Chapter 367: I Can't Help It
The show has already detonated the Internet in the first few seconds, and by the end, the topic has exceeded 10 million.
As the biggest and most successful film work in China this year, "Boundless War" reappeared on the stage, and the two leading actors, the top of the two entertainment circles, cooperated again, how could it not explode?
What's more, whether it is the style of music, compilation or a series of accessories, this show is not hardcore, it is simply blown.
Especially the last treble of Yan Shen, which can be called a very classic and shocking breakthrough.
What netizens and fans don't know is that their faces are hoarse because they don't care about the sound regardless of all their strength.
Needless to say, it hurts, it's still the kind that can't be said at all.
Yun Bingyan now basically relies on random sign language to communicate, if you really want to express something, then take a pen and write.
After that, the Spring Festival Gala continued smoothly, and at 12:00 o'clock on New Year's Eve, Huadu was full of fireworks, Yun Bingyan and Mo Ziran were sitting in a private jet, and there was a deep sea of darkness below.
The private jet was very large, but there were not many people, so Tang Sheng followed back to Mo's.
Yun Bingyan hugged Mo Ziran's arm tightly with one hand, and kept writing with one hand, writing and crossing, and writing and writing, as if he was nervous when he saw the other party's parents for the first time.
Mo Ziran stretched out his hand and pulled out the pen, pressing Yun Bingyan's little head to his chest, "Be good, sleep first, don't think about it." ”
Yun Bingyan struggled.
Mo Ziran's voice was hoarse, "The bathroom behind here is very large, if you are energetic, you can try it." ”
The tips of Yun Bingyan's ears turned red instantly, and she opened her mouth slightly to bite, but she was afraid of something, so she closed her eyes and slept angrily.
After a flight of more than ten hours, the plane landed on a small airfield on a huge island.
This island is close to the waters of countries Y and F, and its territory belongs to the category of O continent, but it is not under the jurisdiction of any country.
The local time was more than eight hours slower than Huaguo, and it was still two or three o'clock in the morning.
Before getting off the plane, Yun Bingyan wrote a question.
[Is this the only one on this island?]
Mo Ziran shook his head, "There is another one far away, but because of the terrain, they don't interfere with each other." ”
When the hatch opened, well-trained bodyguards surrounded him, so respectful that they seemed to have no emotion.
It was the first time Yun Bingyan had seen such a ...... Interesting people, can't help but write in a notebook.
[They...... Is it a human or a robot?]
Mo Ziran glanced at it, his face was as usual, and his eyes were cold, "People." Better than a robot. ”
On the plane, Mo Ziran and Yun Bingyan had a little science about Mo's metamorphosis to ruthless management and cultivation methods, so Yun Bingyan was not too surprised, but he really saw such a person...... It's still a pity.
The bodyguard drove for half an hour and took them to a huge, technologically decorated villa.
Tang Sheng followed behind the two and looked at the villa, evoking a mocking smile.
Yun Bingyan writes.
[Mohist??]
Tang Sheng couldn't help but answer for Mo Ziran: "P." This can't even stick to the corners of Mo's. ”
Yun Bingyan lowered her eyes slightly, and she heard Mo Ziran interrupt, "Tang Sheng." ”
Tang Sheng wanted to say something, sighed, or complained, "Although they are not this section, at least there are many Chinese among those people, why don't you know what it means to be on the first day of the Lunar New Year today?"
Several bodyguards carried their luggage upstairs with expressionless faces.
Tang Sheng continued, "No wonder you don't want to go back here for a few years. . ”
Yun Bingyan was confused and didn't know what to do.
Mo Ziran ignored Tang Sheng and took Yun Bingyan back to the bedroom, "Take a rest, it's dawn in a few hours, and I'll take you to see my mother." ”
But until two hours passed when the two of them lay in bed, Yun Bingyan still didn't feel sleepy.
It's not that it's not jet lag, for an artist like her, time is completely chaotic.
She was a little uneasy.
Yun Bingyan reached out and took her mobile phone, swiped the screen, and saw Tang Sheng send her two WeChat messages.
[The head of the master's attack]: Bing Yanyan.
[The head of the master's attack]: [Poke it]
Yun Bingyan replied: Something?
[The head of the master's attack]: Ahhhh!!h
Yun Bingyan raised her eyebrows, what's wrong with this person.
[The head of the master's attack]: Mo Ziran is a member of the Mo family, you know. But do you know who he is?
Yun Bingyan waited for a while, but before she saw him send a message, she knew that he was selling Guanzi.
resisted the urge to beat people, and cooperated with him to slowly type: I don't know, say it quickly. Vomit.
Tang Sheng was satisfied, and instantly threw three words.
Yun Bingyan's pupils shrank.
Staring at the words on it, I didn't know how to say it for a long time.
The slender fingers gripped the edge of the phone, and pressed until the fingertips turned white, and then released it after a while.
On the screen of the mobile phone, so clear, three words.
[The head of the master's attack]: The heir.
Yun Bingyan really didn't know what words to type to reply to Tang Sheng.
I thought about it, waited and waited, and my brain crashed.
Later, it seemed that Tang Sheng sent a large paragraph of text.
Yun Bingyan didn't have time to take a closer look, and the phone was snatched away again.
Mo Ziran stretched out her long arm and hooked the little woman into her arms, with a slight force, and the position of the two of them went up and down.
"Looks like you really can't sleep. ”
Thinking of what Tang Sheng had just said, the corners of Mo Ziran's mouth raised slightly, and he followed suit.
"Come on baby, I can't help it. ”