The show turns over the car scene

During the rest of the wedding, Miao Ang was recalling the scene in the toilet: Wu Yingdi wrote 11 phone numbers on his collarbone tremblingly like a sewing machine, which made him itchy all the way to his heart. But this is good, they can not only add a green signal, but also chat directly on the phone.

As soon as he finished writing, footsteps came from the door of the toilet, and the pen that had accompanied him for many years fell to the ground with a thud, and he was caught off guard.Miao Ang pulled up his clothes and looked out through the mirror. The person who came was Ye Feng, the groom. He immediately restrained his previous high-spirited eyes, and returned to his dignified and businesslike appearance. He bent down naturally, picked up the pen, and hung it up. On Wu Ao's shirt pocket, "Your pen fell off."

Overfulfilling the task, they not only exchanged the green signal, but also sent a token of love. Wu Aofan knows him a little bit, and he must know the weight of this pen in his heart, so he can be more confident in the future, so he won't stutter. Then they are about to fall in love and explore the origin of human beings together on a kingsize bed...

As soon as he got in the car to go home, Miao Ang immediately searched for the string of numbers, and a green signal popped up, the name was "Ang Zai's noodle cake", so straightforward?The profile picture is a photo of Miao Ang's concert?The area is Paris, France?Well, it’s quite romantic, click on the recent circle of friends, it’s full of his photos:

On April 4th, I was so sad today, but fortunately, Angzi gave me strength; on April 15th, the essence bought by Angzai arrived, and I also sent a postcard; on April 4th, tickets for Angzai’s meeting It's so hard to grab, I didn't take a second, I was so angry...

Is Wu Yingdi's green letter this style of painting?Miao Ang sent a friend request "I'm Miao Ang" with a face full of greetings, and after three seconds, he was rejected, "Liar, the shit-shoveling officer will not be fooled!" It's the meow of a cat, so his fans call him Shit Shovel Officer.When he saw the reply, he vaguely felt something was wrong, so he made the call directly with the mentality of giving it a try.

"Hi, I'm Miao Ang."

"You're the liar just now, right? Did you still call if you didn't have enough green letters? You broadcast the recording, be careful I'll hang you up on Mengbo!" A young girl's voice came from the receiver, and Miao Ang's heart was pierced. , What kind of experience is it like to be regarded as a liar by his fans, he couldn't explain it, and hung up the phone with a complicated mood.

The green letter could not be added, so he could only browse the cute blog to relieve his depression. Ye Zhetian posted a song and circled him, with a respectful tone, "Boldly circle him, I hope the senior will correct me."

Miao Ang clicked the play casually, and was attracted by just two clicks. His voice is indeed unique, different from Miao Ang's cold and ethereal, his singing is sweet, and it is a feeling like first love that makes the heart beat , attracting people close, as if they could fall into the petals of a happy rose.Miao Ang was touched. A voice that can give people a sense of happiness is too rare. The original style of lyrics and music of this song is not so suitable for him. If it is changed, it can collide with more sparks.

The composer habitually wanted to use a pen to change the song, but he didn't find his pen in the old place. Then he remembered that he had just sent someone who couldn't even write his phone number correctly. He sighed, found another one, and wrote Wake up, Goddess of Inspiration favored him, and it was completed in just over an hour. He took a photo and sent it to his assistant, asking her to hand it over to Ye Zhetian for recording.Writing songs is a physical job, and Miao Ang closed his eyes and rested in satisfaction after finishing his work.

The familiar ringtone of the mobile phone rang, Miao Ang rubbed his eyes reluctantly, it was Shanliang's call, he pressed it to answer in a daze. "Ang Zi, what kind of ecstasy soup did you pour on the great film king, he wants to add your green signal."

"Give it to him, give it to him quickly!" After hearing this, the tired musician jumped up from the bed in a second, and there was nowhere to find it after breaking through his iron shoes. It took no effort at all.

"It's not yours, it's Xiao Zhang's."

Miao Ang spent a few seconds thinking about who Xiao Zhang was, and then remembered the vest he put on that night. Come on, it must be emotional counseling, and it is too difficult to fall in love with the crush. My employee's number."

The circle of friends of Shuiyunyao staff is full of advertisements, very official, Miao Ang boarded it, and waited for Wu Ao's application.Wu Ao's green signal is simpler, the WeChat name is directly called Wu Ao, the avatar is the initial one, probably a newly applied trumpet, the sense of confidentiality is still quite strong, no actor will use a large account to add a waiter.

"How is it? Did you add the green letter?" Miao Ang asked knowingly.

"No, I think he hates me."

After reading this sentence, Miao Ang, who was leaning on the pillow, frowned and sat up straight, "What's wrong?"

"It's hard to say, I performed very poorly. After writing the green signal, I accidentally dropped his pen on the ground. He didn't want it. He must hate me."

Where did this come from, the "initiator" was speechless, staring at the phone screen in a daze, not knowing what to reply.

Wu Ao sent another series of messages, "And he didn't add me."

"Tian Tian, ​​who was the best man together, said that he wrote a song for him."

"He didn't add me, but wrote a song for someone else."

"I must be hated by him."

"Are you sure you wrote the green signal correctly?" Miao Ang replied angrily, full of accusations.

"Although I am nervous, I am very familiar with the mobile phone number, and I can't write it wrong."

Wu Ao typed this line in despair. The actual situation was very different from his rehearsal. He failed to seize the opportunity and missed the chance with Miao Ang. The next meeting will be at some point.Xiao Zhang didn't reply for a long time, and probably couldn't think of words of comfort.

What a failure, he was rejected before he could express his love, Wu Ao stroked the pen, that might be his only thought from now on, he sighed and boarded back to his green letter large, received A message from the broker——

"What's the matter with you and Miao Ang? Why did he send you this kind of photo in a private message from Mengbo???"