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"I..." Cheng Dieyi pursed his lips, looked at the faint smile on the corner of Mo Zhanfeng's mouth, and was a little panicked for a while, feeling that his mind was blank, and he didn't know where to say what he wanted to say.

It's not that I haven't seen Mo Zhanfeng laugh, but the smile on that person's face is often mocking, or indifferent and chilling, and there are very few smiles like this from the heart.Cheng Dieyi just thought that the man looked really good-looking when he smiled, but he couldn't think of the rest at all.

"What are you thinking about?" Mo Zhanfeng stretched out his hand to straighten his neckline that was a little messy due to his excessive movements, and his tone was naturally doting.

"Ah!" Cheng Dieyi was taken aback, "You laugh..."

"Huh?" Mo Zhanfeng replied softly, like a cat scratching Cheng Dieyi, his face suddenly turned red.

"It's nothing..." Cheng Dieyi lowered his head and stretched the corner of his clothes, a little embarrassed.Master Mo's smile is so beautiful, not the beauty of a woman, nor the boldness of a senior brother, with a resolute face and a smile, it is really fascinating, and I don't know how many girls' hearts he will win.

Mo Zhanfeng helped him straighten his clothes, smiled lightly, patted his shoulder, and said, "Go, your brother is still waiting for you, so sing well."

Cheng Dieyi nodded, feeling that it was not enough, mustered up the courage to raise her head, and stammered, "I...I will sing well!"

When he said this, his eyes were shining brightly, as if he was trying to say some oath.Mo Zhanfeng couldn't help laughing out loud, patted his head, and said, "I know."

Cheng Dieyi then lowered his head, tucked his sleeves, turned around and walked backstage. Finally, as if thinking of something, he couldn't help but look back at Mo Zhanfeng, and found that the man was still standing where he was just now. Turn around and smile at him.Only then did Cheng Dieyi feel at ease, and immediately settled down, thinking that he must sing well.He is still too simple, what he thinks in his mind is whether he can be sorry to Lord Mo, whether he can become a hit in the future or not, but he doesn't think about it at all.

Before he could get to the backstage, the small building in the side section had already come out to welcome him. When he saw Cheng Dieyi, he put on a straight face and hummed: "You still know how to come back?! If I didn't go to you just now, would you Didn't you just leave with that 'Master Mo'?!"

Cheng Dieyi looked at his senior brother's livid face, and felt aggrieved for a moment. He remembered that his senior brother had never been cruel to him before, even if he made some mistakes, it was also because his senior brother protected him, he really grew up He is an adult, but his senior brother treats him worse day by day. After all, do you think he is clingy?

Duan Xiaolou looked at Cheng Dieyi's big watery eyes that were about to cry, and was a little flustered for a while, knowing that what he said was serious, after all, he was the child he watched grow up, how could he not know that he was not an ungrateful person, It's just that when these words came to his lips, he didn't care about so many things, and in a fit of anger, he could only say them all at once.

"Dieyi, it's not that senior brother is talking about you. Then Master Mo will be a famous figure in the capital in the future. You can tell from his current wealth. Don't say that we can't climb that high branch, but we can. Then how many years can we be friends with him? In such a turbulent day, we are just singers, and when there is chaos in the future, there will be discrete scenes, who can take care of whom?"

Cheng Dieyi listened silently, he knew that what the senior brother said was right, but he couldn't think about that much, if he likes it, he likes it, and since Zhanfeng has come to his heart, is it possible that he should forcefully remove that person from him? Did you dig it out?Back then he liked senior brother so much, but now thinking about senior brother marrying that woman one day, his heart hurts.Just like he knew that Master Mo was so noble and unattainable, why didn't he know that his senior brother loved a big girl who was as beautiful as a flower and like a jade?But this is him, love and hate are too clear, he remembers his mother said he was stubborn, in fact, that's all.

Even though his mind was turning a thousand times, he didn't say anything, he just said indifferently: "Senior brother, I understand."

Duan Xiaolou breathed a sigh of relief when he really listened to it, and felt an inexplicable sense of joy.He stepped forward and put his arm around his shoulders, and went backstage.

The two had just entered the backstage when they saw Master Guan and a man in his 50s coming out from behind a screen.That man was none other than Boss Zhang who was recommended by Master Guan that day, and he was also the head of a troupe.

"What a fucking crime!" Master Guan spat hard, feeling puzzled, stomped his feet again.

"Hey, that's enough, this matter has come to this point, it's a done deal, what are you talking about!" Boss Zhang patted Master Guan on the shoulder, "Don't tell me you didn't see this before signs of

Master Guan glared at him, but finally said nothing.

Master Guan is an old fritter, and Mo Zhanfeng didn't hide it at all, how could he not understand this intention.It stands to reason that a man should feel disgusted, but he has seen these things about dignitaries a lot. Mo Zhanfeng is not the first, and he will not be the last. He has seen such things a lot, and he will become numb .Although it is numb, it will be a different situation if the matter is involved in my troupe.

"Old Guan, it's not me talking about you, it's everyone who can understand that Mo Zhanfeng is a big benefactor, he is either rich or expensive, we can't afford to mess with little people like us, the right way is to give him three points in everything Ah!" Boss Zhang saw that Master Guan's complexion was not good, and he would lose his friendship for many years, so he hurriedly said a few words of comfort, "That Cheng Dieyi is indeed a good seed, but you don't know his temper, he ..."

"He's just stubborn!" Before Boss Zhang finished speaking, Master Guan interrupted viciously, "I could see it when I beat him before. He usually keeps silent, but when it's critical, he has a moth. !"

"Oh, that's enough, it's enough, just say a few words, let others hear it, I don't know what to think, it's almost done!" Boss Zhang sighed, "We watched those children grow up. Well, we all know our temperament, and there won't be too much trouble. If Cheng Dieyi can get close to Master Mo, it may not be a bad thing. He has followed his senior brother since he was a child, and that small building is destined to We will sing here for the rest of our lives, if something happens to us, if we fail to keep it together, Master Mo will cover us!"

Master Guan's expression was a little moved when he heard these words, and he walked around on the spot, but he still didn't open his mouth to speak.It took a long time to hold back a sentence: "You don't know, this Cheng Dieyi is stubborn as a child, then Master Mo is the master of Jingui, can he really fall in love with an actor? Isn't it just a whim to keep for fun? If Cheng Dieyi is kicked, according to Cheng Dieyi's temperament, he will die!"

"What are you worried about? An actor, what else can he do? Besides, you also said that he is a plaything." Boss Zhang didn't think so, and pushed Master Guan to the backstage. , Let’s talk about these shitty things in the future, if we delay the performance, we can’t afford to pay for it!”

Master Guan sighed, and followed Boss Zhang to the stage.There is a saying that Boss Zhang is right, those babies "grow up by themselves after all", saying that they are money-making things, but there is a little bit of emotion, and things will change in the future, it is really a mess He couldn't bear to live.

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After much deliberation, I still feel that cheating is not a good habit, so. . . .