The singer of the entertainment circle is not a human being

When Shen Moyan and Xiao Li arrived at the airport, An Jia made sure they were correct and set off to go back. Only the staff were left, and even Shen Muyun had no time to accompany them this time.

The airport quickly notified them to board the plane. It took only two hours to fly from Rongcheng to Hong Kong, but Shen Moyan took out his mobile phone again and again, as if he wanted to wait for a greeting from someone, but until the plane took off, the bell never rang .

The climate in Hong Kong is humid. Even in winter, it is not as cold and windy as Rongcheng. After getting off the plane, Shen Moyan followed the team to the Hung Hom Stadium.

Wang Ye seemed determined to ask him to think clearly, and he didn't make a phone call until now, but An Jia thoughtfully asked if they landed safely, and after confirming, he didn't talk too far as before.

Shen Moyan has become more and more unable to guess the other party's mind. Logically speaking, Wang Ye should still hate him, but this sudden announcement of getting married seems to bring the two back to their original positions.

Does Wang Ye love him?Perhaps the answer is yes.

But does he love Wang Ye?Shen Moyan was silent for a long time, still not sure what to say.

While he was in a daze, Xiao Li, who was standing aside, walked over and urged: "Boss, the chief director asked you to try the stage, and then rehearse with this team."

"Okay, I see," Shen Moyan withdrew his thoughts, followed Xiao Li, walked onto the stage, and heard the chief director shouting from the audience: "Boss Shen! Let's try it alone first, and then cooperate with the backup dancers. Pay attention Get off stage."

He nodded, but still focused on the rehearsal. After the Hong Kong stop this time, it was Macau, and then he went to perform in Southeast Asia and several important sites in Europe and America. The concert tour was officially over.

Although Wang Ye spoke fiercely, in fact, he secretly arranged for the world's top dance teachers and lighting directors to try his best to achieve the best results for his concert.

In this ecstasy, a few beats were missed, and the backup dancers behind were all messed up. The chief director frowned and waved them to stop.

The director was hired by a well-known artist from Hong Kong. He had been staying in Hong Kong before, and the two had never met formally.

"Well, Boss Shen, what are you thinking?" The director was probably really angry, and his words were not very polite: "There are only a few days left before the concert, and you didn't want to come to Hong Kong to rehearse first, and you have to wait until now." I can't wait to burn my eyebrows, are you still wandering in Taixu?"

Shen Moyan quickly apologized, really blaming himself for being impatient and not serious enough, so he suggested: "Sorry, can you do it again?"

"As long as you're ready, do it again." The director turned around angrily and went to the side to drink some water, and muttered something in a low voice.

If Shen Moyan hadn't obtained divine power, he probably wouldn't be able to hear these words, but now his ears are a hundred times sharper than ordinary people, but he couldn't help himself, so he picked up all those words one by one.

"Being next to a rich man, he thought that he would be able to become an immortal."

After all, he still felt blocked in his heart, and he was so unconvinced that he thought that he had lived for more than 100 years, and he would still thrive without Wang Ye.

But with a sharp tug in his heart, Shen Moyan spread his palms, and for two years, he didn't even notice it.

Did he already depend on Wang Ye so much?Even a director who had never met before had already subconsciously attributed him to him, relying on Wang Ye to survive.

Work, life, everything, intentionally or unintentionally, has long been infiltrated into Wang Yede's shadow.

Is this...good...or bad?

Shen Moyan was afraid that the more he thought about it, the more chaotic he would become, so he quickly withdrew his thoughts and rehearsed quickly, so as not to make it difficult for the director to explain.

Time passed quickly, and Wang Ye disappeared for several days without hearing a word. It was not until the night when he was about to perform on stage the next day that the young master called for the first time in person, with a tired and gentle voice.

"How are you preparing? I heard that you were scolded by the director?"

"Fortunately, at the beginning of cooperation, it's normal to have friction." Shen Moyan probably didn't hear his voice for a few days, and was a little nervous for a while.

"Is it good to eat in Hong Kong? Their diet is relatively light, and there is no chili, so I don't know if it suits your taste." Wang Ye's voice seemed to be with a chuckle.

"It's nothing that I'm not used to. The main energy is rehearsing, as long as I can eat enough." Shen Moyan didn't know what to say, so he pursed his lips.

"What about you, how is your side?" He took a deep breath and asked, but he was afraid that he would make a mistake, and the two of them ended the conversation in embarrassment.

"It's just the same, endless meetings and endless things to do." Wang Ye sighed helplessly, but still smiled and said: "But I will still be there on time tomorrow, don't worry."

"Hey..." Shen Moyan, who had been punctured, suddenly blushed, and said hesitantly, "Then...that...how did Zhang Biyun handle it?"

The topic turned so bluntly that he subconsciously covered his face, feeling that he was so stupid at the moment.

"He will be sentenced." Wang Ye didn't know if he heard it, but his tone sank: "Perhaps this is the best ending for her."

Shen Moyan thought that she was the other party's mother after all, no matter how much conflict Wang Ye had with her, he would feel bad now, and suddenly felt that he had no EQ.

"Well, maybe that's fine."

"By the way." Wang Ye obviously didn't want to continue this topic, and instead said in a relaxed tone, "Have you missed me these days?"

"Ah..." Shen Moyan didn't expect him to be unruly all of a sudden, his face that had just cooled down became hot again, but although he was ashamed to admit it, the teacher replied: "Yes...I miss you very much... "

"I miss you too." Wang Ye seemed to hear a satisfactory answer, and smiled contentedly, emphasizing: "I miss you every day, and I miss you all the time."

"Well...Me too..." Shen Moyan also smiled.

"Then will you give me the answer tomorrow?" Wang Ye was obviously a little nervous when he said this: "If you agree, we will fly to Las Vegas to register immediately, and when we come back, you continue your concert, and I will continue to return." Wang works, nothing will change."

He seemed to be afraid that Shen Moyan would have worries about the future, and then explained: "Besides, in your situation, this marriage will only last for a few decades, after I die..."

Wang Ye took a deep breath: "You can also go to Xue Shaoqing again."

Shen Moyan was shocked, covered his mouth but couldn't say a word.

He didn't know when Wang Ye started to have this idea, whether it was before or after the kidnapping incident, but what surprised him was that since when this man started, he was already low in the dust, and he only hoped that he would not leave.

His heart was clenched, and it was difficult to even breathe.

"I...I'll tell you tomorrow."

After saying this, Shen Moyan put down the phone in a panic.