Brilliant

Mo Beicheng didn't intend to listen to what Wen Mingyuan said. He couldn't allow others to bully Wen Mingyuan, not to mention that in Mo Beicheng's eyes, he was the real culprit of the accident five years ago.Wen Mingyuan would not have been involved if he hadn't had those bad things in his family.

If there hadn't been that accident, it wouldn't have dealt such a blow to Wen Mingyuan's career and psychology.For five years, Mo Beicheng blamed himself all the time.When Mo Nanxuan found out the truth, he warned Mo Beicheng not to tell Wen Mingyuan that the accident was caused by Mo Wang. Mo Nanxuan was worried that Wen Mingyuan would cause a rift between Mo Beicheng and Wen Mingyuan.

But Mo Beicheng finally told Wen Mingyuan the truth. He was ready to leave Wen Mingyuan at that time, but Wen Mingyuan didn't say anything. After sitting in the room for three hours, he told Mo Beicheng that this matter was not Mo Beicheng's fault. wrong.

Since they intend to be together, they should bear corresponding risks and responsibilities.

Wen Mingyuan would hate Mo Wang, he would hate the prop master who was bought off, he would hate the director who only cares about movies, he would hate those actors who are like grass, but he would definitely not hate Mo Beicheng.

But this doesn't mean that Mo Beicheng has completely let go of the matter.

After Wen Mingyuan left, Mo Beicheng contacted the director of the "Behind the Drama" program group through some special channels.The two made an appointment on a time and place, and Mo Beicheng was going to go there and have a talk with someone in person.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the underground parking lot, I encountered a bunch of reporters standing in the parking lot, as if they were waiting for someone.

"This is......"

Seeing Mo Beicheng come out, the group of reporters quickly surrounded him, and the microphone almost poked Mo Beicheng in the face.

"What do you think of Professor Jiang's Weibo post today from Peking University's School of Music?"

"Have you ever been enslaved by Hu Shuangpeng as Professor Jiang said?"

"Are you going to sue?"

Mo Beicheng was thrown at these strange questions, and he was confused.He just had dinner with Wen Mingyuan and didn't pay attention to the news or his mobile phone. Could it be that something went wrong with Professor Hu?But Mo Beicheng doesn't have much time right now, so he has to drive to meet the director of "After the Drama".Mo Beicheng ignored these reporters. He took a few steps back, took out his mobile phone and called the company's security department.

"Sorry, I don't know what you are asking?" Mo Beicheng finished the phone call, seeing himself being forced back a few steps by these reporters, he asked, "I have something urgent now, can you let me leave first? "

A female reporter turned on her mobile phone and handed it to Mo Beicheng: "Professor Jiang from the Conservatory of Peking University tweeted today that he saw you doing housework at Professor Hu's house, and that Professor Hu's wife treated you very badly. It's like treating you as a babysitter."

Mo Beicheng glanced at the screen. He really didn't know this Professor Jiang.

"Is what the professor said true?" asked the female reporter.

Mo Beicheng hadn't figured out where this Professor Jiang came from, and for what purpose he said these words.In order not to continue to expand the impact of the matter, Mo Beicheng chose to remain silent, saying only that the dispute between himself and Professor Hu would be handled by his lawyer with full authority.

Soon the security came over and escorted Mo Beicheng into the car.

Mo Beicheng got out of the parking lot and went straight to the place he had agreed with the director of "Behind the Drama".

"Mr. Mo, hello," the director waited for Mo Beicheng in the reception room, "My surname is Zhang, and my single name is Fan."

"Hello Director Zhang." After shaking hands with him, Mo Beicheng dragged a chair and sat down.

After waiting for the secretary to serve the tea, Director Zhang made friends with Mo Beicheng: "Speaking of which, I am still your fan. I liked the song "To the One I Love" very much that you wrote back then, and that song is still mine now. Ringtones."

"Thank you for your liking."

"But I'm a little curious why you're looking for me..." Director Zhang asked, "I was at a loss when I received your call, and we haven't collaborated with any singers on the show..."

"It has nothing to do with my singer, I came to you for some personal matters," Mo Beicheng touched the ring on his finger, "I have a friend who is going to be on your show recently, I hope Director Zhang can take care of him. "

"What friend?" Zhang Dao suddenly remembered the guest list sent to his desk at noon today, "Oh, I haven't read the list yet..."

Zhang Dao apologized, and ordered the secretary to get the list on his desk.

"Sorry, I've been too busy with this program these days, let me check the list..." Director Zhang flipped through the list, "What's your friend's name?"

"Wen Mingyuan." Mo Beicheng replied.

"Huh?" Hearing this name, Director Zhang looked up at Mo Beicheng. If he remembered correctly, Wen Mingyuan was so hacked by the entire Internet five years ago that he couldn't get up. Why did he suddenly come to participate in the show?

"I know his reputation is not very good now, and I'm not asking you to appoint a champion directly to him." Mo Beicheng turned the ring on his hand, "Take care of him, don't let some people push his nose and face to him. gone."

"Don't worry about this, our program team treats all contestants equally, and won't just because of some gossip on the Internet..."

"But in the morning, Wen Mingyuan was discriminated against because of his education background," Mo Beicheng said, "I hope this kind of thing won't happen in the future, Director Zhang, I could actually bypass you to find your superior and your investor, but I didn't do that." , I think you should understand what I mean."

The meaning of threat in Mo Beicheng's words is self-evident. He gave Zhang Dao a face and didn't do anything wrong. If Zhang Dao didn't take this matter to heart, then Mo Beicheng would go directly to the investor next time. .

"I know that, Mr. Mo is willing to give me this face, so I naturally have to take Mr. Mo's face into consideration," Director Zhang noticed that Mo Beicheng had been touching the ring on his hand.

He suddenly understood why this "friend" Wen Mingyuan could bother Mo Beicheng to come here to talk to him in person.

"Then thank you, Director Zhang. If there is any cooperation in the future, I will be happy to help." Mo Beicheng got up and was about to leave. "Another thing is to interview Wen Mingyuan's three judges today..."

"The three of them don't know anything, I will tell you..."

Mo Beicheng interrupted Director Zhang, "I will transfer [-] yuan from my personal account to them as a thank you gift, and thank the three reviewers for allowing Wen Mingyuan to pass even though they discriminated against Wen Mingyuan's academic qualifications."

After saying this, Mo Beicheng left a contact information and left.

Zhang Dao breathed a sigh of relief. He had always thought that Mo Beicheng was the kind of musician who didn't care about the world. He didn't expect that talking to Mo Beicheng would be so scary.

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