Star Road: Peasants Attack the City

NICK originally planned to take the two of them to the restaurant to settle the dinner, and then take a detour to the NPC to sign the contract, but under Mo Bajue's faint insistence, he had no choice but to drive the car downstairs to Brother Mo's community.

The location is very remote, in an old residential area outside the sixth ring road, even the wall plaster has faded, revealing patches of embarrassing gray and black.

Brother Mo looked at NICK's blank look and explained awkwardly, "Hey, we don't have a parking space here, and no one can afford a car."

"..." NICK blinked his eyes in surprise, and it took him a long time to react, and he smiled and explained, "It's very convenient, every time I have to park the car in the garage, it's very... laborious, big brother's house is very difficult." good job."

The exaggerated long-pitched appearance is also very cute, Brother Mo immediately laughed when provoked by him, and the atmosphere swept away from the previous unfamiliarity and became much warmer, "Well, Ni, Nick, do you want to follow me?" Let's go upstairs and sit down together? Let Xiaoba cook for us at night... Uh, delicacies from mountains and seas are not affordable, but yesterday I went to the market to buy two fatty fish, Xiaoba's cooking is very good."

NICK's eyes glowed in surprise, "Wow, Bajue can cook? That's amazing! Can I really go?"

Mo Bajue didn't speak at first, but just stared thoughtfully at the position of the door of the apartment outside the window. He didn't hear what the two of them said at all. Hearing this, he was taken aback and nodded lightly, "If you're not busy."

"How can you be busy!" NICK rushed forward and hugged his arm, because he is a little short, his eyes look even more round and shiny when he tilts his head up slightly, "Not busy, definitely not busy! Now my career I just stick to you, please let me follow you!"

"..." Mo Bajue sighed weakly, withdrew his arms and lifted his legs to walk away.

NICK slumped his shoulders in frustration, and immediately jumped up to follow, "To be honest, our company is really good, you won't regret coming here, I can show you the training plan overnight, and the salary It's also rich..."

Brother Mo walked last, shook his head with a smile, "You're really energetic."

Enviable.

He has also been a bus driver for ten years, and it seems that from the first day he entered N City, all his energy was drained.

After walking a few steps, I suddenly heard Bajue talking to someone in front of me. Because my house was far away, it was getting late, and Brother Mo couldn't see clearly in the dim light, so I had to walk a few steps quickly. But he was stunned.

Mo Bajue looked at the beautiful woman and smiled, "Just now, I felt very similar when I saw it from a distance. It turns out that she is really sister-in-law. My elder brother said you are busy with work, so why are you waiting downstairs?"

The woman also smiled happily, and brushed her long curly hair by her ears, "Well, I've been busy with work recently, but I heard that my uncle is coming, so let's come and see, how is Momo recently? I'm planning to Go back to pick him up in a few days, if I knew you were coming, I would have asked you to bring him with me..."

"Momo lives in a good place. It's not the time of vacation. What are you doing here?" Brother Mo's voice seemed a little unnatural, and it was so cold that Mo Bajue was slightly taken aback. He lowered his head inadvertently, but swept into the woman's hand handbag.

Although I don't know the brand, Bajue recognizes this kind of handbag. I think the heroine of the film crew is carrying the same style. I heard them chatting occasionally, and I know that the price is not affordable for my elder brother with a meager salary. of.

Bajue narrowed his black eyes slightly, "Sister-in-law has been doing well recently."

"Well, I worked as a salesman a few years ago, and my performance was good, so the boss also pays more attention to it..." The woman cringed a little after Brother Mo appeared, smiled awkwardly, and hurriedly changed the subject, "Today, I gave out another bonus. Are you eating well? I heard that you are going to make a movie? Your elder brother is a useless piece of trash who doesn’t understand anything. It just so happens that our company has also invested in film shooting. I don’t know which one? Are there many roles? If you want to sign For brokerage companies, you have to think carefully, you don’t know, small companies here in N City are very good at squeezing people, although it may be difficult to sign large ones..."

Your big brother is a worthless piece of trash...

I don’t know how many times I have heard this sentence from the woman in front of me. From the coquettish complaint when I first got married, to the gradual dissatisfaction with the poor life, it has never been as harsh as it is today, and the tone is full of disdain. Impatient.

Mo Bajue raised his eyebrows, looked at the elder brother who had been silent all this time, lowered his eyes, and asked casually, "Is the NPC... too small?"

"Huh?" The woman who was still chattering suddenly froze, and smiled like a child, "NPC? That's one of the biggest companies here, and it's impossible for you to enter there. Do you want to go there again?" Think about other companies? By the way, don’t ask me about A&M. These two companies are only recruited by big stars in their early years. I have never heard of training newcomers. I also know a few smaller companies. ..."

"I see, thank you sister-in-law...thank you." Mo Bajue nodded politely and distantly, then turned his head and asked NICK, who had been waiting obediently, "Didn't you just say...to invite us to dinner?"

"Ah?" NICK was startled, and immediately nodded desperately like a puppy, "Yes, yes, let me treat you to dinner!"

"Then, I will trouble you." Mo Bajue smiled, "We can talk about signing the contract by the way."

"Sign, sign?" NICK opened his mouth and unconsciously stuck to it again, "You promised me???"

"Just talk first."

Just be willing to talk! NICK's saliva began to flow down again unconsciously.

"Sign it?" The woman looked suspiciously at the immature young man, "Which company do you belong to? You can't be a scout you met on the street, right?"

"...Well, I'm sorry for having too young teeth," NICK scratched his hair in annoyance, "but I'm a manager, yes..."

"which company?"

"NPC..."

Three big men were sitting in the food stall at night, and everyone was noisy, but the atmosphere was not relaxed.

In Mo Bajue's mind, the woman's pale face never faded, and even the words before leaving were very clear, "Momo, I must take it away, even if it's a lawsuit, with my current financial ability, I will definitely win you too."

When the woman sat in the limousine that picked her up, Mo Bajue said lightly, "Have you ever asked Momo, who does he want to live with?"

Although I asked this question, I know that the court will not consider the wishes of children, and the economic strength... Think about the man in the car who is covered in gold and jade, so fat that it almost fills the whole car, Mo Bajue frowned. raised eyebrows.

Brother Mo was still smiling and drinking as if nothing had happened, "Hey, Xiao Ni, I don't know if you are used to places like food stalls, but the taste is still very good, and the beer is even better." bottle.

NICK stared dumbfounded at the whole bottle of beer being poured down by him. It took him a long time to smile dryly, "No, it's okay, I often come here with my friends."

Brother Mo laughed loudly, and patted him on the shoulder happily, but the happy result was that he poured another whole bottle down his throat without any explanation.

Mo Bajue knew how much he could drink, so he didn't drink, but asked for a glass of water and put it in front of him, but he never touched it, staring at the TV hanging above the ceiling of the food stall.

NICK observed him silently for a while, then suddenly spoke, pointing to the interview-style variety show that was playing on TV, and said, "Do you want to be such an artist?"

Mo Bajue frowned, "Are there many kinds of entertainers?"

"Of course." The young man wrinkled his nose, thought for a while and said, "Actually, it's just one kind of thing. Because an artist can't just do one thing, just like him."

The host in the show is still very young, wearing thin gold-rimmed glasses, and speaking very softly, Mo Bajue had noticed his name before, Xiao Xiaowai.

NICK smiled and said, "He is a newcomer to A&M, but it seems that he got on the show because of some backstage. Fortunately, he has a good face. If he can become popular, he will start to release records, and then make guest appearances in film and television programs, and finally he will also be on the show. Go to the movies."

Mo Bajue listened quietly.

"And An Ran, you should know, he comes from a family of musicians, he was originally a famous genius in the piano world, but later he was persuaded by Shen Cheng to release a record, and now he doesn't even have the title of best actor."

Just as we were talking, the talk show on TV ended at some point. After the short advertisement passed, a burst of wanton and ostentatious piano music suddenly sounded, and the noisy food stall unexpectedly quieted down at some point.

On the pitch-black TV screen, a vague letter, L, slowly emerged.

With the ups and downs of the music, under the shocking accent, it seems that the slender and powerful pale fingers are smashing the black and white keyboard with all the emotions in front of them, and every time a hazy to clear letter jumps out.

L.

E.

G.

E.

N.

D.

Legend

--legend.

An Ran was lazily leaning against the piano, with a white collar exposed in a black suit, and dark flaxen hair shimmering dimly under the blue light, looking like an imposing and arrogant prince.

He pulled the corner of his lips lightly, and said into the microphone in a low and evil voice, "I'm back."

The smile released from the big screen behind his stage is terrifying, beautiful, and transparent without impurities.

Lightly flicking his fingers, he pressed a black key on the piano, and at the same time as clear notes jumped out, he began to sing.

It was a singing method that almost exhausted its own energy, with a pure and hoarse voice, singing a song about the end of the world, with the lover nestled in his arms, and the two watched the world fall apart in front of their eyes.

He sang lightly, his fingers leaping over the black and white keyboard under the light, he could barely see the fast movement, his body shook slightly with the movement of playing, his beautiful eyes were lightly closed, covered under the messy bangs, There is despair and sweetness in the voice.

So touching, so sad.

Even through TV, people can't help but be moved.

Mo Bajue stared at the person on the TV with his dark eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "If I sign a contract, can I still be with him?"

NICK was startled, and almost jumped up, "Being, being together is..."

Mo Bajue was baffled by his violent reaction, "Signed to different companies, can we still make movies together?"

NICK slumped back into the chair, wiped his cold sweat, "You can take as many pictures with him as you want."

Mo Bajue lowered his head and thought for a while, then got up and stretched out his hand to him, "From now on, I will trouble you."