Brilliant

After five years, Wen Mingyuan resumed his contract with Soft Rock Entertainment.

However, he did not publicize this matter, but silently looked for scripts and actors by himself.Sun Junliang was busy bringing in newcomers, and handed over Wen Mingyuan's affairs to Wei Qiumiao. Wei Qiumiao had just started in this line of work, and she herself was still at a loss.

Five years have passed, and the entertainment industry has come and gone.Even Lu Siwei is in a semi-retired state now, and Wen Mingyuan can't find his place in this noisy circle.What's more, the impact of the "Dead Capital" incident that year has not been completely eliminated. Wen Mingyuan knew that if Mo Beicheng hadn't stood behind him, those directors and screenwriters would not even open the door for him.

"Brother Mingyuan..." Wei Qiumiao hung up the phone and shook his head at Wen Mingyuan.

Wen Mingyuan smiled and comforted her, "It's okay, I'll look for it later."

Wen Mingyuan knows how bad he is. Back then, he was nailed to the pillar of shame by half of the entertainment industry, and all kinds of dark and dirty water were poured on him. Now he wants to enter the entertainment industry compared to when he was a newcomer. Even harder.What's more, when he was popular back then, he really didn't leave any particularly good works.

He didn't want to rely on Mo Beicheng, relying entirely on himself, he could only face such a predicament.

"Brother Mingyuan, why don't you ask Brother Beicheng to invest some money for you? Brother Beicheng will definitely be willing..." Wei Qiumiao tentatively asked Wen Mingyuan this question, "It's too difficult for you to do this now."

"We are lovers, not nurturing." Wen Mingyuan patiently explained to Wei Qiumiao, "It's okay, we can find a good script."

Wei Qiumiao knew who he was, even if the sky fell on him, she could still smile and comfort the people around her.

"Then why don't you try new directors, they may be easier to talk to," Wei Qiumiao took out a script from his bag, "Actually, a new director gave me this script a few days ago, he said He is willing to ask you to play the leading role in it, but there is one requirement..."

"Don't tell me that he wants Mo Beicheng's movie soundtrack?" Wen Mingyuan smiled. He has received many such scripts in the past two days. Those who invested, or those who hoped that Mo Beicheng would make a soundtrack.

"It has nothing to do with Brother Beicheng, that director wants you to lose weight." Wei Qiumiao handed over the script, "I'm afraid Brother Beicheng will kill that director after he finds out."

Wen Mingyuan turned two pages, "I'll go back and have a look, and if possible, I'll talk to Mo Beicheng myself."

"Yes." Wei Qiumiao nodded.

She clearly remembered how Mo Beicheng protected Wen Mingyuan five years ago, the reporters and newspapers who were warned, the booers who were kicked out, the director who was accused of bankruptcy, and Wei Qiumiao did not know exactly who Mo Beicheng was. How to deal with the culprit.At that time, Wei Qiumiao felt that it was a bit too much, but Sun Junliang told her that Mo Beicheng was not even afraid of death, so why would he care about it.

Mo Beicheng treated Wen Mingyuan like a porcelain doll. Once when Wei Qiumiao went to see Wen Mingyuan in the ward, Mo Beicheng squatted on the ground and squeezed Wen Mingyuan's calf.

The spring sunshine just came in, it was that kind of orange light with a little bit of cyan.

Wei Qiumiao suddenly figured it out, Mo Beicheng and Wen Mingyuan are both people on the verge of breaking, and they will not collapse if they rely on each other. If one leaves this world first, the other will definitely follow closely behind.

But at this time, Mo Beicheng was preparing another gift for Wen Mingyuan. After he learned that Wen Mingyuan planned to stand up again, he restarted his previous plan - he wanted to get back his M account.

In fact, Mo Beicheng did two things in total. One was to tweet "I am M", and the other was to sue Hu Shuangpeng.

He does things cleanly, more recklessly than his brother.Even Hu Shuangpeng was dumbfounded. Mo Beicheng hadn't said anything about this matter for so many years, so why did he come here to settle the score with him again today.

In fact, after meeting Mo Beicheng in the cafe that year, Hu Shuangpeng called Mo Beicheng many times to ask when he would come to his house, but Mo Beicheng blocked him.Hu Shuangpeng also scolded Mo Beicheng for this for a long time. Later, Mo Beicheng's business grew bigger and bigger, and Hu Shuangpeng could only behave with his tail between his legs.But the two sides have been safe and sound. Hu Shuangpeng thought that Mo Beicheng didn't want this account at all, but unexpectedly...

One stone stirred up thousands of waves, and Mo Beicheng's words had a very destructive influence on the Internet.For so many years, fans of W and M have been arguing about who is the best contemporary composer, but they didn't expect these two to be the same person.Everyone was dumbfounded. They thought it was because Mo Beicheng drank too much or the network was down. Most people still took chances and thought that what Mo Beicheng said might not be what he meant.

But unexpectedly, Mo Beicheng soon released the recordings of himself and Hu Shuangpeng when they were in the cafe, and posted the first draft, second draft, and final draft of the twelve songs owned by the M account.Mo Beicheng announced that he would take back the copyrights of twelve songs under the M account, including "Kua Fu", "Dark Butterfly", "Bai Tao Queen", "Qingsi Xue", and demanded that Hu Shuangpeng pay compensation for his malicious possession of the M account.

"Damn, are you serious?"

"My male god and another male god are one person, I... let me pay me..."

"Why hasn't Mo Beicheng asked to return his account for so many years and came here today to return?"

But Mo Beicheng didn't have time to deal with these conspiracy theories. He didn't want to go back in the past five years just because he was busy with work and took care of Wen Mingyuan. There were so many messy conspiracies and schemes.

After the evidence was released, Mo Beicheng left the mess to the lawyer. Professor Hu can do whatever he wants, as long as he gets his account back.

At 05:30 in the afternoon, Mo Beicheng got off work on time.Like Ou Yu, he believes in the principle of not working overtime, even if he wants to add whoever likes to add, it has nothing to do with him.

Back home, Wen Mingyuan was serving the food on the table, when he saw Mo Beicheng open the door, he wiped his hands and hugged him.

"I have good news for you," Wen Mingyuan rubbed against Mo Beicheng.

"What good news?" Mo Beicheng bit his ear.

"I have found a satisfactory script," Wen Mingyuan replied, "but...the director said he needs me...to lose weight..."

Mo Beicheng petrified.

"You're not fat." Mo Beicheng let go of Wen Mingyuan, "So I think the director has a problem with his eyes, so I suggest you change it."

"But, that's how the role is positioned," Wen Mingyuan grabbed Mo Beicheng's arm, "Little brother just loses weight, nothing else... You said you would support me in whatever I do. "

Mo Beicheng sighed. After Wen Mingyuan was injured five years ago, his weight dropped rapidly. It took a long time for his body to return to its original shape. Now let Wen Mingyuan lose weight... Mo Beicheng really wants to blame that director.

But now Wen Mingyuan was begging himself with blinking eyes, and Mo Beicheng really had no resistance.

"Nutritionist, coach and regular physical examination." Mo Beicheng bowed his head and kissed his lips. "This is the biggest concession I can give."

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