?" Zhang Han walked over to sit beside Mengmeng, glancing at Zi Yan as he asked casually.

"It's alright. It's just that the time is a bit short." Zi Yan replied.

"En, dung, I was the one who woke up." Meng Meng blinked her big eyes and said.

"Mengmeng woke up so early, and now she can even wake mom up. How awesome." Zhang Han said with a smile.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck ?" Mama still wants to sleep late, hmm hmph, the sun will shine on you and your ass will shine on you. " Meng Meng waved her arm.

"Alright, alright, alright. You're the best, alright?" Zi Yan smiled and rolled her eyes. While she was tidying her hair, her expression suddenly changed. Without turning her head, she said, "Oh yeah, Mengmeng's hairstyle was also very pretty yesterday. Did you tie it up?"

Subconsciously, she felt that Zhang Han definitely couldn't have such a beautiful hairstyle.

Just as Zhang Han was about to answer, the cute little princess rushed to reply.

"Humph, it's the cute Mickey Mouse that little sister combed for me."

"Oh, sister, who is it?" Zi Yan's hand paused slightly, her expression was ordinary as she asked in a neutral tone.

"Oh, that's right, big sister is the little sister who comes to eat every day. That's right, she's always here, always looking for dung, and she even went to New Moon Mountain twice. Yeah, one of them even said that dung and that she loved you to death." Meng Meng replied seriously as she pondered.