Brilliant

After the filming ended, Wen Mingyuan originally wanted to say hello to Lu Siwei, but Lu Siwei quickly left the judges' seat as if he had something urgent to do.Wen Mingyuan was stopped by several colleagues to exchange some pleasantries, and watched Lu Siwei leave the studio.

After a few perfunctory words, Wen Mingyuan asked the staff where the judges' lounge was, and then followed the directions to find it.

He stood at the door and was about to knock, but he heard the conversation coming from the door.

"Ye Xinyu! I warned you to be prepared, but you messed up again?" This was Lu Siwei's voice.

"Anyway, I acted well, and everyone would think I was improvising. Why are you in a hurry?" Wen Mingyuan remembered that this person named Ye Xinyu was No.2 in tonight's game.

"I know you are talented, but can you please respect this profession? I don't care how old you are when you start acting or how many awards you have won. If you can't even memorize your lines well, you are negligent as an actor." Lu Siwei seemed Really angry, slammed down the table.

"I'm dereliction of duty?" Ye Xinyu's laughter came from the room, "You think I'm dereliction of duty? Lu Siwei... To be honest, don't you just think Wen Mingyuan is more serious than me?"

Wen Mingyuan was stunned for a moment, why did they suddenly mention him.

"He's more serious than you..." Lu Siwei replied.

"What is he! He has only acted in a few plays? What awards has he won? Can you stop mentioning Wen Mingyuan in front of me every now and then, as far as his acting skills are concerned, I was better than him when I was 7 years old!" Ye Xinyu's voice became higher and higher, "I didn't prepare anything for today's scene from the script to the positioning. I can take the second place. I don't know how long it took for Wen Mingyuan, whom you value, to take the first place." .And... who can guarantee that his No. [-] will not be mixed with some people's selfishness..."

"Ye Xinyu!" Lu Si scolded him.

"Forget it, I don't care about an idiot who can only stay up late to fight for time," Ye Xinyu said, "Anyway, he will participate in this episode, and the next No.1 will be mine."

Wen Mingyuan didn't listen to the next words.

He took a deep breath and left here.

Sun Junliang drove Wen Mingyuan home. Along the way, Sun Junliang could feel that Wen Mingyuan was not happy. He didn't know what happened to Wen Mingyuan, so he laughed at him for not being happy for taking the first place. Then next time he will go to heaven.

Wen Mingyuan smiled perfunctorily, and quickly hid in the shadows, letting the darkness cover his entire face.

Sun Junliang thought he was too tired, so he didn't say much, but reminded Wen Mingyuan to get off the car when he reached his destination.

When Wen Mingyuan opened the door, Mo Beicheng was not there, and he didn't know if he was having a meal or working overtime.Wen Mingyuan didn't turn on the light, and entered the piano room in the dark.Usually he wouldn't touch Mo Beicheng's piano, but for some reason today, he opened the cover and pressed the two keys carefully.

If broken dance steps, spin crystals.

The sound of the piano is always so crisp and clear.

The conversation between Ye Xinyu and Lu Siwei echoed in Wen Mingyuan's ears, and he pressed another key to try to dismiss the disturbing conversation.

But no matter how he played this precious piano, that conversation wrapped around Wen Mingyuan like a ghost.

Yes, there are some people who outdo all their hard work without breaking a sweat.

Wen Mingyuan didn't believe it before, but after seeing Mo Beicheng, he had to admit this fact.He had seen Mo Beicheng write a song in just one morning. He had seen Mo Beicheng pick a musical instrument at random and play a beautiful melody in less than an hour.

He lived with such a person day and night, how could he not believe it.

He doesn't hate Mo Beicheng, he loves this person deeply, but Wen Mingyuan has to admit that he is jealous of Mo Beicheng's talent and god's favor like crazy.

As long as Mo Beicheng wants to write songs, he can become M.

After changing another account, he became W again.

There is no hype, no fans, no marketing, all the songs are played by him one by one, and he is able to write those exciting melodies. His starting point is the end of others, and all roads lead to Rome. Born to live in Rome.

Sometimes Wen Mingyuan can be thankful that he and Mo Beicheng are engaged in different jobs, otherwise he would have been swallowed up by this crazy jealousy long ago.

There was the sound of the door lock turning, and Mo Beicheng came back and turned on the light in the living room.

After he finished writing the song, he wanted to pick Wen Mingyuan home together, but he didn't expect to find Wen Mingyuan after searching the studio for a long time. Mo Beicheng thought that the two might have gone astray, so he went home alone.

Wen Mingyuan's slippers were missing from the shoe rack, and Mo Beicheng speculated that he should have arrived home.

"Wen Mingyuan?" Mo Beicheng called out, but no one responded.

Mo Beicheng thought he was asleep, so he went to the piano room by himself, planning to play the score written on the phone today on the piano.

He happened to see Wen Mingyuan sitting in front of the piano, and was taken aback: "Why don't you speak when I call you?"

Mo Beicheng walked up to Wen Mingyuan and hugged him: "I went to the studio today to see your performance...you played Ophelia really well, by the way, I also heard The broadcast said you won first place, right?"

"Yes." Wen Mingyuan replied.

Mo Beicheng could hear that his tone was not right: "What's wrong? Did something happen?"

"It's nothing." Of course Wen Mingyuan would not tell Mo Beicheng that he had turned into lemon essence now. No matter how uncomfortable he was, he would not blame Mo Beicheng for this matter.

At most, he blamed himself for being blind and insisting on falling in love with such a little genius whose French windows were opened by God.

"Only when you have something, you will answer nothing..." Mo Beicheng sat beside Wen Mingyuan, resting his head on his shoulder, "Tell me, I will help you solve any problems."

"It's really nothing." Wen Mingyuan replied.

"Then..." Mo Beicheng put his hand on the piano, "I beg you to tell me, okay?"

Wen Mingyuan couldn't help laughing out loud, so what did he do wrong or what did he do right? Destiny will push Mo Beicheng to him.

"It's really nothing, I'm just a little... jealous of you." Wen Mingyuan confessed his thoughts to Mo Beicheng, "It's just a little..."

Mo Beicheng was stunned for a moment: "But Wen Mingyuan, I'm not worthy of your envy."

Wen Mingyuan looked at him.

"Geniuses can achieve their goals more easily than those who work hard, but... life is very complicated. In the face of setbacks, those talents of geniuses are not worth mentioning at all. They will soon be abandoned by the gods, Bring their talents together, just like I used to be. However, hardworking people will not, they are used to facing setbacks and pains, and stand up after blows again and again, just like you." Mo Beicheng clasped his hands On the piano, "If I hadn't met you that night, I might have been lying in the icy river, but if you hadn't met me, you would still be Wen Mingyuan, you would still shine and work hard towards your goals. If We are rivals, Wen Mingyuan, I will be afraid of you. Because maybe one day I will be beaten by a setback and unable to stand up again, but you... no matter how slow you walk, you are still moving forward."

"Wen Mingyuan, gifts from gods are not common, but why do you think that endurance far beyond ordinary people and determination to fulfill dreams are common?"

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