[Entertainment] Your love, my life

It has been a week since the "club incident" that night. To Qiao Mo's surprise, Cao Li did not continue to trouble him. There were not too few people present that night. It was also spread in the circle at random, and most people were waiting for the follow-up of this matter with an attitude of watching the show. Although Cao Li is not a big man who can cover the sky, he is still more than enough to deal with a newcomer who just arrived. .

Qiao Mo is not a fool either. In just one week, he could clearly feel the deliberate alienation of many artists in the company from him. He was afraid that Cao Li would take revenge if he got close to him.

"Bang—" the door of the music room was pushed open vigorously.

Qiao Mo put down the guitar, raised his head and said speechlessly, "Can you be gentle? The door is about to fall."

Shang Qing glared at him, then stretched out his hand to close the door, "There are rumors outside that you were under the unspoken rules of Cao Li, and you beat him up if you didn't agree on the price."

"Pfft——" Qiao Mo burst out laughing, the rumors were really fierce, and he looked at Shang Qing suspiciously, "Don't tell me you believe it?"

Shang Qing stepped forward and knocked Qiao Mo on the head hard, "I believe you, tell me what's going on? You can't listen to the rumors outside!"

"If you can't listen, don't listen." Qiao Mo rolled his eyes and played an angry tune on the guitar, "He tried to rule me out, so I beat him up on the night of the finale dinner." The tone Zhong was a little helpless, "There were a lot of people in the private room at that time, and if one person came out and said something, the strange version must have been spread."

"What? That scum really wants to sneak into you?!" Shang Qing was furious.

Qiao Mo covered his ears exaggeratedly, "Okay, okay, stop yelling, everyone in the company will be yelled at by you, haven't you been caught yet." The corner of his mouth curled, "Actually, it's nothing , just let me beat him up to vent, otherwise he might spontaneously combust one day if he keeps holding it in."

"..." Shang Qing raised her eyebrows and quickly understood the meaning of Qiao Mo's words, "Pei Ziyue, are you really going to do this?"

Qiao Mo looked at the sky, "Otherwise, if you have a partner, you will be struck by lightning if you become a mistress!" As long as Pei Ziyue has a partner for a day, Qiao Mo will probably only be able to avoid him for a day.

Shang Qing comforted, "Maybe someday we will be divided, you still have a chance."

Qiao Mo took the cushion on the chair and covered Shang Qing's face, "You better stop talking!"

After finally sending Shang Qing away, Qiao Mo picked up the guitar again, but he couldn't play a tune. The crew of "Nianhua" will start the first official promotion tomorrow, but there is nothing wrong with him. The director team has been playing since that night After that, no one contacted him. Although Qiao Mo did not pay much attention to a TV series as he said before, but after all, it was the result of several months of hard work, but in the end because of this ridiculous It is a bit funny and ironic that it was burned for a reason.

Qiao Mo was a little surprised when a specific cell phone rang. He hurriedly put down the guitar and pressed the answer button, "Dad, why are you calling me now?"

Qiao Rihua smiled on the other end of the phone: "Why, your father can't even call you?"

Listening to his father's kind voice, Qiao Mo felt relieved, "Isn't this the last time your assistant said that you will be in the United States all the time, are you back?"

"It will take some time before I can return to China. This project here is a little troublesome." Qiao Rihua stood up and moved his legs and feet a little bit stiff from sitting for a long time.

"Still in America?" Hearing this, Qiao Mo frowned, "It should be two o'clock in the morning over there, why are you still working? Last time, Doctor Mary specifically told you not to stay up late!"

"Mary always tells you behind my back." Qiao Rihua complained, and changed the subject by the way, "How are you doing recently? Is the entertainment industry the same as you imagined?"

Qiao Mo stretched out his hand and rubbed his nose, looked at the busy traffic outside the window, "That's it."

Qiao Rihua, who knew his son like the back of his hand, naturally heard something wrong in Qiao Mo's tone, "Who made my little Mo unhappy?"

"Don't treat me like a child!" Qiao Mo protested, getting goosebumps from his father's tone, and asked his father after a while, "Dad, do you think I'm quite self-righteous?"

"Self-righteous?" Qiao Rihua laughed lowly, "Why do you ask like that?"

Why?Because since I signed a contract to make my debut, no matter whether it is the debut drama that did not give Tina face, or the song selection decision when the first album was released, and the later behavior of not cooperating with the publicity, including this "club incident", all of them have full authority. Acting on his own temper, making what he thought was the most correct decision, but in the end it all turned into a mess.

Qiao Mo twitched the corners of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner, feeling an unconscious sense of frustration, "I feel like I haven't done a single thing well since I signed the contract."

Qiao Rihua frowned slightly, and after a few seconds, he comforted his son and said, "Son, there is nothing wrong with young people being self-righteous, but the premise is that you have enough capital to support your self-righteousness." With a slight tone of voice, "Depression should never appear in successful people. In the emotional dictionary, how can my precious son, Qiao Rihua, possibly fail to do something well?"

Qiao Mo was amused by his father's tone, "Come on, you have to go to bed quickly! You are not allowed to go to bed after twelve o'clock when you are so old!"

Qiao Rihua blew his beard and stared, "You brat, dare you say your father is old!"

"You are the youngest, go to bed soon!" Qiao Mo said good night through the phone, "Good night Dad, I love you."

This Qiao Mo hung up the phone in a good mood, but Qiao Rihua frowned, picked up his phone 2 minutes later and called his assistant, "Hey, help me find out if something happened to Qiao Mo recently, Well, answer me as soon as possible."

***

"Come on, look at the camera." The photographer held up a cannon to capture every movement of Qiao Mo, "Okay, very good!"

In the November weather, it is necessary to wrap a thick down jacket outside. Although he was wearing unlined clothing, Qiao Mo was still sweating from the heat after standing in different poses under the high-brightness lighting for an entire afternoon.

After the filming came to an end, Qiao Mo sat down on the rest chair beside him, picked up the flyer and fanned it, someone behind him handed him a thick coat, but Qiao Mo didn't take it, and complained: "I'm about to die of heat Well, Xiaobei, it would be more reliable to give me a glass of ice water."

As soon as the words fell, there was a blow on the back of the head, "You still want to drink ice water in such a cold day?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Qiao Mo turned around abruptly and said in surprise, "Dad?!"

"There's not even a heater in here, put on your clothes quickly." Qiao Rihua stuffed the coat into Qiao Mo's hands.

Qiao Mo stuck out his tongue, and put on his coat as he said, "When did you come back? How did you find this place?"

Qiao Rihua didn't answer. He looked around and his eyes fell on Qiao Mo, "Is the filming over?"

"It's over." Qiao Mo nodded and found the person in charge, "Wait a minute, I'll go and say hello to that side, let's go together."

===TBC===