Chapter 5: Warmth

When Wen Nuannuan hurried to the agreed place, Chen Mo was telling jokes with her grandmother, making the old man laugh heartily.

But even if she was laughing very happily, the old lady still held a marshmallow tightly, which Chen Mo had just bought on the street for five yuan, in fact, Chen Mo didn't know what the old man was more suitable to eat, he just felt that the old lady didn't have to eat the marshmallow.

And seeing that the old lady was smiling very happily, Chen Mo also showed a happy smile.

"Hoo, hoo - you, hello! You are Mr. Chen Mo, right? I'm sorry for the trouble! ”

As a result, Chen Mo smiled for half a while, and a fiery red shadow that was out of breath was uneven, and he ran to a place only one step away from him at lightning speed.

Raising his eyes, Chen Mo recognized the fiery girl in front of him who was wearing a fiery red skirt and a "Five Music Square" nameplate on her left chest, which was the Wen Nuannuan he was waiting for.

Although the little girl has grown into an adult, the big clear and smart eyes that seem to be able to speak, and the cute appearance of a child that can be vaguely seen when she was a child although she is melon-shaped after losing baby fat, is enough for Chen Mo to identify who she is for the first time.

"It's not troublesome." Chen Mo got up and stood up, and smiled at Wen Nuannuan: "Take grandma home quickly, I guess you must be quite busy with work." ”

It's not that Chen Mo wants to quickly get rid of his responsibilities, but he thinks that since Wen Nuannuan rushed over in professional clothes, it was probably a temporary leave that he had just taken with great difficulty.

It's not easy to live in Chang'an......

In the past few years in Beijing, Chen Mo had met several young people from Beipiao, so he was very aware of the difficulty of surviving and taking root in the land of the first good.

Although this is Chang'an, not Beijing, the capital of China in this parallel world, it is not Beijing, but Chang'an, which is known as the ancient capital of the Seven Dynasties.

"Thank you very much...... Yikes! You, are you the Chen Mo who first cheated big companies out of money, and then tricked girls into making strange films?! ”

Wen Nuannuan still wanted to thank Chen Mo more, but when she was out of breath, she finally saw clearly what kind of handsome the gentle and handsome big boy who had helped her so much, her originally grateful expression instantly turned into extreme shock.

It's like Chen Mo is no longer Chen Mo, but dominates the TV screen every afternoon and beats the bald Xiong Da Xiong Er with a strong conscience in the industry.

"Hmm...... Sort of, sort of. ”

Chen Mo replied a little reluctantly, he felt that this matter was a bit unscientific, it had been two years, how could this Wen Nuannuan in front of him still recognize him at a glance?

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really not deliberately stimulating you, I'm just very easy to remember people's appearances, and I don't know that you have been, have ......" Chen Mo's slightly unnatural reaction startled Wen Nuannuan, who consciously revealed his identity, and she held back for a long time before she said: "...... I have abandoned the darkness and turned to the light! ”

Girl, why have I abandoned the darkness and turned to the light again......

Chen Mo Khan is about to flow out, where is this.

Oh, if you were an ignorant person, this girl wouldn't be able to look at me with the eyes of the four wicked people?

"I used to be ignorant, young and frivolous self who ruined myself, but now he no longer exists."

Chen Mo, who was slightly embarrassed, gave Wen Nuannuan, who had a strong talent of "memorizing faces", an explanation in a way that only he could really understand.

"Uh-huh! I promise I won't talk nonsense to anyone! Wen Nuannuan nodded hurriedly, but the girl quickly couldn't hold back and asked, "Which one...... Is it really okay for you to go out without wearing sunglasses? ”

Miss Wen Nuannuan, my situation is really not as bad as you imagined!

The corners of Chen Mo's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and this time it was his turn to hold back for a long time before he could hold back a sentence: "What, it's not early, I still have something important to do......

"But I haven't thanked you yet!"

Wen Nuannuan was suddenly anxious, although she was straightforward and quick-witted, her thinking circuit was a little stranger, but she was also a good girl who knew kindness.

Looking left and right, seeing that there happened to be a small restaurant nearby, Wen Nuannuan hurriedly said, "Or, or not...... Shall I treat you to a light meal? ”

Chen Mo would not agree, and after politely refusing, he waved his sleeves and left without taking a cloud with him.

"He's obviously a gentle sunny boy, not at all as bad as it says on the Internet! And...... You didn't even lie to me to make that kind of movie! ”

Looking at Chen Mo's back as he walked away, Wen Nuannuan, who was quite curious, muttered thoughtfully, she was even thinking about waiting to go back and find an opportunity to fan Chen Mo's blog.

……

Chen Mo, who chose a random direction, was quite lucky this time, and he actually walked near the famous "National Chang'an Conservatory of Music".

With the existence of such a high-class conservatory in the country, how could there be no recording studios nearby?

But after asking seven or eight recording studios in a row, Chen Mo was very sad and determined that the cheapest price for recording a song was 200 yuan.

Chen Mo still has a total of 183.5 yuan on him, but he can actually pay up to 150 yuan to record songs, otherwise he will starve to death on the streets before he gets his income.

So, since the price can't be negotiated, let's keep looking......

Chen Mo, who is not good at bargaining, did not give up, he continued to look along the street, hoping to find a home that only cost one or fifty yuan or even less, and the industry's conscience-level recording studio that could allow him to record a song.

It's a pity that this expectation has been broken again and again by the cruel reality, there are many people waiting in line in every recording studio, and the bosses who count the money and count the cramps in their hands are not bad if they don't raise the price, where is there room for people to record songs at half price?

Is there only one last way left?

Walking out of the eighteenth recording studio, Chen Mo sighed lightly at the busy street, the last way ...... It's like a child who was bullied outside, crying and going home to find his parents.

Although the family relationship has been severed, if you don't beg with self-esteem, this Chen Mo's parents will never really die without help, right?

But even if he was already making the final consideration in his heart, his unwilling emotions drove Chen Mo to walk along the street, hanging his head and continuing to walk forward.

Unconsciously, it was time for the lights to come on, and the streets were full of people who were hurrying home, as well as the carefree and laughing young girl, no one knew how helpless Chen Mo, who passed by them, was helpless in his heart.

"Yikes! Chen Mo...... How did you end up here? ”

didn't know how far he had gone, and suddenly someone beside Chen Mo let out a low exclamation.

Hearing the sound and looking up, Chen Mo found that the person who recognized him was actually Wen Nuannuan, who he had only seen before.

It's still the fiery red skirt, or the big smart eyes that seem to be able to speak, the only difference is that she is carrying a large plastic bag lunch box in her left hand.

Oh, this is really a place where you don't meet in life.

"It's Wen Nuannuan, grandma has already been settled, right?"

Although his mood was down, Chen Mo still smiled at Wen Nuannuan, he smelled the aroma of the strong food, and his stomach accelerated as if he had eaten only a bowl of instant noodles today.

Relying on perseverance, Chen Mo did not let his unhappy stomach make an embarrassing cooing sound.

"Uh-huh! I've sent my grandmother home safely! Wen Nuannuan looked at Chen Mo very gratefully, and then the girl noticed Chen Mo's depressed mood: "That...... You don't seem to be happy? Is there something in trouble? ”

"Hehe, sort of."

Chen Mo smiled slightly, he felt that his depressed mood had improved a lot, although Wen Nuannuan had a different way of thinking, her whole body seemed to exude a mysterious magic that could make people's mood quickly improve just by talking to her.

"Phew, I knew it must be so! That, Chen Mo quickly tell me about your troubles, and let me see if I can help! Don't refuse, you've just done me a great favor, and if you don't say it, I'll not be able to eat or sleep for days! I'm not kidding you, I'm serious! ”

Wen Nuannuan, who received an affirmative reply, immediately became more active, and she put on a posture that if Chen Mo didn't confess and be lenient, she would definitely not give up.

"Okay, I'll tell you the truth. Nuan Nuan, actually, I actually wanted to record a song, but you also know that I just came out of prison, so I'm a little tight for the time being...... Nuan Nuan, if you're not too nervous about money, can you, can you lend me a hundred dollars? Or fifty bucks! I will write you an official IOU, and after that time I promise to pay it back tenfold! ”

Chen Mo hesitated for a moment, and finally asked Wen Nuannuan to borrow money in a very embarrassed tone.

If it weren't for the fact that there was really no way, Chen Mo really couldn't borrow this money from Wen Nuannuan, who had only met twice.

"Oh, Chen Mo, what are you talking about! Borrowing money, of course, is absolutely impossible to promise you! Really, why didn't you tell me that, then, - look here! Look here! ”

After listening to Chen Mo's account and embarrassed request to borrow money, Wen Nuannuan refused Chen Mo without hesitation, and then raised his right hand and poked his very tall and round left chest.

The slight tremor full of temptation made it very difficult for Chen Mo to shift his gaze to the inch-long metal nameplate on Wen Nuannuan's left chest.

"Five tones...... Le Fang? ”