Chapter 120: Scandal (3)

"No, to be precise, it's a scandal!" Nie Qing corrected seriously.

Mu Sheng pushed open the door of the apartment and asked as he walked, "So, what are you planning to do over there?"

Nie Qing just searched for the hot word "Mu Sheng" on Weibo, and found that there was a more interesting photo, Nie Qing squinted, why didn't Mu Sheng talk about it before?

"Didn't you ever be photographed at the train station with a handsome guy before?"

"The train station?" Mu Sheng was stunned for a moment, and then quickly remembered, "That is an ordinary friend." ”

"Really?" Nie Qing said a little meaningful, looking at the handsome guy's expression when he looked at Mu Sheng, with her experience of writing so many ** comic articles, this is definitely something!

Mu Sheng listened to those two words, and somehow, when he thought of Lin Zixuan's handsome face, he only felt that his face was a little hot, and he couldn't help but blurt out, "Yes! It's just that he said this in a bit of a panic, as if he was trying to hide something.

"Okay, got it, ordinary friend. A smile crossed Nie Qing's eyes, "So, can you ask your ordinary friend for a favor?"

"What's the hurry?" Mu Sheng was a little puzzled, but Nie Qing's next sentence froze her.

"I'm going to stir up a scandal with you. ”

Mu Sheng was so frightened that he stuttered, "Stir-fry, stir-fry the scandal?" and Lin Zixuan stir-fry the scandal? Mu Sheng swallowed his saliva, and somehow, his heart thumped.

"After all, it's not easy to find a photo of you who are close to the opposite sex!" Nie Qing raised his eyebrows, "All I can find is a photo of you working with Lan Xu, and a photo of you and that handsome guy being taken at the train station." Lan Xu's one is obviously not convincing enough!"

"Blame me!" Mu Sheng pursed his mouth, he didn't have contact with the opposite sex, isn't it a good thing?

How did it get to Nie Qing's mouth, but it was a bad thing?!

"Anyway, just talk to your regular friend and ask him if he's willing. Nie Qing urged on the other end of the phone, "If you really don't want to, I'll contact Yang Rong again." With that, he hung up the phone.

Mu Sheng was stunned for a few seconds, sat in the living room, hesitated for a while, and finally broadcast the call.

"Doodoo"

Soon, the call was picked up.

"Hey, Mu Sheng?" although it was an inquiry, it was in a somewhat confirmed tone.

"Well, it's me. Mu Sheng responded gently, listening to some noisy voices over there, and had a few hesitations, "Is it convenient for you to answer the phone now?"

Lin Zixuan glanced up at the several designers who were discussing the drawing in front of him, gestured, and pushed open the door of the conference room, "Convenient, is there anything wrong?"

Listening to the noise over there, it should have turned a place, Mu Sheng thought of what he was going to say later, and his face was slightly red.

"Well, when I went to interview for the French ambassador of tourism and culture last week, a newspaper in China scribbled and wrote me and the interviewer as a pair. Mu Sheng sorted out his language and quickly explained the situation.

"Written as a pair?" Lin Zixuan's face instantly cooled down at this time, his eyes were very dark, the hair on his forehead hung down, and the low air pressure around his whole body made several assistants passing by unable to bear to stay away.

Mu Sheng over there didn't notice that the mood of the person opposite was wrong, and continued, "Yes, you said it's not funny, Minister Judy is obviously a woman, how can we be a couple, hahaha!"

When the man heard this, his frowning brows instantly relaxed, and the coldness on his face quickly dissipated, and he murmured softly, "So that's the case." ”

But just now Mu Sheng's words, Lin Zixuan remembered it in his heart, and asked Zhang Qing to find out what happened.

And there was actually a French official involved, who should be able to help if necessary.

The girl was a little hesitant, with a few branches, "Because the domestic Internet is very messy, so"

The man did not have a trace of impatience, and listened silently to the delicate voice.

For a long time, the girl seemed to be sure if Lin Zixuan was listening, and asked uncertainly, "Mr. Lin?"

"I'm here. ”

"I want to ask, can you"

The man waited quietly for the girl's next sentence, and a thought suddenly rose in his heart, and a little anticipation suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Can you be my gossip boyfriend?"