Chapter 61: No wonder... there will be a king from now on...
/ Mo Baqian
Qi Mo pulled Lan Muzhou's tie with one hand, and covered his eyes with the other.
His lips lingered on his Adam's apple, and he still didn't forget to grind his teeth lightly.
"Gu... why are you covering my eyes?"
Lan Muzhou grabbed Qi Mo's hand, trying to pull it down.
It was just a very superficial light touch, but it made him feel hot all over.
He panted lightly, "Qi Mo, everyone should be done changing soon."
Qi Mo glanced at the time on the phone, then kissed his lips, and then let go contentedly.
She saw Lan Muzhou's Adam's apple rolled, and he panted lightly with his mouth slightly open.
The heart is happy.
Like cool beer in summer, bubbling and bubbling.
The corners of her lips raised uncontrollably, and she sighed softly, "No wonder... the king will not speak up sooner."
"Tch, you don't look like a king of a country." Lan Muzhou complained, "I will take revenge for everything I say."
Xindao: With this style, the underworld/society boss believes it.
Qi Mo raised his eyebrows, "I think you really like this kind of revenge."
"...Who likes it! Don't spout blood."
Lan Muzhou raised his voice to deny it, took out the mirror in the changing room, and looked at it several times.
Make sure that there are no traces left on the neck, so you can rest assured.
If his teammates or staff could see it...he would really be ashamed.
Qi Mo saw his thoughts and chuckled, "I'm not like you, I won't leave red marks."
Through the clothes, she touched her collarbone.
After several days, the bite of Lan Muzhou can still see slight traces.
It's really tough.
After being teased, Lan Muzhou recalled the ups and downs of that day.
"Blame yourself for being so pissed."
If he hadn't collapsed in a hurry, how could he speak.
At that time, he almost tried his best to bite, and the skin was bitten to pieces.
"Hmm... won't leave a scar?"
In the end, his collapse was also related to his misunderstanding of Qi Mo.
I feel a little guilty.
He walked to Qi Mo's side, "Let me see."
Qi Mo pulled up his shirt, revealing a bit of his collarbone.
The bite marks are still there, very faint.
"How could there be scars?"
Lan Muzhou's thumb caressed it, and it felt smooth to the touch.
Let him move slightly.
He leaned over, put his hands on her shoulders, and kissed her lightly.
Extremely gentle.
After a while, he raised his head, with a sweet, tugging and smug smile on his face.
"Just a kiss."
While speaking, he bowed his head and kissed lightly.
With a faint wet breath.
Qi Mo took a deep breath.
If she teased her like this again, she might not be able to resist being punished on the spot.
She licked her dry lips, coughed twice, and changed the subject.
"I don't accept the trauma department without you."
Lan Muzhou: …
The pink bubble was punctured by Qi Mo in just a split second.
The little dwarf doesn't understand the atmosphere too much!
He frowned with dissatisfaction on his face, "Qi Mo, did you do it on purpose or on purpose??"
"Okay, it's getting late, you go next door to change."
Qi Mo smiled and rubbed Lan Muzhou's hair.
Looking at the time, she said, "It's already seven o'clock, let's go."
"Hmph, my lord has a lot, so I don't care about it with you."
Lan Muzhou pursed his lips, and opened the door of the room.
As soon as he heard the door open, Qin Yu'an immediately turned around.
He was a little surprised to see that Lan Muzhou hadn't finished changing.
"Eh? Brother Zhou, why haven't you changed your clothes yet?"
Lan Muzhou: …
As if someone had exposed the "good thing", his face instantly flushed red.
"I just got a call."
After finishing speaking, he got into another changing room as if escaping.
The boss let out a long sigh of relief.
He looked in the mirror and checked all the details.
Ears, lips, chin, Adam's apple.
There was no noise anywhere.
That's right, Qi Mo didn't seem to touch anything except his Adam's apple.
He bulged his cheeks.
Don't you kiss his lips?
What's so amiable about the Adam's apple.
Although...he also likes it very much.
Qi Mo seems to like this place very much.
Is it that pretty?
When we got back to the villa, it was already dark.
I communicated with the housekeeping aunt in advance, so as soon as I walked in, dinner was just right.
On the dining table, there were several plates of steaming meals.
Lu Qingqing still had something to go back to Qing Ning, so she left without staying for dinner.
"Eat, eat, eat, I'm really hungry."
Qin Yu'an was very diligent, and quickly brought the bowls and chopsticks for five people to the table.
Cooking is the happiest thing in his day.
Wang Changyan sat at the table, scrolling through Weibo.
"Hey, big devil, you are on the trending search again, saying that you have the "imperial aura" hahaha. "
"What? I want to see it too."
Qin Yu'an moved the stool to rub against Wang Changyan's side.
The new issue of "Actor's New Life" has been launched.
The two groups compete together to perform the same segment, and before the official recording, there will be a solo actor's preparation.
First, Pei Zeyuan appeared in the camera.
Director: Regarding the competition for a while, which one do you think has a better chance of winning, your group or group A?
Pei Zeyuan scratched his nose and smiled embarrassedly.
"In fact, I didn't regard the competition as a competition, but if you ask me this way... our group's winning percentage is slightly higher."
"After all, the three in our group are relatively mature actors."
Director: What do you think is your greatest strength?
Pei Zeyuan didn't think much, and said without hesitation: "Our average age is older, especially I am 35 hahaha..."
He laughed self-deprecatingly.
"It's just that you have more life experience, which no amount of talent can make up for."
"And all three of us have acted in court dramas. I have played the role of the emperor and the prince, so I have experience."
"As a rookie, Qi Mo is really very powerful, but his experience is relatively inexperienced, so it's hard for him to control his bearing as a Ninth Five-Year Master...Of course, I really didn't mean to say that Qi Mo was bad."
After he finished speaking, he waved his palms together towards the camera.
[Hahahahahaha Brother Pei really has a perfect desire to survive! 】
【Brother Pei makes sense】
[Don't worry, Brother Pei, our Mo Zong fans are very sensible! 】
[That's right, but I'm still squatting on Bo Mo! 】
When Pei Zeyuan was preparing for recording, there was harmony in the barrage.
The program team deliberately put the actors who performed the same role together.
So the following is Qi Mo's.
Director: Which group do you think will win, your group or Group B?
Qi Mo took a sip of the sponsored drink on the table, looking a little lazy.
"Maybe it's us."
Director: Why are you so sure? Do you think you can play your role well?
Qi Mo nodded, "If I ask myself, I definitely think I can act well."
You have to act in your true colors.
Nothing came out of the two questions, and the director had a headache.
Director: Do you think you can perform better than the group next door, Pei Zeyuan?
"Whether it can be better than him, I can't say for sure, but it should not be worse than him."
Qi Mo leaned forward, "And I think your question is provocative."
The director was amused, and said with a smile: "Then let's wait and see, wait and see."
[Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, it is better to be more confident [狗头]]
[Too much self-confidence is conceited, doesn't she know how to be humble? 】
[Are all idols this crazy now? Although he was okay in the last issue, but if you say he is better than Brother Pei... Anyway, I don’t believe it]
【To be honest, if it wasn't Qi Mo, I would never believe this nonsense, but after I read all of Qi Mo's glorious deeds... I don't think there is anything impossible about her [狗头]]
[Mr. Mo rushes to the duck! Let everyone see your hard work! 】
[Hahahahaha wait for Qi Mo to be hanged and beaten by my brother Pei, let Qi Mo know that newcomers should be humble]
Qi Mo's tone is not offensive, it's like chatting about family matters.
However, Pei Zeyuan is a powerful actor who has debuted for many years. Fans are proud of his acting skills. Naturally, they are not happy to see a newcomer who is so confident. Some younger fans showed dissatisfaction.
In the barrage, some people think that Qi Mo is too conceited, some people think that Qi Mo does not know how to be humble, some people think that Qi Mo has strength, and there is nothing wrong with telling the truth.
The fans didn't go up to fight, they all laughed and said nothing.
Row after row of "sit and wait" brushed past.
They don't need to explain anything to outsiders, as long as they believe that Mo Zong will not say things that are not sure!
A and B groups draw lots to determine the order of playing.
Group B goes first.
Pei Zeyuan has been in the actor circle for more than ten years, whether it is lines, demeanor or body movements, everything is just right.
His brows were slightly wrinkled, his face was serious, and there was an imposing aura coming towards him.
The image of a sullen emperor was well interpreted by him.
[Brother Pei is so handsome, I'm going back to watch Brother Pei's court drama! 】
[The evaluations of the instructors are also very high! 】
[It feels like the ceiling of this character, right? I really can't imagine how else I can act, it will be better than Brother Pei's acting. 】
Pei Zeyuan's acting skills were once again praised by his mentors, career fans can't wait to hang up firecrackers to spread the joy!
Performing live on the stage, who else can have such a temperament?
Thinking that Qi Mo is a kid in his twenties, he must not be able to do it. Fans cue Qi Mo in the barrage.
【Hope it doesn't hurt Qi Mo [狗头] too much, it's good to be more confident】
【Waiting for Qi Mo's [dog head]】
[I wonder what Qi Mo thinks after watching my brother Pei's acting [狗头]]
After Group B, there were no advertisements, and Group A played immediately.
Lights lit up on the stage.
Qi Mo was dressed in a fine attire, with his black hair tied up, revealing a noble face.
She leaned her head sideways on the small table, drooped her slender fingers, picked up a grape, and put it in her mouth.
The state of the whole person is extremely relaxed, looking lazy.
In the barrage, someone immediately started complaining.
【I thought it was a picture of me at home, can the emperor look like this? ? ? 】
[Ah this...? What is it playing? 】
【Don't tell me that Qi Mo thinks acting like this is no worse than Brother Pei...】
Cui Chuyu stood in front of Qi Mo, bowed slightly, nervousness could be vaguely seen on his face.
Appears to be waiting for a response.
Qi Mo spat out the grape skins and wiped his hands slowly with a handkerchief.
The handkerchief that was stained with light water control was thrown on the small table.
When she got up, Cui Chuyu hurriedly stepped forward, wanting to give her a hand.
But Qi Mo waved his hand.
Cui Chuyu's movements immediately froze in place.
He withdrew his hand tremblingly.
Continue to stand where you are.
Qi Mo flicked his robe, smiled and walked in front of Cui Chuyu.
She said playfully: "You don't really think... I don't know anything, do you?"
That smile was obviously very pretty, but there was an obvious chill!
The voice is not particularly deep, and the tail is slightly raised.
That aura is extremely scary.
Cui Chuyu's forehead was covered with sweat, and he said frightened: "This..."
Qi Mo snorted coldly, his smiling face became much colder.
When she spoke, the corners of her mouth raised inadvertently, as if she was always smiling.
But even across the screen, you can feel the oppression.
It seemed that Qi Mo was the emperor who held the power of life and death, making people unconsciously worry about Cui Chuyu.
It's simply not angry and pretentious!
Two minutes ago, there was still a lot of ridicule in the barrage.
Now, the taunts are all turned off.
[In front, the imperial palace is the emperor's home, so it's okay for people to relax at home, right? This can be ridiculed and drunk]
[It's really a passerby, I think Qi Mo's acting is better]
[Qi Mo is confident in his ability, but Pei Fan... really tricked Pei Zeyuan]
[The acting is really good! I got goosebumps when I saw it, I was afraid that Qi Mo would chop Cui Chuyu with a knife [狗头]]
[It's so temperamental! I take it]
[You don't need to frown or lose your temper, but you just know he's furious! 】
【Pei Zeyuan has such a good temper, how could he have such fans...】
[Some fans are not rational and we are extremely sorry! 】
[Some bullet screens are criticizing black people, please don't be disappointed with Brother Pei because of this 555]
Many of Pei Zeyuan's rational fans came out to explain, but they were all lost in the praise of group A from netizens.
Qi Mo's performance was very penetrating, able to arouse the emotions of the audience, and was recognized by all the instructors present. Various marketing accounts reposted it one after another, all with the tag of #奇默帝王调调#.
I didn't know, but I thought it was a topic and hot search that Qing Ning helped Qi Mo buy.
Lan Muzhou finished Qi Mo's performance while eating.
I also took a look at the comments of netizens.
They are all praising Qi Mo, saying that she has a subtle temperament - calm in handling things, easy to handle, imposing, and not angry.
It is undeniable that all these adjectives can be placed on Qi Mo.
However, after seeing Qi Mo's expression when he sent a message to Shi Yun...
Lan Muzhou felt that perhaps the momentum in the show was not created by Qi Mo.
It was Qi Mo himself, who was such a person.
Dangerous, sharp, lazy.
In his eyes, these temperaments all blended together.
turned out to be charming.
Like magic, or maybe he's obsessed with ghosts.
He walked towards Qi Mo step by step uncontrollably, and at the same time opened himself up without reservation, letting Qi Mo enter his territory.
…
"It's so deserted today, hello, Auntie."
Lu Qingqing entered the villa, only to find Qi Mo in the living room on the first floor.
The housekeeping aunt is cooking in the kitchen, and there is already a smell of food in the living room.
Qi Mo fetched a glass of water for someone and put it on the tea table.
She sat on the sofa and said, "Qin Yu'an and He Ruilin, my company has arranged an announcement."
"Oh, no wonder." Lu Qingqing nodded, took a sip and said, "Xu Ziwen recommended you to be the convener of "Ilovedance". Go record this; and "Yi Jian" is about to start, the shooting cycles of these two basically overlap, you may have to fly once a week to record "Ilovedance", it is probably quite tiring, I will let you know in advance .”
In previous years, "Ilovedance" had only four mentors.
Because the popularity is declining year by year, the competition system has been updated this year, and there is an additional "convener" position.
The convener is equivalent to Cheng Zhuo's position in "National Idol". As the host, he also adds some heat to the show.
Generally speaking, this kind of position must be a senior in the hip-hop circle.
Xu Ziwen recommended Qi Mo to participate, whether it was the program team or Lu Qingqing, they had considered it carefully for a long time.
Done well, this will bring a lot of heat to the show and Qi Mo himself;
If you don't do it well, it's easy to be scolded out of the circle.
As a result, Xu Ziwen successfully persuaded them by saying, "The strength of the dance circle is the most important, if you don't accept it, you will break up."
Qi Mo likes dancing, especially like the battle.
So I readily agreed.
"Okay, it's okay to be tired."
As soon as Lu Qingqing's WeChat message rang, she read the message and said, "Hey, it's here."
Standing up from the sofa, she patted Qi Mo on the shoulder.
"We at Lime also want to send a child to "Ilovedance". I want you to take care of it, Xiaoqi. Today, I will send someone over to introduce you. The access control in this villa area is strictly controlled. I will go outside to pick him up. him."
After leaving for about five minutes, Lu Qingqing brought a boy in.
The boy has soft brows and clear eyes.
Seems like a docile person, not an aggressive dancer.
Lu Qingqing said: "This is Song Ziqing, then Qi Mo doesn't need to introduce it."
Song Ziqing nodded quickly, smiling brightly.
He bowed to Qi Mo and said seriously: "Hi senior, I am Song Ziqing, and I will participate in the recording of "Ilovedance" this year. Senior, please give me your advice."
When she raised her eyes to look at Qi Mo, there seemed to be stars in her eyes, shining brightly.
"Hello, asking for advice is not enough, it's just communication." Qi Mo nodded and looked at Lu Qingqing, "What does he do?"
"He's a Baron." Lu Qingqing said.
"Yeah, I dance jazz."
Qi Mo raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Didn't expect it to be the Baron.
Boys dancing jazz are relatively rare among dancers.
Generally speaking, as soon as the baron comes out, he will definitely blow up the field.
"Then... this is an area I don't understand at all."
She only knows breaking and hip hop now, and jazz is a kind of dance, she probably won't touch it in her life.
"I can't help you with dancing. If you encounter any problems during the filming, you can come to me to discuss."
"Ah yes! Thank you in advance, senior!"
Song Zi smiled lightly, revealing eight bright white teeth.
It looks very pleasing.
The auntie housekeeper poked her head over to the sofa and said, "The rice is ready, you can have lunch."
It was too embarrassing to chat, so Lu Qingqing deliberately chose Song Ziqing to come over when it was almost lunch time.
She got up and said, "That's just right, let's have a meal together."
"Okay, then I'll serve the food."
Song Ziqing immediately stood up and went to the kitchen first.
I made grilled fish today, and the housekeeping aunt went out with the grill pan.
There was some water on the ground, her feet suddenly slipped, she couldn't hold her right hand steady, and she saw that the baking pan was about to fall off!
Qi Mo quickly helped her up.
Immediately, the index finger and **** stuck on the baking pan felt a sharp pain.
With her help, the housekeeping aunt immediately held the baking tray.
When she saw Qi Mo's hand, she immediately said, "Oh, it's all because we didn't stand still, Xiao Qi, hurry up and get some cold water!"
"What happened to senior?"
Song Ziqing put the bowls and chopsticks on the table and hurried over.
Seeing Qi Mo's hand, he took a breath.
He reached out to take Qi Mo to flush the water.
Lan Muzhou was coming down the stairs, seeing that the situation was not right, he sped up the speed with a "tat-tat-tat".
"What's the matter, what's wrong with Qi Mo?"
In two seconds, he appeared beside Qi Mo.
Calmly pushing Song Ziqing away, he grabbed Qi Mo's wrist.
"Hurry up with cold water! Are you stupid?"
With an anxious expression on his face, he pulled Qi Mo to stand by the pool.
Cool running water rushes down.
On the fiery fingers, the pain suddenly eased a lot.
"The fish will fall to the ground as soon as it falls. It's better than getting burned. Do you know the severity?"
Lan Muzhou frowned, his tone was not very good.
It was so hot that he felt distressed just looking at it.
Qi Mo didn't speak, and quietly stared at Lan Muzhou's side face.
She hadn't been in the kitchen, hadn't cooked.
So... had no idea that the griddle was hot.
Feeling that Qi Mo was looking at him, Lan Muzhou turned his head in the opposite direction.
"Don't look at me, I'm angry."
Inadvertently glanced at the restaurant, and happened to meet Song Ziqing's eyes.
He asked, "Who is this?"
"Lime's artist, I want to participate in "Ilovedance", and I'm going to be the convener of "Ilovedance", so I'll have a meal and get to know each other." Qi Mo explained.
Song Ziqing greeted politely, "Brother Zhou, I'm Song Ziqing."
"Oh, hello, Lan Muzhou."
Lan Muzhou responded lightly, suddenly feeling uncomfortable.
He had expected that when Qi Mo was recording "Ilovedance", he would have a little follower by his side every day.
Footsteps sounded on the stairs.
Wang Changyan went downstairs, saw Lan Muzhou and Qi Mo, and asked, "Eh? Why don't you eat?"
Lan Muzhou frowned, not looking good.
"She burned her hand, rinse it first, and then use alcohol to disinfect it later."
Wang Changyan chuckled, "It's fine for the Great Demon King to charge by himself, why are you joining in the fun there."
Lan Muzhou: …
It seems quite reasonable, and Qi Mo is not disabled, so he doesn't need to support him.
It stands out that he seems to be mentally retarded.
Letting go of Qi Mo's arm, he went straight upstairs.
"I'll check the medicine cabinet for burn ointment."
Last time he had a fever, the medicine box was placed in the cabinet in his room, and he hasn't taken it away yet.
Qi Mo continued to flush with cold water for a while, but felt that it was a waste of water, so he turned off the tap.
Before Lan Muzhou came down, she went upstairs to Lan Muzhou's room, and put her hand on his waist gently.
"Is there any medicine for burns?"
"There are two ointments, and I'm trying to see which one is better."
Lan Muzhou stood in front of the table, holding a rectangular paper box in one hand.
He clapped his hands on his waist.
"Is it enough for 15 minutes?"
As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Qi Mo.
But Qi Mo's gaze was falling on the draft pad next to him.
There are a few lines of scribbled writing on it.
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