Confession of something is naturally not a thing, and I am ashamed to have such thoughts. But Mo Yijiu said that he is also a person now, so what the hell is the little white face in the mouth of the group of bear fans on Weibo? She didn't dare to ask, after all, although some exchanges about * can indeed bring the relationship closer, but excessive listening will only make people defensive and become an obstacle to the development of friendship, especially in the face of a star who needs to keep some secrets.

The two discuss their upcoming solo show.

Mo Yijiu naturally sings, singing the most familiar Chinese songs to mainland audiences, although she herself does not like it so much, and she sings it dozens of times and hundreds of times, and she is a little more bored.

I can't understand: "If you don't like it, why put it on the record?"

Mo Yijiu said: "Singer, it's the scenery in front of the stage, in fact, there is no initiative, especially when you are young, all of them are arranged by the company, and the company thinks that it is good for you to do this, even if you don't like it, you have to do it." ”

"It seems that there are difficulties in each line. Zeng Jinjin sighed: "I really didn't expect that Sister Yi's coffee position can't be said by herself." ”

"That's not it...... Now, I have a little more initiative...... You see...... That's just a fingernail cover. ”

I felt that I had been fooled, how many fingernails were covered......

Mo Yijiu continued: "In fact, a song can be liked and remembered by so many people, not only the person who sings, but also the lyrics, arrangement, production, publicity, and packaging, which are all very important factors. The singer's preference has nothing to do with the popularity of a song, if you like it, you can sing it well, and if you don't like it, you can't sing it well, this kind of is not a professional singer. So if I bring it up and say, no, I don't like this song, I don't want to sing it, I don't want to put it on the album, it's disrespectful to the other people working behind the scenes, unless I have a good reason to tell them that the song isn't appropriate. However, I don't fight when I'm a newcomer, otherwise others will think that this newcomer doesn't understand anything and it's so difficult, so it's good to give others a chance. ”

Zeng Jinjin covered his mouth and snickered: "I think it's so funny when I think of your obedient appearance." ”

Mo Yijiu kicked the soles of his feet hard: "You dare to laugh at me!"

Zeng Jinjin froze his expression: "I didn't laugh, really." Ah, by the way, I don't think you should sing that song if you don't like it. Anyway, no matter which song you sing, the reaction will be the same, because they haven't heard it, so you might as well sing what you like. ”

Mo Yijiu rolled his eyes and looked defeated: "What the hell, although what you said makes sense, I feel so frustrated when I hear you say this...... Have you been sent by Heaven to stimulate me?"

"No, I haven't received such a task......" Zeng Jinjin climbed onto Mo Yijiu's bed, hugged her arm and flattered: "Oh, Sister Yi, don't be angry, I'll just talk about things." I think many people here may not even have a TV installed, a group of old people and children, either mountain songs, and what else, it is estimated that the children are where the spring is, the old people are familiar with the kind of red sun rising in the east, and they don't have a chance to hear your songs. By the way, I'm going to do a solo dance of the Red Detachment of Women. ”

"Ah, the Red Women's Army, what did it come from?" Mo Yijiu didn't understand why the topic suddenly jumped to this Red Women's Army.

"I'll show you a picture. Zeng Jinjin picked up the mobile phone, and the 2G traffic signal appeared again, taking advantage of this wave to quickly search for the picture of the Red Women's Army: "Look, that's it." ”

Mo Yijiu looked at Zeng Jin, and then looked at the photos of various appearances of military actresses on the mobile phone screen, if he turned this face into the face of Zeng Jin...... It's really unimaginable. She noticed the straight toes of the actress in the picture, and wondered, "Ballet, aren't you a modern dancer?"

"Modern dance is developed from ballet, you have to learn ballet to lay the foundation, and I have rehearsed this play in middle school, so it should be no problem to prepare for it in the past few days. Even if the performance is bad, hehe, I'm not a professional ballet dancer anyway. ”

"You're so cunning, or I'm dancing, I'm not even a dancer anyway. ”

Zeng Jinjin knew that Mo Yijiu's words were definitely a joke, and he was also happy to tease her: "Sister Yi, please don't rob me of my job, okay?"

Mo Yijiu couldn't help laughing, turned his back, pointed to his shoulder, and said proudly: "Take out the attitude of begging people." ”

Zeng Jinjin immediately went up to pinch Mo Yijiu's shoulders, and he was lighter and more intimate here and there. Ren Zhen went to take a bath after preparing for class, got through the corridor between the two single beds, and saw the interaction between Zeng Jinjin and Mo Yijiu, and couldn't help but say: "You guys had a good time." ”

Zeng Jin raised his eyes and looked at Ren Zhen, and said in Mo Yijiu's ear without lowering his voice at all: "Sister Zhen is jealous that I will massage you, Sister Yi, do you want to give her a chance to get in touch with you?"

Ren Zhen was speechless, he couldn't underestimate his ability to talk nonsense, so hurry up and take a shower.

Mo Yijiu ruthlessly exposed: "Comrade Zeng and Jin, do you want to be lazy?"

The next morning, the program team came knocking on the door. Originally, Mo Yijiu and Zeng Jin thought that they didn't have to go to school on Monday because there was no music class. But the program team said that on the first day, they would introduce students to all the new teachers, so they still had to go without classes.

Mo Yijiu seems to have gotten used to being called up early in the morning, and he doesn't have a black face, but he is not in good spirits. The village chief came to invite the teacher to his house for breakfast, a pot of white porridge, with some side dishes, very simple, but delicious. Ding Zhengyang and Chai Jun had already gone out to buy vegetables, and the remaining six people ate with the village chief's family of four, in addition to the village chief himself and his granddaughter Liu Hong, as well as the village chief's wife and daughter-in-law. Asked where Liu Hong's father was, she was proud, saying that her father was doing business in a big city, and told her to study hard and take the university entrance examination in the city in the future.

At the dinner table, Mo Yijiu asked Xin Haoge again if he knew about the show, Xin Haoge swallowed the porridge in his mouth, wiped his mouth and said: "Last night, we spent a night, and we were troubled by Ding Zhengyang's guy, he said that he couldn't sing or dance, and he couldn't walk a model to perform, so he insisted on telling me a cross talk." I found him a cross talk, and he thought the words were too long to memorize, I said I'll tease you, back and forth is "heh", "right", "yes", "great", "like words", how easy, he thinks it's too unremarkable, and he wants the whole sketch, just the fighter in the white cloud black soil that lays eggs and roosters, oh yes, say that it's more smooth. ”

Mo Yijiu and Zeng Jin don't know about the sketch, they haven't seen it, and they are confused.

Shen Kexin continued: "Then who plays Baiyun and who plays Black Earth?"

"He is white clouds, I am black soil. ”

"Teacher Ding wants to fight back with the old lady, hahaha!"

Xin Haoge said: "His acting is not a reversal." Isn't there still a herd of characters in it, forcing Xiao Chai to act, he was quite serious and memorized the words all night. ”

"Hahaha, he must have never seen that sketch, and he definitely can't hold it. So what other programs do you have? Fifteen of them. ”

Xin Haoge thought for a while and said, "Don't worry about the quantity, if it's not enough, let Mo Datian take Tang Yuan to a concert." ”

"Poof!!"

"Poof!!"

The two named squirted at the same time.

Mo Yijiu pointed at Xin Haoge: "You are really...... It's shameless. ”

At 7:20, Ding Zhengyang and Chai Junshi came back with ingredients, eighteen eggs, eighteen tomatoes, ten large potatoes, and spices such as green onions, ginger, peppers, etc. The eight of them converged, and Liu Hong, the granddaughter of the village chief, led them to school. I don't know if the news was released in advance, but there were many students waiting in front of the village chief's house, as if they were planning to go to school with them.

The school is halfway up the mountainside, bypassing a few acres of farmland, and you have to walk for ten minutes on a mountain road. A few students were curious, so they looked for Tang Yuan, who looked the youngest, and asked, "Are you new substitute teachers?"

Tang Yuan replied: "Yes, your teacher Gao is not here this week, and the class is taught by eight of us." ”

The student pointed to the cameramen and asked, "So what do they do?"

Ding Zhengyang went over and said: "If you don't listen carefully in class, they will use that machine to take pictures of you, and then students and teachers all over the country will know, oh, the students in this school are not attentive at all." ”

The students were frightened, so they quickly moved away from the cameras, and ran to Zeng Jinjin and asked, "Where are you from?" Our teacher Gao is from the city, are you from the city?"

Zeng Jin asked rhetorically, "What do you think?"

The students gossiped, "I think you're from the city, and you're so good-looking." ”

Zeng Jinjin said: "You can be so good-looking when you grow up, the boys are all handsome guys, and the girls are all little beauties." ”

The students gathered around and laughed, not forgetting the previous question: "Are you from the city?"

Mo Yijiu shook his head and smiled: "We are not from the city, and the Mandarin you speak to me is not standard." ”

"If Mandarin is not standard, you are not from the city?"

A student thought for a while, pointed to Zeng Jinjin and said, "Then her Mandarin standard, is she from the city?"

Zeng Jinjin waved his hand: "I'm not from the city, and the people in the city are too good at playing." ”