"Song of the Seven Sons. ”

Listening to the song of the Seven Sons sung by more than 60 children, the old art seniors were extremely excited.

"Mo Bai, you wait for me. ”

I don't know why, maybe there are some emotions that can't be controlled, and one of the old men yelled on Weibo.

"Mr. Mo Bai, good, very good, I will personally come to the door and call you sir. ”

Another old man said in a voice of great anger.

"Old man, I'm over 80 years old, and I want to pay a visit to this legendary gentleman. ”

"And me, I'm going to go with a rattan. ”

"Rattan, how did I not think of it, together. ”

It is very inexplicable that "The Song of the Seven Sons" not only did not shame these people, but aroused their anger.

In a short period of time, a group of old men gathered again.

Looking at their appearance, it seems that they want to find Mo Bai in person and have a real PK.

"Holy, are these guys crazy?"

"Words can't compare to others, and songs can't compare to others, do you want to rely on the old and sell the old?"

"It seems that I still underestimate their faces, Dabai, hurry up and hide. ”

"Yes, these old men may have been stimulated by your "Song of the Seven Sons" and want to fight with you. ”

The sudden action startled a group of Bai Yutang fans.

Not only that, even if Mo Bai saw it, he was dumbfounded.

"Mr. Mo Bai, it's not good. ”

"Director Zheng, what's going on?"

"Li Debing, Li Lao, came to you with dozens of old artists, and it is said that he also brought rattan. ”

Director Zheng said in a low voice.

In this matter, he also broke out in a cold sweat, but he didn't expect that these good old-timers would go berserk.

But also, they have done art all their lives and made a lifetime of contributions to the country, which can be regarded as famous and admired by everyone. Unexpectedly, Mo Bai's song of the Seven Sons hit them to the ground. If you are a young person, you can't stand it.

"No, really. ”

Mo Bai burst into tears.

"yes, I don't know what's going on with them, they don't answer the phone, they don't say anything when they ask what's going on. You know, these old-timers are old, and sometimes they are like children. ”

"I know. ”

"So, Mr. Mo Bai, you still try not to meet with them. If you really meet, even if you are reasonable, you can't tell. ”

"Okay, don't worry, I'm hiding from them. ”

Mo Bai was also afraid for a while.

Nima, these guys are awesome.

Playing tricks to this realm, he is also convinced.

No matter how talented Mo Bai is, no matter how powerful he is, it is impossible to PK with these old-timers.

The best way for these people is to hide from them.

Hanging up Director Zheng's phone, Mo Bai said hello to Su Ting, and found a hotel by himself.

He planned to stay in the hotel for a few days to avoid the limelight.

It's just that I don't want to, even so, when Mo Bai wakes up the next day and prepares to go to the hotel for breakfast.

When I opened the door, I saw dozens of old men blocking Mo Bai's door.

"You ......"

Worse, Mo Bai was so frightened that he didn't lift his body.

"Don't mess around. ”

Although I don't know who these people are, I know that I know with my feet and heads, isn't this who those old artists are?

"Don't come here. ”

"Come here again, I'm going to call the police. ”

Cold sweat was so frightened by these guys that it kept coming out.

Although these old men are shameless, they are too old after all, and Mo Bai is really not good at PK with them.

Moreover, even if it is a real PK, dozens of old men rushed over, can Mo Bai still abolish them?

It's just that just when Mo Bai said loudly to call the police, Li Debing, who was the first to start, bowed to Mo Bai: "Mr. Mo Bai, don't get me wrong, we are here to apologize to you." ”

"Ah...... Apologize?"

Mo Bai was a little blindsided.

"Yes, it's an apology, Mr. Mo Bai, you are the real everyone, and we apologize for the challenge we gave you before. ”

Li Debing said very sincerely, but Mo Bai still had some of them in a trance.

"Then why didn't you say it on Weibo?"

"We said it. ”

"You told me to wait. ”

"That's right, Mr. Mo Bai, we just told you not to go anywhere, so we can apologize to you. I didn't expect that Mr. Mo Bai, you actually ran to the hotel in the past few days, and we used many methods to find you. ”

"I ......"

Mo Bai vomited blood a little: "You also said that you came to the door to call my husband in person." ”

"That's right, we're just calling you sir now. The level of Mr., I admire you incomparably, you are the Mr. in our eyes. ”

"That's fine. ”

Mo Bai blinked.

Even if he has always had too big a brain, there are some people who can't keep up with the rhythm of these old men.

"But you also brought rattan. ”

Truly.

It's really brought.

Not only Li Debing, but also some other old men, everyone had one or several rattans on them.

Subconsciously, Mo Bai picked up the quilt on the bed to do a good job of defense.

These old men can't trust too much, look at the rattan hidden behind them, there are thorns on it, this rattan is drawn......

"I'll ...... I dare not imagine. ”

Mo Bai shuddered with fright.

"Mr. Mo Bai, you misunderstood us again. ”

Seeing that Mo Bai had been on guard, Li Debing said again: "Mr. Mo Bai, we brought rattan to plead guilty to you. ”

"Huh?"

"Mr. Mo Bai, I know that this behavior of ours has frightened you, but we are sincere. ”

After speaking, Li Debing took the lead, and more than a dozen old men carried thorny rattans on their backs, bent down 90 degrees and bowed to Mo Bai: "I'm sorry, Mr. Mo Bai, I hope you can forgive us for our reckless behavior before." ”

"I'll ......"

It was only at this time that Mo Bai breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mom, these old men, they scared me to death. ”

patted his chest, Mo Bai gasped.

"Old-timers, you said it earlier. ”

Mo Bai put down the quilt.

"Alas...... Mr. Mo Bai, we also have some things that we can't put down, so we made this decision. ”

"Okay, don't let these guys blow up in the future. ”

Even if the matter is resolved, Mo Bai is afraid for a while when he thinks about it.

"No, no, Mr. Mo Bai, we promise not. ”

Li Debing said extremely respectfully.

"Mr. Mo Bai, you are a talented person, we can't even admire it. ”

"Yes, yes, Mr. Mo Bai, the "Song of the Seven Sons" you wrote is really amazing, I read it ten times in one breath yesterday, and every time I read it, I burst into tears. ”

"Mr. Mo Bai, can you share your creative experience with us?"

Old children, what is called old children.

At this time, they are.

Although Mo Bai was taken aback by them, seeing the sincerity in their hearts, Mo Bai was also very emotional.

Although these old-timers were quite stubborn before, I have to say that their character is not bad.

On the contrary, not only is it not bad, but in some places it is worthy of admiration.

Just like this time, more than a dozen old men came together to plead guilty, and if it were some other young people, I am afraid it would never be possible.

"Absolutely. ”

Mo Bai also replied sincerely: "However, it is too inconvenient to communicate here." Besides, you're all holding rattans, and I still feel a little scared. In case I don't speak well, you whip me over, and I'll go to whom? ”

"Hahaha, haha......"

Everyone looked at each other and laughed.

This laugh also wrote off the previous grievances of everyone.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Mo Bai is right, it's really not like we're still holding rattan. Those who know may not have any ideas, and those who don't know think that we are threatening Mr. Mo Bai with a whip. ”

"So we go to the conference room on the top floor of the hotel and we talk for the day. ”

"That's a good idea, I agree. ”

"I agree. ”