am i a devil

Sister Li was taken aback for a moment, and then thought, maybe this kid is chasing someone, or is being chased

However, Sister Li didn't say much. Compared with those artists whose private life and even the company are very tight, every time something comes out, they only know that they cry and ask the team to wipe their ass for him. In fact, my sister prefers to bring Wang Mo, an honest child like Wang Mo, who has one thing to say and two things to say two things. When there is an emergency, she should be prepared with both hands, so as not to mess up her position when it comes to battle.

So Sister Li let go of this topic, took out the still photo taken by Wang Mo, and showed him the new social account that the company applied for him.

There was nothing on the account, only two hard photos of him that were carefully selected, side a and side b, angel and devil, light and shadow, black and white, even Wang Mo couldn't recognize him when he looked at it.

"Look, our Xiao Wang's looks are good enough to fight, and he only posted it in a short time, and he has tens of thousands of fans." Sister Li said beamingly.

Wang Mo opened his eyes wide, looking at the number of fans who were still soaring all the way in disbelief.

"These are the legendary... water army" Wang Mo thought for a while, and asked Sister Li a little bit.

"Okay, Xiao Wang, I've known about sailors within two days of entering the industry." Sister Li said with a smile.

"It's not true, these are your own fans, live fans!"

"But, on my social account, I haven't said a word yet." Wang Mo scratched his head inexplicably.

"Needless to say, your face is the best sign." Sister Li said excitedly.

"Right now, all I suck are face powders, and slowly there will be other fans."

So Sister Li began to talk to Wang Mo about the types of fans, such as girlfriend fans, mother fans, career fans, cp fans, and even black fans. Wang Mo was dizzy after hearing this. The body and brain that have just finished the physical training class are almost shutting down.

Fortunately, Sister Li completed her science popularization at the last moment. Looking at the messy Wang Mo in the wind, she mercifully released him.

Just as Wang Mo was about to leave, Sister Li took out a set of very standard black super mask equipment and handed it to Wang Mo.

"Xiao Wang, you are now posting hard photos, and you are well-known. You should pay more attention when you go out, and don't go to public places without taking protective measures. If you have to go, you should also wear a mask. It is best to wear sunglasses and Cover it up with a fisherman hat, a baseball cap or something, even if you are a boy, you have to protect yourself outside." Sister Li babbled a lot, then wrapped Wang Mo like a zongzi, Sent out the door of the company.

Wang Mo: "..."

Why is it dark, wearing sunglasses and a mask in broad daylight, and Wang Mo, who is about to suffocate, thinks miserably in his heart, always feels that if he is given an erhu now, he can sit on the ground and beg for food.

Alas, it seems that neither line of work is easy. Wang Mo got on the subway home with the feeling that it was not easy to work.

On the subway, Wang Mo was a little bored. His attire always felt awkward, like a thief, and he didn't dare to stand straight in the middle of the carriage.

He was lucky today, he stood sideways for a few stops, just as the person next to him got off the bus, Wang Mo got a seat, huddled inside, and swiped his phone.

Sister Li had given Wang Mo the authority of his official account before, and now there is nothing to do, Wang Mo can just swipe it.

In the end, it didn't matter this brushing, and there were about [-] live followers.

Wang Mo: "..."

Unexpectedly, I would also have a day when I depended on my face for food. Wang Mo's interesting soul, wrapped in a strict beauty, let out a rooster crow.

He went to the background to check the private message, and he was drunk if he had not read [-]+.

Wang Mo just clicked on a few of them, almost all of them were "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-lis to my little brother's, "he's so sweet and salty, he's so handsome", "This is the legendary Yangou's face." victory".

Wang Mo: "..."

There are also a lot of people who directly sent an icon to show their love, what else like you, love you, etc., there are all kinds of pictures.

What they said they liked was the same as what he said they liked, Wang Mo thought to himself.

But these fans don't know me at all, can they fall in love with someone just by looking at one or two photos?

How serious is this kind of liking, Wang Mo wondered in his heart, but he knew that no matter how serious this kind of liking was, it couldn't compare to Xun Ying's liking.

Xun Ying said that his love is love over time, not love at first sight.

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Wang Mo used his brain too much along the way, and he seldom covered his face with a black mask. He was a little hypoxic, and returned to the small courtyard sleepily.

As soon as he entered, he saw Xun Ying sitting in the courtyard drinking tea.

Xun Ying didn't come out and sit often these days, so today was a bit unusual for him.

Wang Mo then pulled off a pile of black coverings on his face, walked towards Xun Ying, and greeted him.

"Brother." Wang Mo said.

"Amo, you're back." Xun Ying also stood up and greeted him.

"I want to talk to you, is it convenient?" Xun Ying said.

"Hey, it's convenient." Wang Mo nodded quickly.

So Xun Ying took Wang Mo to his main room.

In the main room, after the guests and hosts were seated, Xun Ying brought Wang Mo a cup of tea.

Wang Mo picked up the teacup and gulped it down.

He doesn't have the burden of an idol yet, let alone his senior brother.

And Wang Mo was really thirsty.

When he was in the car just now, he felt that wearing a mask was too strenuous to breathe. After leaving the subway station, he remembered Sister Li’s instructions, and he didn’t dare to take off the black super mask casually. He endured it all the way home, a little With the feeling of staring at the stars, Wang Mo felt that he was finally resurrected after drinking a pot of double-smoked jasmine made by his senior brother.

Xun Ying saw that Wang Mo felt better, so he pondered for a while, and then opened his mouth and said, "Amo, you are a public figure now, I think, you always live here, maybe the privacy will not be very good."

Wang Mo was stunned for a moment, put down the teacup in his hand, and looked at Xun Ying.

"Brother, what do you... want to say?" Wang Mo said.

"I bought you a house in the villa area near here, the security conditions there are very good, I think..."

Before Xun Ying could finish speaking, Wang Mo suddenly stood up from his chair.

Xun Ying also stood up after him, walked a few steps forward, and was about to say something, when suddenly Wang Mo bullied him into his body and grabbed Xun Ying's arm with both hands.

"You want to drive me away!"

Wang Mo asked in a very urgent tone, because he was too excited, his momentum was very strong, and he rushed Xun Ying back several steps at once, and he was about to hit something behind him.

Of course Xun Ying had the absolute strength to stop Wang Mo's forward move, but he didn't.

He was afraid that he would hurt him if he exerted his strength rashly, so he simply let his figure go, and was suddenly pushed onto the furniture behind him by Wang Mo.

His back was hit hard, and behind him was a Duobao Pavilion.

It was just such a collision, one by one, the antiques on the Duobao Pavilion fell to the ground one after another, smashing into pieces.

Each of them is priceless.

Xun Ying didn't even blink his eyes, but just held Wang Mo's arm with his backhand, helping him stabilize his forward figure.

"Amo, are you not injured?" Xun Ying said.