After not being a stand-in, I became a heartthrob

Mo Xuzhi followed the maid to the kitchen.

He is familiar with the kitchen. He lived in Xue's old house for a while, and the kitchen was the place he came to the most besides the rooms, and he could see the changes here at a glance.

Not much has changed, just a few things have changed.

The things he used before were replaced with brand-new tableware of other styles, and at a glance, all of them exuded the light of money.

The maid took out a vermilion wooden box from the cabinet.

The wooden box is not big, but the patterns are complicated and magnificent, and it looks very precious.

"Mr. Mo, these things are given to you by your husband."

The maid opened the lid of the wooden box, revealing the tableware such as bowls and plates inside.

Ceramic bowls are dazzling and valuable.

There is no doubt about it.

Just like he thought before.

These things were used when he was still living in the old house.

Now that he is leaving, Xue Feng wants him to pack up these things as well, so as to make room for Shen Le later on.

These things are valuable, and he happens to like money, so Xue Feng probably thought this was a way to get the best of both worlds.

The lid was closed again, Mo Xu put one hand in his pocket and took the wooden box.

The wooden box swayed a few times in the maid's wide-open pupils, and a few muffled sounds could be heard clearly in the kitchen.

The maid returned to the living room with Mo Xuzhi, who was dangling with a wooden box in one hand, in fear.

Assistant Li saw the wooden box in the young man's hand, pushed his glasses, and said:

"Is everything sorted out?"

"All right."

Assistant Li took the wooden box from Mo Xuzhi's hand.

"Let's go."

Mo Xuzhi slowly followed Assistant Li.

The car restarted, and the villa disappeared behind.

Assistant Li drove Mo Xuzhi to the gate of the duplex high-rise complex that Xue Feng bought for him.

Just as he was about to drive the car into the community, Mo Xuzhi asked him to park the car on the side of the road.

There is a long distance from the small high-rise here. Assistant Li helped Mo Xuzhi pull his luggage out of the car and wanted to send him into the community.

Mo Xuzhi shook his head, just a phone call came in, Assistant Li answered the phone with the suitcase in one hand, his brows gradually frowned.

In the end he left.

Mo Xuzhi heaved a sigh of relief.

This place was already close to the city center, and a black Lincoln parked here attracted enough attention. Now that Assistant Li has left, the sightlines are much less.

Lowering the peaked cap a little, he carried the suitcase into the community, looking at the identical buildings around him, feeling a little confused.

He forgot where the house Xue Feng bought was.

Turning on the phone and flipping through it a few times, Mo Xuzhi finally found the transfer news from the few chat records between him and Xue Feng.

Putting the luggage and its wooden boxes in the room where there were only a few boxes piled up, Mo Xuzhi closed the door, dusted off his body, turned and went downstairs.

Standing on the side of the street where he got off the car again, Mo Xuzhi looked at the flow of people and stood there with his hands in his hands, suddenly feeling a little at a loss.

Someone passed by and touched his shoulder as he walked around him. Mo Xuzhi took a few steps back and stood beside a flower bed where no one passed by.

After the advertisement of the opposite CBD building was broadcast, there was another interview segment, and many people stopped in front of the building and looked up.

It's an interview about Du Minsheng, the new king of music.

The man on the big screen faded away from his youthfulness, but his arrogance remained undiminished, and there was a ruthless vigor in every eyebrow and eye movement.

The interviewer on the side was introducing his new song "The Corner Singer", talking about the impressive sales volume and various awards of "The Corner Singer", with an excited expression.

Mo Xuzhi looked back.

- a little familiar.

Just met in a bar the other day.

He was in a hurry and didn't ask how he was doing.

But now there is no need to ask.

He met Du Minsheng in a small bar a few years ago, and now that a few years have passed, he is still the same, and the other party has become unrecognizable, and he is also a serious singer.

"Do you like Du Minsheng too?"

A voice came from the side. Mo Xuzhi turned his head and saw a little girl standing beside her. She had just put down her mobile phone for taking pictures, and her eyes were sparkling.

This place happened to be able to take a panoramic view of the screen of the CBD building. She took pictures here for a while, and saw the person standing next to her looking at the screen, thinking that this person was also a fan of Du Minsheng, so she asked casually.

Mo Xuzhi lowered his peaked cap a little, and his hair slipped out from the brim, covering part of his eyes.

"Ah."

The young man beating the drum in the small bar was cold and stuffy, but he was really cute.

The little girl was taken aback when she heard his voice, then rolled her eyes and wanted to say something, Mo Xuzhi nodded slightly at her, turned around and merged into the sea of ​​people.

The figure of the young man in the white sweater disappeared into the traffic.

Mo Xuzhi didn't want to talk to the little girl.

In the situation just now, it was troublesome to say that he didn't like Du Minsheng. He was not a fan of Du Minsheng, and he didn't like Du Minsheng as much as she did. If he talked too much, he would be exposed.

The little girl watched Mo Xuzhi leave, then sighed, rubbed her hands, stood in the corner, and logged on to Weibo to start operations.

Little Sweet Orange: #杜民先生##corner歌手#

I saw an interview with Du Ge in the x business district today, and I also met a brother with super good-looking eyes!

"Corner" yyds! [Image] [image]

Both pictures are mainly of CBD buildings, only the second one shows the side face of a young man who is mostly covered by the brim of a peaked cap.

The little girl edited the copy, and just when she was about to release it, a message was pushed suddenly on her mobile phone.

Reflexively pointing her finger, when she just realized it, the interface had switched seamlessly.

What was pushed was a trending search about someone who met the famous black star Mo Xuzhi in the hospital.

Also comes with pictures.

The little girl squinted her eyes for a while, her fingers trembling like Parkinson's.

White sweater and slacks, and a blue medical mask, the only difference is the black peaked cap on the head.

They all look good.

She just...? ? ?

The on-screen interview continues.

The reporter asked several questions repeatedly, but Du Minsheng's expression did not change, and his answers were rigid and formulaic.

"Does the title of the song "The Corner Singer" have any special meaning?"

Unlike before, Du Minsheng didn't answer immediately this time.

His eyelashes drooped slightly, his expression was slightly loose, as if he was stuck in some memory.

"This is for a person."

The reporter perked up.

Something!

"He taught me how to sing a long time ago, when I was living my life in bars beating drums by feeling."

"He sings very well, but he has never sung in front of other people. He always hides in the corner after the show and teaches me to beat the beat and recognize the music score."

Du Minsheng stopped talking, the reporter waited for a while, and then asked unconsciously:

"and then?"

"And then he disappeared."

"Many people say that he is mediocre, but I know that he sings well and is also very good. Maybe it was just a whim to teach me to sing in a place that doesn't match him. Maybe he has long forgotten that there was such a person as me."

"He probably won't listen to the song at all,"

Du Minsheng smiled, "But what does that matter."

"I just want to let more people know that there is a very good person in the corner."

"He can't be ordinary, so I will try to be excellent."