Brilliant

The ice and snow castle, the ivory tower piercing into the sky, and the knight in armor looking up at the small window above the tower.

He expected that his beloved would poke his head out and wave to him.

Snowflakes fell on his shoulders, and the bitter cold whipped his body.

He prayed for the love of the gods, and for the mercy of the saint.

Suddenly the window was pushed open by a clean arm, and she dropped a hairpin casually. The knight keenly caught the slender piece of jewelry, and then rushed over to catch it.

This is the only way of communication between them, this is the small and humble love between them.

The first episode of "The Skeleton Crown" came as scheduled. Mo Beicheng sat on the sofa with Wen Mingyuan to watch it, but it was a pity that most of the shots in the first episode were focused on Lu Siwei. The story of the saint made Mo Beicheng very irritable.

Wen Mingyuan's mind was not on the TV either, he leaned on the sofa and began to recite his lines.The lines this time made him find it difficult to understand. It may be due to Wang Lingliu's unique lyrical language, which made the lines special...pretentious, but fortunately, he had the experience of studying Shakespeare plays before, so he memorized a few more pages After that, you start to find patterns.

He carefully marked the script with a highlighter, and then used post-it notes to post his feelings and doubts.

After watching the two episodes tonight, Mo Beicheng went to the piano room by himself without disturbing Wen Mingyuan. However, he did not start practicing the piano as usual, but calculated a bill.

Although he has suffered so many accidents before, Mo Beicheng still has no concept of money in his heart. After all, he lived a life when he was a child, and he stretched out his hands to eat and opened his mouth.But this afternoon, when Jiang Haishan calculated the income and expenditure of this period of time with him, Mo Beicheng was taken aback. Only then did he realize that he didn't seem to have made much money.

My brother gave me 1000 million at that time, but the money was used to rent venues, buy musical instruments, buy equipment, and make MVs. He has high requirements for musical instruments and equipment, and he buys the best in the market, and of course the price is the best. Okay, besides, Chu Qingtian's salary is not low, and there is also the cost of the MV, so 1000 million is basically wasted.

But the income is a bit horrible. Although W studio is famous now, the profit situation is not as good as Mo Beicheng imagined.

First of all, "Wind Chime" is a fan music, it can't bring any income to Mo Beicheng at all, at most it can help W to make a name for himself. "To the One I Love" makes a lot of money, but this kind of paid songs generally depends on long-term sales. If Wanmo Beicheng can get it, he will have to discount a lot.In addition, the cooperation with the film soundtrack also made some money, and I could barely repay the 1000 million that my brother lent me.

Speaking of which, it seems that Wen Mingyuan paid for the family expenses during this time...

I not only live in Wen Mingyuan's but also eat Wen Mingyuan's.

After a long time, I pretended to be the benefactor who took care of Wen Mingyuan, and the person who was co-authored and taken care of was me.

Looking at the numbers on the whole side of the paper, Mo Beicheng suddenly had a headache.

Today, Jiang Haishan came to discuss with himself whether there could be more business cooperation, otherwise the profit of the studio would be a bit bleak.Mo Beicheng refused arrogantly. Now that he thinks about it, he is an idiot who doesn't eat fireworks.

Wen Mingyuan didn't even complain about it.

If it doesn’t work, let’s get a few more business cooperations... Now it seems that making money is more important.

It seems that we still have to continue the cooperation of the music game......

Suddenly at this time, there was a knock on the door.The sound was far away, and it looked like someone was knocking on the apartment door.The voice interrupted Mo Beicheng's train of thought. He put down his pen and was about to go out to see who it was. He didn't expect that as soon as he walked into the living room, he saw Sun Junliang who was changing shoes in the hallway.

Sun Junliang didn't say anything, and threw his mobile phone to Mo Beicheng, "Look for yourself."

What appeared on Sun Junliang's phone was a screenshot of an email. The email said that Wen Mingyuan had bullied his classmates many times in high school, and he was a well-known gangster in the local area. If you don't want this matter to be publicized, you can give 2 hush money.The email also attached several photos of Wen Mingyuan when he was in high school.

"This..." Mo Beicheng handed the phone to Wen Mingyuan, and Wen Mingyuan didn't say a word after reading it.

Mo Beicheng naturally did not believe that Wen Mingyuan would do such a thing.

"It's actually quite simple for me to say. You are about to star in "Lily Boy". At this juncture, you can't have anything to do with campus bullying anyway. Anyway, 2 is not enough for you. It’s too much, I’ll talk to this person, and be more serious, so that he doesn’t keep threatening you with this matter.” Sun Junliang said, “But the troublesome thing now is that Wang Lingliu has also received this email .”

Wen Mingyuan looked up at Sun Junliang.

"It's the most troublesome thing for me to be an emotional artist like you. She insists on you explaining to her, otherwise she will immediately post on Weibo to resist your being the leading actor in "Lily Boy"." Sun Junliang rubbed himself "Is there anything to prove? After so many years, you have to prove that you have the ability to let the person who threatened you prove that you have indeed bullied."

"I have never bullied others..." Wen Mingyuan emphasized calmly.

"Brother, I can trust you, but how can you make Wang Lingliu trust you?" Sun Junliang said, "After all, she is the author of the novel. If she really hates you on the Internet, you should stop acting in this drama."

Wen Mingyuan didn't make a sound, and Mo Beicheng comforted him: "It should be your classmates who saw that you became popular, so they were jealous of you. Don't worry too much..."

"I'm not uncomfortable." Wen Mingyuan held Mo Beicheng's hand.

Sun Junliang sighed, "The problem now is that Wang Lingliu insists on you proving that you haven't done that kind of thing... What is she thinking... To put it bluntly, for some people , there is no reason to add a crime, and I have proved my innocence.”

Sun Junliang raised his head and looked at Wen Mingyuan's expression, "Well, why don't we...don't act in this play. Look at Wang Lingliu, it's obviously difficult for you..."

But......

Wen Mingyuan really likes the role of Wu Yi.

The boy who can fold lilies, the boy who is still optimistic even if everyone isolates him, is very much like the former Wen Mingyuan.

"If I say," Wen Mingyuan answered courageously, "if I have evidence to prove that I am not bullying others on campus, but others are bullying me..."

"If you can prove that nature is good..." Sun Junliang began to answer without thinking, but he suddenly realized what Wen Mingyuan said just now, "Wait? You are the one who was bullied? "

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