So, how mysterious is this man?

He was looking forward to someone digging up the news, but it depended on whether he was bold enough.

"How long is it going to ......" Mo Zixuan glanced sideways at the silver watch on his wrist, the silver ring with engraved patterns that he often wore had been completely replaced.

"It's cold and slippery today, and the road ahead is already restricted." The driver paused, looked at the obviously sunken face of the handsome man in the back seat, and added, "Actually, there is still a way to the Royal Private Primary School." ”

"Let's go, then." The slender fingers pressed the button, the black tempered car window slowly closed, and under the man's black neat short hair, the deep black eyes slowly closed again.

He was tired, tired, so tired that he was numb, so tired that he didn't know what the meaning of such a life was.

On the other side, in Hong Kong, which is far away, in fact, not very far, in the busy magazine office, the sound of crackling keyboards is endless.

"Hey, Xiang Qing, you sort out this information. The girl with ...... neat short hair had thick eyebrows and big eyes, blinking.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I forgot about you, I can't ......" The girl slapped her head twice, a little guilty, and looked up busily.

Looking at the pale, obviously malnourished woman, she smiled embarrassedly, she didn't pull on purpose, but, in a hurry, forgot to ......

The body under the gray coat stiffened inadvertently, and then, the little face under the straight black hair smiled and shook its head.

She took the information on the table, turned the chair back, and recorded the words on it into the computer one by one.

is obviously 8 years old, but Xiang Qing's small face, coupled with her gentle smile, looks similar to a recent college graduate, which also attracts the attention of many men in the company.

However, due to Xiang Qing's physical defects, some people retreated, and even if some people didn't care, they were also rejected by Xiang Qing with a smile and euphemistically.

Where did she have the heart to pursue her own happiness? The heart hurts, and it won't beat for anyone again.

The door was pushed open, and the editor-in-chief with black-rimmed glasses walked in, holding a blue paper in his hand and not knowing what he was talking about.

Xiang Qing didn't care about this, she felt that nothing could stir up the waves in her heart, so she buried her head in typing, and Xiang Qing pursed her mouth.

"Xiang Qing, I heard that the relevant people of Star Entertainment came to Hong Kong this time, and the editor-in-chief said that he wanted someone to go for an interview."

In order to make up for her own negligence just now, the girl named Xiaoai stabbed Xiang Qing in a good voice, and she took the list arranged by the editor-in-chief and put it in front of Xiang Qing.

Star Entertainment?

What about a name you haven't heard in a long time? It's so far away, but it's only been two years since I've been away.

The little hand tapping on the keyboard paused, and she glanced at the list, only to see her name unexpectedly.

This is......

Xiang Qing hurriedly raised her head, and sure enough, the editor-in-chief was staring at herself, very strange, she hadn't been here for a long time, and her qualifications were not enough.

Moreover, I can't speak, and the reason why I was able to come in was because I urgently needed someone who could speak dumbly when I was interviewing the welfare home.

"Editor-in-chief, such an important interview, Xiang Qing?" Many people with much more qualifications than Xiang Qingshen are probably still a little unhappy.

Moreover, Xiang Qing is not from Hong Kong, which ......

"It's okay, I've checked, Xiang Qing, you have been in contact with people from Star Entertainment, naturally there are some processes, you will know." The editor-in-chief blinked, full of anticipation.

Xiang Qing waved her hand, she didn't like it very much, the feeling of being watched like this, she picked up the cardboard at hand and wrote a few big words.

"I can't speak, how can I interview?"

The editor-in-chief smiled, and everyone nodded.

"Don't worry about this, you are not the main person of the interview, we have a special person to interview, you just need to be in the back, enter it."

But......

Xiang Qing frowned, a little reluctant, just wanted to write something more, but was stopped by Xiao Ai on the side, she made a look, signaled, the editor-in-chief's face was no longer good.

Xiang Qing was embarrassed, looked at the editor-in-chief's dark face, and nodded.

"Don't worry, I'll go too, when the time comes, you won't, I'll teach you." The energetic little love smiled and patted Xiang Qing's little shoulder.

Where does she know? Xiang Qing wasn't scared or nervous, she was just afraid of meeting any acquaintances and remembering that not so good memory.

The next day, Xiang Qing got up early in the morning, she painted light makeup, pink, and scattered her long black hair, full of little woman appearance.

When she was dressed, on the mirror, the hideous back made her eyes drop again.

It's ugly, isn't it?

Putting on a dark gray coat, Xiang Qing went out of the door, outside the door, Xiao Ai was dressed in a pretty goose yellow coat, with a round bag on her head, full of youth.

Xiang Qing thought that a girl like Xiao Ai is really happy, I heard that her family is good, and her parents love her very much, in Hong Kong, it is good.

Along the way, her chattering appearance made Xiang Qing very envious, her little hand attached to her throat, she curled the corners of her mouth, and smiled bitterly.

Actually, there is nothing wrong with not being able to speak, except that deep down in her heart, there is one thing that she regrets, and it will be the same for the future.

She never had the chance to say to that man in person, Mo Zixuan, I love you.

Still, there's no need for it, is it?

"Xiang Qing, Xiang Qing, are you listening to me!" Xiao Ai stared at her round eyes, pouted, and was cute.

Xiang Qing was stunned for a moment, and smiled embarrassedly, I'm sorry, she just got distracted?

"Oops, I knew it!"

Xiao Ai knew that Xiang Qing was a few years older than herself, and she should be called her sister, but she felt that Xiang Qing was smooth and smooth, not at all like a woman who was nearly thirty years old, but similar to herself.

In addition, in order to show kindness, she doesn't want to call her old, of course, the title of sister is not old.

continued to twitter, Xiang Qing cooperated, sometimes laughing, sometimes gesturing, good, Xiao Ai also has some dumb words, and she can understand.

"Ah, it's time to ......" The excited little love got out of the car, followed the footsteps of the gods in front of her, and pulled Xiang Qing into the five-star Kaiser Hotel.

"This is the person I'm going to interview this time." Xiao Ai's eyes are red, and the latest idol Prince Sun's special private interview ah.

Is it?

Xiang Qing looked at the big billboard, and then looked at the girls holding light sticks and big signs outside the window, and suddenly smiled.

Such a scene seems to be familiar?

It's just that, unlike it, the person being chased has changed.

Xiang Qing recognized that sun, an emerging idol in the latest idol group, Korean, Chinese is a little lame, how to say?

The physiognomy is good, but compared with the man he has met, it seems to lack some connotation, and vaguely, there is still his shadow on his body.

Forget it, what are you thinking?

"Let's go, Xiang Qing ......"

"Yes."

The location of the interview was in the private room on the top floor, the comfortable environment, the snow-white carpet, the busy staff, everything will make her inadvertently distracted.

Finally, the door opened, and Xiang Qing saw the boy who was called the sun, who was only 5 or 6 years old, and still had a childish smile on his face.

He took off his sunglasses, glanced around, and looked back at the woman behind her, with her large, burgundy hair and light blue coat, which was neatly draped over her slender body.

Is it warm purple?

The pen in her hand fell to the ground, but fortunately, no one noticed her.

"Sister Wen, hello, Sun, hard work."

The man nodded, as if he hadn't woken up, and sat obediently on the side to paint makeup under the beckoning of the makeup artist.

Wen Zi nodded, took off the eye-catching white hat on her head, and glanced around, the environment was quite satisfactory, but in the next second, she was stunned.

Is that......

"Sister Wen, this is the question of the interview, take a look, is there a problem?" The senior person of the magazine club smiled and looked in the direction of Xiang Qing.

"Sister Wen?" What is she looking at?

"Oh, nothing." Xiang Qing turned her head and smiled formulaically.

Then he was busy, Xiang Qing lowered his head, tapped on the keyboard, and finally, the interview began.

"Okay, then, can we get started?"

Wen Zi nodded and motioned to start.

"Sun, may I ask, what was the reason for you to enter this circle?"

"Oh, I've had this desire since I was a child, and in fact, I like to perform very much, and I want to show everyone my true side."

The man's answer was official, and Wen Zi nodded.

In short, they are all answers that have been thought of in advance, and it is also very convenient for Xiang Qing to enter, she lowered her head, not knowing if it was an illusion, and always felt that Wen Zi was looking at herself.

After about 10 minutes of interviewing, I arrived at Wen Zi's interview.

Xiang Qing looked up, saw the woman's unchanged face, and smiled. It's like, it's still just as beautiful.

"Sister Wen, can I call you that?"

"Absolutely." Wen Zi smiled, generous and decent.

"What do you think about Sun?"

"He is very good, I can say that among the trainees who came here from South Korea to develop, he is a leader, and I like his temperament very much."

"Oh, then, what temperament does Sister Wen like?"

"Quiet, handsome, well, that's pretty much it."

The main person interviewed nodded, and then, as a result, the editor-in-chief handed over the off-site question, frowned.

Xiang Qing on the other side saw the note handed over by Xiao Ai, and the hand tapping on the keyboard also froze suddenly......

"If there's anything you can just ask." Wen Zi smiled, her face was very amiable.

"So, let me say hello, I heard that a few years ago, you cultivated a very good artist, and it is no exaggeration that at that time, he swept the country."

Wen Zi's face changed, but her good adaptability still pulled her back.

"That's right, someone asked, he was ...... at the time"

Before the words were finished, Wen Zi looked at the camera, closed his eyes, and then opened, "I can only say that he is the biggest regret of my career." ”