half blind

The smell of gunpowder smoke in the air became more and more intense, and the woman in charge of the reception was at a loss, completely confused about the situation, and did not know how to persuade the fight in trepidation.

At this moment, another voice came in, "Is the sign here?"

Zhang Qing and Bai Yidong turned their heads at the same time, Zhang Qing suddenly showed a surprised expression, he never expected to meet this person in this kind of place.

Ink cat?

"ink--"

"Qian Zimo." Mo Mao interrupted him, stretched out his hand and shook Zhang Qing, "Nice to meet you."

"Ah, hello, hello." Zhang Qing reacted and shook hands with him.

The smell of gunpowder smoke in the air was interrupted by Mo Mao's arrival, Bai Yidong restrained his hostile eyes, silently signed his name, and dragged his luggage away.

Mo Mao glanced at Bai Yidong with interest, then lowered his head and signed his name, then patted Zhang Qing on the shoulder, "Let's go, roommate, please take care of me."

Duanmurou, who came in behind, looked at Mo Mao and Zhang Qing curiously, but didn't ask directly, but said to Zhang Qing, "Then you go back and have a rest, I'll go to the program team to ask about tomorrow's recording. "

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Zhang Qing and Mo Mao walked side by side and followed the receptionist's guidance to find the dormitory.The condition of the dormitory looks pretty good. The room for two people has air-conditioning and private bathroom. Although it is not as big as a hotel room, the equipment is quite complete.

"Okay, you must ask me why I'm here, right?" After closing the door, Mo Mao threw the luggage on the ground casually, and lay down on the bed by the window.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Qing asked curiously.

"Singing is my hobby. My dad didn't want me to do those useless radio dramas all day long, so he put me in this show and asked me to 'cultivate serious hobbies'." Mo Mao's expression lacked interest , "I'm too embarrassed not to give him face, but fortunately, with you and me, I don't feel so boring."

Zhang Qing was stunned, "Who is your father?"

Mo Mao sighed and muttered, "Qian Aiguo."

Zhang Qing: ...

Qian patriotic?Is it the husband of the rich woman who took care of Bai Yidong?In other words... Mo Mao's mother is the one who took care of Bai Yidong? !

Zhang Qing was confused.

Momao, do you know how many people across the country want to be on this show?In your case, it has become a means of perfunctory dad?

Is this just fighting dad?

"That Bai Yidong, does he have any trouble with you?" Mo Mao asked, "I think you two are choking when talking."

Zhang Qing's face darkened, "Well, I still remember when Cen Shang asked me, did I force Chen Lou to death?"

Mo Mao nodded, "You said it was another person who forced her to death."

"That person is Bai Yidong."

Mo Mao showed a clear expression, "So that's the case, I said, no wonder. This is indeed something he can do."

"How much do you know about Bai Yidong?" Zhang Qing asked.

"Not much, I don't like to pay attention to things in the entertainment industry, but I know he is my mother's little lover." Mo Mao said, with a disgusted expression on his face.

Unexpectedly, Mo Mao spoke so directly, Zhang Qing didn't know how to react.

"My parents didn't care about me since I was a child, and I was brought up by a nanny. In name, I'm busy with work, but in fact, I know that the two of them don't care at all." Mo Mao rolled his eyes, "I'm not the crystallization of love, but him. In order to deal with the media, the two used props to show their love as husband and wife. I always knew that the two of them got married out of interest, and both of them didn't know how many little lovers they had behind their backs."

This child looked only at the age of a college student, but he didn't expect to see these things thoroughly.

"I don't like such a messy place in the entertainment industry. I like to dub and do dramas with my friends, but my parents just don't like me doing this." Qian Zimo said disdainfully, "I'm not short of money, really. I don't know why they are against it."

...Student Qian Zimo, if you say what you say, you will be beaten up by others.

"What about you?" Mo Mao turned over and asked curiously, "Aren't you that lately, a lot of black material? How did you get the resources of this show and climb up to the boss?"

"Rather than climbing up, it's better to say that he was targeted by the big boss." Zhang Qing smiled wryly, "This big boss seems to have a lot of free time every day, and he just wants to see me fight Bai Yidong to the death."

"That kid named Bai seems to be quite popular recently, and my mother got a lot of resources." Mo Mao simply sat up from the bed and asked curiously, "Do you think you can win him?"

"I don't need to beat him." Zhang Qing shook his head and smiled, "I just need to not lose, that's all."

"You are interesting." Mo Mao rubbed his chin with great interest, "It's a pity that such an interesting person doesn't become popular."

Zhang Qing laughed, "You put it lightly, you are lighting a match, you can set it on fire casually."

"I don't understand the messy things in your entertainment circle." Mo Mao stretched his waist, "I'm here to sing, I'll go home early after the show."

"Have you prepared the song to be sung tomorrow?" Zhang Qing asked.

"Ang. No matter how perfunctory I am, I can't be embarrassing on such a big show, right?" Mo Mao said, "But I heard that apart from singing, there is also a performance in pairs."

"Is that an impromptu performance?" Zhang Qing said, "Two people are randomly selected as a group to perform on one theme."

"What's random? There are few variety shows you are on." Mo Mao sneered mercilessly, "It is said to be random, but it was arranged early in the morning. Huh? Depending on the situation, the two of us are in the same dormitory, and it is likely that we will be arranged together."

"That's it." Zhang Qing always felt a little uncomfortable, and never thought that one day he would be educated by a student.

"Most likely, after everyone is here, the subject of the duet performance will be delivered tomorrow. In this way, we will have at least one night to think about it." After Mo Mao finished speaking, he jumped up from the bed, "Hey, are you hungry? Hungry? Let's go out to eat first!"

Seeing Mo Mao's relaxed and nonchalant expression, Zhang Qing smiled helplessly, feeling that she was not so nervous anymore.

"Okay, let's go."

"What do you want to eat? I invite you." Mo Mao patted his chest.

"You're not very old, and your tone is not young." Zhang Qing teased, "What do you want to eat?"

"Oh, I want to eat barbecue. How about it? I know there is a delicious barbecue nearby. I guarantee that you will want to eat the second time after eating it once!" Mo Mao gave him a thumbs up.

Zhang Qing was a little hesitant. Barbecue restaurants usually have a lot of people, so it would be quite a hassle to be recognized...

Mo Mao seemed to see his worry, and patted him on the shoulder, "Are you afraid that the paparazzi will stare at you? Don't worry, that will definitely not happen in that store. Let's go."

After the other party said this, Zhang Qing couldn't say anything more, so he nodded and followed Mo Mao out the door.

But the next development is far beyond Zhang Qing's imagination.

First, as soon as they left the dormitory, there was a high-end bright blue supercar waiting for them.Standing beside the luxury car were four black-clothed bodyguards who looked like they came out of a movie, and they called Mo Mao the young master.

"I'm just going to have a meal with my friend, you don't have to do this." Mo Mao had a headache and waved desperately, "Go back! Do you know that you are stuck here like collecting protection money, scaring people out of their hearts What about sickness?"

"But, young master..."

"Young mother, you told me not to call me that outside!" Mo Mao stared like a cat, "Go away, don't get in the way! Go back and tell my father, I'm done, there's no need to stop!" Send someone to watch me!"

Several bodyguards looked at me and I looked at you, so they had to get out of the way.

"Get in the car." Mo Mao took out the car key and pressed it handsomely.

Only then did Zhang Qing realize, "Are you driving?"

"Nonsense, this is my car." Mo Mao's face was full of displeasure, "Hey, do you treat me like a child too?"

You were a kid, but you went from an ordinary kid to a super rich kid.

"No." Zhang Qing said quickly, and got into the co-pilot.

Mo Mao looked like a child who was unreliable, but he didn't expect to drive quite steadily.But they are on the road in the center of the capital, so it is not realistic to think about it.

Every time the blue supercar stopped at the intersection, Zhang Qing could feel the eyes projected from all directions.

"I thought a red supercar would be enough to be coquettish, but I didn't expect you to order a blue one." Zhang Qing shook his head, unable to bear to look directly at him, "That's coquettish enough. Is this the world of the rich second generation?"

Mo Mao was happy when he heard it, "I originally wanted the whole red car, but he likes blue, so he bought the blue one in the end."

"Yo." Zhang Qing teased, "You already have a sweetheart at such a young age?"

"Why do you talk so much." Mo Mao gave him a vicious look, "Be careful of annoying people."

Zhang Qing laughed twice and stopped talking.

It didn't take long to arrive at the barbecue restaurant Mo Mao had mentioned.Zhang Qing knew at a glance that it was the same as the restaurant where Kong Yishan ate that day, it was a high-end membership-only restaurant, and there was no signboard outside.

Recently, he has been lucky enough to eat this kind of high-end rice one after another.

"You rich people, do you all come to this kind of place to eat?" Zhang Qing sighed at the solid wood decoration as soon as he walked in the door.

"I don't come here very often. No one knows me anyway. I often hang out with my friends at food stalls." Mo Mao said, "Isn't your situation special? We need special care."

"...Then thank you very much." Zhang Qing said helplessly.

"However, this barbecue is delicious and really delicious, and the steak is also a serious Kobe steak. You must try it." Mo Mao is eager to try.

"Master Zimo, are you still the same as before?" A waitress asked softly.

"Hmm." Mo Mao looked at Zhang Qing, "What do you want?"

Zhang Qing blinked, a little confused.He didn't even see the menu, what should he order?

"You can eat whatever you want. Although their barbecue is good, you can order whatever you want, and it's all freshly made." Mo Mao said.

"...I, just ask for the same as him." Zhang Qing smiled at the waiter.

"Okay, please wait a moment." The waitress smiled and left.