The hall was quiet, and all eyes were focused on Chen Mo.

Some people look at his dark and ordinary face, some look at the patches on his pants, and some look at the canvas sneakers at his feet.

The seven girls of the Zhuo family have always been the spokesperson of rebellion, and today undoubtedly made everyone fall through the glasses again - the kid she brought was like a helper who had just finished his work in the back kitchen, and he actually sat in the banquet in a grand manner, although the process of dialogue between the father and son of the Liang family and him was short, but the guests who were close still heard a lot of information.

What kind of way is he? Even Luo Lao couldn't help but wonder and asked about the glamorous boss lady around him. Lin Qingying just shook his head, thoughtfully picked up the goblet, and left a lip print on the rim of the glass.

"Isn't it the security guard in your store, how could you not know the details?" Luo Lao is only this vixen and is lying to himself.

"I pay him a salary of 800 yuan a month, do you think he will sell me even his life?" Lin Qingying asked lightly.

Chen Mo's clothes have always been washed by his sister, sometimes he bumped and touched outside, and when the little girl saw the worn places on her clothes and pants, she would always take out her own sewing kit, sew it and then send it to the boys' building.

Laughing or not, Chen Mo never felt that he had any problems with his dress, and at this moment, he didn't think about this at all in the face of those piercing eyes. His brow was always locked, and the two fingers of his right hand tapped lightly on the side of his leg, and the short road to the stage was incomparably long.

"What is this kid doing? Is your leg weak? Huang Yanqiu saw that he was not on stage for a long time, and there was like an old man pacing, and there was already a bit of ridicule in his tone.

Pan Dongdong's lips moved, and he just wanted to speak, but was forced back by his mother's stern eyes.

"It's still too ......young," Jia Qing said this, and couldn't help but look at Liang Min, "The experience can't be compared with Xiaomin, it's not surprising that you don't adapt to this kind of occasion." ”

"What kind of experience do children of this kind of family talk about! The most contact in life is firewood, rice, oil and salt, right? Huang Yanqiu snorted and touched her son's head lovingly, "It's like a minmin, who has had artistic cells since he was a child." In order to paint, I also took him to Venice to collect style, not to mention the hard work along the way! ”

"Was that a big deal?" Jia Qing was interested.

While his mother was talking to Liang Min, Pan Dongdong quietly looked at the center of the hall.

In order to warm up the scene, the host had to step off the stage and interview the invited representatives of the victims again. The guests had been waiting impatiently, but in the hindrance of Zhuo Yitian, they didn't dare to show it too obviously, and the movement of the heads and ears spread quietly like a tide. Zhuo Yitian himself was complacent, and he was still admiring Chen Mo's clean blow, thinking that it must be his own Fauvist education that played a role, and this stinky boy would suddenly open up.

"Two-legged animals are also animals, looking at each other is a challenge, and I feel that I can't beat it, so I can only escape with my tail between my legs." Zhuo Yitian was obviously not happy, and grabbed Yang Zongkai and boasted, "How is it, the kid I like is good, right?" Those bastards think they're a bit of a status and they're amazing, I'm going to fuck it! Peel off the outer layer of skin, what else can they have left?! ”

She said this unscrupulously, and finally a few people at the same table had already slipped to the next table, so they were not shocked to the point that their legs were weak on the spot. Yang Zongkai only reacted to one of the sentences, and asked calmly: "What do you like about him?" ”

"I can bend and stretch, dare to retreat and dare to advance, this is like my apprentice!" Zhuo Yitian put a pair of long legs on the vacant seat next to him, and just wanted to praise Chen Mo a few more words, but suddenly glared at Yang Zongkai vigilantly, "Aren't you still playing Lao Tzu's idea?" ”

Yang Zongkai slowly sat up straight, his calm gaze fell on Zhuo Yitian's face, still with the same look of care as back then, "You might as well think about how your little apprentice can pass the test." People can evolve into the spirit of all things, not by minions, and the bastard you said at least has something to do on this occasion. ”

Zhuo Yitian looked at Chen Mo, who had stopped, and smiled, "I'm not his nanny, and he's not an unweaned doll." When men live in the world, there are always things that they need to face. ”

"Still not acting? Let's not do it! In the growing sound of scratching, a private business owner had already been filled with red wine, and finally couldn't hold it back.

Zhuo Yitian heard clearly, but he was indifferent.

Chen Mo's tapping fingers stopped at this time, his brows gradually stretched, and he walked straight to the seat where Pan Dongdong was. When he arrived, he ignored the gaze around him and bowed vigorously to Pan Jinyu, "Mr. Pan, I would like to ask you a few questions. ”

Even Pan Dongdong didn't expect that he chose not to go on stage, but to come here first to ask his father questions. The Liang family exchanged glances with each other, Huang Yanqiu laughed exaggeratedly, and pulled Raja Qing, "What kind of play is this?" ”

Pan Jinyu sat still, her sharp gaze like substance slowly fell on Chen Mo's face, and she didn't say a word.

A cold palm reached out and grabbed Jia Qing's hand under the table. Jia Qing turned her head and saw that her daughter's face was bloodless, and she couldn't help but be stunned.

She knew that what her daughter was afraid of was nothing else, but the dignity that Chen Mo had been trying to insist on, and she would soon be ruthlessly stripped away by her husband. In Jia Qing's original judgment, the so-called little couple was just going through the ignorant process of adolescence, but they didn't expect their daughter to be so affectionate.

Such a scene is not unfamiliar to Jia Qing.

As early as more than 20 years ago, the Pan family had not risen strongly, and Pan Jinyu at that time could be regarded as the worst among Jia Qing's many suitors. Pan Jinyu stepped into the door of Jia's house for the first time, almost exactly the same as at this moment, in the face of Jia's father's cold scrutiny, he also bowed, and his slightly thin figure was like a lonely rock in front of the tide.

Anyway, when her husband was young, he still had the support of the business family behind him, so what does Chen Mo have now? Jia Qing sighed secretly in her heart and easily opened her daughter's hand.

What his father thought back then, Jia Qing can now be regarded as having a real understanding.

Facing Pan Jinyu's gaze, Chen Mo did not dodge at all.

At this moment, Pan Jinyu found that Chen Mo in front of him neither looked afraid nor could he see the meaning of recklessness. The calmness in his eyes that did not match his age made him look like an old boy.

After a long time, Pan Jinyu's knife-like eyebrows raised slightly, and said lightly: "Don't dare to ask for advice, you are Dongdong's classmate, and I can barely be regarded as your elder, if you have something to say, just say it." ”

Chen Mo didn't say half a word, reached out and picked up the goblet in front of Pan Jinyu, and spilled the red wine in the cup on the ground.

Everyone was amazed.

The Liang family and his wife only thought that this poor boy couldn't stand Pan Jinyu's cold attitude, and launched a madness in shame. Huang Yanqiu had long wanted to throw Chen Mo out of the hotel, but at the moment, she was overjoyed, wanting to see what else he could do, and it was best to get the whole thing to the point where she could never end it again.

Pan Dongdong stood up and planned to pull Chen Mo away, not to endure all this anymore. What she didn't expect was that Pan Jinyu didn't have the slightest anger, just looked at the red wine spilled on the ground, and a strange look gradually appeared on her face.

Chen Mo seemed to feel that it was not enough, so he took another wine glass and spilled the wine in front of him.

In the entire hall, only the host was singing a one-man show, and even the representatives of the victims he interviewed began to look this way, thinking that they would soon see a big fight.

Pan Jinyu was still not angry, and that strange look became even stronger.

Chen Mo put down his wine glass, grabbed an ivory chopstick, and tapped the table, as if reminding the other party of his provocative behavior.

Under Liang Min's stunned gaze, Pan Jinyu slowly stretched out her hand, also took a chopstick, and pointed it to the table. The details of the movements of the two are almost identical, both of them bend their index fingers, hold the chopsticks with the three fingers of the thumb and index, and the chopsticks are at an oblique angle to the table when they are clicked.

The different strengths made Pan Jinyu's chopsticks almost silent when they touched the tabletop.

Chen Mo's eyes suddenly lit up, and he changed the ivory chopsticks in his hand to a dagger grip, and dragged them on the table. After Pan Jinyu did so, she put down her chopsticks and didn't look at the other party again.

Chen Mo bowed again, turned around and walked out of the hall.

There was an uproar at the banquet, and the host who was so warm that he was sweating profusely couldn't help but be dumbfounded when he saw this kid leave like this.

"Why did Brother Pan start a dumb riddle?" Liang Longjiang sat in the banquet and asked questions slowly.

Pan Jinyu shook her head self-deprecatingly, and casually found a topic to chat with Liang Longjiang.

Compared with the capable deputy mayor, Pan Jinyu is undoubtedly more bookish and always looks tepid. Seeing that he had no intention of answering himself at this moment, Liang Longjiang couldn't help frowning secretly, but he didn't show it, and laughed.

When the host was about to announce the entry into the on-site fundraising session, Chen Mo returned to the banquet hall. He walked suddenly and quickly, carrying a huge plastic bucket in one hand and a mop in the other. The guests who were closer all saw that the plastic bucket was filled with ink-like black water, and they couldn't help but look at each other.

"Classmate Chen Mo, let you perform the show, how did you do cleaning!" Liang Min's cold question caused the audience to laugh.

Chen Mo turned a deaf ear and strode onto the stage, and many guests saw that there was still a brush stuck behind his waist, which looked quite like a barbecue honey brush. The laughter at the banquet was even louder, and the boss of the private company who had already drunk it before opened his voice and shouted: "Is there a lamb skewer?" ”

Several staff members stood on the side of the stage, Chen Mo looked at the projection screen on the wall, turned his head and asked, "How do you put this thing down?" ”

The men all looked at him with blank expressions, as if they hadn't heard. Chen Mo scratched his head and tentatively reached out and pulled off the curtain. Everyone could see that he was cautious enough in this action, but the whole curtain fell off at once. The ppt still shows the "Fourteen Flowers", the flower of light withered instantly under Liang Min's gaze, and the sound of the curtain frame hitting the ground made him grit his teeth.

"Cottage ah......" Chen Mo muttered to himself, and Zhuo Yitian in the audience had already laughed.

Touching the white wall, Chen Mo looked around, slowly pushed the piano to the wall, the "squeak" sound of the rollers sliding across the floor became clearer and clearer, and the audience began to become silent. By the time Chen Mo closed the lid with his hands and feet, jumped on the piano with a plastic bucket mop, and stepped on the king of this expensive and elegant musical instrument, which was still ringing the artistic chapter ten minutes ago, under the canvas shoes of twenty-five yuan a pair, the entire hall was silent.