Brilliant

Ou Yu has been a very planned child since he was a child. According to his mother, he has a complete desire to control his life and does not want anyone to destroy it.

However, his life is just as he imagined, the best elementary school in the area, the best junior high school, the best high school, and then go to the American university where his father graduated.He has a plan for when to eat, when to work, and when to rest.Occasionally, Ou Yu is able to allow unplanned things to happen because he has already prepared planB and planC.

It was said to be a reunion of classmates, but in fact it was a college classmate I knew who came to France to work, and he insisted on pulling Ou Yu out to get together.Ou Yu felt that he should add a little interaction with friends to the plan to relieve his pressure, especially when he saw Mo Nanxuan's pressure written all over the work plan.

The party was nothing more than bragging about each other, Ou Yu stood aside and listened quietly, then pretended to be nonchalant and searched the personal experiences of old classmates on the Internet.

Whether it is true or false, for Ou Yu, it is his only pleasure in appreciating tragedies and comedies in the world.

"Are you still working under Mo Nanxuan?" The old classmate Balabala talked a lot, and suddenly realized that Ou Yu hadn't said anything, so he asked.

"Well, it's still there," Ou Yu replied.

The old classmate said: "I originally wanted to invite Mo Nanxuan tonight, but the boss of the National People's Congress, I am too embarrassed to interrupt."

Ou Yu picked up the wine glass: "He's fine."

"Actually, back then we always wondered if you and Mo Nanxuan were... couples," the old classmate whispered into Ou Yu's ear, "We were still making bets at that time."

Ou Yu almost threw the glass in his hand.

"Who told you to be together all the time, eating together, and being together in class," the old classmate seemed to be a little drunk, and said everything, "Even if you are a couple, you are not as clingy as you are, and look at you Have you ever been in love with Mo Nanxuan during college? You, the only son of a university professor, have a family background and knowledge, Mo Nanxuan, a rich second generation, rich and powerful, neither of you can find a girlfriend, and it turned out to be so single for many years."

Ou Yuqiang supported the last smile on his face, "I have nothing to do with him, we are just partners in starting a business together."

The old classmate said a bunch of nonsense again, but Ou Yu ignored him. When he was almost done drinking, Ou Yu settled the bill, called a taxi and took the old classmate home.

Back home, Ou Yu turned on the light.The room mainly in gray and black tones is lit up. Ou Yu advocates minimalism, and only the necessary pieces of furniture are present. At first glance, the house looks empty.

Ou Yu put down his briefcase and put on his house slippers. According to today's plan, he should call his mother.

Ou Yu changed his usual elite face and showed a warm smile like a big boy: "Mom, how is your family doing?"

"It's fine, your dad and I are fine," Ou Yu's mother replied, "How are you doing in France?"

"That's it," Ou Yu said.

"Are you still following that annoying boss?" Ou Yu's mother was concerned about Ou Yu's work, "If you don't like it, come back, your father's school is recruiting teachers recently, you..."

Ou Yu refused without thinking: "No need, Mom."

"Don't wrong yourself, you are floating abroad alone, and your father and I are not at ease," Ou Yu's mother said, "I just can't figure it out. Didn't you always say that you hate your boss? Why? Every time I persuade you to come back, you don't want to come back?"

Ou Yu froze for a moment, he really hadn't considered this issue.

Every time his mother asked him to go back, Ou Yu would refuse.

After thinking for a long time, Ou Yu finally gave an answer: "Because the money he gave is really too much!"

It had been a while since Wen Mingyuan came back from his hometown. Mo Beicheng finished writing the new song in his hand and handed it to Chu Qingtian, asking her to practice the drum set according to the score he gave her.When Jiang Haishan was about to calculate last month's income with him, Mo Beicheng left the studio first.

He asked Hu Shuangpeng to meet at a coffee shop. Since Mo Beicheng had decided to get his account back, he would definitely get it back.

Professor Hu was about 10 minutes late. As soon as he sat down, he called the waiter for a cappuccino.Mo Beicheng didn't make a sound until after the clerk brought the coffee, Professor Hu asked, "What did you ask me for?"

Mo Beicheng put the phone on his lap and turned on the recording button.

Originally, he planned to buy a recording pen, but Chu Qingtian told him that it is very convenient to record with a mobile phone.And people who write songs like him can use the recording function of their mobile phones to record their inspirations.

But it's a pity that the first time Mo Beicheng used it was not for the song writing function, but here.

"I want to ask you to return the M account." Mo Beicheng said this sentence calmly, without even a trace of warmth in the words.

Upon hearing this, Professor Hu immediately panicked, "This account is mine now! You promised to give it to me back then, how can you go back!"

"But I wrote the above songs," Mo Beicheng replied, "And you were the one who tricked me out of it."

"How can you use the word cheat?" Professor Hu said, "You see, your mother had an accident, your father didn't want you, your brother didn't have a good relationship with you, and you couldn't write a single song. Isn’t it just a waste? Where can you go? I kindly take you to my house, you give me this account number, this is a deal, how can this be called cheating, this is called cheating everyone in the world People stop doing business."

Mo Beicheng lowered his head and said nothing.

Professor Hu thought that the method of belittling Mo Beicheng that he had been using for a long time worked.

"I heard that you've been writing songs again recently, right? I listened to them and found out what kind of stuff you wrote," Professor Hu said. Especially that actor, what’s his name, what’s his distance...the filming is all messy stuff. I didn’t like your previous songs, Mo Beicheng, and your writing is even worse now. , why don't you go to my house, I will give you guidance, and I won't charge you money, you can just help out at my house."

Mo Beicheng said, "Then I'll think about it..."

"What's there to think about? You see, I didn't settle the matter with you when you poured me tea in the teahouse. Where did you find such a responsible teacher like me, and save your weird personality? Who would want you? "Professor Hu said, "Clean up and come back with me today. I still have a few curtains in my house that I plan to wash, and then don't open your studio... By the way, isn't there any technology to invest in? Can you Give me a whole one?"

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