lonely city, lonely love

The competition is still in full swing. Because of the appearance of Young Master Mo, he has become the hottest candidate to win the championship this year. Countless fans have started chasing stars, and there are also many Chinese fans who have traveled all the way to the United States. Look at Master Mo.

Young Master Mo is still, as long as you come, I will take you to eat delicious food and send you to the hotel.Such caring, just like the beginning, the fans were very excited, crying and laughing.

But what I have to admit is that Master Mo is on fire.

A young man who was once abandoned by the company came to the United States a long way away. Unexpectedly, after a few months, his skills did not lag behind at all, but became even better.

There were also American companies who wanted to recruit people, but Master Mo refused.

Until the finals, Young Master Mo was sitting in the backstage, watching the makeup artist help him put on makeup. For the first time, he had a sense of familiarity. Seeing himself wearing thick smoky makeup, he couldn't help laughing, grinning, The smile bloomed like a flower, and the beauty of the short-lived, the makeup artist on the side was dumbfounded.

Master Mo was the last one. When he went up, everyone kept screaming. He held the microphone and spoke fluent English to the fans below, "I know, I have always sang slow songs. Today, I want to bring you a brand new stage, a stage that I am best at. I will bring you a song, my song, "tooyoung".

The familiar exploding music, the constantly flashing lights, and the young master Mo in a leather jacket with thick smoky makeup, the whole person is the very familiar young master Mo. This new song is written and composed by himself Yes, explosive music, as well as electric guitars, making noise, as if you were in a concert.

Master Mo’s voice is deep and hoarse, and it’s especially nice when paired with this music. All the people below were high and kept calling Master Mo’s name with their hands raised. Some Chinese fans covered their mouths and started crying. It must have been too long. I have never seen my idol like this.Weeping with joy.

At the end of the song, Young Master Mo wiped the sweat off his face and held the microphone, "Thank you all. Thank you for your support. I have a song here, which I want to dedicate to those of you who love me. "Slow Return."

This song was Gu Anfeng's famous song at the beginning, and now it is given to Young Master Mo, it is inexplicably suitable, the voice is low and hoarse, extremely clear, singing a cappella, and you can also see his strength, holding the microphone, closing his eyes, and whispering Shallow sing.

The styles of the two songs are completely different, and the switching is very easy.

The screams of the fans below were already about to explode. When Young Master Mo finished singing, some people cried and some laughed. The Chinese songs did not affect his appeal at all.

The judges all stood up and applauded. This performance is already perfect.

Young Master Mo looked at the fans below, smiled, bowed, everything was perfect.When they went down, looking at Chu Mochen standing in the background, Young Master Mo hugged him, buried his head in his shoulder, couldn't tell if he was crying, some fans didn't know when to rush When they came in, several people hugged each other.

Hearing Chu Mochen's heartbeat clearly, his heart became inexplicably quieter. Chu Mochen hugged Young Master Mo tightly, for fear that he would be squeezed away by the crowd if he didn't pay attention.

When he let go, Young Master Mo's eyes were shining, looking at Chu Mo Chen, "I succeeded."

Nodding his head, he patted Master Mo's head, "Yes, you succeeded."

Laughed, smiled and smiled, Young Master Mo still cried, this was the first time he cried in front of the camera, in front of the fans, he cried very sadly, the fans were so distressed, but they didn't dare to go up, far away looking at him.

Wiping the tears off his face, he grinned and smiled, "Don't leave at night, I'll treat you to dinner!"

In the evening, a group of people came to Andre's restaurant. The fans looked at Young Master Mo excitedly and asked questions they cared about, "When are you going back to China?"

"Hurry up, I'll be back when the game is over." Young Master Mo ate his meal, he must be extremely hungry, so he didn't lift his head, the makeup on his face was removed, and the scars on his face were still faint I made an appointment, but the doctor said that there is no need for ointment, and it will disappear automatically in a few days.

"The scars on the face are not obvious anymore, let's use less makeup in the future." Fans are very concerned.

Young Master Mo nodded with a smile, and couldn't help sighing, "It's better to be my own fans. Foreigners only care about how well I sing, and only my own fans care about my scars."

One sentence made the fans laugh, and a large group of people happily finished their meal and waited for the fruit.

Young Master Mo looked at Andre who was hesitant to speak, and got up, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Came outside, looked at Andre, smiled and said, "What's the matter?"

"Are you leaving?" Andre's Chinese is pretty good, probably because of Chu Mochen.

"Yes, we are going back." Young Master Mo nodded, looked at Andre, and asked, "Do you have any cigarettes?"

Handing over his cigarette, Andre looked at this good-looking man, even with scars, he was still so good-looking, he must be a perfect man.Looking down at his legs, even wearing thick pants could not conceal its twisted shape.

"Don't worry about it. The more you cover it up, the more others can see it. You just tell others openly." Young Master Mo turned his head, looked at Andre, and his eyes stayed on his legs, "This way , others may take care of you a lot.”

"No. Mo Chen didn't." Andre smiled bitterly, looking at the street scene in the distance, "I know, you are together, and I have divorced him. He has taken care of me for so many years, it is really great."

Young Master Mo nodded, took a puff of cigarettes, and the smell of tobacco filled his mouth, "What he has not told you, this is also the last limit of patience. I am not a tempered person, and he has always tolerated me. I know, He is great. Every time I tell myself, fortunately, such a great Chu Mochen belongs to me."

Andre's whole body was stiff, and he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't, probably because he didn't have the strength, so he nodded in a panic, "Bless you all."

"Andre." Young Master Mo turned his head and looked at him. This helpless boy, thinking about what happened to him, softened his heart, "You are not wrong. If I were you, I would definitely do the same."