she's a rose she's a gun

Wenming knew what Nico was thinking, and waved his hands awkwardly: "I don't care, it's more lively if there are more people."

"What are you talking about? Sneaky." Mu Yang's voice suddenly sounded from behind, and she came in front of the two of them, shaking her hands, and sat down on the sofa: "I'm so tired, I'm finally done."

"Thank you!" Wen Wen pinched Mu Yang's shoulder.

Nico looked disapproving: "I'm talking bad about you, you look so disgraced right now, you should really take a picture of it for fans to see." As he spoke, he pretended to take out his phone.

"How dare you!" Mu Yang and Nico wrestled together, while Wen Wenming laughed and fought back.

That afternoon, Wen Wenming moved into Mu Yang's house, and the cohabitation life officially started.

Two days later, Wenming's leg injury was almost healed, and thanks to the secret potion made by Nico's hospital, Wenming also returned to normal work rhythm.

It's Saturday in a blink of an eye.

Mu Yang, who was about to take the stage, was a little nervous. This morning, she pretended to casually mention that she had a fan meeting tonight, and tentatively asked Wen Wenming if she wanted to come and watch.

Wenming smiled and said, "Of course, I'm also one of your fans."

However, now that the show is about to start, there is still no trace of Wenming. Mu Yanggang sent her a message, but has not received a reply.

Mu Yang was a little disappointed, but he quickly adjusted his mentality, probably because he was busy with the case. After all, he was a policeman, so it was understandable.

Just when she was about to put down her phone and was about to go on stage, her phone rang.

"Come on, I'm here."

Even Mu Yang didn't realize it, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth naturally.

"Hi everyone, I'm Mu Yang."

She noticed it when she sang the first song. On the third chair from the left in the penultimate row, the girl who was happily waving fluorescent sticks with the fans around her was smiling brightly.

Time flies, and two hours are fleeting. Mu Yang sang a song with fans and shared anecdotes about her recent filming.

Mu Yang is in a very happy mood. She has always had a good relationship with her fans. Because she doesn't like traffic, most of her rational fans really like her acting skills and works. She is also very grateful to those who always like her and recognize her.

"The following song, I want to express my gratitude to you all. You may have such a situation more or less, that is, you liked me at the beginning, but due to family, study, work and other reasons, you left I passed by me for a while, but after finishing the matter, one day you took a look at me, and then came back to continue to accompany me."

Mu Yang took a deep breath: "No one forced you to do this. Although I always hope that you will look back, I will never force you, but you did it naturally."

"This song "U" is for you, thank you for meeting again."

Mu Yang's eyes froze on the third chair from the left in the penultimate row for an instant, and the girl in that seat was obviously stunned for a moment, and it took two seconds before she started to swing with the surrounding crowd.

Thirteen years ago, Class 13 ([-]) of Jiabei No. [-] Middle School was having a physical education class. However, after the physical education teacher led everyone to run for two laps, they were free to move around freely.

Wen Wenming, who just entered the first year of junior high school, didn't know what to do. She was very slow to learn, and the classmates in her class were not familiar with her yet, so she was afraid to communicate with them.

She looked around and chose a secluded side step that was not exposed to the sun. Compared with the lively playground, there was only one girl sitting there.

Wen Wenming walked over lightly, and saw clearly that the girl was in their class, and she was listening to MP3 with earphones on. She didn't disturb her, but sat diagonally to her.

Just as Wenming was staring at the clouds in a daze, something suddenly touched her shoulder.

"Want to listen to music?" The girl didn't have any expression on her face, and handed her an earphone without any greetings.

"Ah, okay." Civilization froze for a moment, then took the earphones.

It's a song with a nice melody.

"The name of this song is "U". I really like it." The girl observed Wen Wenming's expression and saw that she also thought it was good, so she spoke again.

"Well, it sounds nice, thank you...I...my name is Wenming." Wenming said nervously, remembering that her mother told her to be polite and express her gratitude to others for their concern.

The girl was obviously stunned for a moment, and then replied with some hesitation: "I...my name is Mu Yang."

"Hello, Mu Yang."

"Hello, civilization."

The fan meeting ends and Civilization slips backstage.

"Hey, I said why didn't you come? Why is it so late, but fortunately there is still an empty seat." Nico saw the civilization at a glance, greeted and blamed.

"I'm sorry, sorry, I was going to leave, but I was dragged to work by the leader. It was too late. Fortunately, I met you at the door. Thank you very much!" Wenming put his hands together and thanked Nico.

She wanted to come early today, but she was dragged by Yang Dongliang to check the online status of Yangzai and Lige. After finally getting some clues, Yang Dongliang kindly let her go with a wave of his hand, and took Dabig to find clues .

Wen Wenming rushed to the scene in a hurry, but it was still a step late. Mu Yang was already ready to play. In desperation, she happened to meet Nico who came out to observe the situation. She stuffed it.

"The performance was very successful." Wen Wen greeted Nico and came to Mu Yang.

At this time, Mu Yang was taking off her makeup, she raised her eyes, and compared Wen Wenming through the mirror.

The two were immersed in memories for a while, without speaking.

"Wing Wenming, let's have dinner tomorrow at noon to celebrate Mu Yang's birthday, you should come too." Nico came in from the outside as he spoke.

"It's 'everyone', but in fact it's just me, Bai Weiran and Sun Xuao, you all know each other, so don't worry." Nico closed the door after entering, and whispered the last sentence.

"Yeah." Civilization looked at her gratefully and nodded emphatically.

Mu Yang stood up and took Wen Wenming's arm: "Go home."

On the way back, Mu Yang looked at Wenming who was driving, thought for a while, and said, "You can call Wang Gen at noon tomorrow, and if you like, you can also ask Captain Yang and the other criminal police if they want to come."

Wen Wenming said with a wry smile: "Wang Gen is definitely willing, Xiao Han Dabiao and the others are fine, I ask Lao Yang, his character may not come, but he has been talking about thanking you for the past two days, saying that he can catch the force safely. Brother has a lot of credit for you."

Mu Yang smiled: "That is, I can still help you."

As soon as he made the phone call, as expected, Wang Gen agreed to come without waiting for Wen Wenming to clarify the time and place. Yang Dongliang surprised Wen Wenming a little.

"It seems that Lao Yang really wants to thank you this time." Wen Wen said while wiping Mu Yang's hair.

"I also want to thank him for putting you back to listen to my singing." Mu Yang made a face at Wenming in the mirror.

At noon the next day, Mu Yang and Wenming were waiting for guests in a private room of a low-key hotel.

It was indeed Wang Gen who arrived first. She shyly handed Mu Yang a beautifully packaged box, said "Happy Birthday" in a low voice, and quietly hid beside Wenming.

"What did you send?" Civilization asked jokingly.

"mechanical keyboard."

civilization:"……"

"It's the color of candy, by the way, what celebrities are here today? Will I look too nervous? Will they notice me? Will they think I'm too outside the circle? Oh no, you are also outside the circle , oh but you're different..."

Wen Wen rolled his eyes and left the chattering Wang Gen behind.

"Master!" Wen Wenming, who was about to send a message to Yang Dongliang, looked up and saw him walking in.

Like Wang Gen, he was actually a little nervous, as if he was not used to wearing a stiff suit, probably because he had never been to such an occasion before.

Yang Dongliang handed Mu Yang a wine bottle wrapped in kraft paper: "Happy birthday, I will send you a bottle of white wine, thank you for your contribution to the party and the people in the fight against criminals." present.

Flattered, Mu Yang took the wine bottle with both hands, quickly bowed and said, "Thank you Captain Yang, as a good citizen, those are what I should do."

Wen Wenming looked at this scene dumbfounded, and after Mu Yang finished speaking, he pulled Yang Dongliang over and said in a low voice, "Old Yang, it's over, it's not the leader's inspection."

Yang Dongliang waved at her helplessly, then returned to Mu Yang, took out the pen and paper in his pocket, and asked Mu Yang cautiously: "Well...my daughter likes you very much, can you sign for her?"

Civilization collapsed.

While talking and laughing, Nico and Bai Weiran also came in, and Mu Yang and Wen Wenming led everyone to meet one by one.

Mu Yang saw that almost everyone had arrived, so he guided everyone to sit down. As soon as everyone sat down, Sun Xuao walked in hastily.

Seeing so many people in front of him, he was obviously stunned for a moment, but he quickly bowed slightly and sat on the empty seat next to Yang Dongliang.

Seeing Sun Xuao's gloomy face, Wen Wenming couldn't help feeling a little worried. She quietly met Mu Yang who was beside her, and Mu Yang also showed a worried expression.

Hope nothing happens.

The dining process was quite pleasant, most of the time Wang Gen was gossiping with Nico, and the two hit it off, and the complaints were surprisingly consistent, as if they were sisters who met each other and hated each other.Yang Dongliang listened silently from the side. Although he didn't seem to care, Wen Wenming felt that he liked the messy things they were talking about.

"Heal completely?" Mu Yang asked Bai Weiran who was sitting on the left.

"Well, there's no problem." Bai Weiran took a big mouthful of vegetables and posed like a Popeye.

"How does it feel to be recording the variety show I'm accepting these days?" Mu Yang asked with concern like a confidant big sister.

Bai Weiran put down his chopsticks, and thought about it carefully: "Generally speaking, it's okay, and I can learn something, because it's a variety show about improving acting skills, and the instructor's opinions are very pertinent, but there are a few artists who seem to have their own opinions. With a fixed character setting, it feels that some behaviors and language are difficult to understand."

Mu Yang nodded: "That's it. I probably know which company you are talking about. Their company tradition has always been like this. Just avoid it in the future."

Just as he was talking, Sun Xuao suddenly got up from the dining table, went around Mu Yang's back, and patted her on the shoulder lightly: "Sister Mu, can you come out for a while, I have something to tell you."

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