"Mr. Han, I'm really sorry! I'm so sorry! Our hotel was negligent!"

The general manager of the hotel, the housekeeper, and other relevant personnel stood in a row and bowed to apologize.

As for the row of beauties from all over the world, the security guards have asked them to leave.

WTF?

The clay figurine is still angry. What kind of fuss is going on in the middle of the night?

Han Lan sat speechlessly on the sofa and ignored them, while Fang Qiaorui accused angrily.

It's not just that the hotel's security measures were not good enough to let in casualties, the matter was actually quite serious. It was obvious that the hotel had leaked Han Lan's room number.

"Okay, everyone, go back, I want to rest." Han Lan waved her hand impatiently, and everyone exited the hotel in an orderly manner, and carefully closed the door.

"Han Shuai, can I help you change a hotel? We will move out early tomorrow morning." Fang Qiaorui came over and asked.

"Yes." Han Lan nodded and asked, "Have those people asked who asked them to come?"

Fang Qiaorui shook her head: "They don't know either, it's just that someone placed an order and said it was from you."

"Hey, someone wants to treat me to takeout?" Han Lan raised his legs and straddled the table very angrily, while starting to think about whether he had offended someone recently.

"Han Shuai, do you want to report this to the company?" Fang Qiaorui asked.

"Let's talk about it, let them be on guard. I always feel that things are not that simple. It can't be just to disgust me in the middle of the night, right?"

"Okay. Han Shuai, could it be Lin Guiyi who is stumbling upon you? Didn't you reject his cooperation proposal last time?" Fang Qiaorui reminded.

Han Lan thought for a while and shook his head: "Probably not, it doesn't look like Lin Guiyi's method. But he can't be ruled out as a suspect. This grandson is too shady. I can't help it. He is really holding back some bad intentions to punish me.

!”

"Although the Emperor of Music has fallen, his desire for revenge cannot be ruled out."

"There are also Shengshi and Huayu. The possibility of Shengshi is not high. After all, there is no conflict between us, right? If we insist on a conflict, I refused their cooperation earlier when I was still in Daocheng..."

"As for China Entertainment, movies? There is a high possibility that this group of souls will be weak! Are they planning to attack me to affect the box office of "The Age of Escape"? This method is too underhanded! They actually sent so many people here,

Do you want to tire me out?"

"..." Fang Qiaorui.

"Brother Li, please stay here tonight. This sofa belongs to you. If someone comes knocking on the door again, go and block it for me!"

"Okay!" Lee Myung-bak agreed without hesitation.

Fang Qiaorui looked at the two of them speechlessly: "Han Shuai, when has this happened? You two should be more serious!"

Han Lan smiled, waved his hand and said: "Okay, the soldiers come and the water floods, and the water comes and delivers the blades, what's the big deal? It's already quite late, you guys go back and rest, you have to get up early tomorrow morning to rehearse the program at Mingyue College

Woolen cloth."

"By the way, Sister Qiaorui, I just sent you a new itinerary. After the Pengcheng concert, there will be a roasted whole beef. As for the rest, you can help shorten the itinerary. Thank you for your hard work!"

"It's my Young Master Han!" Fang Qiaorui was really speechless, seeing such a gentleman.

Who can let artists change their itinerary at will?

Fang Qiaorui and Li Mingbo went out.

After a while, Li Mingbo actually came over with a quilt in his arms and lay down on the sofa in Han Lan's living room. He really planned to sleep here tonight and help him guard the door.

Han Lan also smiled, didn't say anything to him, and went back to his bed to sleep.

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…

Nothing happened all night.

Early the next morning, Fang Qiaorui checked out in advance and called the concierge to help take her luggage to the new hotel she had booked.

Han Lan took Lee Myung-bak to Mingyue Academy. They still need to rehearse privately a few more times before the next Spring Festival Gala rehearsal begins.

In fact, no matter how many times a song is sung back and forth, it is just like that. The key lies in the folk band behind it. There are more than 60 people in total and all kinds of ethnic instruments. Although it is an old band, they have a good understanding of each other, but after all

They were playing a new song, and they added a lead singer who was not one of theirs.

Everything needs to be adjusted slowly by them to ensure nothing goes wrong!

Su Yuanming also came here, and he has been guiding me these days.

Since this old Taoist priest came down from the mountain to teach folk music, he has also become quite accomplished in folk instrumental music. This orchestra was formed and built by him himself.

The orchestra is composed mainly of teachers and students from Mingyue College. It has had six classes of students so far, and has provided many talents to Chinese folk music.

Now, this orchestra has also ushered in the most peak moment of its life, and will personally take to the stage of the Chinese Spring Festival Gala to bring a wonderful national instrumental music performance to the people across the country!

"Dean Su, aren't you going to play in person?" Han Lan asked Su Yuanming while taking advantage of the break.

The two of them have not known each other since they didn’t fight each other. During this time, they became familiar with each other because of the Spring Festival Gala program.

Su Yuanming smiled and shook his head: "What am I doing on stage at this age? Leave the opportunity to the young people, they need this opportunity to express themselves. By the way, I heard from my senior brother that you are also practicing during this time.

Guzheng?”

"Well, let's practice showing off. When the time comes, I will also go on stage to play. Although it is a fake performance, at least the posture must be correct, right?" Han Lan said with a smile.

"Are you interested in doing a live performance?" Su Yuanming asked with a smile.

Of course, Han Lan didn't give in. She borrowed a guzheng and played "Spring River with Flowers and Moonlight Night". Naturally, the Huajian School's song uses the Huajian School's dazzling playing method.

Although they were born in Qinhuai, Shili, the Huajian sect does not actually pursue the so-called enchanting or coquettish. In many cases, what they pursue is the word "elegance", which is gorgeous but not cliché.

This is in line with the preferences of ancient talents. In fact, many famous songs of the Huajian School were actually written by these talents.

Han Lan is wearing a casual suit today. He likes to wear suits. The two clothes he wore most when he was abroad were camouflage and suits. The former is convenient for fighting on the battlefield, and the latter is convenient for carrying out assassinations in high-end places.

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However, perhaps because he was wearing a suit, his temperament did not reflect the elegance desired by the Huajian Sect.

But when he actually started playing, Su Yuanming could clearly feel the change in his temperament. In the artistic conception of the music, he was a handsome young man dressed in luxurious clothes.

It's this young man whose skin color is darker.

Members of the Mingyue Folk Band also gathered around to watch. This was their first time watching a guzheng performance by the Huajian School.

The Huajian School guzheng is very performative, but it is also more difficult to learn and play than other schools. The fingering is so complicated that many Huajian School players focus too much on showing off their skills and lose the artistic conception of the music.

The music here is naturally inferior to other genres, and there are too few performers who can truly show off their skills without losing their artistic conception.

The Huajian style guzheng gradually declined.
Chapter completed!