tonight star

Mo Qingfeng was fascinated by the new script. Every day he took the script and thought about it carefully, while hiding in the house and secretly rehearsing.

And Migu is also busy with his family who just flew back from the United States, so he will not come to the villa for the time being. For a while, Mo Qingfeng only feels that the villa is a lot lonely, but how Migu will accompany his family and where his family lives, Mo Qingfeng Never cared, never thought about it.One day, he was enjoying the warm winter sun, hugging his guitar and holding a chair on the lawn in the yard, playing and singing to himself, chatting to escape the loneliness, when suddenly he heard someone sigh, "You really look like him."

When Mo Qingfeng raised his head, he saw Lin's mother standing aside, staring at him with strange eyes.

Mo Qingfeng stood up involuntarily and said, "Mother Lin, who do you think I look like?"

Mama Lin sighed, "Like Yunfeng, I now realize that you not only look like Yunfeng, but also have the same hobbies. Yunfeng also liked to entertain himself on the grass with his guitar in his arms."

Mo Qingfeng said humbly, "Mother Lin, you are too much, how can I compare with Shangyunfeng? I am far behind him."

Lin Ma said, "I finally understand why the third young master treats you so well, Xiao Mo, I hope you won't make him sad in the future."

Mo Qingfeng heard it inexplicably, and laughed at himself, "Mother Lin, you are laughing at me. From now on, only Mr. Mi kicked me when he was unhappy. How could I make him feel sad?"

Lin Ma looked at him, hesitated to speak, finally sighed, and left slowly.

Mo Qingfeng recollected Lin Ma's words, and couldn't help being startled. He thought to himself, could it be that Yunfeng lived here before, or that Yunfeng often went in and out here. It is the soul of another world, and I am lying on the sofa that he may have lain on, and sleeping on the bed that he has slept in. Thinking about it carefully, cold sweat can't help oozing from his back.

Mo Qingfeng didn't have the heart to play the guitar anymore, it was getting late, and he should go out to the New Year reception.He hurried upstairs, came to the room, and changed into the clothes that Migu had chosen for him. For some reason, a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart, but he had already promised Migu that he must attend today's reception, so it was too late If you want to, go out and take a taxi to the place where the reception will be held----Hua Luo Hotel.

That night, the neon lights outside the Hualuo Hotel were flickering, people were buzzing, and there was an endless stream of precious cars and fragrant horses heading there.

The Hualuo Hotel has always been the host of the Huanyu New Year's Reception, and now the interior is gorgeously decorated, with red lanterns hanging everywhere, making it look beaming.When Mo Qingfeng arrived, it was still early, so he was bored and found a remote place to sit down. It was a buffet style inside, with a dance hall in the middle. There was a valuable piano at the front of the lobby, and a player in white was playing the piano. Sitting in front of the piano, the slender fingers are agile on the black and white keys, and the autumn story is lingering in the hall, making the listeners feel like a spring breeze.

The reception has always been the annual celebration of Huanyu or Mi's Group. Every year, the reception not only invites some staff and artists of Huanyu, but also invites the partners of Mi's Group in various business transactions. Therefore, the reception is very important for some artists of Huanyu It's especially important, because if you can get to know bigwigs in the business world at the reception, it means you have connections. If you can get the support of these bigwigs, why worry about not being popular. Therefore, generally speaking, the artists who can get invitations to the reception, female The men are often dressed in fancy dresses, and the men are handsome and handsome. They each try their best to show their outstanding side, hoping to stand out here and win the favor of the boss.

Mo Qingfeng watched quietly at the gate, and people entered from outside one after another. Judging from their attire, except for Huanyu's staff and entertainers, all the visitors were either rich or expensive.Suddenly, Mo Qingfeng's heart was shocked, because he saw an unbelievable scene, Sha Xun walked in in a well-groomed dress, and next to him, holding his arm affectionately, with a smile on her face and charming eyes, was the handsome and charming beauty. water rhyme.Mo Qingfeng couldn't believe it, and blinked again. It was indeed Shui Yun, the so-called artist that Sha Xun was about to give up.

Mo Qingfeng's heart suddenly cooled down, thinking about it wildly, his heart ached, he didn't expect Sha Xun to be such a sentimental person, really stupid, I'm afraid that he is just a plaything in his hands in his mind, always thinking that he treats him It's special, I didn't expect it. . . . .Mo Qingfeng couldn't continue to think about it. He felt a splitting headache and couldn't help standing up. He hoped that Sha Xun could find himself in the crowd, or find himself, but he was disappointed. Sha Xun's gaze was always fixed on On the beautiful woman beside him, the two lowered their heads and whispered to each other from time to time, like a pair of lovers.

Mo Qingfeng's eyes were dim, and he was about to shrink into the corner silently. Suddenly, someone screamed and shouted, "Look, President Mi and Mrs. Mi are here." Come on, that person can't tell his age, he is wearing a purple evening dress, his hair is coiled up high, his temperament is elegant, his appearance is outstanding, and it is unforgettable. It is Mrs. Mi, and Mo Qingfeng can't help but feel sorry for her Attracted by his elegant style, he thought, Migu really enjoys the beauty of the world.

Mi Gu stood on the rostrum, and delivered his New Year's greetings as usual. Mo Qingfeng was not in the mood to listen to his clichés, and sat aside silently in a daze.

Accompanied by a burst of warm applause, the reception has already begun. There are staggered glasses of wine, fragrant clothes and shadows on the temples. It's so lively. Mo Qingfeng picked up two pieces of cake and slowly returned to his seat, watching all this in front of him boredly. Dealing with himself, he will be clean. Just thinking about it, a short and fat man sat across from him, holding a wine glass in one hand, tapping on the table with the other, looking at him boldly and boldly, and said, "This little boy Brother looks familiar, I don't know your last name."

Mo Qingfeng saw that he looked wretched, and felt goosebumps in his heart. He said angrily, "I don't know you."

The man stared at him obsessively, and said, "From today onwards, we'll know each other." Then he gently put his right hand on Mo Qingfeng's hand without knowing what to do. Moving his hand away, he said, "I don't want to know you."

The man said, "But I want to know you, what should I do. By the way, I remembered, you are Xiaoyunfeng Mo Qingfeng, right?"

Mo Qingfeng said, "I have something to do, so I'm leaving first." After saying that, he was about to get up.

The man hurriedly said, "Hey, you wait." He followed up in an instant, and said without any concealment, "You followed me, how about it."

Mo Qingfeng was about to answer when a familiar voice sounded in his ear, "Boss Luo, this kid already has someone."

Mr. Luo was startled when he heard the words, and then he said awkwardly, "Mr. Mi, that's right, that's really a pity." He quickly turned around and mixed into the crowd.

Mo Qingfeng felt a moment of loss in his heart. At that moment, he hoped that it was Sha Xun who would help him out, but. . . . .There was a strange brilliance in Mi Gu's eyes looking at Mo Qingfeng.

Mo Qingfeng smiled and said, "Why don't you accompany Madam, why are you staring at me?"

There seemed to be some dissatisfaction in Migu's eyes, he whispered, "It seems that I shouldn't have let you come to this place."

He found that at the reception, many people cast their eyes on Mo Qingfeng, as if he was a prey to be valued. These gazes made him feel very uncomfortable, especially Mo Qingfeng was still wandering around like this, carefree.

Mo Qingfeng said, "It doesn't matter, anyway, I'm lonely staying in the villa by myself."

Mi □□, "Okay then, stop showing off here and go to the lounge to rest."

Mo Qingfeng replied angrily, "You don't need to worry about what I want to do."

He raised his head, turned around and left.

Mi Gu was about to catch up, when a sweet voice came, "Brother Gu, let's toast Uncle Wang together." Mi Gu stopped helplessly, turned around, smiled at Mrs. Mi behind him, and said, "Okay, ah Yu."

Mo Qingfeng didn't like the chaotic atmosphere in the reception, so he hurried to the rest area to take a breath.

There is no one in the rest area, and it looks very quiet. Five or six sofas surround the coffee table in the middle in a semicircle.Mo Qingfeng lay down on the sofa casually, and when he was about to close his eyes and rest his mind, he heard the sound of pushing the door, and then a person walked in gently. When he saw Mo Qingfeng lying on the sofa, he couldn't help being taken aback, and then hummed Hearing the sound, Mo Qingfeng felt a shock in his body, and couldn't help saying, "Mr. Sha."

It was Sha Xun who came, and he said coldly, "You are so free, what about what you promised me to do?"

Mo Qingfeng lowered his head and murmured, "I'm sorry, I haven't found anything yet."

"You just say, I'm sorry," Sa Xun said angrily, "Don't you know how important he is to me."

Mo Qingfeng was speechless for a moment.

Sha Xun said coldly, "I need you to give me an answer as soon as possible."

Mo Qingfeng stood up and looked at Sha Xun's face, but he was disappointed again, Sha Xun's eyes only had the word ruthless.

So he gritted his teeth and couldn't help but said, "Is that all I'm worth to you and nothing else?"

"Of course," Sha Xun said expressionlessly.

Mo Qingfeng's heart was instantly cut into pieces by a sharp knife, and the pain was unbearable.He couldn't help but smiled, and said, "I'm thinking too much, I, I will abide by the agreement." As soon as he said this, he suddenly felt as if his bones had been emptied, and he collapsed on the sofa.

Sha Xun glanced at him again, turned around and opened the door, and when he pressed the handle, Mo Qingfeng suddenly said, "If one day I die, will you still remember me?"

Sha Xun acted as if he had never heard it, and left without saying a word or looking back.

Mo Qingfeng buried his head deeply in the sofa, he hated it so much that he didn't even want to say a word to himself.At this moment, he only felt that he was extremely tired.He was immersed in deep pain and sorrow, and he didn't realize that someone was sitting opposite him, watching him quietly.