Brilliant

Time passed quickly, and it had been three months since Wen Mingyuan joined the team. During these three months, except for when Wen Mingyuan was very busy, the two basically talked on the phone every day. In Sun Junliang's words, even if Wen Mingyuan The couple who are in love are not as sticky as the two of them.

Sometimes we talk about music, movies, and sometimes gossip about the surroundings. Wen Mingyuan likes to inquire about the messy gossip in the crew, and then make up a joke for Mo Beicheng. Mo Beicheng laughs at him. Already made a lot of money.

Sun Junliang's marketing promotion is in place. On the day when the makeup photo of "Double Swords" was released, the name Wen Mingyuan occupied the hot search list of major social networks. Many fans fell into the trap because of Wen Mingyuan's appearance. Many fans kept digging out Wen Mingyuan's previous performances, and everyone discovered that this unknown actor had appeared in so many works before, and he kept trying new roles. On Wen Mingyuan's body.

This kind of publicity continued until the filming of the TV series was completed and the files were finalized. Wen Mingyuan then followed the crew to carry out publicity. He appeared in a lot of variety shows and became familiar with the public.His popularity is getting higher and higher, and the number of fans on Weibo has also exceeded one million. Although he is not as good as those first-line stars, he is already considered a good achievement as an actor who has just debuted.

It's just that there is one thing fans don't understand, why is there another ghost account named W in Wen Mingyuan's Weibo mutual relationship.

The reason for saying it is a ghost account is that the profile picture of this account is still the default profile picture of Weibo. Except for the name W and the Weibo of "My name is W", this person has never posted anything, and he has not even changed his signature. At that time, some fans thought that Wen Mingyuan might have followed the zombie account by mistake, and ran to Weibo to report the zombie account, but they did not expect Weibo to respond that this account had users, and they were users with real-name authentication.

The fans were all dumbfounded at this moment. At that time, this incident caused a small disturbance in the circle. Many "Sherlock Holmes" came out to reason, but in the end everyone guessed and guessed, but they couldn't figure out why.

On the day when the TV series was released, Mo Beicheng delivered food to the employees of a shopping plaza. He saw a promotional poster in the main hall of the first floor building. After delivering the meal, he ran over to ask the staff in the plaza if he could sell the poster to he.

Did the staff think that the boy who delivered the food was kicked in the head by a donkey?Just when he was about to refuse, Mo Beicheng took out a red banknote without hesitation.

"It's not my brother, we want to use this poster." The staff member frowned and replied, "It's not about money, brother, I'll give you this poster after our event is over. Are you also a fan of Wen Mingyuan? Isn't this a coincidence? Today the crew of "Double Swords" parachuted into our shopping mall, Wen Mingyuan and Nan San Zhouqi both came back. You'll be there after waiting here for about an hour."

"What a coincidence." Mo Beicheng replied.

It's as if the person who insisted on rushing to deliver the order of this shopping mall this morning is not me.

It was as if Wen Mingyuan told him last night that he would break up with him if he couldn't see anyone in the shopping mall today.

Coincidentally not.

Mo Beicheng saw a piano in the very center of the shopping mall. He hadn't touched the piano for a long time, and his hands were a little itchy, but he had to restrain himself.

He was chatting with the staff of the mall one after another. In Mo Beicheng's eyes, the time passed too slowly. He had to check his phone every three seconds to confirm the time.The staff of the mall laughed at his impatience, and Mo Beicheng smiled awkwardly.

The hour hand moved minute by minute, and finally, a young man in a black windbreaker opened the door and walked in. He wore sunglasses and a mask on his face, but this did not prevent Mo Beicheng from recognizing him.Before they had time to reminisce, the man was surrounded by countless fans and reporters, creating a considerable distance between the two of them.

Mo Beicheng suddenly felt flustered. He suddenly realized that Wen Mingyuan was no longer the little actor who needed to be with him and depended on him. He could already shine alone, but where was his direction... ...forever as a dead star?

Where he didn't notice, he had already developed an uncontrollable possessive desire for this man, and he wanted Wen Mingyuan to be by his side forever.

Soon, the event facilities in the shopping mall were in place. Wen Mingyuan took off his mask and sunglasses, and walked to the temporary stage. The host was already in place. As usual, the event was to promote the new drama "Double Swords" Well, Wen Mingyuan has said those words countless times, and it's almost like reciting them backwards.

"It's a great honor to invite Wen Mingyuan and Zhou Qi to our venue today. I heard that Zhou Qi is very good at playing the piano, aren't you?" the host asked.

"Yes." The actor named Zhou Qi nodded.

"Then can you play a song for our live audience today?" the host asked, "Many audiences may not know that the piano is the representative of our silver hair shopping plaza and the mascot of our shopping plaza."

As soon as the words fell, Mo Beicheng felt that something was wrong. Why did it become Zhou Qi's solo show when it was clearly a publicity event?Although Zhou Qi's qualifications are older than Wen Mingyuan's, it's not enough to praise him like this in public.

Wen Mingyuan took a deep breath. Anyway, since he joined the film crew, such things have happened a lot. He is used to it, and it doesn't matter anymore. He just peeked at the little brother standing under the stage who was swollen with anger, and he was quite satisfied. of.

Zhou Qi played "Little Star" and won applause from all the audience. Only Mo Beicheng gave him a supercilious look. What was he playing was not as good as playing cotton on the street corner.

"So Mingyuan, can you play the piano?" The host turned to Wen Mingyuan.

Wen Mingyuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, it was too obvious to step on it, and he didn't know how to restrain himself, it would only have the opposite effect.

"I can't, so I want to find a foreign aid to help me." Wen Mingyuan walked to the edge of the stage and squatted down, "Brother, the little brother in the outer-colored coat, can you help me play the piano?"

Mo Beicheng, whose name was called, looked at Wen Mingyuan and said, "Okay, don't blame me if you don't play well."

"No, it's better than mine."

Mo Beicheng walked onto the stage, and he stroked the black and white keys. This used to be his favorite instrument, but later this love was preserved in the depths of his memory along with his nostalgia for his mother.

He looked at the piano like a lover who had been separated for a long time, and he stroked the keys like he was stroking his lover's body.

What song would you use to describe your current mood?A little bit excited and a little bit lost, happy because I saw Wen Mingyuan, and lost because of the distance between the two, but what appeared in my mind was not such a sad memory, but the two people who once shared each other in that dilapidated rental house Every morning I rely on, the violin music is mixed with the voice of reading the script, which is the most beautiful concerto at dawn.

While he was thinking, his fingers started to move uncontrollably.

It's Canon.

Mo Beicheng never thought that he could play "Canon".

At the beginning, this piece of music was slow, as if it was telling something. As the music sounded, the whole shopping mall fell silent, and everyone's eyes followed the man who was playing the piano, but it was very fast. That kind of sadness is mixed with a little nostalgia for sweet memories, as if the reality is not so bitter. Gradually, the song becomes brighter, and the melody full of warmth and happiness leaks from the fingertips.

Obviously you can hear the sound, but for some reason, you just feel that your heart suddenly calms down.

Pale boy, off-white piano.

It makes people think of the beauty of heaven uncontrollably, it must be the touching pure white and light gold.

The cheerful climax ended, and the melody returned to slow, but the mentality was different at this time, everything was so clear, as if there was nothing that could not be let go.

The last note is over and the keys are played.

Mo Beicheng stood up and bowed to the audience, as if he was still the brilliant genius he once was. Only then did the audience realize that the music was over, and the entire square erupted into thunderous applause.

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