Yan Ling's song, when it was a mess.

Feng Wu was locking himself in his room, worried about his own tune.

There are a few things that she is not very satisfied with, no matter how she changes.

Seeing that Master El was about to arrive in City A, she panicked.

Feng Mu felt that Feng Wu's mentality was not very good, so she kept comforting her.

"Wu'er, don't worry, I will let Master El accept you as a closed disciple, believe me!"

As long as it is what Fengwu wants, she will definitely do it.

Seeing that Feng Wu had lost a lot of weight in the past few days, she was distressed, and if she had known, she should not have told her the news of Master El in advance.

The day Master El arrived in City A.

The Wind Mother Xun received the news that Master El was staying in a hotel.

It just so happened that the hotel was owned by the Feng family.

The Wind Mother overflowed with a smile in her hand.

After staying in the Feng Clan's hotel, would she still be worried that she wouldn't be able to meet Master El?

Such a musician, no matter how famous he is, is always indispensable for food, clothing, housing and transportation.

And food, clothing, housing and transportation, naturally can't escape the Feng family.

At night.

The Mother of the Wind gets Master El's itinerary from the hotel.

He went out before dinner and hadn't returned to the hotel yet.

Feng Mu pondered for a while, and at nine o'clock in the evening, she took Feng Wu to the hotel, she didn't say a word, went straight to the floor where Master El lived, and asked the hotel staff to prepare a suite for her next door to Master El.

They waited here before Master El returned.

Feng Wu pinched the songs she had prepared in her hands, and she always felt unsteady.

However, every time she looked at the confident appearance of the Wind Mother, she felt that she was blindly worried.

Seeing that it was close to ten o'clock, Feng Wu couldn't help but ask, "Mom, are you sure?" ”

Master El is too demanding.

Although Fengwu is confident, he is still a little uneasy in his heart.

Feng Mu comforted, "Don't worry." ”

At this moment, Feng Mu's mobile phone rang, and her eyes lit up, "Wu'er, Master El is back!" ”

Feng Wu's face was full of joy, she hurriedly stood up, walked out of the room with the two of them, and stood at the door waiting for Master El.

Sure enough, three minutes later.

Master El appeared.

Dressed in a suit and leather shoes, he looks like a successful person, but he is not the same as the artists he has seen before.

And Feng Wu, when she saw that there was only Master El, the light in her eyes could hardly be suppressed.

Coincidentally, Master El's assistant had something to do temporarily and was not by his side.

Feng Mu Xun stepped forward, her face gentle, and a smile on her face, "Master El, I didn't expect to meet you here by such a coincidence. ”

Unexpectedly, Al glanced at her, and his face quickly turned a little colder.

"I'm not a person who believes in this kind of coincidence."

Did you happen to run into him at the door of the room next to his room?

It is clear that it has been planned for a long time, and it has been prepared for a long time.

He had met a lot of people like them, tried his best to find out about his itinerary, and then appeared in front of him by chance.

It just so happened that he was not in a good mood at this time and had just been rejected.

I don't have the heart to talk nonsense with other people.

He walked past the two of them, ready to brush into the room.

Caught off guard, the Wind Mother took a step forward and stopped him.

Immediately, Al's face sank, "What are you doing?" ”

Feng Wu was in a hurry behind the Wind Mother.

Seeing that the Wind Mother was stopping the person, Master El was about to get angry, and she hurriedly stepped forward and handed over a few tunes of her own.