contract residual love

Chapter 3

Liquor, shot him in the right chest, if not for his heart on the left, he would be a woo hoo.

Ling couldn't help feeling uncomfortable, and after a dance song, Ling saluted, "Miss Lily excuse me!"

Ling Bu Dai Lili objected, turned around and led Long Hefeng to the edge of the woods, but found nothing.

Uncle He came to Ling's side, "Follow me to meet my friends in the entertainment industry. The arms dealer has friends to meet today!"

"Okay!" Ling nodded to signal Long Hefeng to follow.

In the rest room prepared for guests on the second floor, there was a beautiful woman holding red wine and smoking a cigarette, looking like a big sister.

Zhezhe saw that Uncle He brought the three of them to the front, put down the red wine gently, and Qianqianyu took the cigarette from his mouth.Smiling with a woman's unique gentleness, "It's really rude, you don't knock on the door when you come, and you don't talk when you come in!"

"Hehe, Zhe Zhe, I don't know if we've arrived yet?" Uncle He stepped forward and put his arms around the woman's waist, and kissed her.

The woman pushed Uncle He away, and she seemed to have just seen the three people she brought with her. She covered her mouth in surprise and sighed, "Devil, angel, Zhengtai, this is the gift you gave me!"

Zhezhe said as he walked towards the three of them, as if he was picking a man he liked.Zhezhe climbed onto Ling's shoulder with a smile, stroked Ling's chest and said, "Little devil, are you interested in playing with my sister! My sister is very interested in you!"

Uncle He said with gusto, "They can become your cash cow as soon as possible, are you willing to play with their innocent teenagers?"

Zhe Zhe nodded thoughtfully, left Ling's side with great reluctance, stepped on her sky-hating height, and walked towards the sofa step by step, holding a cigarette in one hand and resting his chin in the other, asking, "What do you want to be? Singer , actor, or model!" Seeing that the three of them were silent, they were so angry that they said, "But the ones you want to be together are singers and actors. The models say they want to be famous in time, and the positive ones It will take a long time for the information! And it’s hard to tell if it’s famous or not!”

The three of them knew it well, it turned out that Uncle He had already told Zhe Zhe about the three of them a long time ago, but is this woman reliable?

Ling Leng nodded, Long Hefeng agreed and asked, "Yes, when can you start looking in the mirror!"

Zhezhe laughed like he heard a big joke, "Hehe, you have to write the lyrics and score first. Of course, acting is not that troublesome. If you have a suitable role, I can leave it to you, sister. After all, you were introduced by Brother He." of!"

Chapter 4疯狂的种子[本章字数：2097最新更新时间：2014-03-0408:07:02.0]

Zhe Zhe took out his business card and handed it to Ling. Ling took the business card and left and said, "See you tomorrow, I will bring the lyrics!"

When Ling and the others turned to leave, Zhezhe showed a sneer, "Brother He, you are so sure of his strength. I didn't see it at all, but an ambiguous hug can actually stiffen the muscles of the whole body." Zhezhe said with a smile here He said, "But the looks suit me! Just look..." Zhezhe looked at Uncle He with the tone of a businessman.

Uncle He said disapprovingly, "Really? This kid can do whatever he wants! He has always worked so hard to live!"

Ling returned home and wrote the song with confusion, Long Zuo wrote the lyrics aside, Feng took care of the failed works left behind by the two, and sang the lyrics intermittently from time to time.

Woke up at noon to contact Zhezhe and came to the entertainment company, Ling handed it to Zhezhe, Zhezhe looked at the lyrics in his hand, full of depravity, it was a hopeless struggle, looking at the lyrics in his hand, Zhezhe was like falling into a rose covered with thorns in flower.

Zhezhe gave Ling a cold look and picked up the phone, "Luke, is there anyone in the recording studio now? Oh! Okay, get ready! I'll bring someone to record right away!" Zhezhe hung up the phone with a satisfied smile.

When a group of people came to the recording studio, Ling was in charge of the lead singer's refreshing and indifferent tone, as if telling a forgotten fact, Long's magnetic force seemed to express an unwilling fact, and Feng's sweet and delicate voice expressed hope, temptation and disappointment.

Zhezhe held the document tightly, different voices, different feelings, but so shocking to the soul.Zhe Zhe originally asked them to give up the too gray lyrics, because there is no real emotion in the lyrics, and even the warmth is not full of the indifference and ruthlessness of the world, but in the strong and delicate voice of the wind, it becomes tearful .

Zhezhe couldn't help but be disappointed in his heart. What Uncle He wanted was to hold Ling up. Although Ling's voice was like pointing at people's hearts, Long's voice was resolute but full of fatigue from life.But it is the wind that shakes Zhezhe, otherwise she would have vigorously created the wind without hesitation, but now he does not have this opportunity.

Zhezhe covered his mouth in disbelief, bent down to cover up Feng's praise, and exclaimed, "It's too perfect, Ling, you guys did a good job, that's it for today!"

Ling put down the microphone with a satisfied smile, stretched out his hand to hold Long's hand, and hugged Feng with one hand. Feng's cheeks were instantly crimson, and Ling shouted loudly, "We succeeded!"

"Hmph, hum!" Zhezhe coughed twice symbolically, and quickly put on a serious expression, "Although you sing very well, this style is not suitable for New York!" The three fell into the icy hell, but Zhezhe rolled up a smile, "Of course your voices are well coordinated, practice more!"

Ling Fang let go of Long Hefeng and looked at Zhe Zhe in puzzlement, but said nothing.

Feng went forward, stood in front of Zhe Zhe and asked, "Why is it not suitable for New York! Do you know how important it is to us!"

Zhe Zhe smiled charmingly, looking into Feng's pure eyes, "I don't know, and I don't want to know, but I know you can still fight again! I'm giving you a chance!"

Ling raised the corners of his mouth in disdain and looked evil because Ling knew that it was impossible to walk on the singer's stage like this, "Long, Feng, let's go!"

Zhezhe watched Ling Pingping walk out of the recording studio without feeling disappointed or unhappy, as if he knew that he would deny it or had he given up?But letting go of such a talent seems to be sorry for myself, not to mention the task given by Brother He.Thinking of Brother He's methods, Zhezhe couldn't help being startled, "Oh no, I'm so happy with that guy, Daofeng, I forgot what I should do."

Zhezhe had no choice but to quickly catch up with Ling.Standing in front of Ling, "Do you want to give up?"

Ling pulled Zhe Zhe's hand away and smiled with a cold expression, "I never said I would give up. I just don't want to waste time on your denial!"

Zhezhe made an understanding expression, "Why, you are going to rewrite the lyrics!"

"Of course!" Ling replied in disbelief.

"Actually, don't be in such a hurry to create your own. I will send your final recording to the producer in the company and ask them to make lyrics. You can sing it, but it depends on your luck!"

Ling Lu smiled knowingly, "You have made all the arrangements!"

"Next Sunday, come here to find me!" Zhezhe said seriously, and Ling nodded silently and left.

Zhe Zhe watched Ling take Long and Feng away.With a rascal smile, Zhezhe took out his mobile phone and dialed Uncle He's number, and soon the other party's voice came.

"Zhe Zhe, is it over?"

Zhezhe lit a cigarette casually, puffed and said, "It is possible to make them popular within half a year. But there is no way for the three of them to form a group together." Zhezhe didn't know why he didn't want to tell He Shufeng's talent.

"Oh!" There was a puzzled voice from the opposite side, Zhe Zhe narrowed his eyes slightly, and calculated with an unclear expression, "If there is no wind? It's just a team of Ling and Long. We promote their strength behind the scenes, and their popularity will no longer last half a year." It's a myth!"

"Heh, Zhe Zhe, what I want is that they all become people in the entertainment industry. Not everyone wants to become a big singer. I don't worry about how to arrange for you to do it! You also have to know!"

Zhezhe hesitated for a moment and asked, "Will Ling agree?"

"What Ling wants is a capable helper, not a burden!" Uncle He said with certainty.

Zhe Zhe showed a voice of relief and regret, "Okay! I will officially accept the task!"

Ling returned home and opened the curtains, watching the head of the Xie family basking in the sun with Mrs. Mei, while the servants waited on them.With a sweet smile, Mrs. Mei was whispering to the head of the Xie family, with smiles coming from time to time.But there was a jealous voice in Ling's heart, "They seem to be very happy?" Another voice said, "Xie Hanling, are you? It has become a thorn in your heart!"

Ling didn't know why he had such an idea. He used a smile to cover up the curtain and leaned against the window. The hatred in his heart deepened little by little. No one saw that Ling was laughing wildly when he drew the curtain, like an evil spirit from hell. ghost.

Ling whispered, "Xie is the head of the family, Dad. You have already abandoned me and mother, and now you are abandoning me once again. Isn't it? Even I am not worthy to be your tool now!"

Ling's pupils were infinitely enlarged, and the hoarse voice that tore his throat murmured, "No... what am I thinking, I hate you, I want to destroy everything about you, you can only rely on me, and I can make you live Confession in front of mother's grave. Your betrayal, your ruthlessness, what kind of expression will you have on your face that will never panic." Speaking of this, Ling showed a confused smile and asked himself secretly, "But all this is done, what should I do? do what……!"

Ling thought about all his body and sat on the ground, clutching the curtains tightly in his hands, as helpless as if he was grasping a life-saving straw, his face was expressionless like a lifeless puppet, and he wanted to be a devout and desperate believer.

Chapter 5疯狂与伤害[本章字数：2418最新更新时间：2014-03-0408:58:17.0]

At dinner time the butler knocked on the door,