【Mo Mao】Best Actor

Go to the hurdle. "

Mo Yu smiled slightly: "My father is quite open-minded."

"That's right," Mu Xuanying's expression softened when mentioning her father, "My family is very open-minded. He said that it doesn't matter what I want to do, as long as I am happy. He still makes me want to watch it at such a tense juncture as the third year of high school." Just go watch a TV show..."

He paused and closed his mouth.

Seeing his expression changed, Mo Yu asked, "And then?"

Mu Xuanying glanced at him, then looked away: "It's nothing."

The other party obviously didn't want to answer, and Mo Yu didn't intend to force the question, so he made a joke casually: "Which TV series is so good, it can't be me?"

When he said this, it was purely inadvertent, Mu Xuanying blinked her eyelashes, and redness spread from the earlobe to the side of the ear at a visible speed.Mo Yuxin thumped, this reaction... Is it right?

Mu Xuanying lowered her head, held the goblet aside, and drank the red wine.Although the red wine is light, it also has a taste that makes the cheeks burn.

When he raised his head again, Mo Yu saw his bright eyes blinked, his eyelashes fluttered, and his face was slightly red.

Mu Xuanying cleared her throat, suppressed her smile, raised her chin and raised her eyebrows: "You guys still want to stop me? Go! Get Wei Lao Wu to get out obediently, and tell him, Young Master Bai It is the blessings he has cultivated in several lifetimes to come here specifically to find his bad luck. If he dares to be a coward, and Young Master Bai's hands itch, he will ruin this blessing."

After speaking a paragraph of nonsensical words, Mu Xuanying looked down, didn't look at Mo Yu, and took another sip from the cup.

At the entrance of the wine party, a man's loud laughter came from the opposite side, a long string of hahahahaha was undisguised, as if he had been poked into a hole of laughter.

Mu Xuanying knocked her upper and lower teeth together, and a belated annoyance welled up in her heart.It's all because he drank too much red wine and got dizzy, so he did this in front of Mo Yu on impulse.

Mo Yu finally finished laughing and clicked his tongue: "I never thought that bastard Bai Jinhong could make cruel words so cute."

Mu Xuanying's forehead twitched, she covered her cheeks, and said in a low voice, "Your words mean that I can't act well."

Mo Yu winked at him: "Who said that, you acted very well, you can remember your lines better than me."

"Because it's too classic." Mu Xuanying's voice was still very low, "...You just smashed his store to pieces just after you finished speaking."

"You remember that too," Mo Yu narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "It seems that you really like "Falling Leaves Return to Their Roots."

If you don't like it, you won't have such a deep memory of a TV series that was broadcast several years ago.Mu Xuanying's expression just now when he spoke his lines was obviously imitating the arrogance that often appeared on his face when he played Bai Jinhong's boyhood.It's just that such an expression is placed on a clean and soft handsome face, it is unavoidable that it is funny to go against harmony.

"Yes... I like it very much." Mu Xuanying picked up a fork and forked a green grape, looked at it in front of her eyes, didn't eat it, and put it down again.

"I like to watch it all the way through the preparation period for the third year of high school," Mo Yu sighed pretending to be serious, "Aren't you afraid of delaying the college entrance examination?"

Mu Xuanying took a deep breath, looked directly at Mo Yu and said, "No delay, I am No. 2 in our class, No. 11 in the whole grade, and No. 30 in the city..."

He stopped talking and didn't go on.He smiled again when he saw Mo Yu.Mu Xuanying's eyelids twitched, and she felt that she had done something stupid again. The exam results were several years ago, so there was nothing to show for it.

Mo Yu picked up the goblet, tilted it in his direction, and said teasingly: "Xueba, I would like to respect you, thank you for your contribution to the ratings."

Mu Xuanying couldn't help laughing, and quickly put on a sullen face, and solemnly clinked glasses with Mo Yu: "Thank you, Young Master Bai, for inviting me to dinner."

"I was wrong, it wasn't Bai Jinhong who invited you," Mo Yu's eyes flashed, "It was me."

Mu Xuanying put down her wine glass and watched Mo Yu was about to speak when the door of the box opened and the waiter came in with dessert.

He turned his attention and looked at the two strawberry cream cakes on the tray.The strawberries are all the same size, bright red and juicy, and look very nice against the soft and white cream.

The waiter placed the cake in front of him and Mo Yu respectively, bowed his lower body and exited the box.

Just as Mu Xuanying picked up a strawberry with a fork, a strawberry cream cake suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.Needless to say, Mo Yu pushed his share over.

"Eh?"

Mo Yu said, "I don't like strawberries."

Then why order two copies? Could it be that you want to give it to him on purpose?Mu Xuanying stared at him and asked, "Really? You didn't lie to me, did you?"

"Really... What good will it do me to lie to you." Mo Yu said in a long voice.

Mu Xuanying held up the fork, seeing the strawberry was about to slip off the fork, she hurriedly took a bite, and chewed the pulp in her mouth: "It's so sweet!"

The ripeness is just right, and the sweetness of strawberries that spreads on the tip of the tongue makes people feel comfortable.

Mo Yu stared at his suddenly bright eyes and smiled knowingly. Watching Mu Xuanying eat with a satisfied face was indeed more interesting than tasting it himself.

"I like strawberry cake without strawberries." Mo Yu lazily said, "Just do me a favor and eat the strawberries on top."

Although she couldn't resist the temptation and ate strawberries on other people's cakes, Mu Xuanying still had a conscience.When he followed Mo Yu out of the box, he kept saying that he would invite Mo Yu next time.

Mo Yu stopped walking, turned around and rubbed his hair: "Why, do you have to figure it out every time? Afraid you owe me?"

Mu Xuanying raised her hand to smooth her messy hair, she didn't care about the intimacy in Mo Yu's movements, she just cared about debating: "It's not..."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Yu had already walked forward, so he could only follow quickly.

"I didn't win the Golden Rose Award this time. It's a pity that I couldn't congratulate you on the spot. I would like to invite you once to celebrate." Mu Xuanying followed behind him, "If you are too busy and don't have time..."

Mo Yu walked to the door of the restaurant, while waiting for the waiter to open the door, he turned his face and glanced at Mu Xuanying, the corners of his lips curled upwards: "Just kidding, boy, don't be nervous."

Mu Xuanying parted her lips, and thought silently: When did God Mo Dashen develop this playful habit, and why is he always fooled by him in such a foolish way.

Not reconciled, Mu Xuanying stepped forward, trying to go out before Mo Yu.Because of this step, he didn't see Mo Yu's eyes sharpen and his face turned cold.

The next second, Mo Yu grabbed Mu Xuanying's arm, pulled hard, and pulled him back.

When Mu Xuanying came back to her senses, she found herself tightly hugged by Mo Yu.

Mo Yu put one hand on the back of his head, and whispered in his ear, "Don't move."

Mu Xuanying buried her face on Mo Yu's shoulder and heard a voice clearly.

click-

Mu Xuanying was very clear about what was making the clicking sound.As the little prince of commercials who once went to three shooting locations in one day, he has already practiced the ability not to blink his eyes in front of the camera flash.However, the sudden clicking sound at this moment made him subconsciously frowned.

Mo Yu hugged him and brought him back to the box in the restaurant.It wasn't until Mo Yu slammed the door of the box behind him with a wave of his hand that he noticed that Mo Yu's face was expressionless, and his eyes were dark and stormy.

Mo Yu leaned against the door, narrowed her eyes slightly, tugged at the neckline with one hand, and unbuttoned a button of her shirt.He took out his mobile phone and pressed it to his ear a few times: "Hey, it's me. I have something to deal with. Yes, right now."

His tone was commanding without emotion, and there was also a kind of aloofness in his expression that strangers should not get close to.Mu Xuanying watched him make several more phone calls, her tone was calm and composed, and the last call seemed to be to someone named Hong Ni.

"Hongni, where are you? Okay, don't call Rongrong, just drive over here immediately. The address has been sent to you, send someone for me later."

Mo Yu pressed the button to hang up, raised his eyes, and met Mu Xuanying's eyes, his eyes softened: "You sit for a while, someone will take you back."

Mu Xuanying put her hand on the edge of the table and bit her lower lip: "What happened?"

"It's nothing." Mo Yu walked up to him with a few steps, turned around, and shoulder to shoulder with him, "I met a fly."

Mu Xuanying turned her head to look at him, pondering in her heart, the flies Mo Yu mentioned must be referring to the paparazzi who secretly photographed them at the entrance of the restaurant.

After "The Flowers Bloomed" hit the air, Mu Xuanying also learned how powerful the paparazzi are all-pervasive.Once he got out of the car and went to a convenience store to buy a bottle of mint water, and he was photographed in less than 3 minutes.With Mo Yu's popularity, there will only be more paparazzi following him than him, and he must have rich experience in dealing with it.

What he couldn't figure out was, what if he was photographed, and he and Mo Yu didn't do anything wrong.It's normal for friends in the circle to get together for a meal.If the paparazzi want to take pictures, let them take pictures. If you don’t believe it, what else can be made.

Unexpectedly, Mo Yu seemed to be facing an enemy, and his first reaction was to protect him behind him.It's superfluous to think about it now. In terms of news value, getting a picture of him is not as important as getting a picture of Mo Yu.

Mu Xuanying instinctively felt that there might be something hidden in it. Although Mo Yu said he was fine, if he was really fine, why would he call someone to see him off instead of——

"You won't go back with me?"

Hearing this, Mo Yu raised his wrist and looked at his watch: "I still have something to attend to, I'm afraid it will delay your rest."

"I'm not tired, so there's no need to ask someone to see me off," Mu Xuanying insisted, "I'll wait until you finish your work."

The paparazzi was met by two people together, so he didn't want to leave Mo Yu and go back alone when he was at a loss.

Mo Yu raised his eyebrows, pressed Mu Xuanying's shoulder with one hand, turned him to face him, and said word by word: "Mu Xuanying, listen to me, I have to deal with my private affairs It doesn't matter to you. If you follow me, it may affect me, so don't be stubborn with me. "

The two looked at each other, Mu Xuanying pursed her lips, and her voice calmed down: "Then what's the matter, what can I do for you now?"

Mo Yu looked at him, and suddenly smiled: "Yes, just wait a moment."

He opened the door of the box, called a waiter over, gave some instructions in a low voice, and returned to Mu Xuanying.He pulled a chair, put his hand on Mu Xuanying's shoulder and said, "Sit."

Mu Xuanying was forced to sit down by him, raised her face and looked at Mo Yu, her black eyes were like lacquer: "Mo Yu..."

Mo Yu leaned over and leaned closer, and would press against his forehead.His voice was very soft, as if coaxing: "I am the one who asked you out, so I have the responsibility to take good care of you, right?"

Others hovered above him, speaking as a matter of course.Mu Xuanying originally wanted to say something, but when she met Mo Yu's eyes, her mind suddenly froze and she forgot what she wanted to say.

At this time, someone knocked on the door of the box.Mo Yu took a step back, walked over and opened the door, took the tray from the waiter, and put it in front of Mu Xuanying.

The porcelain plate in the middle of the tray is full of bright strawberries.Mo Yu patted Mu Xuanying on the back: "If you eat this, you are helping me."

Fiddled with the fork with his fingertips, he shook his head: "I have no appetite."

Mo Yu curled up his fingers and tapped his knuckles lightly on the table: "Yeah, it's such a disappointment."

***

Mo Hongni rushed to Sweet Home, and when she opened the door, she saw her young master turning sideways and talking to a young boy.

With a sweep of his gaze, Mo Hongni immediately recognized who the boy was, and the first thought in his mind was: If Mo Rongrong knew who was here, she must be crying why she didn't bring her here.

After greeting Mo Yu, Mo Hongni turned her face and said with a smile, "Mr. Mu, my name is Mo Hongni, and I am Mr. Mo Yu's assistant."

"You send him back, he lives in the same building as me," Mo Yu paused, then turned to tell Mu Xuanying, "Send me a message after you enter the door, and let me know you're home."

"Don't worry, young master." Mo Hongni pursed her lips and said with a smile, "I will send Mr. Mu upstairs."

Mu Xuanying frowned while listening, but said nothing.He followed Mo Hongni out of the box, suddenly turned his head, looked at Mo Yu and said, "When you return from your work, please send me a message."

Mo Yu blinked his left eye, nodded, with a gentle arc on his lips: "Okay."

Mu Xuanying sat in the passenger seat and waited for Mo Hongni to fasten her seat belt before saying, "You don't need to take me upstairs, it's too much trouble for you."

Mo Hongni glanced at him, pursed her lips and smiled: "Mr. Mu, you're welcome, don't bother me."

"You can just call me Xiao Mu," Mu Xuanying was quiet for a while, "He... it doesn't matter."

Mo Hongni slowly backed out of the parking space: "You mean the young master, don't worry, he is very powerful."

"Master?"

"Oh, since "Falling Leaves Return to Their Roots", many people called him Young Master." Mo Hongni turned the steering wheel, "We're used to calling him too."

"I've seen that play too, and he acted very well."

"You are also very good," Mo Hongni smiled, "My friend is your fan. He always praises in my ears that you are handsome and have a good personality. You can act in plays and sing well. You will definitely be a superstar in the future."

Mu Xuanying's face turned hot, she lowered her head and smiled: "It's too much, I'm not as good as she said."

Mo Hongni secretly glanced at his side face, and suddenly came up with a bold idea: "Excuse me, Xiao Mu, have you ever thought about jumping to our BADMEN?"

"Ah?" Isn't this Mo Yu's assistant, why did he suddenly poach him?

Mo Hongni said softly and slowly: "Look, you and the young master are good friends, and the young master is also a shareholder of BADMEN. If you are willing to come, with his experience and resources, he will definitely help you develop better and avoid leaving There are many detours. You have good conditions in all aspects, since you have the opportunity, why not take it?"

Mo Hongni knew that what she said to Mu Xuanying was a bit off the mark, and if Mo Yu knew it, she might not be able to fall.However, after working hard under Mo Yu for many years, he has learned to guess what he wants.Today, Mo Yu called and asked her to drive to see someone off. Mo Hongni was not surprised when he saw who was going to see him off.Perhaps since Mo Yu took away the pack of Poggy chewing gum with Mu Xuanying's photo printed on it, she had a faint feeling that Mo Yu had already taken a fancy to this young artist who had just entered the industry in front of her.

How much he cares about remains to be seen.But being able to attract the attention of one's own boss is already a rarity.As Mo Dashen's loyal subordinate, she was of course curious about Mu Xuanying's attitude.In this circle, there are not many people who want to become famous overnight and gain both fame and fortune. Who doesn't want to lean against a big tree to enjoy the shade.Everyone knows that Mo Yu's thigh is easy to hug, but no one can hug her.As long as Mu Xuanying is a little shrewd, she should understand that having a good relationship with Mo Yu is of great benefit to her.

"Thank you for your kindness," the young man said softly, "But I have a good stay at FreshAir, and I have no plans to end the contract early."

When the green light turned yellow, Mo Hongni slowed down the car: "With your potential, I don't think our company would mind paying liquidated damages."

Mu Xuanying laughed: "It's not about money, uh...can I just call you Hongni?"

After getting the other party's consent, he continued: "Hongni, you are Mo Yu's assistant, so you know him better than I do. When I saw him for the first time, he was a star on TV, and I was a TV star. The audience outside the screen is not a person of the same world at all. I can only see him from the perspective of the audience, and I never thought that I could have an intersection with him."

"Now, you are in the same world."

"Yeah, after actually getting in touch with him, I realized that Mo Yu outside of the show is very good. Not only is he excellent in acting, but he doesn't have the airs of a big name at all. He is approachable, kind and enthusiastic, and will encourage newcomers like me." Mu Xuanying wanted to come Thinking about it, Mo Yu has almost no shortcomings except for often teasing him with jokes.

The corners of Mo Hongni's eyes twitched. Is this kind and warm-hearted man that Mu Xuanying said is really her boss? She seems to have never met him before.

"It's an honor to get to know him. I don't want to take advantage of his kindness, and I don't want to drag him into trouble." Mu Xuanying paused, and said, "Besides, I also like working at FreshAir."

After a brief silence, Mo Hongni coughed: "I understand, uh, Xiao Mu, can you not tell the young master what I just told you, I'm afraid he will blame me for being troublesome, please."

"Don't worry, I won't talk too much," Mu Xuanying lowered her eyelashes, "Please don't tell him what I said."

Hearing this sentence, Mo Hongni couldn't help joking: "What are you afraid of, you didn't speak ill of him."

Mu Xuanying turned her face slightly, looked out of the window, and said in a low voice: "Actually, every time I meet him, I feel a little embarrassed. Maybe, it's like a fan seeing an idol...it's hard to calm down."

***

Mr. Liu was not without resentment when Mo Yu called him to leave the dinner table.He has been busy negotiating a cooperation recently, running around all day, eating three meals and hastily, finally getting the partner to nod his head.Mr. Liu heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that he must have a good meal to comfort himself, but Mo Yu called him to run errands before the dishes were ready.

Thinking of this, Mr. Liu patted the steering wheel depressingly. Usually, he didn't see Mo Yu come to him as an agent who has nothing or nothing. Whenever he got into trouble, he would throw it on him very naturally.Dissatisfied, dissatisfied, Mr. Liu gnawed on the sandwich he was eating to satisfy his hunger, and still made a phone call without complaint.

After a few phone calls, he almost had a clue.Seeing that the car was about to arrive at the company, he picked up his mobile phone while paying attention to the road conditions, and was about to call Mo Yu.

Suddenly, the horn sounded next to the car, and the flute sounded again and again, unscrupulous and disturbing.

Mr. Liu followed the sound and looked to the side, and there was a very familiar sporty sports car driving on his left side.The window of the sports car was slowly lowered, revealing a lively and familiar face, winking at Mr. Liu.

"Handsome guy, what a coincidence." With a pair of sunglasses on his forehead, Unextinguishable Yan greeted with a smile.

Mr. Liu frowned: "Why are you here?"

As soon as he asked, Unquenchable Smoke's face became even more colorful: "The reason for my coming here is the same as yours."

Hearing the sound, Mr. Liu scanned the surroundings first, and seeing no one around, Fang whispered: "We'll talk about it at the company."

Unextinguishable Smoke nodded, chuckled, and pulled up the window.

Although the off-duty time has passed, there are still some people in the building working overtime.Considering that what they want to discuss needs to be hidden from people's eyes and ears, Mr. Liu didn't speak until he got out of the elevator and entered the high-level meeting room and closed the door.

"Did Mo Yu call you?"

"That's right, he was the one who came looking for me." With a kraft paper file bag under his arm, Bu Chuanyan had a coquettish smile on his face, "I didn't expect that Master Mo would have such a day."

The undisguised schadenfreude in his words made Mr. Liu frowned again: "What did you find out?"

Unextinguishable Smoke put his index finger on his lips, and hissed frivolously: "The protagonist hasn't arrived yet, why are you so anxious. Let's talk about it when he comes. I'm sure to satisfy your curiosity." He pulled out a swivel chair and sat down, the two of them Legs up on the conference table, "You sit too, it's so tiring to stand."

Sitting next to him, Mr. Liu sighed: "This kind of thing can be big or small. If it were on you, it wouldn't be a big deal at all."

Unquenchable Smoke snorted: "That's right, gossip is nothing, I change one every day, can the paparazzi take pictures of it?"

"It stands to reason that you shouldn't be photographing him," Mr. Liu slammed his fist on the table, "Several media leaders in the industry have private agreements with us and have been working happily together. Besides, Mo Yu's scandal has never been thunderous The big rain is small, and nothing will happen, and it won't last long at all. If you want to provoke Mo Yu in this regard, what are you trying to do?"

Unquenchable Smoke glanced at him meaningfully: "What if this time, won't it just go away?"

"What do you mean..." Mr. Liu opened his eyes wide, "Don't tell me, Mo Yu is playing for real!"

Buchuyan leaned forward and took a fashion magazine on the conference table, flipping through it: "Who said it, I didn't say it."

"You and I don't know yet. The inside story of the gossip is all clear. Alas, I said, how could Mo Yu call me out because of such a trivial matter? It turns out, it turns out..." Mr. Liu scratched his hair and smiled wryly.

Unquenchable Smoke slowly turned a page of the magazine: "Don't worry, take a deep breath and relax. Let me tell you the truth, this matter has nothing to do with Mo Yu."

"Cheating a ghost, isn't he the one who was photographed?"

"It was him who was photographed," Buquerah snapped the magazine shut, "it's not just him."

He tapped the cover of the magazine with his fingertips, and said clearly: "You also said that we have agreements with those media. Although Mo Yu's personality is not very good, after all, his strength lies there. Artists must not be involved in negative behavior. Not at all. Taking a sneak shot of Mo Yu and telling him some gossip is meaningless and offends BADMEN, which is wrong."

Mr. Liu let out a long breath: "So, you really didn't come here for Mo Yu?"

"Heh, I can think of anything, Mo Yu can't think of it?" Buqueryan looked at the door of the meeting room, and the frosted glass reflected the shadow of the pupil, "The city gate caught fire and the fish in the pond were hit. The person who secretly took the picture did not hit Mo Yu Idea. Guess who they're after?"

The door of the conference room suddenly opened, and Mo Yu stood at the door, his eyes were dark and bottomless, and his face was covered with ice.

Seeing his expression, Young Master Liu immediately sat upright, Bu Mie Yan subconsciously put his legs off the table.

Mo Yu walked across to them step by step, pulled out a swivel chair, and sat down.

Putting his elbow on the armrest of the swivel chair, and pressing his right index finger down on the table, Mo Yu raised his eyelids, his gaze swept across the faces of the two people opposite him: "Who will speak first?"

From the moment he appeared, the atmosphere in the conference room suddenly changed, and the air pressure was so low that people dared not breathe out.

Mr. Unquenchable Yanliu looked at each other, speechless for a moment.

Mo Yu tapped on the table again, this time with a louder voice, obviously impatient.

"Ahem..." Buquerting Smoke cleared his throat, took the kraft paper file bag beside him, bypassed the cotton rope, took out a few photos from it and spread them on the table, pressed his palms and pushed them to Mo Under the rain eyelids.

It was only then that Mr. Liu realized what was in the file bag he was carrying all the way. On several 7-inch photo papers, the same scene was photographed: at the door of a restaurant, two men embraced each other.

Mo Yu lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on those photos, his face was expressionless, and his thoughts could not be seen.

Buquerah raised her chin with one hand, and the corners of her mouth turned up: "Tsk tsk, look at this composition, this pose, it's so beautiful and shining, keep it as a souvenir."

Mo Yu suddenly raised his eyes and stared at him, the smile on the corner of the mouth of Inextinguishable Cigarette froze immediately, and the atmosphere froze.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Mr. Liu quickly smoothed things over: "I have already found out who took the picture of you at the time. It was a little-known small newspaper. The president was born in a street gangster, and he made money entirely by negative news about celebrities. If you don’t want to blow up, just make it up randomly, and the reputation is very bad.”

"That newspaper still has a business," Bumiuiyan continued, "You don't like anyone, as long as they can afford the money, they will help you dig up the details of that person, and if they find anything, That person can be stepped on." He narrowed his eyes slightly, "It is also good to deal with people who are open to money. If you pay more money, these people will immediately abandon their employers and join their new masters."

Buchuyan flicked the kraft paper bag with his finger: "No, just make an offer, and give me all the files of a certain handsome guy."

Mo Yu glanced indifferently at the paper bag in Buquerah's hand, then turned to Mr. Liu and asked, "What's happening with FreshAir recently?"

Mr. Liu bowed his head when he heard the words, quickly pressed a few times on the phone screen, and found the information he wanted: "Last month, they fired an artist. Someone reported that the artist was suspected of fraud, which seriously affected the reputation of the company. Termination of the contract, the amount of compensation is not a small amount. It is said that the artist privately said that he would take revenge on FreshAir who made trouble. Judging from recent movements, he is mainly targeting Tang Ying."

Unquenchable Yan's brows subtly frowned, and soon returned to his carefree look.

Mo Yu crossed his fingers and raised his eyebrows: "Tang Ying?"

"Well," Mr. Liu stared at the phone and said, "He had a bad relationship with Tang Ying before the negative news broke out. Tang Ying also publicly said that signing him was the worst decision FreshAir ever made, which hurt a lot. It hurt his face. Anyway, he lost his job and ruined his reputation, so he simply broke his cans and tried to step Tang Ying down. As a result, Tang Ying was always cautious and didn't give him any loopholes to take advantage of."

"Ha," Buquerah laughed suddenly, "It's just a manager standing behind the scenes, if you suppress it, there will be no sense of accomplishment. If I were him... I would choose another person to attack."

Mo Yu reached for a pen and twirled it in his hand: "Who are the artists that Tang Ying is currently in charge of?"

"There is only one," Mr. Liu's voice faltered, and after a while, he said, "...Mu Xuanying."

When the question was asked, Mo Yu already had the answer in his heart.Hearing the answer at this moment, the pen was hanging on his tiger's jaw, trembling, unable to fall off.

In the dull silence, Unextinguishable Smoke yawned inappropriately and stretched his waist: "Oh..."

Four eyes swept at him, swallowed a few times, moved his facial muscles, and said in surprise: "What are you looking at me for, isn't the matter already clear? Does the internal conflict in FreshAir have anything to do with BADMEN?" ? Let them solve their own affairs, don't we need to worry about it?"

Mr. Liu raised his voice: "But there is Mo Yu in this photo!"

Unextinguishable Smoke waved his hands: "Small, I said hello, and later they will make up a story for Mu Xuanying, saying that he has an improper relationship with a man, and there are unspoken rules about thigh hugging. They will make a good mosaic, and I promise Mo Yu Even his own father can't see it."

He stretched again, grabbed the brown paper bag and patted himself on the shoulder: "I'm going back to sleep, you guys chat slowly, bye."

With one hand in his pocket, Buquerhood wobbled around the conference table.When he was about to walk behind Mo Yu, a sly look appeared in his eyes, and he deliberately slowed down his pace.

In an instant, Mo Yu jumped up violently, and snatched the paper bag from Buquer's hand.

Sure enough... As expected, Buquerah resisted the urge to laugh out loud, took a step back and pressed his back against the wall, patted his chest and breathed out, "Oh, you scared me to death, you are a bandit, right?"

The paper bag was gripped tightly in Mo Yu's hands, tearing out twisted and wrinkled marks.Mo Yu's voice was as cold as a millennium glacier in the polar region: "Tang Yan, give me the address of that newspaper."

Putting his hands behind his back, Bu Mie Yan looked at Mo Yu and said, "There is a saying that is too true. Once a person's heart is moved, his IQ will drop to zero. Are you stupid? If they still want to attack Mu Xuanying, he How could they be handed over to me? Oh yes, it’s in your hands now, so take it.”

Hearing this, Mo Yu's face, which had been tense since entering the door, finally slowed down a little.He looked down at the paper bag in his hand, and the words Mu Xuanying were scrawled on the cover, which made his eyes move.

Just now he was hanging on his heart, and his ears were only listening to the information he wanted to know.It wasn't until this moment that another sentence that Buquerfire said suddenly entered his brain.

——Once a person is moved, his IQ will become zero.

There seemed to be a sneer in Mo Yu's chest: he was just caring about a newcomer he admired, so he couldn't be tempted, he said it as if he had some unreasonable thoughts about Mu Xuanying, it was so funny , so funny...

His fingers gradually relaxed, and unconsciously, he grabbed the paper bag carefully.

He knew that Mu Xuanying's files were stored in this paper bag.There must be some stories about Mu Xuanying that he has not yet understood.

These stories belong to Mu Xuanying personally, and they are very private. According to his conscience, he is not allowed to open them. He should burn the contents inside and not let anyone see them.

Rubbing the body of the kraft paper bag with the thumb, there was a rough touch, and it seemed to have a gentle temperature.

soft...

It is the breeze blowing on the skin in the best weather, it is the pink paws of a cat gently resting on a person's lap, it is the aroma of the first bakery croissant in the morning, it is all the possible and good things in the world. Two words with an equal sign.

Soft, warm, lovely, transparent, clear, inclusive, slowly, bright and not glaring, making people just want to immerse themselves in it unconsciously——

Just like...

It was like the feeling Mu Xuanying gave him.

"Hi, hello, Mo Yu." Someone called him.

Mo Yu raised his head and frowned in dissatisfaction.

His recollection of Mu Xuanying was suddenly interrupted by someone, and he said angrily, "Why?"

Unquenchable Smoke laughed ghostly, rolled a fashion magazine into a cylinder in his hand, and moved it up to Mo Yu's nose: "Have an interview, Rainy, does your face hurt?"

Mo Yu glared at him coldly, but he couldn't kill the smile of Unquenchable Smoke, but instead made the other party smile more happily.

"I'll say it for the last time, don't mention him to me again, I'm not interested in Mu Xuanying!" Bumiyan imitated his tone, his tone changed, and he couldn't help but say, "Oh, hey, I'm not interested, if you're not interested, take him with you Go to SweetHome, if you are interested in this, why don't you just take him to the lovehotel!"