According to the general situation, when Huang Guolun asks Mu Chunmei to sing, he will go to the company's singing practice room or recording studio.

With a heavy mood today, Huang Guolun was too lazy to move, so he asked Mu Chunmei to come to his house to practice singing.

He didn't even take the initiative to pick up Mu Chunmei, but left an address for Mu Chunmei and asked Mu Chunmei to take a taxi by herself.

Such an abnormal behavior made Mu Chunmei feel strange.

But since Huang Guolun asked for this, Mu Chunmei had nothing to be pretentious about, so she could only wear a mask and sunglasses, and take a taxi to Zixing Mansion in full gear.

On the way, Mu Chunmei's heart went up and down, worried that Huang Guolun would ask her to come to the house, afraid that she wanted to do something else.

Although the two have had the experience of drinking and chatting at night before, and more than once, it was at the company or other public places.

Mu Chunmei has never been to Huang Guolun's house, and Huang Guolun has never been to her house.

Home is a very private place.

It's not a big deal for friends to go to the house to hang out, it's sparse and ordinary.

But between Mu Chunmei and Huang Guolun, it's not just a friend.

Mu Chunmei has been hanging a thread for the two of them in her heart. She knew that one day, the two of them would cross the line of friendship and jump into another relationship.

But for her own reasons, she hoped that this time would be later, so that she could enjoy the feeling of security held in the palm of her hand by a trusted male friend.

If Huang Guolun's feelings about her change after crossing that line, and it affects the musical cooperation between them, it will be too much for Mu Chunmei to lose.

She didn't want to see that happen, at least not yet.

Come to Huang Guolun's house today, don't let anything happen.

On the way, Mu Chunmei has been nervous about this matter.

When she arrived at the door of Huang Guolun's house, Cui Xiaoli enthusiastically opened the door for Mu Chunmei, and Mu Chunmei's hanging heart was put down.

It turned out that it wasn't her and Huang Guolun alone today, but Mr. Huang's life assistant Cui Xiaoli was also there!

She was relieved.

After Cui Xiaoli invited Mu Chunmei into the door, she secretly said to Mu Chunmei in the entrance: "Sister, Teacher Huang is not in a good mood today, you can help persuade me." ”

Mu Chunmei was stunned, took off her mask and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Cui Xiaoli frowned and said bitterly: "I don't know what's wrong, he said that he didn't sleep well at noon, but it definitely wasn't because of this." This whole afternoon, others have no energy, and the mood is very depressed. ”

Mu Chunmei nodded knowingly, knowing in her heart that Teacher Huang was in a bad mood, no wonder today's actions were so abnormal.

As Cui Xiaoli came to the spacious and bright lobby full of life in Huang Guolun's house, she saw another girl with big breasts serving fruit to Huang Guolun.

Mu Chunmei hadn't seen this girl before, and she didn't know that she was Yang Xiaoying who liked to stay at home.

When Mu Chunmei saw the two of them, Huang Guolun was sitting on the sofa in a daze.

Yang Xiaoying handed Huang Guolun a plate of cut mangoes and asked him, "Teacher Huang, can you eat some mangoes to moisten your throat?"

Huang Guolun waved his hand in no mood and asked Yang Xiaoying to take the mango away, this fruit will not moisten the throat, but will increase the acidic mucous membrane on the vocal cords and affect the vocalization.

"Teacher Huang, Sister Mu is here!"

Cui Xiaoli screamed happily at Huang Guolun like a lark.

Turning his head, he saw Mu Chunmei wearing a very plain white shirt, a pair of low-key gray linen trousers, and a linen bag on her back.

"You're fast enough, put down the phone and take a taxi. ”

"No, I took care of my mother before I came, and our house is not far away. ”

Mu Chunmei put the sunglasses back in her bag, gave them to Cui Xiaoli, who had been helping her put her bag, and came to Huang Guolun lightly.

Cui Xiaoli took Yang Xiaoying back to the room of the two of them with great discernment.

Before leaving, he also said to Huang Guolun: "Teacher Huang, Sakura and I won't bother you and Sister Mu to practice singing, you can call us if you need anything." ”

"Okay, rest and go. ”

Huang Guolun waved his hand at the two girls and asked the two girls to go back to the room.

Then he said to Mu Chunmei: "You sit, I'll pour you a cup of herbal tea to moisten your throat first." ”

"Good. ”

When Mu Chunmei sat down and Huang Guolun went to help her prepare tea, she looked around at Huang Guolun, a luxurious but very low-key home with a very lively atmosphere, not only with a trace of emotion.

To say, the Olympic Village where she lives can be regarded as a mid-to-high-end residence in the capital. But it's a pity that it's small, and a living room in Huang Guolun's house is about to top her whole house.

I have always heard that Mr. Huang is a very low-key rich second generation, but Mu Chunmei usually doesn't think Huang Guolun is very proud, until this moment, after seeing Huang Guolun's mansion and hearing that there is a high-end recording studio in such a mansion, Mu Chunmei really felt the trench behind Huang Guolun.

Huang Guolun came back with two cups of throat-moistening monk fruit wood herbal tea, and asked Mu Chunmei: "How is Auntie's health, has she recovered?"

"My mother is almost fine, she doesn't have a fever anymore, but her body is still a little weak, her physique is not good, and she has to take care of it slowly. ”

Taking the herbal tea handed over by Huang Guolun, Mu Chunmei said again: "By the way, my mother also asked me to bring a message, saying thank you Brother Kun and Xiaobo, thanks to the help of the two of them before, otherwise I don't know how to get it." ”

"What's the point of thanks, it's all right to do a favor among friends. When I'm free, I'll go see my aunt too. Huang Guolun said and sat on the other end of the sofa, posing as if he wanted to chat with Mu Chunmei for a while.

Mu Chunmei didn't really want to talk to Huang Guolun, but as soon as she got in touch with her, she found that Huang Guolun's mood today was indeed a little low, and he felt that others were very tired.

Instead, he cared about Huang Guolun: "Listen to Xiaoli, you didn't sleep well at noon? Didn't you sleep well last night? Isn't it good that you sent me the results of the physical examination this morning, what's wrong, something troublesome?"

Huang Guolun definitely couldn't talk to Mu Chunmei about his worries, so he could only say: "There's nothing to worry about, it's just a little tired." ”

Mu Chunmei joked: "You won't go online to read comments, right? There are many people on the Internet talking about us, are you angry?"

"I don't have that much to spare. Huang Guolun smiled faintly, his eyes moved, and asked Mu Chunmei: "Did you go to brush?"

"I just took a brief look, and now there are indeed a lot of doubts on the Internet, all saying that the two of us won the second phase of the shady scene. ”

"They can say whatever they like, don't take this kind of thing to heart. As a public figure, you have to say it to others, and if others don't talk about you, it seems that you are not popular enough. The more you talk, the more you get noticed. ”

"I understand, but it's not good to be questioned all the time. Director Zhou called me and said this, and they hope that we can have a more brilliant performance next week. ”

It can be seen that Huang Guolun doesn't want to talk about it, so Mu Chunmei simply chatted with Huang Guolun about music.

Then the two exchanged opinions and saw how they would play next week.

Since the X mentor who will come next week is Zheng Jun, Mu Chunmei is also a little worried that Huang Guolun will not be able to show his full strength when he sings Zheng Jun's songs, after all, he is not Zheng Jun's cool iron voice with obvious metallic permeability. So she volunteered to challenge Zheng Jun, and she suggested that Huang Guolun challenge Chen Yixun, a super mountain.

After thinking about it for a while, Huang Guolun decided that he still wanted to try Zheng Jun's songs, and he didn't want to miss this opportunity to PK with Zheng Jun.

After all, they are all people in the rock circle, Lao Huang admires Zheng Jun very much, although Zheng Jun's voice is far less brave than it was back then, but when Zheng Jun was the most popular, that metal iron voice, like Dou Wei, was a mess.

Lao Huang also likes Zheng Jun's works, and he likes many songs.

His current mood of urgently needing to be released is also very suitable for shouting Zheng Jun's songs, so he took Mu Chunmei to the recording studio at home, ready to roar Zheng Jun's works on the spot.

"I heard you say you have a recording studio at home, and I thought you were joking. ”

As Huang Guolun entered the recording studio, Mu Chunmei was slightly surprised to see that Huang Guolun's recording studio was so professional, not worse than the company, but more upscale.

"What a joke am I kidding. A lot of my songs are made in this studio. This recording studio was a gift from my wife when she renovated this house, and it was a surprise. ”

Huang Guolun spoke openly and honestly, and while talking, he was cleaning up the tomb robbery that Yang Xiaoying left in the recording studio.

Huang Guolun knew that Yang Xiaoying liked to come to his recording studio because he had a particularly comfortable massage sofa in the recording studio.

Yang Xiaoying was seen by Huang Guolun when she secretly massaged on this sofa before, and Huang Guolun felt very sorry for this little girl at that time.

Orphans like them were adopted by sanatoriums at a very young age, and then they were trained to be "subordinates" who served others.

They don't have families to take care of them like ordinary children, and they don't even experience the warmth of family.

When they are sensible, they are indoctrinated to take care of others all the time, and then they neglect themselves.

Usually always taken care of by these two little girls, always massaged by them, Huang Guolun is used to it, and feels that this is what they should do.

But at that time, seeing Yang Xiaoying lying on the massage chair with her eyes closed and enjoying the massage of the machine, Huang Guolun's heart was really sour, and then he thought that they were actually human beings and also needed to be taken care of and comforted.

So from that day on, Huang Guolun opened his private recording studio to Yang Xiaoying and Cui Xiaoli, the two girls came in directly to listen to music if they wanted to listen to music, and when they were tired and wanted to massage, they came to sit in the massage chair. Yang Xiaoying likes to massage while reading a book, so come in and do it.

In this way, the outside of this recording studio has become a warm nest for Yang Xiaoying.

When she is home alone, she will sit here and listen to Huang Guolun's songs when she has nothing to do, and sometimes she will listen to some scary music to increase the atmosphere.

Many times, Yang Xiaoying will leave what she hasn't finished watching in the recording studio, Huang Guolun has long been surprised, just as Yang Xiaoying is his own child, every time she comes in, he will help her clean up simply.

Mu Chunmei saw that Huang Guolun had put away a few copies of tomb robbing, and said in surprise: "You also like to watch tomb robbing?

"I haven't seen it. Huang Guolun smiled: "This is not what I watched, it was watched by the little girl in my house." ”

Mu Chunmei asked: "The girl who is with Xiaoli? Hey, who is that, you didn't introduce me just now, she is your relative?"

"It's not. Her name is Yang Xiaoying, and like Xiaoli, she is my medical assistant. When I was seriously ill, these two little girls took care of me, and when I was discharged from the hospital, I brought them out so that they could provide me with medical care at any time. ”

"I see. Mu Chunmei nodded understandingly, she actually wanted to know what kind of illness Huang Guolun had, how could it have disappeared for so long? However, Huang Guolun didn't say it himself, and Mu Chunmei didn't have much to ask.

However, Huang Guolun has a wife, Mu Chunmei knows that when the two of them had a long talk, Huang Guolun talked about his family affairs - he has a wife and children, but his wife has died, he has come alone for so many years, and the child always wants him to find a new mother, but he can't find it, and he is quite worried about this matter.

When she was looking around Huang Guolun's house just now, Mu Chunmei saw a photo of Chen Jia, which was a woman with very bright eyes, which was unforgettable.

In terms of pure appearance, Mu Chunmei has the confidence to defeat any woman in the world. However, after seeing Chen Jia's photos, she still had a feeling of envy.

She could think that this woman must be an extraordinary woman, in addition to her good looks, she must have many other outstanding features, otherwise how could she make Teacher Huang miss her for so long.

At that moment, Mu Chunmei really wanted to have such a charm.

But unfortunately, the inferiority complex in her heart and the very sad experience in the past have made her lose the confidence that she can possess everything in terms of men and women.

In this regard, she no longer dared to hope for anything.

Let it be.

What should come will come eventually, whether it is heaven or hell, there is no escape.

Before that, she wants to cherish the good music time with Huang Guolun as much as possible.

After Huang Guolun cleaned up the recording studio briefly, he sat down in front of the keyboard and asked Mu Chunmei: "How is your voice now, why don't you try the song first?" ”

Mu Chunmei came to Huang Guolun's side and said happily: "Okay, then I'll sing first and open my voice." ”

The blue sky that Mu Chunmei talked about must be the classic song of Ah Mei.

The two of them discussed before, if Huang Guolun challenged Zheng Jun, then Mu Chunmei would definitely challenge Zhang Huimei to explode her full strength.

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