Mo Yang

"Hello, old Liu?" Qiao Yang turned his pen and made a call to the hands-free mobile phone in Han Mo's hand, "How are you, are you busy?"

"Qiao Yang? Haha, why did you suddenly think of calling me?" Qiao Yang's junior high school classmate asked with a smile on the other side of the phone.

"I miss you~" Qiao Yang drawled affectionately, "I haven't contacted you for a long time."

"It's been a long time. The last time we met was the Spring Festival of the year before last? Are you still in the capital?"

"No, I'm working in Guancheng now." Qiao Yang glanced down at the phone draft in front of him, "I just became a full-time employee last week. Where's the world's top [-], buddy?"

"Why do you go to the world's top [-] as a screenwriter?" Lao Liu was a little surprised, "It's still in the city, it's far enough, are you used to living?"

"It's okay. The air in the south is better than that in Beijing, and the greenery is better. It often rains and there is no smog."

"Oh, then are you homesick? After all, Haze is pure in my hometown~" Old Liu joked with a smirk.

"Then find a plastic bag and bring me a bag of pm2.5." Qiao Yang followed his words, and then guided, "Where do you work now?"

"Still working as an accountant in my second uncle's small company!"

"Are you busy? Come to Guancheng to play when you have time. From now on, this is the brother's boss. Come anytime! By the way, do you have a girlfriend? Bring them together!"

"What, that one was separated last year, brother is single now!"

The two chatted about the recent situation of a few junior high school classmates, and Lao Liu hung up the phone with a lot of enthusiasm.Qiao Yang put away his smile and lowered his head to write and draw on the notebook in front of him. In Lao Liu's information column, he noted "job: private enterprise accountant", "married or not: single", "no relatives and friends locally", and finally wrote A sum of "developable", his phone call just now was all about probing, not a word of nonsense.

When Han Mo saw that Qiao Yang had finished writing, he picked up his notebook and flipped through it. Gu De, who had been listening all the time, poked his head over and muttered softly, "I made six phone calls in one night. You're a hard worker."

Qiao Yang didn't say a word, staring blankly at Han Mo's white fingertips holding the book.An inexplicable nausea was tormenting his nerves. He had already "joined the gang" intellectually, but he was uncontrollably loathing himself emotionally. A voice in his brain pierced his cerebral cortex sharply: "You are a liar! You You're lying to your friends!"

Fortunately, the slightly cold touch on the top of his head saved his self-torture.Han Mo stretched out his hand to smooth Qiao Yang's hair, and the gentle movements calmed Qiao Yang's restless emotions.He put the notebook back into Qiao Yang's hands, and said softly, "You did a good job tonight, go back and rest."

Qiao Yang nodded, got up and walked out of the room with the notebook, and when he closed the door, he heard Gu De's dissatisfied voice: "Look at his worthless appearance! But the first six is ​​really too much, why do you Don't stop him?"

Then there was Han Mo's calm and cold voice: "He can do it."

Qiao Yang smiled wryly and shook his head to leave, but when he turned around, he met Cai Zijie who had just returned.He was not in good condition, and he nodded vaguely to leave, but the other party asked enthusiastically, "Did you call? How did you feel for the first time?"

"It's okay, it's not difficult." Qiao Yang said that he was on business.

"It seems that Han Mo is very good at teaching." Cai Zijie said with a smirk, "You must see how he does it, and learn from him."

Qiao Yang frowned, and was about to leave with a hasty answer, and then Cai Zijie asked, "Did Han Mo give you a code name?"

"Code name?"

"Everyone in their branch has a code name. Tu Xiang is Tutu, Zhu Xian is a professor, and Qin Mao is Lao Qin," Cai Zijie wheezed, "Do you know what Han Mo's code name is?"

"What is it?" Qiao Yang couldn't help asking.

"Mo Fox, a sinister and cunning fox whose heart is as black as ink." The smile on the corner of Cai Zijie's mouth had a strange curvature, casting a shadow of discomfort in Qiao Yang's heart: What is this guy laughing at?

Qiao Yang soon knew why Cai Zijie laughed so hard that night.

After formally getting started and learning deception skills, Qiao Yang finally got his wish and could stick together with Han Mo openly and aboveboard.But the longer they stayed together, and the closer the distance between them, the more Qiao Yang felt that Han Mo was unfamiliar, and that Han Mo... was scary.

Han Mo's mind is flexible, he can create various scenes in the girls' small bedroom of less than 10 square meters.

The professor told his friend that he was at the Huangguoshu Waterfall, and Han Mo poured two water basins into each other to make the sound of the waterfall. It's spectacular!" Qiao Yang rolled his eyes until the professor winked.

Lao Qin told his family that he was in a bar and needed a photo to post on Moments. Han Mo took out a candy wrapper and pasted it on the light bulb, turning the light into colors, then put on a white shirt, and stood shoulder to shoulder with Lao Qin in the white Group photo in front of the wall.Lao Qin posted on Moments: "The new bartender is very handsome, let's see if we are brothers?" After 5 minutes, he clicked [-] or [-] likes, and Qiao Yang looked at the comments in the comments. The bartender's WeChat account!" "Ask him if he wants to make an appointment?" Grinding his teeth.

In addition, Han Mo has reached the level of playing with people's hearts with ease.

On this day, Qiao Yang watched Han Mo instruct Tutu to make a call.Tutu is putting pressure on a high school classmate.She has been following up with this classmate for two months, and no matter how she chats, the other party has no intention of taking the bait.She had no choice but to ask Han Mo for help. Han Mo asked about the situation, thought about it for a while, wrote a few paragraphs on the paper, and told Tutu: "Look at these few sentences, and you can say whatever I click later." One word."

Tutu took the paper and browsed through it, staring at Han Mo with wide eyes.Han Mo didn't explain, but raised his chin to signal her to call quickly.

When the phone was dialed, Tutu started chatting with his classmates, and the other party quickly entered the confession mode, complaining about being too tired at work, and his boyfriend cheating on him for the third time: "Tu Xiang, sometimes I really want to die...I really envy you Ah, good work and a lot of money should be appreciated by the boss.”

Tutu sighed, and was about to persuade her, when Han Mo stretched out her pretty finger and clicked on a sentence on the paper, and she subconsciously read that sentence: "You should be envious."

As soon as these words came out, Qiao Yang, who was listening, tilted his head in confusion: Wait, this script is not right?

"What did you say?" On the other side of the phone, Tutu's classmate was also stunned, as if he couldn't believe his ears.

Han Mo was confident, and moved his finger to point to the next sentence, and Tutu continued to read in a little panic: "Actually, I have been waiting for you to say for so long: Tu Xiang, I want to leave my hometown, I want to change.

"But you never said it. Every time you called, you cried and complained, your work was not going well, your family was at odds, your boyfriend was rubbish, but you never thought about changing your working environment, never thinking about really kicking That scumbag! Your dissatisfaction is just lip service, and you never thought of putting it into action—you don’t really want to change!"

"I really want to change, why are you talking to me like that!" The classmate cried loudly, "I want to change, but it's not that easy, work, family and boyfriend, whoever can change at will... ..."

Tutu continued to read the words on the Korean ink book: "If you want to change, I can help you! Why do you think I call you two or three times a week? I'm just waiting for you to ask, as long as you ask, I will immediately I beg HR to send you an interview notice! That HR is from our hometown, he is handsome and single, when the time comes, you will come here, and your work boyfriend will be replaced in one go!"

"Really, really? Oh, Tu Xiang, you are so kind to me, thank you..." The classmate was so grateful on the phone that he almost praised Tutu as the Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves the suffering.

Qiao Yang listened dumbfounded. The last time I saw a deceived person thanking a liar so sincerely was in Zhao Benshan's skit "Selling Abductees"...but the abductee sale is fake, and everything in front of him is real.Qiao Yang rubbed the frizzy hairs on his arms, glanced at Han Mo beside him, and found that the other party had a calm smile from the beginning to the end, and couldn't help shivering: Ah Mo, can you read people's hearts?The "fish" that Tu Xiang catches in two months can be done in a few words... It is indeed very powerful, and it is too scary.

Thinking of this, Qiao Yang couldn't help but sigh.He suddenly understood the reason why Cai Zijie asked Han Mo to take him to learn the "business" of deception: he wanted Qiao Yang to see Han Mo's morality, to make Qiao Yang afraid of Han Mo's ability to spy on people's hearts, and to be wary of Han Mo's heart. Let Qiao Yang see how black this ink fox's heart and hands are!While Han Mo divided him, Sun Changming, and Gu De, Cai Zijie was also dividing Han Mo and Qiao Yang...

Reluctantly, his ruse worked.Even knowing that this was the hole dug by Cai Zijie, Qiao Yang couldn't help but jump down. His mind was running fast, and he kept speculating: Is Han Mo really lurking in this organization?Why did he get along like a duck to water?Did he see through my character, so Han Mo deliberately pretended to lurk and used my sense of justice to trick me into the organization?

The more he thought about it, the more distracted he became. Qiao Yang didn't even pay attention to Tu Xiang's phone call until Han Mo bumped him with his shoulder.

"What are you thinking about?"

"It's nothing...hehe." Qiao Yang said so, but he kept a little distance from Han Mo honestly, and looked at Tutu, "Congratulations."

Han Mo narrowed his phoenix eyes imperceptibly, and stretched out his arms to grab Qiao Yang's shoulders: "Are you envious of Tutu? Follow up those few in your hand and try to advance as soon as possible."

Qiao Yang's mind was still squatting in Cai Zijie's pit, his shoulders were stiff and he didn't dodge or speak.

Han Mo put the hand on Qiao Yang's shoulder and pinched his ear affectionately: "Suddenly remembered, you don't have a code name yet? I'll give you one today." Qiao Yang felt that his pinched ear was combustion.

"Qiao Yang's code name?" Tutu rolled his eyes, "Let's call him Shuai Shuai! The one with outstanding characteristics."

"It sounds like the name of a puppy, or the kind of little Teddy that runs around and barks all over the yard." Han Mo shook his head dissatisfied, and asked Qiao Yang, "Do you have a code name you want?"

Qiao Yang has no intention of further integrating into the organization at the moment, and his tone is a bit blunt: "I don't want a code name, I am Qiao Yang."

When Han Mo didn't hear it, he lowered his eyes and thought for a while, showing a bright smile: "It's decided, your code name is Little Sun~"

Qiao Yang was dazzled by this smile, and his mind went blank.

"Isn't it much better than Shuai Shuai?" Tutu calmly complained on the side.

"Tsk," Han Mo was speechless, and gave her an expression of "you don't understand", and continued to pinch Qiao Yang's ear: "How about Qiao Yang, I will call you Little Sunshine from now on." Look at each other.

"Why?" Qiao Yang stared at Han Mo and couldn't move his eyes. Han Mo's pupils were like exquisite black glass, transparent at first glance, but upon closer inspection, they were wrapped in many code words that were not humane.

"It can point out the direction," Han Mo's answer was a little strange, he didn't know whether he was talking about the sun or Qiao Yang, "and it is warm and bright enough, which is an indispensable necessity." His smile and voice seemed to be full of hints.

Qiao Yang's thoughts jumped out of Cai Zijie's hole in an instant, and at the moment his mind was full of: "Oh, Ah Mo said that I was a necessity!" "Tell me that I am warm enough!" "Of course Ah Mo and Cai Zijie choose Ah Mo! "Even if I'm cheated, I'll... admit it!" His breathing became a little short, and he just opened his mouth to say something when he heard a "click".

Qiao Yang and Han Mo finished looking at each other, looking for the reputation, and saw Tutu bent down to pick up the pen from the ground: "My hand slipped! This is my favorite pen, it seems to be broken..."

"Really, let me take a look?" Han Mo squatted in front of Tutu and fiddled with the gel pen. Qiao Yang also wanted to go over to have a look, but Tutu flew over viciously with big eyes while Han Mo was not paying attention.

Qiao Yang trembled all over, showing a confused expression like a black emoji: "???"

The author has something to say: Han Mo: Okay, come and meet the new member of our team, warm enough, bright enough, indispensable, he is ours - handsome!

Qiao Yang: No, no, no, I am not, I am not