“Qingqing, this beauty is also your friend?”
Handong is meeting Gao Qian for the first time. She is as beautiful as Ye Qingqing. Since today is an employee dinner, and Ye Qingqing can invite her, it means that they must have a good relationship.
Ye Qingqing frowned slightly. Although her relationship with Gao Qian was not bad, it was not very good either. If she hadn't taken the initiative to come today, she would have definitely left her alone.
But Han Dong, looking like this when he sees a beautiful woman, is really disgusting.
"Her name is Gao Qian."
Such a simple introduction, Ye Qingqing will not falsely say that this is her good sister and best friend.
Except for the master's wife, everyone who competes with her to snatch the master is on the opposite side.
At this time, Ye Qingqing was sitting next to Lu Yin, and Gao Qian was sitting opposite Lu Yin. Han Dong sat directly next to Gao Qian and said with a smile: "Miss Gao, hello, my name is Han Dong, I am Qingqing's friend."
Hello!" Gao Qian had a polite smile on her face, but she just nodded to Han Dong, and then lowered her head to drink water.
The look in Han Dong's eyes when he saw her just now was too familiar. She really didn't like such a person.
Smiling is just out of good upbringing, not to reject people thousands of miles away, but it is also just right without losing etiquette. After all, Han Dong has said that he is Ye Qingqing's friend.
"You must be very good friends." Han Dong started to raise the topic in a self-righteous way.
“Cough!” Gao Qian was drinking water and almost spat it out when she heard his words, but she swallowed it back, choking and coughing again and again.
Obviously, she and Ye Qingqing are definitely not best friends.
"I'm sorry, my throat feels a little uncomfortable recently, maybe I have a cold." Gao Qian also felt that this was a bit rude, as if she was telling others that her relationship with Ye Qingqing was not very good.
"You have a cold? Do you want me to take your pulse? I have also learned some medical skills." Han Dong asked diligently.
Gao Qian quickly waved her hand and said: "No, it's a little cold, I'll just take some medicine and it will be fine."
"Let's take a look!" Han Dong grabbed Gao Qian's wrist and put two fingers on it.
Gao Qian stared at Han Dong with a strange expression. Is this man mentally retarded?
Can't you tell that her saying she had a cold was just an excuse? ?
However, since her pulse has been taken, I believe he can tell that she is not sick.
Normal people should also understand that she just wanted to relieve the embarrassment, right?
"You... are you okay? Well, you are on your menstrual period now. Drink more hot water."
Gao Qian's eyes almost popped out. She is indeed on her period today, but...
Even if you found out by taking a pulse, do you need to say it in public?
This man is mentally ill!
Gao Qian suddenly withdrew her hand, her face turned livid, and said, "I know to drink more hot water, I don't need you to remind me!"
Ye Qingqing sat across from him, holding back his laughter and almost died. Han Dong, this living treasure, really disgusted Gao Qian. Sure enough, it was right to let him come over for dinner.
Who makes this little girl want to hook up with her master?
Deserved it!
Han Dong didn't think that Gao Qian was angry. He even felt that Gao Qian must be impressed by his superb medical skills. He told her about her menstrual period. She must be extremely shy, right?
"By the way, I saw a piano placed at the door, but the woman didn't play it, so why don't I present a song for everyone."
Just now Lu Yin had played the song "Eight Scenes of Chang'an", and his skill was unparalleled in the world.
Moreover, based on the conversation between Lu Yin and Meng Qingrou just now, Gao Qian and the others also knew that it was Qin Zheng. Although there was no problem in insisting that it was Qin Zheng, they always felt that Han Dong wanted to deliberately show off his abilities.
"You go ahead and play." Ye Qingqing was too lazy to say more. His master had played a piece just now, but it was a pity that Han Dong came too late and didn't hear it. Now that he wanted to show his embarrassment, let him be ugly. By the way, look at the difference between this ordinary person and his master!
Handong heard what Ye Qingqing said, he stood up quickly and asked: "Qingqing, what do you want to hear?"
Ye Qingqing is a medical student and doesn't know much about music, let alone many repertoires. But since Han Dong asked, she simply said: "Ambush from all sides, can you do it?"
"Ambush from all sides?" Han Dong was stunned. Ye Qingqing actually knew this?
You must know that the song "House of Flying Daggers" is extremely difficult. Although he learned some temperaments from his master, he only scratched the surface after all. Even if his master couldn't play "House of Flying Daggers" well, let him play it now?
Ye Qingqing saw that he was stunned and asked: "Can you do it?"
"Yes! Why not? I started playing the piano when I was five years old, and when I was ten years old, I had already played House of Flying Daggers more than a hundred times." Han Dong can only bite the bullet now. Most people have never heard of such a difficult piece of music anyway, so as long as he plays it like that, it will be fine?
Have you bombed House of Flying Daggers more than a hundred times when you were ten years old?
Mengrou turned her head gently and her eyes fell on Han Dong. When she heard this sentence, her eyes shone with a strange light.
This young man was at the same table as Lu Yin. As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. Lu Yin played so well, so naturally the friends he was with were good.
Having played House of Flying Daggers a hundred times at the age of ten, what is the concept?
Absolutely a genius!
Even if it doesn’t reach Lu Yin’s god-like artistic conception, it’s definitely not too bad.
Handong walked up to Meng Qingrou, with a smile on his face, and said, "Beauty, how about I borrow the piano?"
Handong Meng Qingrou's beautiful eyes were filled with brilliance at this time, and the eyes he looked at Han Dong were full of longing.
If she could reach the level of Han Dong when she was ten years old, it would be unimaginable.
"Please!" Meng Qingrou stood up slowly, nodded to Han Dong and smiled slightly.
Han Dong smiled. Sure enough, he was as handsome as he was, and beauties had the same attitude when they saw him.
After sitting down, Han Dong smiled at Meng Qingrou and tuned the strings...
Meng Qingrou was stunned. Lu Yin had already tuned it just now, why did this person still have to tune it?
Is his method different from others?
Han Dong saw her in a daze and said, "Beauty, House of Flying Daggers is not very easy to play. You have to adjust the strings."
Meng Qingrou nodded weakly. Of course she knew that House of Flying Daggers was not easy to play. She had played it hundreds of times when she was ten years old, so she naturally knew how to adjust it. It was not her turn to give guidance.
After Han Dong finished speaking, his fingertips began to move.
Several notes jumped out, Meng Qingrou's left brow jumped a little, it was so unpleasant...
What the hell is this?
Ambush from all sides?
Are you serious?
After listening for a few seconds, the expression on Meng Qingrou's face became even more wonderful.
This sound is so out of tune that it’s even ambushed from all sides!
Comparing with what Lu Yin played just now, this is simply...
It’s just a piece of shit! !
Meng Qingrou wants Han Dong to wake her up now. Is this the person who just boasted that he played House of Flying Daggers a hundred times when he was ten years old?
However, she finally endured it, and when Han Dong finished playing, she looked at the man expressionlessly.
"How is it? Beauty, you play pretty well, right? Do you want to leave a WeChat message?" After Han Dong stood up, he took out his mobile phone and introduced himself, "My name is Han Dong, I don't know what you call beauty?"
"Forget it via WeChat." Meng Qingrou picked up Qin Zheng, turned around and walked out of the hotel.
Handong looked at the soft background of the dream, smelled the faint fragrance coming from his nose, smiled and said to himself: "Girls are still shy. Next time we meet, you will naturally send me WeChat."
Lu Yin did not make any comments from beginning to end. Han Dong's level was too poor.
Han Dong returned to his seat, looked at Ye Qingqing with a smile, and asked, "Qingqing, am I playing well?"
Ye Qingqing didn't know much about music either. Except for Lu Yin, she sounded the same as everything else, and that was probably the case.
"Not bad." Ye Qingqing smiled.
"That's right!" Han Dong smiled proudly, continued to sit next to Gao Qian, and looked at Gao Qian again.
Gao Qian: "..."
Handong continued to look at her.
Gao Qian glanced at him, and in the end she could only say expressionlessly: "Not bad."
Han Dong smiled proudly again, looked at Lu Yin, and asked, "Lu Yin, do you want to learn? I'll teach you!"
Lu Yin smiled and said nothing. This was somewhat similar to a child he had taught many years ago. He was stupid and didn't know the heights of the world.
"Ahem!" Gao Qian choked without drinking any water this time, covering her mouth and coughing repeatedly.
Teach Lu Yin to play the guzheng?
"Waiter, pour some hot water, this beauty wants to drink hot water!" Seeing Gao Qian coughing, Han Dong shouted to the waiter, as if to remind Gao Qian that your aunt is here.
After Gao Qian heard this, she finally managed to catch her breath, clenched her fists tightly, and almost beat Han Dong to death without holding back!
She now seriously doubted whether she had gone out without reading the almanac. Forgetting Lu Yin, a guy who was so angry that he would not pay for his life, how could he meet such a lunatic again?
“What kind of evil have I done?!” Gao Qian already regretted it.
She was wrong, really wrong!
If you want to talk to Lu Yin about the live broadcast, when can you not talk about it and have to come over for dinner?
You shouldn’t go out today! !