Pei Xueman opened his mouth, seeming a little surprised and even a little aggrieved.
I traveled thousands of miles to get here, and this is the result I got?
It was a little hard for her to accept.
However, despite several negotiations, Han Sen insisted, so he finally gave up and asked his assistant to lock the safe again.
The scene was silent.
Especially Han Yize and Chen Jue were a little surprised and regretful when they saw their son reject the two million yuan so easily.
I can't understand Han Sen even more.
Because Wu Yu and others have experienced the Song Yun incident, they have relatively good psychological endurance when facing such a huge sum of money.
But I still feel a little pity
At this time, in full view of everyone, Pei Xueman had finished sorting out her mood. Then, as if nothing had happened, she suddenly turned around, took Han Xue's little hand, and said kindly and enthusiastically: "Sister, I'll find you when you have time in the future."
Let me play, I told you on the phone, if you have anything on your mind, you should talk to me, we should be the best best friends."
"Okay, okay!" Han Xue said excitedly.
Although I know it’s because of my brother, who can bear to refuse an idol’s invitation?
When Han Sen saw this, he was a little worried that his unscrupulous sister was being deceived.
So I took the initiative to ask Pei Xueman to exchange phone numbers.
This move made Pei Xueman very happy. She glanced at Han Xue from time to time. The more she looked at it, the more she liked it. She felt that this best friend she had just met was really good.
After Pei Xueman left, Han Sen and others packed their luggage with the help of the staff.
In addition to the main musical instruments, there are also some performance costumes, etc. Since they were borrowed from TVB, they need to be returned.
It was just nine o'clock in the evening when everything was tidied up.
The program team had already booked a hotel for Han Sen and his family in advance. At this time, Xie Fengxiang also helped contact a commercial vehicle in the station to pick up Han Sen and others, which also made it easier to bypass the reporters who were filming outside the TV station.
Because it was getting late and too much energy had been spent on this online concert, everyone returned to the hotel and went to bed early, preparing to greet Han Sen's parents tomorrow.
It's night, in the hotel room.
Chen Jue tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. She raised her legs and rubbed her husband: "Are you asleep?"
Han Yize snorted and seemed to have fallen asleep.
After a while, he replied: "What's wrong?"
"I'm a little flustered. Why do you think Asen has changed so much?"
"Oh, maybe he has gone through some things and has grown a lot, but I am convinced that this is our son, don't think nonsense."
"That's not what it is. My personality, tone of voice, and habits have all changed. I even feel that Asen is a bit strange today."
"...You're overthinking it."
"I hope, then will he really be allowed to enter the entertainment industry in the future? This is a circle of intrigues and intrigues. If you old rock and roll veterans hadn't been tripped up by others, you might be like our son today...
…”
"Don't mention it."
"Okay... But I'm still worried. Otherwise, you can contact Zhou Chen and ask him to take care of Asen."
"Zhou Chen? Oh, Chen Jue, Chen Jue, do you know what company your son signed with? Guangguang Group is the top company in the industry, and Zhou Chen has to look up to it."
"But he is still in this circle..."
"The child has grown up and has his own opinions. Don't worry about it. It's not like you haven't seen many things today. Your son is liked by so many people and is so favored by the company. From now on, you will
Just wait and enjoy the blessings.”
"Oh, I always feel flustered..."
"Free!"
"Get out! Go sleep on the sofa!"
"..."
…
Early in the morning, Han Sen wore a baseball cap with the brim lowered, a sweatshirt and shorts, and went out for a morning jog.
Then I heard the music of "Qian Qian Que Song" coming from a nearby teahouse.
The song I sang last night actually appeared on the street openly like this...
This surprised Han Sen.
What was even more surprising was that the teahouse seemed to be doing extremely well because of the song. Many nearby residents and day school students couldn't help but stop there to listen to the song.
After that, Han Sen ran for another half an hour. Along the way, he often heard "Bicycle" and "Broader Seas and Sky" coming from various shops, and even a newspaper seller at a roadside newsstand.
I was holding the radio and listening to "The Glorious Years" leisurely.
It feels amazing.
Overnight, the band Jinghong seemed to be popular all over Hong Kong.
People in the Greater Bay Area who originally loved listening to Mandarin songs seem to have suddenly regained their original intention and started listening to Cantonese again.
While I was thinking about it, my agent Tan Gaohan called:
"When are you ready to come to the capital? I'll book your air tickets for you."
"We can't do it today. My parents are coming to Xiangjiang. Let's take them to play! We have to deal with private matters in Xiangjiang tomorrow, so it should be the day after tomorrow!"
"Ok, I will wait for you."
Tan Gaohan spoke concisely, and then suddenly remembered something and said: "Your performance last night was great. The song "Qian Qian Que Song" was considered out of the circle and entered the top ten of the Weibo hot search list. After a little work, it entered the top three.
No problem, but some information about you is not suitable to be exposed too early. After you come to Beijing, I will have someone show you some operational plans, and we will discuss it in detail at that time."
Han Sen nodded.
Then he told the makeup artist Zhao Jingwen’s request to join the team.
Tan Gaohan did not object, but asked: "Have you won any awards?"
"should not……"
Han Sen said: "But I think it's pretty good."
Tan Gaohan smiled: "It's fine if you think it's good, but you'll need some training when you get to the capital. You'll also be shooting for fashion magazines in the future. The requirements for makeup artists are not only technical, but also aesthetic."
"good."
"By the way, there is news from "The King of Masked Singer". Their staff would like to meet you and get familiar with each other's information. After all, there is less than half a month left before the official recording begins.
, they seem to know nothing about you."
"Okay, I want to go to Jiangnan?" Han Sen asked.
He was not surprised that the other party knew nothing about him.
Although my own works "Bubble" and "Qian Qian Que Song" have been on the top ten of the hot search list, for a giant like Jiangnan TV, unless you dominate the list for a long time, even if you have seen it when browsing the hot search list
, but also forgotten in an instant.
Moreover, the hot searches were all for the names of the works, and they were obviously unfamiliar with the name Han Sen.
"No, they will send a professional director team to the capital to discuss it with you in detail."
"Understood."
After hanging up the phone, Han Sen finished his morning run and returned to the hotel.
Last night everyone settled in the hotel, the fees were paid by TVB, and they had a happy free time.
But early in the morning, Wu Yu and Zhong Juntao left.
They will leave for the capital soon, and today they all have their own personal matters that need to be dealt with as soon as possible.
In the hotel lobby, Han Sen took a quick look and found that his parents were a little depressed and seemed to have not slept well.
But my younger sister, Han Xue, was full of energy, swaying her braids. She ran over and hugged Han Sen's arm without letting go: "Brother!"
"What are you doing?" Han Sen asked strangely.
Han Xue said excitedly: "Pay back the money!"
Han Sen: "..."
He suddenly remembered that in his diary, his predecessor had been talking about the notes that he would double the money he owed his sister after receiving the one million reward for winning the show.
So he said thoughtfully: "Okay, how much do I owe you?"
Han Xue's eyes lit up and she asked instead of answering: "If I remember correctly, you said before that you would pay me back three times?"
Isn't it doubled?
Han Sen smiled but didn't point it out: "I did."
Han Xue's eyes brightened even more, she coughed and muttered: "In this case, forget about what you owed before, let's count from the end of last year until now, you owe me a total of two thousand seven hundred and six hundred
Eighteen dollars and fifty cents..."
"Do you remember it so clearly?"
"Of course, I gave up my winter vacation and worked part-time in a fast food restaurant for two or three weeks. I gave all my hard-earned money to you at once!"
Han Xue pointed to her wrinkled little leather shoes in aggrieved tone: "I've been wearing these shoes for two years!"
Han Sen didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Okay, I'll give it back to you."
"three times?"
"three times!"
Han Xue's eyes widened for a moment, and she looked at Han Sen in disbelief. Then she took three steps back, pinched her fair chin, and said in surprise: "Oh my god, if I asked you to pay back a hundred yuan before, you would have died, but you can't
Trick me..."
But when I think about last night, when I saw that one million in cash, I treated it like dirt...
She suddenly believed it.
For a moment, I actually felt that my brother was exceptionally tall and had an extraordinary temperament, but he was also so handsome, elegant, and graceful...
At this time, Chen Jue and Han Yize also looked over: "What are you two talking about? If you don't go to the restaurant, the hotel's free breakfast will be gone."
Han Sen responded and quickly followed.
Although Han Xue felt that her brother had changed a lot, she carelessly turned around and forgot about it, and followed her brother to get a meal.