lonely city, lonely love

The small videos on Weibo intensified, and some people began to boycott the company's abandonment of Young Master Mo, but in many cases, even if the public opinion was one-sided, it could not affect the development of this matter.

Chu Mochen and Su Yunan went to America.

At this news, Young Master Mo looked at his phone and saw this extremely simple text message. Sad, not even the ability to smile.

"Su Yunan and I are going to America, and we will be back in a few days."

With such simple words, it is not difficult for Young Master Mo to guess what Chu Mochen and Su Yunan are going to America for, but Su Yunan would be willing to do this, it must be that Chu Mochen promised him something, no matter what it is, he is unwilling of.Throwing the phone on the bed angrily, kicking everything away impatiently.

He touched his pocket and found that there was no smoke, so he had no outlet to vent.

"What are you looking for?" Sister Ling appeared, rare and gentle.Although Sister Ling is usually fierce, she is really kind to Young Master Mo, like a child brought up by herself. She looked at Young Master Mo from a small star to his current status, and also looked at him because of this picture. Face was abandoned by the company, but what can I do?Nothing can be done.Because everyone is looking for something in their position, but it is just a salary.

"Smoke." Young Master Mo said a word simply.

Sister Ling threw the cigarette over, and Young Master Mo took it, lit it, and took a deep breath. His mouth was filled with the smell of tobacco. For several days, his mind never stopped.Young Master Mo has this kind of ability, he has a lot of things in his mind, and he is also very good at writing songs, so not everyone has his status today.

"Let's take a look at the company's decision." Sister Ling sighed and handed over the contract.

I didn't look at it, just took a puff of the cigarette, then slowly exhaled it, looked at the window, the trees outside were shaking their branches gently, and then smiled, "How much does the company plan to pay me?"

Sister Ling looked at Young Master Mo helplessly, her red hair was extremely dazzling, and her eyes were inexplicably sore, "Mo Mo, what the company did is very wrong. I have already told the higher-ups, but he..."

"Sister Ling, thank you." Young Master Mo turned his back to her, his eyes were empty.In this matter, I inexplicably learned a lot of truths, and there is a reason why everything went smoothly. Probably the biggest reason is this face, which is really funny, because of a face.

Probably no one knows that in the past, Young Master Mo often went to bed at three o'clock in the morning in order to write songs. He did not study systematically. neurasthenia.Everyone doesn't know, and no one cares, because what everyone sees is how well you sing and how you look.

This circle is very cruel.

Turning his head to look at Sister Ling, Young Master Mo smiled, holding a thick gauze on his cheeks to cover up the hideous wound, only Young Master Mo knew how terrifying it was down there, but he didn't want to share, "I know, thank you you."

It was repeated.

Such young master Mo is terrifyingly quiet, as if Chu Mochen has possessed himself.

"Momo, don't worry, I have resources here, and I will help you." Sister Ling sighed, and sat helplessly looking at him, "If you don't mind, just follow me, my resources Although there are not as many companies as there are, if everyone knows it is you, they will definitely be willing to cooperate."

"Sister Ling, I'm tired too." Young Master Mo turned his head, his tone indifferent, the cigarette in his hand kept burning, and soon reached the end of the cigarette, he stretched out his hand to press it out, and the room became inexplicably quieter.

"Momo, your fans are still waiting for you."

"They will forget me one day." Young Master Mo smiled faintly, curling the corners of his mouth, as if he didn't care at all, but Sister Ling knew that Young Master Mo was really sad this time.

"No." Sister Ling took the phone over and showed it to Young Master Mo. It was full of messages from fans, all of which were messages about taking good care of Young Master Mo, as well as all kinds of support.

Looking at all this, I feel warm in my heart, probably the only positive energy these days.

Young Master Mo nodded, and looked at Sister Ling quietly with his narrow peach eyes, "How much did the company pay me?"

"300."

After a long time, Young Master Mo smiled, probably mocking, nodded, and stretched out his hand to sign without the slightest hesitation, "So, that's what I'm worth."

Sister Ling couldn't bear it a bit, "Momo, don't worry, I'll arrange work for you when you recover."

"I'm not going to get better?" Young Master Mo looked at Sister Ling, his eyes were cold, like another person, familiar but unfamiliar.

"..."

"Sister Ling, I know your kindness, but I still have Chu Mochen, he won't let me really leave. After all, singing is my dream."

Sister Ling left, looking at Young Master Mo worriedly, "You know, even if you have scars on your face, you can't sing."

"Sister Ling, the only thing I regret now is that I promised Su Yunan to visit the class." Young Master Mo smiled, and the gauze on his face trembled and looked inexplicably cute, "I should have refused. But I didn't .I know that no matter what happens to her, I have to go and fall by myself, but I just don’t want to be reconciled. If she can qualify, I will definitely kill her.”

Of course, these words were not for Sister Ling, but for the company.

Sister Ling's complexion changed, she murmured, and finally said, "You know, there are people behind her."

"I know. I'm not joking. I still have the ability to kill someone. Don't let me see her." Young Master Mo looked at Sister Ling without changing his face, and smiled, "Sister Ling, this is My bottom line. This circle is so small, I have been a fool for seven years. Tell the company that Su Yunan cannot appear in this circle, otherwise...you don't know what kind of temper I am."

Naked|naked|naked threats, Ling sister nodded and left very solemnly.

Turning around, he picked up his phone and sent Chu Mochen a text message, "If you dare to go to America with Su Yunan, we'll fucking break up."

Soon the other party's call came.