Bright moon and clear wind

Although the coffee in his hand was cloyingly sweet, Lu Fengqing was still reluctant to waste it and drank it all.The result is that when he returned to the office, he successfully transformed into a bucket and drank water almost all the time.

Every time he picked up the water glass, he glanced at WeChat, but until the afternoon, the expected message still did not appear.

Mo Yuelang clearly said that he would add him on WeChat and transfer money to him.He wasn't thinking about the thirty yuan, but he just hoped that Mo Yuelang would pass his friend request, so that he could sincerely apologize.

But after thinking about it, why did Mo Yuelang add him?

The man didn't drink the coffee, and the two of them were not friends, not to mention he made Mo Yuelang so angry, it would be good not to scold him.

Lu Fengqing sighed countless times, then put down the water glass and mobile phone, picked up the mouse and continued to process the photos on the screen.

Since he couldn't get a photo of a starlet at the airport yesterday, and today's work was suspended due to Mo Yuelang's strike, Lu Fengqing had no other work for the time being, so it was rare for him to be free.And the photo on the screen was none other than Mo Yuelang who was taken in the underground parking lot of the airport.

Facing this handsome face all day long, Lu Fengqing hardly had the time to think about other things.

But he was not fascinated by Mo Yuelang's beauty. After all, the psychological shadow Guan Yihui brought to him made him completely uninterested in handsome guys. He just thought of Mo Yuelang's frosty eyes, and felt I feel bad.

In fact, thinking about it carefully, he always acted like a fool in front of Mo Yuelang.

First of all, in the elevator, in front of the master, he scribbled on other people's faces, and then he lost the pen without knowing it, so he asked someone to deliver it in person.Then at the airport, I dragged the international supermodel all the way on a whim, and later even proposed to take her back to the business.

If he had a better brain at that time, he should have immediately realized that Mo Yuelang was not taking pictures of the airport map at all, but was taking pictures as a plane in a serious manner.After all, which star's picture of leaving the airport is posed next to the car?

So, in fact, Mo Yuelang had long thought that it was meaningless to take pictures. He kindly used his time and energy to use his international show figure to give Lu Fengqing, a half-hearted photographer... practice.

Oh My God.

Lu Fengqing hit his head on the table, almost wanting to die on the spot.

It's okay if I don't think about it, but when I think about it, I realize that Mo Yuelang seems to be very tolerant towards him, but he can actually make people angry. How did his head grow?

"Xiaoqing, are you okay?" Xie Yiran from the next station leaned over and patted Lu Fengqing's shoulder, "Tell my sisters if you have anything to say, don't hold it in alone."

In the entire Propaganda Department, Lu Fengqing is the youngest, and he has a fair face, so he is very popular with the girls in the office.Among them, Xie Yiran and Lu Fengqing are the most familiar, and even gave him the nickname "Xiaoqing".

"It's okay." Lu Fengqing raised his head, rubbed the red spot between his brows, "It's just a little depressed."

"Why are you depressed?" Xie Yiran tilted her head to look at Lu Fengqing's computer screen, "Are you still editing his pictures?"

"En." Lu Fengqing held the mouse again, intending to put away his messy thoughts and continue editing the picture, but at this moment Xie Yiran said suddenly: "By the way, have you heard his gossip?"

"What gossip?" Lu Fengqing subconsciously pricked up his ears.

"I heard that he was playing big in the studio this morning, you seem to be there, right?" Xie Yiran said.

If this is the case, it is not really gossip.Lu Fengqing subconsciously defended Mo Yuelang, "He's not playing big shots..."

Although Lu Fengqing didn't know what happened between Mo Yuelang and Song Ning, but thinking about it in another way, if he and Guan Yihui were to work together again, he would be very unwilling.

"Anyway, why don't you do anything?" Xie Yiran summed it up sharply, and then asked mysteriously: "Do you know why he didn't do it?"

Her tone didn't sound like she was asking a question, but rather like teasing someone.

Lu Fengqing felt Xie Yiran's strong desire to gossip, and cooperated with her face: "Why?"

"That's a long story." Xie Yiran tapped her toes, moved the office chair to Lu Fengqing's station, and asked in a low voice, "Do you know how Song Ning changed his career to become an actor?"

Lu Fengqing entered the circle late, and rarely gossips, how could he know this.He shook his head honestly, and Xie Yiran continued: "He used to be a professional hand model, but he got his first role after meeting a famous director."

"That's it." There are many unseen things in the entertainment industry, Lu Fengqing is not particularly surprised.

"But if you think about it, his conditions are there, and he is not popular at all. It is said that he has changed many sponsors later, but the result is just like this."

Lu Fengqing recalled Song Ning's sarcasm towards him, and could not help maliciously speculating that the reason why Mo Yuelang hated Song Ning might be because Song Ning cheated on him when they were together.

"I heard from the people at the studio that, as soon as Mo Yuelang came this morning, Song Ning went up to flatter you. You should have seen that too, right?"

The studio is a studio for entertainment, and people on both sides communicate with each other, so gossip naturally spreads quickly.But the gossip is also inaccurate, Lu Fengqing knew in his heart that Song Ning was not flattering, but reminiscing about old feelings.

"So," Xie Yiran didn't care whether Lu Fengqing kept up with her rhythm or not, she said to herself, "Let's guess, it was Song Ning who wanted to get close to Mo Yuelang's thigh, but in the end it was nothing to steal. , instead let Mo Yuelang speak harshly, saying that he would not shoot if he did not change people."

Lu Fengqing was slightly surprised: "Did he say that?"

Xie Yiran glanced at him strangely: "Aren't you right there?"

"I..." Lu Fengqing showed an embarrassed expression, "I went to throw out the trash."

"Then you don't have the time to go." Xie Yiran joked.

This sentence is heartbreaking, if God gives Lu Fengqing another chance, even if he swallows the garbage alive, he will not choose that time to go to the back door.

"Okay, it's not really a big gossip." Xie Yiran sat up straight and tapped the ground again, "I'm going back to work."

The voices of the two gossips are very small, and in fact, they will not affect others.But things like gossip seem to have a mysterious power. Even if there is no sound, the atmosphere alone can arouse the mood of others wanting to join.

Before Xie Yiran could leave, the opposite station suddenly stretched out a hand from the partition, and greeted the two of them, "Look at Weibo, Mo Yuelang is on the trending list!"

"What's the matter?" Xie Yiran quickly grabbed the phone from her desk, she was more active than going to the cafeteria to eat.

Here, Lu Fengqing opened Weibo curiously, and when he saw the word "boiling" behind the topic, he couldn't help but catch his breath.

#Mo Yuelang Song Ning#

"Is there any mistake, Song Ning is actually Mo Yuelang's boyfriend???" Xie Yiran was obviously quite surprised, and she didn't even control the volume, successfully attracting the attention of all the colleagues in the office.

Everyone turned on their phones to watch the gossip, and at the same time Lu Fengqing also clicked on the breaking news.

It turned out that after Mo Yuelang dropped out of a top university at the age of 21, he returned to China for a period of time. At that time, he met Song Ning because of his work relationship, and the two developed from colleagues to lovers.

The strange thing is that there is no mention of the two breaking up in the news, it seems that Mo Yuelang is still dating Song Ning.

However, the most exciting thing is yet to come. Lu Feng checked the pictures below the news, and the familiar scene made his heart tremble.

This is obviously the back door of the studio this morning. From the shooting point of view, it is a candid shot.

I don't know if it was deliberately done by the person who took the sneak shot. The two people in the picture are next to each other, looking very intimate.Seven of the nine images are of two people talking face to face, and then…

Here comes the most explosive.

In the penultimate picture, a man wearing a Uniqlo T-shirt and carrying a black garbage bag appeared.

In the penultimate picture, Mo Yuelang had a conflict with this man.

Lu Fengqing was so shocked that he held his breath, he clicked on the text above again, and read the end in detail——

The third party who pursued Mo Yuelang accidentally discovered Mo Yuelang's secret lover, and pushed her in anger.

Lu Fengqing was dumbfounded, what kind of imaginary plot is this?How did he become the third party to pursue Mo Yuelang?How did Song Ning become Mo Yuelang's secret lover?

"Xiaoqing..." Xie Yiran looked at Lu Fengqing with a complicated face, "The person in this photo... isn't you?"

After saying this sentence, Xie Yiran glanced at Lu Fengqing's computer screen again, as if an old mother found out that her son was secretly doing bad things, and said in a word: "... No wonder you said you were depressed just now."

"No, that's really not the case." Lu Fengqing was at a loss for words, he wanted to explain the matter from the beginning to the end, but at this moment his mobile phone vibrated untimely.

He glanced at the phone reflexively, not paying much attention to it, but the next moment, he suddenly realized the content on the phone, and quickly clicked on WeChat.

[Lang: I passed your friend verification request, now we can start chatting]