Chapter 67: For the sake of your heart and soul...
/ Mo Baqian
"Hey, that's right, you told me last time that you can only tell me when you meet, what exactly is it?"
Lan Muzhou knelt to the side with his knee, and asked abruptly.
Qi Mo was surprised, "Do you still remember this?"
Mentioning this, she sighed softly.
Why did he still look at Lan Muzhou in a daze at that time?
She's not one for sex/seduction.
"How can I not remember, tell me quickly, what were you thinking at that time?"
Lan Muzhou raised his buttocks and sat next to Qi Mo, leaning his shoulders on Qi Mo.
He winked at the person, "You keep what you say."
Qi Mo doesn't mind telling him the answer with practical actions, but...
She glanced around.
The fashion industry is all about aesthetics, and this lounge is surrounded by clear glass.
The sound insulation is good, but every move inside and outside can be seen by each other.
"Not yet, I'll tell you when I get back."
"Go back? I said what are you hiding from me? It's not normal to keep procrastinating and procrastinating."
Lan Muzhou frowned, obviously dissatisfied.
He narrowed his eyes suspiciously, "You won't...find other wild men behind my back, right?"
But I thought in my heart: If such an excellent person as him is allowed to find someone else...
Definitely aesthetically abnormal.
"Speaking nonsense, in the past, the tongue would be cut off."
Qi Mo stretched out his index finger and middle finger, put it in front of Lan Muzhou, opened and closed several times like scissors.
Then he patted Lan Muzhou on the shoulder, stood up and said, "Let's go, change clothes."
"Hey, Qi Mo, you don't mean what you say." Lan Muzhou followed the steps, "Can you still have some credit?"
When they came to the door, Zhang Xiaowan just came back.
Zhang Xiaowan pushed open the door and walked into the lounge.
She smiled and asked, "You guys are going to change into the outfits for the afternoon shoot, why don't you go first, Mu Zhou, I want to have a private chat with Qi Mo."
Lan Muzhou took a step forward obliquely, standing in front of Qi Mo.
"What do you want to say, just say it now."
Zhang Xiaowan brushed the hair from her temples behind her ears, and stared at Qi Mo meaningfully for two seconds.
She patted Lan Muzhou's forearm, and said in a low voice: "I know you two have a CP, but I know you, Mu Zhou, and I know you are not gay, so I definitely don't mind. I just wanted to find Qi Mo It's just helping him, and he can't suffer... Don't you think so?"
A burst of anger surged up his forehead.
Lan Muzhou sneered, and looked condescendingly at the person in front of him, "Zhang Xiaowan, I don't care who you want to find, but no matter how dare you play Qi Mo's idea... I will never end with you."
When he said the last few words, he stretched out his hand and tapped his finger on Zhang Xiaowan's shoulder.
full of threats.
When did Lan Muzhou show such a gloomy expression? !
Zhang Xiaowan was a little frightened and swallowed.
I didn't expect Lan Muzhou's reaction to be so big, I knew it would be so...
Don't say that she has something to ask for, even if she doesn't have something, she shouldn't have something to provoke Lan Muzhou.
She immediately put on a smiling face, "What you said, Mu Zhou, I just want to talk to Qi Mo about the filming. If you want to hear it, let's go together."
Lan Muzhou twitched the corners of his mouth, but his tone was still strong, "We will go to the photographer for the shooting. You don't need to worry about it. You take care of yourself, it's better than anything else."
He turned around and grabbed Qi Mo's wrist, "Let's go."
Leaving the lounge, he was still angry.
"What are you talking about? I want to ask you to do something, but at the same time, I have such unreasonable thoughts about you. I am so mad."
Qi Mo comforted: "It's not worth being angry, don't you think it's fun to see her like this?"
Lan Muzhou pursed his lips, "It's kind of funny..."
But coveting their Qi Mo, of course he would be upset.
It seems good to see Lan Muzhou help with this kind of thing once in a while.
Qi Mo enjoyed it a little.
She patted Lan Muzhou on the shoulder, "Not to mention anything else, your expression just now has a bit of my authenticity."
Lan Muzhou gave her a white look, "Go, go, whoever is angry is not like that, as if I am your junior."
Qi Mo smiled softly and glanced back.
Just as Zhang Xiaowan came out of the lounge, she didn't dare to look at them, but avoided her sight and looked elsewhere.
Just don't look at them.
Qi Mo confirmed that there was no camera here, took out a coin from his pocket, and flicked his wrist.
The coin turned into a black shadow and instantly hit Zhang Xiaowan's ankle!
"ah!"
The sound of the coin bouncing and hitting the ground was covered by Zhang Xiaowan's exclamation.
She stepped on a 7 cm high stiletto, twisted her ankle and fell to the ground!
"Pfft!"
Several staff members pretended to be serious about this scene, and couldn't hold back their laughter.
This can fall on the ground, so why wear such high heels?
Being humiliated in front of the employees, Zhang Xiaowan was furious for a while.
She quickly glanced to the side, and immediately looked back after meeting Lan Muzhou's gaze.
Today is really unlucky!
She gritted her teeth and shouted in a low voice: "Why are you laughing, what are you still doing, why don't you give me a hand!"
"Oh, I'm sorry Miss Xiaowan."
"We were negligent."
Several staff members hurried forward.
Qi Mo's lips hooked lightly, and the marks were quickly smoothed away.
The magazine shoot in the afternoon went very well.
Qi Mo went back to the villa together, and flew back to the set early the next morning.
In the commercial vehicle.
Qin Yu'an sat in front, and suddenly turned around and knelt on the seat.
He asked, "Brother Zhou, is your birthday party coming soon?"
Lan Muzhou nodded, "Well, the fan club has drawn a lottery yesterday, and is collecting the list of winners and addresses. After the statistics are completed, my agency will send out the tickets and small gift boxes."
"Wow, did Brother Zhou prepare a gift box? So hardworking!"
"Can we have a gift, Zhouzhou?"
"It looks like it will be quite lively then, shall we go together?"
Chatting in the car.
Qi Mo knew that on the day of Lan Muzhou's Gregorian birthday, there would be a birthday party, through the screening and lottery of the fan club, tickets would be distributed to 300 fans, and they would celebrate their birthday together.
Hearing the phrase "the fan club has drawn a lottery", she quickly opened Weibo and changed to the account of MOMO.
Recently, she has been spending all day on the set. She is not filming every day, but researching industry data, company financial reports, learning English and so on. The daily workload is very heavy, and she has not been online for a while.
As soon as I logged in, I saw a lot of comments and private messages.
[Momo boss is very busy recently, he has not been online for a while]
[The boss is so arrogant, he must be very busy at work, you should have a good rest! 】
[Woooooo ERA has released a single, have you listened to it, I think it sounds good! 】
【As long as MOMO boss doesn’t quit the circle, it’s fine [tears]】
Qi Mo paused as he glanced over the word "single".
Buying a single on a music platform can be gifted to others through a link.
Many fans will buy tens or hundreds of copies and give them away for free on social platforms such as Weibo and Moments, in order to accumulate popularity and let more people hear this song.
As a "Lan Muzhou local tyrant fan", she was busy when the single was released, so she forgot about it.
It hasn't been long since the single was released, and it's not too late.
It cost 5 yuan a piece, and Qi Mo bought 50,000 in one go.
Take a screenshot and post the link on Weibo, saying that everyone can move the link to other places as a gift.
When placing an order to buy, she inexplicably thought of those trolls and shoppers.
It's really okay to sell yourself grass.
She smiled and shook her head.
Lan Muzhou suddenly moved closer to her, "What are you laughing at?"
Qi Mo reacted very quickly, and avoided him with a flick of his wrist.
"It's not a good habit to peek at other people's mobile phones."
"Tch, you are not someone else." Lan Muzhou retracted his head, "Stingy."
He admitted that looking at other people's mobile phones is not good.
But Qi Mo hid it like this... mysteriously.
I'm afraid it's not a good thing either.
After MOMO's Weibo was released, it was immediately forwarded frantically.
[Fuck, the boss is finally online! 】
[Thank you big brother! I sent the link to my circle of friends, and I will guide you to Weibo! 】
[MOMO boss is still as proud as ever! 】
Qi Mo didn't read the comments much, and instead went through the private messages, and sure enough, she saw that the support team had sent her a lot of private messages.
There are daily greetings to her in the front, and the last few are about Lan Muzhou's birthday party.
[Big Brother MOMO, you spend the most money among all fans! 】
[I left a ticket for Zhou Zhou's birthday party for the boss]
[The location is in the middle, can you give me an address conveniently? 】
[If the address at home is not convenient, the company or a nearby courier collection point are fine]
The best seat was specially reserved for her, but she couldn't go either.
Qi Mo stared at the screen for a few seconds before exiting the conversation.
After retweeting Qi Mo's Weibo, the fans quickly went to chat in the group.
[@MOMO ah ah ah the boss is finally online! 】
[Wow, boss MOMO is here! 】
[Thank you big brother for buying so many more singles, so that more people can hear Zhou Zhou's songs! 】
[Boss, big brother, you will definitely go to this birthday party! 】
【Finally I can see the real face of the boss, she must be a beautiful sister 555】
[I also won the vote! Looking forward to seeing you guys! 】
Everyone was very enthusiastic, and the news in the group spread quickly.
Qi Mo thought for a moment, and instead of speaking in the group, he posted another Weibo.
MOMO: I won't go to Zhou Zhou's birthday party. Thanks to @蓝牧舟护会 for the tickets, I will do a round of lucky draw. The requirements are the same as those of the support club lottery, and one more thing is added: coordinate the imperial capital. @微博赛赛中心.
As soon as this Weibo was posted, it became even more explosive than the previous ones, gaining more fans at once.
【What? ? Why don't you go! 】
[Ahhh why! What a rare opportunity, sir! 】
[I really want to meet the boss! 】
It is very difficult for ordinary fans to meet an artist once, not to mention that this is a very meaningful 20th birthday party. It is a special party where you can get close to each other, watch performances live, and play games with Lan Muzhou himself!
Brokerage companies have to support big fans like MOMO.
Why don't you want to go to the birthday party?
Could it be... MOMO is a big boss, do you have any important business to discuss?
Persuasion by fans, reposting and reposting.
The news in the group has never stopped.
Qi Mo registered information on the @微博赛赛平台.
A die-hard fan will always pay attention to the trend, so she chose to draw a lottery at 12 o'clock that night and did not reserve too much time.
Just two seconds after Lan Muzhou swiped Weibo, he saw that his rich fan MOMO spent 250,000 yuan to buy a single.
This fan named MOMO is spending so much money in one go.
He has memorized this ID since the second father, and often sees MOMO throwing money.
Even if he airborne the fan group and told everyone that there is no need to spend money, it would still be thunderous.
I feel a little happy and proud, but more, I want to chat with MOMO.
Coming to the entertainment industry, he really just likes to sing and dance, not to make money.
If he wants to make sales look good, he can make a lot of money with just a little pocket money. There is really no need to use the hard-earned money of the fans themselves or their family members.
I just wanted the staff of the team to contact MOMO, but saw that MOMO posted another Weibo.
Forwarded the ticket of his birthday party to the lucky draw :)
Lan Muzhou:? ? ?
It's the MOMO that cost millions.
Without further ado... did you give away this lottery ticket? ?
Why don't you want to come to the birthday party?
Is it to like him or not to like him?
He couldn't figure it out.
I couldn't help but moved closer to Qi Mo and asked, "Qi Mo, tell me, if you have a fan, she spends millions of dollars on you, but she doesn't want to come to your birthday party. What kind of mentality is this?"
Qi Mo was slightly taken aback, and quickly suppressed his smile.
With a light cough, she said solemnly: "Maybe he is a big boss and has important business to discuss."
She reached out and dragged Lan Muzhou's chin with her index finger, lifting his face a little.
"Perhaps... the big boss wants to throw money at you and coax you home?"
Lan Muzhou's ears were stained pink, and he gently pushed Qi Mo's hand away.
He glanced away, and whispered: "What are you talking about, don't make such jokes."
He was a little upset that Qi Mo said so about his fans, and said so ambiguously between him and the fans.
But he didn't want to have conflicts with Qi Mo either.
So he didn't say much, just reminded in a deep voice, "I don't like it when you say that."
Think about it, if you don't know that she is MOMO, it's really not good to say so.
Qi Mo nodded, "Sorry, I won't say that next time."
Lan Muzhou is a very inquisitive person.
After dinner in the villa, he knocked on Qi Mo's door.
"Enter." Qi Mo looked towards the door, and the blue signature pen was flying between his slender fingers.
There was no overhead light in the room, only the desk lamp.
The desk is bright.
Lan Muzhou closed the door and came to the desk.
At a glance, I saw professional books spread out on the table.
Between the black words, a lot of content was marked with a blue signature pen.
He was slightly startled, "I didn't expect you to be reading a book, I'm sorry to disturb you."
After finally having a break, I thought Qi Mo would watch dramas or something.
Unexpectedly... so hard.
Qi Mo put the pen cap on and put the signature pen on the table.
She crossed her legs and said with a smile: "It's okay, I combine work and rest, what do you want to say?"
"It's just... what were you thinking during the video that day."
Lan Muzhou really felt uncomfortable if he didn't ask for an answer.
His expression is very serious.
"I don't mean anything else, I just hope you don't hide anything from me."
One can tell at a glance that Lan Muzhou is thinking in a complicated direction.
Qi Mo let out a long sigh.
Standing up, put your hands on the shoulders of the person in front of you.
"Since you want to know so much..."
Lan Muzhou frowned, feeling that the matter was not simple.
With a soft voice on purpose, he said, "If you have anything to say, just talk to me."
"Okay, then I'll tell you straight."
With an obvious smile in his eyes, Qi Mo moved his head forward with lightning speed.
Kissed the corner of the lips of the person in front of him lightly.
"???"
Lan Muzhou immediately shrank back.
Good guy, they kissed him to cover it up.
How serious is this?
He frowned, "Qi Mo, let's be serious, don't try to divert my attention like this."
If Qi Mo encounters something difficult, he can help solve it together.
"Just now... that's what I was thinking at the time."
Qi Mo let out a chuckle, putting his hands on Lan Muzhou's thin waist.
She doesn't think she is a person who will be seduced by "beauty".
But Lan Muzhou can do it.
Lan Muzhou felt puzzled, his cheeks were slightly hot.
Then he pursed his lips, holding back a shy and proud smile.
Who told him that he was too charming.
He shook his head and "tsk tut" twice, "That's fine, you must be embarrassed to say such a thing, so I don't blame you for covering it up."
His eyes fell on the thin lips in front of him, and his Adam's apple slipped.
"Ahem, for the sake of your heart and soul, I can barely..."
Lan Muzhou's ears were red, his eyes were slightly closed.
The soft thin lips moved forward.
For the first time, he opened his mouth actively, and licked it carefully.
Qi Mo could see his eyelashes trembling slightly, and could feel their heartbeats intertwined.
Even so, she still just kissed his lips lightly.
No depth at all.
Retracting his head in dissatisfaction, Lan Muzhou's eyes wandered wildly.
She was embarrassed to look at Qi Mo, but wanted to stare at Qi Mo fiercely.
Isn't this the same as rejecting him!
Grinding his teeth, he muttered, "Why don't you..."
"Aren't you afraid that you will feel uncomfortable?"
Qi Mo messed up his short hair.
"What's wrong with me...!"
In the middle of speaking, Lan Muzhou choked suddenly.
Immediately afterwards, his face flushed red.
Gan.
He had a feeling last time, so he won't be discovered, right?
He also deliberately stayed away from Qi Mo.
how come...
How was it discovered? ? ?
"It's not...you..."
He opened his mouth and shut it again.
After holding back for a few seconds, he finally said viciously, "Read your book quickly! I'll get the draft book."
Pressing Qi Mo on the chair with both hands, he turned his head and walked out the door.
He leaned against the door and took several deep breaths.
It's not a big deal if you don't mention it too much, and it's easy to get distracted when you mention it.
After calming down, he took the draft and returned to Qi Mo's room.
"I want to play some quiet songs, don't you mind?"
Qi Mo responded, "It's okay, let it go."
Cohen's ditties soon filled the room.
The voice is low and slow like a whisper.
The two of them were in the same room, doing their own things.
They will not disturb each other, and they know that they are accompanied by each other.
Quiet and beautiful.
After an unknown amount of time, Lan Muzhou yawned.
Looking up at the watch, it will be twelve o'clock soon.
"Qi Mo..."
He looked at Qi Mo and paused slightly.
Qi Mo was already leaning against the table, his eyes closed.
Exhale and inhale, very calm.
Looking at her so closely, one can see that she has faint dark circles under her eyes.
It turned out that Qi Mo would sometimes fall asleep from exhaustion.
In the crew, she must be studying so hard every day.
Apart from filming, I plan for future company affairs.
Lan Muzhou felt a little distressed.
He got up quietly, trying to hug Qi Mo back to the bed.
He reached out and wrapped his arms around Qi Mo's waist, but he didn't use much force.
The phone on the table vibrated and the screen lit up.
He didn't pay much attention, just glanced subconsciously.
【Weibo Lucky Draw Center...】