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

Twelve o'clock sharp.

A bell rang from the bell tower of the playground, hitting Luo Wenyun's eardrums.

The long wind blew across the sky, and the broken hair on Mo Xu's forehead was blown back.

The smile that was brighter than midsummer before disappeared, replaced by a shallow, indifferent formulaic smile.

Luo Wenyun lowered his head when the phone rang, and saw that it was a payment notification.

Mo Xuzhi raised his phone at him.

Pressing the off button, Luo Wenyun looked up at Mo Xuzhi who had stood up and was about to leave work, and said:

"Have another meal?"

Mo Xuzhi paused for a moment, then nodded, and said, "Overtime work requires overtime pay, so I won't ask you for money this time, let's take a photo."

I really don't want to suffer at all.

Luo Wenyun agreed.

The restaurant is booked by Luo Wenyun now, and it is in the business district not far from the playground.

Mo Xuzhi didn't ask Luo Wenyun why he suddenly wanted to eat lunch, and just walked his own way quietly. Luo Wenyun occasionally smiled at him when he looked sideways at him.

Luo Wenyun's vision has always been good, the restaurant he ordered looks elegant, and the price is also pretty good.

The waiter led Mo Xuzhi and Luo Wenyun to the reserved seats, handed the menus to them respectively, and waited quietly on the side.

Luo Wenyun didn't look at the menu, but just looked at Mo Xuzhi with his chin propped up, his light gray pupils reflected the silver light of the tableware, implying exploration.

The restaurant's menu is in French.

Mo Xuzhi is notoriously low educated.

But judging by Mo Xuzhi's appearance, it seemed that there was no difficulty in reading the menu in pure French.

After getting in touch with Mo Xuzhi, he only knew that he was a smart person who knew what he wanted and knew how to weigh the pros and cons, that's all.

He didn't delve into his background and education, and now it seems that many things on the Internet are far from the truth.

Luo Wenyun was thinking about something, and Mo Xuzhi also finished ordering. After watching the waiter take the menu and leave, he didn't bother, propped his chin and looked to one side, listening to the singing from not far away.

There are no private rooms in the restaurant, and many dining tables are small cubicles surrounded by wooden cabinets, with flower beds placed above to block the view, so that the sound can be transmitted clearly.

This restaurant is not as quiet as other French restaurants. On the contrary, it is quite lively, but it is not noisy. The human voice mixed with the singing makes people unconsciously relax.

The mobile phone in his pocket shook, Mo Xuzhi lowered his eyes and said:

"I'm going to the bathroom."

Luo Wenyun looked at him and nodded slightly.

The bathroom was hard to identify, so Mo Xuzhi asked the waiter for directions, and finally found the bathroom surrounded by flower beds.

Mo Xuzhi: "..."

No wonder he couldn't find it.

The bathroom was very bright, and there was still a faint smell of incense and smoke in the air. There was only one person washing his hands while talking on the phone with his head on his side.

"I won... I won't fight today."

"...I didn't expect him to come back either. Let's not talk about it. I'm busy."

The light shines through the eyebrows, casts a shadow, and draws out a cold arc of the young man.

The voice was a little familiar.

Mo Xuzhi only looked sideways for a while, and kept on walking, and only when he got to the farthest compartment did he re-dial the missed call just now.

"Hello, just now..."

The faint voice was tightly shut by the compartment.

"Whoa--"

Shen Fang hung up the phone and looked sideways at the place where the person passing by just disappeared.

The voice...was familiar.

Mo Xuzhi went back to the cubicle after finishing the call.

Luo Wenyun was still sitting in his original position, and the top two buttons of his shirt were rarely unbuttoned, which made him look a little different.

He looked up: "Aren't you going to take a picture?"

Mo Xuzhi nodded, met Luo Wenyun's gaze, sat beside him and raised his phone.

The moment the shutter was pressed, Mo Xuzhi pointed to the corner of the room where the blue flowers were planted, and suddenly said:

"what is that?"

Luo Wenyun looked sideways.

For a moment, the photo freezes silently.

When Luo Wenyun turned around, Mo Xuzhi had already finished taking photos and began to pick up his mobile phone and click on the scarf page.

"What happened just now?"

"It's okay," Mo Xuzhi said casually without raising his head, "I just think the flowers are pretty."

Luo Wenyun squinted his eyes for a while and looked at the ordinary blue flower, then turned his head, Mo Xuzhi had already put away the phone.

Clicking on the scarf, Luo Wenyun found that Mo Xuzhi's homepage was still stuck at the previous "Looking at the Primary School Brother" section without any change, so he asked:

"No scarf?"

"You can send back the scarf again." When Mo Xuzhi smiled, there was a small dimple on the side of his mouth, and he looked very cute and sincere. "The time with you is very precious, and every minute and every second should not be wasted."

Luo Wenyun praised: "It rhymes quite well."

Mo Xuzhi's smile grew wider.

"Come and drink, brother Chen treats you today!"

"Congratulations to our team members too, ah, hard work!"

"We won the national competition, and we will fight for it in the next world competition, maybe we won the championship in one go!"

"Manager, put down the wine bottle first."

"Good guy, Shen Fang, have you gone to smoke again!"

"Fine! It just so happens that the team's public funds are gone, so let the captain subsidize and subsidize the subsidy."

The others laughed together, which was in stark contrast to Mo Xuzhi's random chat.

Mo Xuzhi smiled, propped his chin and said, "The next door is quite lively."

"I just won the game and became the national champion, so the excitement is normal."

"You know each other?" Mo Xuzhi had nothing to do, chatting with Luo Wenyun, "What national champion?"

"E-sports," Luo Wenyun said, "that is, playing games. Next door is this year's champion team, and it should be going out to compete on behalf of Huaguo in the near future."

Not long ago, a producer just wanted to invite him to create a momentum for the game scene, and also attached a few pieces of information about the main team.Although he declined, he still remembered some relevant information, and later heard the crew say that the FOX team had won the championship, so he had a little impression again, and it happened that Mo Xuzhi asked about it.

Did not expect to meet here today.

"E-sports?"

Mo Xuzhi was taken aback for a moment, then he lay down on the table and tapped on it, his eyelashes slightly curved: "It's good to be young."

When he was in high school, he also played games to pass the time for a while, and often went to the canyon passionately with netizens.

After the plot was triggered, I never played it again.

Seeing Mo Xuzhi lying on the table full of emotions, Luo Wenyun raised his eyebrows and asked, "Interested?"

Mo Xuzhi has one thing to say:

"A bit."

When he has time later, he can try to see if he can still log in with the previous account. If he can log in, he is also curious about what the game he played before is now.