And scum gong's green tea white moonlight HE

Sheng Zhixin recovered after lying on the bed for a while, subconsciously touched the pillow, but did not touch the phone.

He was stunned for a moment before he realized that his mobile phone had already been confiscated by the security at the entrance of the clubhouse.

Thinking of this made him feel a little heartbroken.

Others are confused and don’t earn much. Most of the monthly money is paid to the landlord, and some is reserved for my mother to call, and the rest is for my own use. Changing a mobile phone is not just a change, but you have to grit your teeth and struggle for a while.

Forget it, if the old ones don’t go, the new ones won’t come.

It's just that the mobile phone has been in use since five or six years ago, and many things in it are very important to him.

For example, the photo with teammates when we first formed a group, some inspirational clips written by myself, and a Xingyun app that has ceased to operate. He has used Shudong Taoyuan Township for so many years.

Sheng Zhixin lay on his back on the bed and sighed heavily.

If he remembers correctly, "Ningyun" can no longer be found in the app store.

That app can be said to be an opportunity for him to get in touch with the music industry. There are many unpopular musicians on it, who stubbornly guard a pure land and write their own songs.

At that time, Sheng Zhixin was working in the school's supermarket, and every time he was on night shift, he would open "Ningyun" and click into the live broadcast room of the anchor he often listened to.The anchor was reticent, and there were not many living people in the live broadcast room, except for a boring Sheng Zhixin who frequently interacted with him in the barrage area.

"You can be popular, but you have to persevere. If you become popular, I will be your first fan."

"Did you write all these songs yourself? You are amazing, the songs are so beautiful."

Sheng Zhixin usually listened to a lot of chicken soup, and when he caught a frustrated person, he poured it with all his might.

The anchor ignored him at first, but then seemed to be moved by his persistent spirit, and finally said "thank you".

"Even if we debut in the future, we still need to keep in touch, okay?" Seeing that he finally paid attention to someone, Sheng Zhixin immediately pushed forward, "I think your tone is very special, and I like it."

The anchor's voice suddenly paused, and then whispered: "Thank you."

Later, when he signed the company, the app was gone.These people who met by chance will forever become a piece of code in the torrent of big data, recorded on the app that stopped updating.

But he was the only one who insisted on sending a journal to the only anchor who was related to each other, as if he was still fulfilling the promise they had made back then.

It's been five or six years.

It is equivalent to one-fifteenth of an ordinary person's life, but he still failed to achieve anything, and almost lost his life last night.

Speaking of it, Wen Gu seems to have invested in the restart plan of "Ningyun". If you find an opportunity to ask him in the future, you may be able to download this outdated little software back.

The bedroom door was suddenly pushed open, interrupting his thoughts.Before he could react, he heard Lin Monai's voice.

"You're capable, aren't you? You're really doing great things in silence. When I find out, your body is completely cold, and the company notified me to go to dinner?"

Lin Monai was not polite to him, and reprimanded him: "I thought it was wrong for you to change rooms for Hao Jingye that day. She didn't know what you wanted to do, and I didn't know what you wanted to do. I kept two secrets at once, and you thought you were a close friend." Second master, can you go to the meeting alone?"

Sheng Zhixin covered his eyes with his arms and let him scold, with a negative attitude of "non-resistance".

Lin Monai walked too fast when he came, and just now he yelled like peas in a bamboo tube, and now he was out of breath, so he could only roughly pull over the chair beside him and sit on it, his eyes still staring fiercely Sheng Zhixin.

"Brother Lin, I know I was wrong," Sheng Zhixin said, "I ruined my job again, do you think I am not suitable for this job?"

"Is it a work problem? It's a problem that you almost put your life in. How much do you distrust me?"

Sheng Zhixin whispered: "I don't trust you, I don't remember your phone number..."

Lin Monai stared: "Not only did you go to the meeting alone, you also lived in this person's house. I also warned you about this person, he—"

At this time, there was a light knock on the bedroom door.Lin Monai seemed to have been pressed the mute button, and the second half of the sentence immediately fell silent.

"Am I bothering you?" Wen Gu pushed open the door, his gaze fell on Lin Monai without a trace, "Teacher Lin?"

A smirk appeared on Lin Monai's face, he stood up and bowed to Wen Gu: "Mr. Lin didn't dare to do it, thank you Mr. Wen for helping our Xiaosheng. I came in a hurry today and didn't bring a thank you gift. I will definitely make up for it in the future." .”

Hearing this, Wen Gu raised his eyebrows slightly, with something meaningful in his eyes: "It's unnecessary to thank you, and I'm not the kind of person who wants to take advantage of it to help."

Sheng Zhixin coughed lightly, and tugged Lin Monai, telling him not to say a few words.

However, Wen Gu didn't seem to notice Lin Monai's hostility, and bent his eyes: "Since Teacher Lin is here, why don't you have a light meal at my house?"

Lin Monai nodded: "Then trouble Teacher Wen."

As soon as Wen Gu closed the door, Sheng Zhixin glared at Lin Monai: "Can you stop seeing everyone look hostile?"

"Whoever I see is hostile? I only look hostile when I see him."

Lin Monai snorted softly: "Did you forget how he led you to the rhythm before?"

"Ms. Wen said it was a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding? Do you believe what he says?"

"But it was indeed Mr. Wen who picked me up from the club." Sheng Zhixin frowned and argued with him, "No matter what, he saved my life."

Lin Monai was unmoved: "It is estimated that there is some purpose to contact you, so that you owe him a favor so that we can negotiate terms in the future."

"Lin Monai!"

Sheng Zhixin was anxious, and called him in a low voice: "Teacher Wen is not bad, he is quite simple."

"Simple? Him?"

Lin Monai seemed to have heard some big joke, and sneered: "Let me tell you, these people in the entertainment industry compete with each other, and when you are cheated, you can still count the money for others."

Sheng Zhixin knew that he didn't understand what he meant.

After meeting the monsters like Ai Xin and Nie Yingzhe, Wen Gu was really a harmless little white flower in his heart.

At least so far.

Sheng Zhixin turned his head away, not wanting to talk to him anymore.

Lin Monai was so angry that his teeth were itchy, he tucked the corner of the quilt for him bluntly, and walked out of the bedroom with a straight face.

His goal was very clear. After turning around, he went straight to the kitchen. He saw Wen Gu was texting someone on WeChat with a cold face. It can be called a "warm" smile.

Lin Monai raised his eyebrows.

Look, the speed of this face-changing is outrageous.

"Why is Mr. Lin here?" Wen Gu greeted him, and took out a few plates from the cupboard, "I don't know what taboos Mr. Lin has. If there is anything offensive, please bear with me."

Lin Monai blinked, watching him orderly serving the dishes, he thought to himself that fortunately I am a smart person, otherwise I would be stunned by you like that dead child upstairs.

"Mr. Wen, we smart people don't speak dark words."

Lin Monai's time in this industry is not too short. He has seen many men and women who climbed on the bed for resources or stomped on people's feet. There is only one Sheng Zhixin who is clean in the entertainment industry like a big dye vat. Can.

He is like a worried parent who wants to protect this clean kid so that he can do what he likes, just write the songs he wants to sing.

So this black face must be played by him.

"Xiao Sheng trusts you very much, but I can't."

Wen Gu's hands paused, and he turned his head slightly: "Really? He trusts me a lot? That's really great."

... The point is not here to feed.

Lin Monai was swayed by him, and continued to output: "What you said in the interview before, I don't believe that you didn't really hate him, otherwise you couldn't say it so absolutely."

"I was indeed wrong about this matter, and I want to apologize to you." Wen Gu lowered his eyes, his expression suddenly turned lonely, "I took things out of context and didn't think twice before speaking, which caused a lot of negative influence on him. I should apologize for that."

Lin Monai suddenly didn't know what to say.

According to the previous development direction, shouldn't it be his own fault for not admitting to death?

Could it be that the usual troll who hates the sky and the air is a human design, and the person with a particularly good personality in front of him is the deity?

"So, Mr. Lin, you don't have to worry about anything at all. I treat him well to make up for the wrong things I did before. After the compensation is over, I will naturally stay away from him. Don't worry about that."

Lin Monai wanted to nod subconsciously, but when he nodded halfway, he suddenly noticed something was wrong.

"You...compensate him?"

"Ah."

"To be honest, Mr. Wen," Lin Monai said, "what you did before was just to reduce his popularity, and his popularity is basically 0, so it doesn't matter For other losses, this is worth it. Are you recommending famous film directors in the circle and handing over resources, or did you cross half of the city to find someone in the middle of the night last night?"

The kitchen fell silent for a while, only the soup in the pot was bubbling.

Wen Gu stared at Lin Monai for a long while, the smile on his face disappeared suddenly, and even his eyebrows and eyes returned to the sharp curves that he had before.

"Ms. Lin is indeed a sensible person. If that's the case, then I won't pretend anymore."

His voice cooled down, and his whole demeanor changed.

Lin Monai said in his heart that it was a big loss for the industry that you went to learn music, and next year you should switch to acting in movies, I won’t watch the Best Actor Oscar if it’s not you.

"I helped him because of some guilt and selfishness."

Lin Monai's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "What selfishness?"

"Some old events are not worth mentioning."

"Boss Wen, you have a big family in the circle, and if you run away after playing, my little artist has nowhere to reason," Lin Monai said in a deep voice, "He was just played by Ai Xin, and he was almost given up by the company. You should know, not to mention when he was young, he..."

As if realizing that he had spoken too much, Lin Monai swallowed the second half of the sentence back.

Wen Gu raised his eyebrows with interest: "What happened when you were young?"

"It's nothing," Lin Monai said, "What's the old past between you and him that's not worth mentioning? Even I can't know?"

Wen Gu raised the corners of his lips and smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes: "Mr. Lin, information requires an exchange of equal value. If you keep a secret, you should naturally allow me to keep a secret. That's fair, isn't it?"

Oh shit.

Lin Monai almost swears.

This is what Sheng Zhixin said about "simple" and "harmless"?

"Of course, I can see that this kid seems to have a little flaw in his personality, so you don't have to worry."

Wen Gu put the plate of good food on the dining table: "I don't have a hobby of running away after playing, and I won't let your little artist get hit again. You can rest assured."

What do you mean?

Alarm bells rang in Lin Monai's mind.

Could it be that his own artist is going to be targeted by a gay guy again?

It really is that the flowers are similar every year, and the people are different every year.

He was about to say something when he heard the doorbell ring a few times.

"I'm sorry, I can't leave now," Wen Gu smiled politely at Lin Monai, as if he had returned to the time when there was no showdown before, "Mr. Lin is troubled, can you open the door for me?"

Just as Lin Monai was about to say something more, he heard him whisper: "What I just said may be a bit too much, I hope I didn't offend Mr. Lin, if I did, I apologize first."

Lin Monai, the straight man, finally noticed something strange.

While chatting, why did I smell the fragrance of tea?

Lin Monai went to open the door while thinking about it in puzzlement.

As soon as the door opened, both the people inside and the people outside were stunned.