Chapter 9 Is My Heart Moving?

"Hello, what do you want to buy?"

"Bring me two bottles of '72-year-old Lafite, two bottles of ten-year-old Moutai, and two more high-quality cigarettes."

"Hello, what do you want to buy?"

"Give me two boxes of royal jelly."

"Wrap me up in this, this, and this dress."

Originally, it was just to report Guan Moyu's safety, but Zhang Ya bought nearly a carload of things in half an hour, and the cost of this half an hour alone reached 80,000, and the manuscript fee of less than 20,000 yuan disappeared directly under a bottle of Lafite.

"Guan's Restaurant, it should be here."

Looking at the restaurant in front of her, Zhang Ya couldn't help but feel a trace of apprehension on her face, and she found a vacant seat in the car and parked it, and then walked into the restaurant with a large bag of things.

It's half past one o'clock now, far past the noon rush hour, and there are not many customers in the whole restaurant.

Because it was Saturday, Guan Moyun didn't go to school, but helped in the store, and noticed the other party when Zhang Ya came in, but he was calmed by the aura he exuded, and it took a while to come back to his senses.

"Hello, please sit here."

"You're welcome." Looking at the young and beautiful girl in front of her, Zhang Ya felt a touch of apprehension in her heart, and said with a smile: "May I ask if this is Guan Moyu's home?" ”

"You are?" Guan Moyun frowned, although she had doubts in her heart, she didn't look like a bad person when she saw the woman in front of her, so she didn't hide it, nodded and said, "Guan Moyu is my second brother, my name is Guan Moyun." ”

"Whew"

Breathing a sigh of relief, Zhang Ya hurriedly smiled and said, "Hello, my name is Zhang Ya, I am Mo Yu's friend, and I came to visit you for him today." ”

"What's wrong with Xiaoyu?" Guan Moyun's face was defeated for a while, grabbed Zhang Ya's shoulder, and asked anxiously.

glanced at Guan Moyun in front of him strangely, and then thought of Guan Moyu's injuries, so he was relieved: "Don't worry, Mo Yu is fine, it's just that he has been a little busy with work recently, so let me come and visit you." ”

"Xiaoyun, what's going on?" Li Yan, who was settling accounts behind the counter, saw the situation here and hurriedly walked over and asked.

After this moment of buffering, Guan Moyun had come back to his senses, and hurriedly said, "Mom, this is a friend of the second brother, and he came back to visit us on behalf of the second brother." ”

"It's Xiaoyu's friend, then don't stand here, please come inside, Xiaoyun, help get something." A smile appeared on Li Yan's old face, and he said something in Zhang Ya's hand, and led him towards the second floor.

Guan's Restaurant is located at the bottom of a six-story building, and there is a wooden staircase leading to the second floor in the restaurant, and Guan Moyu's family lives in a two-bedroom room on the second floor that is about 78 square meters in size.

Sitting down on the sofa in the living room, Guan Moyun explained with a smile: "My dad went out to buy vegetables, this is my mother Li Yan, and a younger brother and sister, but they all went out to play, and they are not at home now." ”

After the introduction, Guan Moyu stirred a pair of jade hands together, and watched his mother go to make tea, and then asked in a low voice with a nervous face: "Is the injury on the second brother's body okay?" Is it serious? Will it have an impact on my later life? ”

A flash of surprise flashed on her face, Zhang Ya hesitated for a moment, but still said honestly: "It's much better now, but it will take three months to heal, and there will be no sequelae after healing, please rest assured." ”

After speaking, feeling that it was a little rude to still wear sunglasses, Zhang Ya asked while taking off her sunglasses, "How do you know that Mo Yu was injured?" Auntie, don't they know? ”

"My second brother's friend came to tell us that he had made three cuts and six holes, and it was only me and my father at that time, because I was afraid that my mother would worry, so I didn't tell him."

Before he finished speaking, Guan Moyun was stunned in place, his small mouth opened, and he looked at Zhang Ya after taking off his sunglasses in surprise, and said stupidly: "Zhang Zhangya!?" ”

With a smile, Zhang Ya stretched out her hand elegantly and generously: "Reacquaint yourself, my name is Zhang Ya, and I am your second brother's friend." ”

"Hello to you." Guan Moyun subconsciously held Zhang Ya's hand, and only after sitting down again did he come back to his senses.

"Please wait a minute."

After speaking, Guan Moyun rushed back to the room in an instant, and after only twenty seconds, he ran back, handed the paper and pen to Zhang Ya, and said with a little shyness on his pretty face: "I like your TV series very much, can you sign it for me?" ”

"No problem."

Zhang Ya skillfully wrote her name on the paper, and she felt happier than ever before in signing this time.

Holding the autograph, Guan Moyun's excitement cooled down slightly, and he looked at the big star in front of him with some surprise, and asked, "Miss Zhang Zhangya, who are you and my second brother?" ”

"Just call me Sister Ya." Zhang Ya brushed her sideburns, and said with a slightly red face: "He saved my life, I saved his life again, and now he lives in my house, we can be regarded as friends." ”

"Stay in your house!!" Guan Moyun looked at Zhang Ya in surprise, which made Zhang Yaqiao's face even more rosy.

"Here comes tea." Li Yan walked out with tea, looked at Zhang Ya's beautiful face, and couldn't help but say in surprise: "Feng Chengcheng?!" ”

"Hello aunt, my name is Zhang Ya, I am an actor who once played Feng Chengcheng." Looking at Li Yan in front of her, Zhang Ya introduced herself with some trepidation.

"Oops! It's really Feng Chengcheng. Li Yan excitedly snatched the pen and paper from her daughter's arms, and said with a smile: "Sign me a name, I like Feng Chengcheng very much." ”

"Okay." Zhang Ya happily responded

By the time Zhang Ya got home, it was already six o'clock in the evening.

"I'm back." Zhang Ya walked into the room with a straight face, looking at Guan Moyu, who was struggling to write, with a thick unhappiness on her face.

Raising his head and looking at Zhang Ya, who was exuding a dangerous aura in front of him, Guan Moyu asked puzzledly, "What's wrong?" I see you're in a bad mood, isn't it because the novelists don't want it? ”

Looking at Zhang Ya, whose face was even worse after speaking, Guan Moyu hurriedly comforted: "If you don't want it, you don't want it, Hong Kong is not the only newspaper." ”

"Hmph." With a cold snort, Zhang Ya glanced at the guy in front of her coldly, and said in an unhappy tone: "Tomorrow you will see the novel in Ming Pao, Mo!" Rain! Small! Friend! Friend!!! ”

After saying that, he turned around and slammed the door and walked out.

"Bump"

Looking at the door that was closed heavily, Guan Moyu couldn't help but shrink his head, completely confused, shook his head and sighed: "A woman's face is a June day, and it really changes when it is said." ”

Ignoring Zhang Ya anymore, Guan Moyu's face couldn't help but show excitement, the "Legend of Wukong" that took half a month to write was about to be serialized, and he was a little impatient now.

Before he was reborn, he wrote novels for two years, although there were also works that were signed and put on the shelves, but all of them fell to death in the streets, and now, he is very much looking forward to whether the plagiarized adaptation of "The Legend of Wukong" from Now He is successful.

"Tomorrow, everything will wait for tomorrow." Guan Moyu put down the paper and pen, lay on the bed and fell into deep thought

Sitting heavily on the sofa, Zhang Ya muttered unhappily: "Damn bastard, it's only sixteen years old, eleven years younger than me, damn bastard." ”

Today at Guan Moyu's house, Zhang Ya treated very happily, as Guan Desheng and Guan Mohong and Guan Mofeng came back one after another, the atmosphere became more enthusiastic, and she also learned a lot of news about Guan Moyu from the family, especially Guan Moyun, but what made her unhappy was that the precocious bastard in the house was only sixteen years old.

"Am I really old?"

Zhang Ya stood up and walked to the mirror, couldn't help but reach out and touch the smooth white cheeks, and muttered a little disappointed.

"Should I find someone to marry?"

At the moment when this thought was born, Guan Moyu's figure unconsciously came to mind, making his pretty face suddenly flush and burn all over the sky.

"Damn, how can you think of this young and old bastard." Zhang Ya scolded unhappily, walked to the sofa and buried her face in the soft sofa.

The experience of this day made Zhang Ya discover her abnormality, or the strangeness in her heart.

After half a ring, Zhang Ya turned over and looked at the ceiling, with a hint of confusion on her face: "What should I do?" ”

Time flies, and a night passes in the entanglement and anticipation of the two.

Early in the morning, Zhang Ya went out to buy a Ming Pao and came back.

"Quick, see which page it is?" Guan Moyu lay on the bed and said a little apprehensively.

"What's the hurry?" Zhang Ya still glared at the inexplicable Guan Moyu with some unhappiness, and then her face also showed a hint of expectation, writing a novel and serializing it in newspapers and magazines, this is also the first time for her.

"Do you remember Feng Chengcheng in Shanghai? Do you still remember Su Rongrong in Chu Liuxiang? She is Zhang Ya, the wireless master! Interpreting an alternative Journey to the West for you, "The Legend of Wukong" is looking forward to your reading. ”

Headlines on the front page, and in bold and big red font! I'm afraid the reader won't see it.

Seeing this title, although Guan Moyu was already mentally prepared, there was still a trace of helplessness in his heart, and he didn't know how much attention he could get under Zhang Ya's aura this time?

Glancing at Guan Moyu worriedly, Zhang Ya regretted a little in her heart that she had promised to use her fame to promote her yesterday.

The main plot, characters, and classic quotations are all written by Guan Moyu, and now with her joining, Zhang Ya always feels that she is stealing the fruits of the other party's labor.

"Mo Yu, I" Zhang Ya opened her mouth, but she couldn't go on when she said this, and she didn't know what to say.

"I'm not that vulnerable." Guan Moyu rolled his eyes, grabbed the newspaper, and turned to the page of the novel.

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