Tool man quit

Wei Yunji suspected that he had heard it wrong. He tilted his ears like an old and frail person, and it was difficult to understand the meaning of the assistant's words: "You said... what?"

What does the plane have to do with Shu Cuilin, and vacation......

The assistant Khan came down and repeated it again.

After waiting for Wei Yunji's next order for a long time, he asked softly, "Boss, if there is nothing else, then I will go out first."

The man sitting behind the desk was like a stone sculpture and didn't respond.

The assistant backed out lightly.

A few minutes later, there was the harsh sound of something smashing against the wall inside, and it was soon silent again. .

At the same time, Mu Xin, who was lying on the bed playing with her mobile phone, suddenly jumped up from the bed.

Almost trotting through the corridor, the endless deep blue sea outside the window was paved with the golden light of the morning light, reflecting a pale gold on one side of his cheek.

There was a knock on the door, and being allowed in, the excitement was unabated.

Mu Xin held up her mobile phone and showed it to Shu Chuilin: "Little uncle, I've been invited to the Spring Festival Gala!" Although it was only a local station's celebration, being invited was already a kind of affirmation of the artist.

This kind of opportunity to show a big face in front of the audience, many people scrambled for it every year, wishing that their heads would be beaten into dogs.

Shu Cuilin was originally sitting, but suddenly stood up, subconsciously raised his arms, as if catching a deer or bird into his arms.

It was a completely subconscious action, but in fact, mentally speaking, he was stunned for a few seconds, and jumped in just for the child in this attire.

If it weren't for seeing people excited, it would be excited but in high spirits.Yang Yang, he wondered why Mu Xin was frightened to be like this...

Mu Xin ran over and stopped the car, standing still, pulled Shu Cuilin's arm down: "Little uncle, sit first, be careful not to fall..."

After Shu Cuilin sat down, he sat next to someone and held the phone for others to see.

Shu Cuilin looked at the furry head that was approaching, and couldn't help rubbing it. He put his hands on the shoulders of the person, paused with his fingertips, and finally settled down, before turning his attention to the information.

Singing, chorus and also asking to be with two other young entertainers?

In his eyes, Mu Xin is unique and deserves the best, his eyebrows frowned unconsciously, and suddenly Mu Xin leaned back with his shoulders.

Mu Xin complained and complained: "Little uncle, are you watching!"

Shu Chuilin came back to his senses: "Sui Sui is really amazing, isn't it quite a few artists who have entered the industry so shortly before going to the Spring Festival Gala?"

Mu Xin raised her chin, quite proud, but he didn't really know this question: "Big...probably."

The excitement calmed down a little, and the silky and cold feeling when the shoulders were close to the people around him emerged. Looking sideways, it was Shu Chuilin's deep sea blue silk pajamas.

This kind of pajamas shows off your figure, sleeps so close to the skin that there is almost no touch, and Shu Cuilin's whole body is tall and gorgeous, lazy and extravagant, like the most prosperous spring scenery.

pajamas?

Mu Xin lowered her head to look at herself, and there was only...short pants.panties?

His face immediately burned up. Last night, everyone ate barbecue together and played late. After taking a shower, he didn't even bother to put on his pajamas, so he just got under the covers.

Everyone was catching up on sleep in the morning, Mu Xin was woken up by the biological clock and didn't think about it, and the news of being invited came too suddenly...

His face was so red that it was about to smoke, and he slipped away so fast that one of his slippers flew away.

Shu Cuilin didn't chase him out, put his hands on his forehead, and gave a low laugh.

Now I have time to recall the magnificent scene I saw just now, the thin and straight back, and the straight shoulders.Neck, elegant white and thin neck.neck, and that terrible waist.

The person who had been thinking about it for a long time sat quietly for a few minutes before gradually calming down and notifying Lao Xu that he would cancel his plan to go to Europe.

He originally wanted to take Mu Xin to the Rose Manor to see and live there for a while...it will be long in the future. .

Mu Xin was a little dizzy from being able to participate in the Spring Festival Gala of the local TV station, but the baseline of instinct prevented him from replying immediately, but called Tang Min after he regained his composure.

The Spring Festival is less than two months away. Even if local stations do not open to national audiences like CCTV, so they have to prepare programs half a year and a year in advance, but the time is too tight.

Opportunities are good, but when it comes to pies in the sky, who knows if there are any traps on the ground?

Tang Min agrees with Mu Xin's attitude. If something goes wrong if she agrees, Mu Xin's reputation for reneging on her promises will go out, which will affect her future development.

He went to inquire and found out that there were already people singing in the trio, but one of them withdrew, and a seat was vacated: "Suisui, the one who quit was bullied by two other people, and one of the two One is a relative of the leader of Taili."

In this circle, it is true to say that flowers are blooming like brocades, but there are also many filth.

Some bastards want to bully people, and they don't need to find a reason.

Mu Xin understood, and didn't hesitate for a few seconds: "Brother Tang, I want to go."

It's not a dragon's pool or a tiger's den, he thinks he can handle it, and he can give himself the confidence because of the Mu family standing behind him.

That's what Tang Min meant too: "Then I'll go get in touch."

A few days later, Mu Xin flew back to Shu Zhai in Yancheng by plane.

He no longer needs to ask Tang Min to go to Mu's house to pack his luggage, he has tossed around in the room of Shu's house, he has everything, only difficult to choose, and there will never be a shortage.

Arrived at the place, the place arranged by the TV station where I live directly.

Right now, it's not some young master of the Mu family, but just a simple little artist, Mu Xin.

The cafe is not on the same level as the Uranus superstar, and there is no fault in the place. Even if the person in charge said that in order to cultivate a tacit understanding, he needs to live in three rooms and one living room with the other two chorus members, he would thank him politely.

Seeing Mu Xin's good-tempered appearance, the person in charge said one more thing: "Call me if you have anything to do. If you really don't get used to the room, I'll see if I can squeeze out another room."

He was really afraid that this would go away again, and that the show would be messed up later.

Mu Xin said "OK" and pulled the suitcase into the house.

Flying is tiring, I report my arrival to my family and to Shu Cuilin, take a shower and sleep in one go, report tomorrow, and rest up my energy today.

Mu Xin woke up to the sound of the door being slammed, and there was a tall, thin man standing at the door of the bedroom, wearing a baseball cap, with one hand in his pocket: "Hey, new here, what is the young master of the demon clan, right? He can do magic tricks." Why, turn into a pug and see?"

Now that "The Legend of the King of Jin" has not been aired, Mu Xin's famous work is "The Immortal", and the young master of the demon clan is the role he played in "The Immortal".

After understanding what he said, he sat up, feeling sleepy, and waved his hand lazily: "It's getting better."

The baseball cap was taken aback, and she felt that Mu Xinbai had a good face, and her feelings were a fool, so she exaggeratedly looked left and right: "Where is it?"

He held his breath in his heart, didn't he just force people to eat leftovers, the soft bone ran away by himself, scolded him for what, and said that if he bullied people and left, he would not be on this show.

Heh... Is my nephew not as good as that actor?

Mu Xin took her chin and nodded in the direction of the baseball cap: "Isn't it, a pug...ah, it's changed into a vicious dog, let's make do with it."

The author has something to say: What? [I'm a little short today (cover my face), I owe seven thousand. 】

感谢在2021-08-1621：58：41～2021-08-1723：37：10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Meow, Feiqi who loves swimming;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Xilan; 10 bottles of Moonside Nebula; 3 bottles of Zhang Mou; 1 bottle of Chi San;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!