dhibooks Chapter 109 Hanchuan, I Can't Do Well
Chapter 109 Hanchuan, I Can't Do Well
"Compared to illusory luck, I am more practical. Even if you don't win the lottery, you still have me."
Song Han suddenly realized, and couldn't laugh or cry: "You misunderstood, I just think that I have been lucky recently, and I bought a lottery ticket on a whim, not because of lack of money..."
"Well, whatever you like." Li Hanchuan was noncommittal, "In short, don't worry about money, even if you don't want to work one day, I can afford you."
Although it was a misunderstanding, it did not prevent Song Han from being happy.He looked softly at Li Hanchuan with clear eyes full of spring water, "Understood, thank you husband."
The person in the camera is lying on the sofa, with his face pressed against the pillow, with a relaxed and comfortable expression.It's obviously not an alluring appearance, but he couldn't bear to look away.
Li Hanchuan's heart skipped a beat, and he twitched his fingertips, wanting to hug him, rub him, and kiss him.
Song Han was warmed by his earnest gaze, and said softly, "I'm going to take a bath."
Li Hanchuan's eyes darkened: "Go, don't turn it off, just put your phone here, I want to see you."
A faint layer of powder floated on Song Han's face, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his pupils flickered, allowing the camera to follow him to the bathroom.
The dense water vapor floats, and the white and delicate skin flashes past the eyes, and the gorgeous red plums in the snow color are especially eye-catching.
The warm water sprayed down, and mischievous water droplets rolled over Song Han's delicate collarbone.
He didn't look at the camera specifically, but brushed away his wet hair, revealing his smooth forehead, and let the warm water flow down his cheeks.
Although there was no substantive in-depth communication that day, he was very happy and excited to hear the man's much deeper and more melodious voice than before.
It's just that such a superficial communication can't relieve the deep anxiety hidden in his heart.
When he started his life again, he always felt that he had to be infected with Han Chuan's breath from the inside out, and he could only feel relieved if Han Chuan branded him.But Li Hanchuan was too tolerant towards him, always thinking about him, and didn't want to make him suffer a little bit.
He is not afraid, as long as it is given by Han Chuan, it doesn't matter if it hurts a little.
"Little Han..."
In the closed and quiet space, a man's hoarse voice suddenly sounded, and Song Han choked out a soft nasal voice: "Huh?"
Afraid he could not hear Li Hanchuan's words, he turned on the loudspeaker, and when he heard the shout, he turned his head and bumped into a pair of dark eyes.
If there was any substance in the undisguised longing for him, Song Han's heart trembled, and his eyes that were foggy from the heat were staring at Li Hanchuan, his fingers curled up, aggrieved and nervous, "Hanchuan, I can't do well..."
Restricted by Xiaobaihua's weak and pure personality, Song Han couldn't do it too far. He could only use his voice and expression to create a pitiful, helpless and innocent look who urgently needs a man to teach him.
"I taught you that day, don't you remember?"
Song Han's cheeks smeared with large swathes of bright red, and the water in his eyes floated: "I don't remember."
"I'll say it again, remember well, I'll go back and check."
"Ah."
Song Han, who didn't listen carefully in class, didn't let Teacher Li watch him. He only showed his face. His lips were moist and soft with warm water. His little face, which was more colorful than a begonia, was deeply embedded in Li Hanchuan's mind. The man's eyes were solemn. The tidy office changed instantly.
A terrible storm was brewing in the eyes that were as dark as a secluded pool, and his reason was pulled and almost collapsed. Li Hanchuan stared at the camera that couldn't see anything, and could only faintly hear a few sounds from the rushing water. He moaned as his mind exploded.
Time passed by every minute and every second, and finally the sound of the water stopped, and the mist slowly drifted away.
Yubai's body wrapped in a white bathrobe swayed past, followed by the noisy "whirring" sound of the hair dryer.
The wet and sticky hair on the slender neck was brushed away and dried by thin white fingers, Li Hanchuan's heart became more restless.
If he was here, he should have personally taught Song Han just now, and now he can hold someone to fix his hair, and later he can wear the new clothes Song Han bought for him and kiss Song Han on the forehead to say goodnight...
"Good night, Hanchuan."
Song Han wrapped himself into a ball, his blushing face was full of love.
"good night."
Reluctantly hanging up the video call, Song Han rubbed against the quilt with her eyes closed, her bright red lips slightly curled up, and she chuckled.
Li Hanchuan, who had already flown over to sleep peacefully with him, looked at the documents on the table, and resignedly picked up the pen.
The sooner it is dealt with, the sooner it will pass.
He invested enough funds to go in, and the filming of the crew was progressing very quickly. Before the old man's [-]th birthday, the filming of Song Han's scenes was almost finished. When the lead person officially showed up, he would be able to safely assign him to Li Hanchuan. under the name.
The future life plans of the two were gradually perfected under Li Hanchuan's calm arrangement, and Song Han slept peacefully until dawn.
After Weibo became popular, the crew looked at him even more eagerly.
Many people joked that if he really won the grand prize, he would treat everyone to the five-star rating, Song Han smiled embarrassedly and responded one by one.
Most people didn't take this seriously, only some people who couldn't figure out the relationship between Song Han and Li Hanchuan, but still wanted to know about Li Hanchuan's situation from Song Han, paid attention to the lottery time, thinking that when the time came, they would pick up the plane and spend more time with Song Han. Chat a few words and get familiar.
Ji Xiaocheng was different from these people. This young but dedicated little assistant asked Song Han the number of the lottery ticket early on, waiting nervously for the draw.
"08, 15, 37..."
Excitement burst from the boy's eyes, and the boy's face flushed suddenly. After reading the last number, Ji Xiaocheng jumped up from the chair.
"Ahhhhhh—" Ji Xiaocheng grabbed Song Han's shoulder and shook it desperately, "Brother Han! You hit it!"
"You won! No. 11000 million..."
Song Han blinked.
The cheat effect is not bad, but No. 11000 million is only one-fifth of the pocket money Han Chuan gave him...
The expression management was only for a moment, Song Han was stunned for a moment, disbelief and surprise appearing alternately.Born in an orphanage, he was stunned by the 1000 million for his lack of experience.After a while, his hands trembled, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Really, really?"
"Really!" Ji Xiaocheng grabbed his phone and pushed the lottery query page in front of him, "Look! One first prize, 1000 million!"
Song Han tried his best to stabilize his emotions, took out his mobile phone to check the numbers one by one, and waited for the final confirmation, his lips trembled and said: "I, I really got hit..."
"Yes!" Ji Xiaocheng turned into a fanboy, "Brother Han, you are so awesome!"
Hearing his excited shout, all the crew members present heard it.
【Ding!Gain 2 points of hatred]
【Ding!Gain 3 points of hatred]
【Ding!reward……】
Some people complimented, some congratulated, and some invited guests, Song Han blushed: "Thank you everyone."
Taking a deep breath, Song Han patted his chest to let it out, and temporarily put this matter to the back of his mind.
Next, he will film the highlight moment of his role with the male one - he died tragically by the male lead's sword.
Seeing him adjust his mentality so quickly, director Zhou Zian nodded approvingly, raised the clapper, "Start!"
【Ding!Gain 10 favorability points from Zhou Zian]
【Ding!Gain 20 favorability points from Luo Bingfei]
【Ding!reward……】
Actress Luo Bingfei sat beside her to touch up her makeup. Her manager saw her eyes widen slightly, staring blankly at Song Han, who was holding a sharp sword in his hand, and sighed, "He has a serious attitude, hard work and talent, and he is not bad looking. , He can’t justify it if he’s not popular.”
"This is probably God's reward for eating." Luo Bingfei said softly: "He has the best acting skills and the best temper among the newcomers I have ever seen."
"If Mr. Li holds it again..."
The latter words are self-evident.
"Card!"
Zhou Zian was very satisfied. He walked quickly to Song Han who was lying on the ground on his back, and stretched out his hand to pull him up, "It's alright, alright, get up!"
"Thank you, director." Song Han glanced at Yao Kun, the male lead, who was looking at him with a terrifying look.
"Did you fall?" Yao Kun raised his eyebrows.
"Fortunately, Brother Kun didn't poke too hard."
In the scene of his death, the male protagonist originally stabbed him to death with a sword, but at the end he let go of his strength. It was he who slammed into him with all his heart, and fell to the ground with a smile.
Song Han patted his clothes, then turned to look at Zhou Zian: "Director, can I finish work early today? I promised everyone a treat."
"Call the job! The multi-millionaire wants to treat guests, how can he not show face!" Zhou Zian yelled.
After the tax of 1000 million, there are a few million left. These few million are nothing to an actress like Luo Bingfei, but they are a huge sum of money to the crew!
Everyone immediately cheered.
"Sister Fei, Brother Kun, are you free to go?" Song Han asked expectantly.
Luo Bingfei curved her lips: "I'm just a little hungry."
Yao Kun also laughed and said, "How can I be missing from the dinner party?"
That's it for the invitation.
Song Han shared the good news with Li Hanchuan on WeChat, and planned to buy a few boxes of the most comfortable underwear in Li Hanchuan's size as soon as he received the order.
Ji Xiaocheng contacted the hotel, and a group of people rushed over.
Song Han posted a Weibo: Thank you for your care, refill.Screenshot of tonight's lottery numbers, and a photo of everyone on the set toasting.
Luo Bingfei and Yao Kun reposted Weibo, thanking the boss for the hospitality.
Zhou Zian also retweeted it, picking up another wave of "Blood Mountain and River" enthusiasm, which filled the fans' expectations.
Soon someone noticed these few messages, and as Song Han expected, he was pushed to the trending search again.
There was a lot of discussion among the people. Some people envied his good luck, while others complained sourly that a star actually went to buy a lottery ticket because of how rich he was.What's more, someone dug up the orphanage where he was raised, compared the dilapidated orphanage with the magnificent five-star hotel, and accused him of being ungrateful!
In his previous life, he would have chosen a more secure and low-key method to slowly climb up, but now...
He has the system, Hanchuan and the experience accumulated in his previous life, why waste time?
He just wants to be unscrupulous and show his sharpness!He wants to become popular as quickly as possible, he wants to stand beside Li Hanchuan!
He was probably spoiled to be so aggressive.
The phone vibrated slightly, and a message came in.
LG: "Don't drink too much, I'll pick you up later."
The curly eyelashes drooped slightly, and Song Han unconsciously hooked his lips.
He's just so confident.