Chapter 355: Playing with Characters

"In addition to playing music, you also like to read novels?"

Meng Xinghe looked at Mu Mian who was contemplating, and her left hand touched her nose unconsciously. Her fingers are beautiful, white and delicate, slender and slender. His eyes moved up his fingers, and he saw eyes with thick, slender eyelashes, bright stars like stars.

"Her eyes seem to be able to speak...."Meng Xinghe said secretly in his heart: "Sister Mu is so beautiful, her skin is thin and tender, and she can't see pores. If you don't dress up so neutrally, if you're lucky, you can become popular as soon as you debut. ”

He couldn't help but sigh as he looked at Mu Mian's short ear-length hair, and then at her black uniform that had not changed for thousands of years.

Listening to the rumors in the company, Sister Mu doesn't like men. The most powerful evidence is that she is the only woman in the company who is immune to Mu Chen, and she is immune to all male artists.

"You're really an otaku, you like to play games, read detective novels, and read cos." Mu Mian sighed: "So it is not for nothing that there is no sign of depression among the people who are hidden in the snow." ”

Meng Xinghe smiled embarrassedly: "I have been used to playing with myself since I was a child. ”

"Lao Yang has a lot of ready-made tunes over there, and he has asked the god of the ancient wind circle to write the lyrics. After two days, the sample came out and began to be recorded, and it was almost two months to run in and send it out. Mu Mian's words made Meng Xinghe excited, but when he thought of the list at the end of the year, he became decadent again.

"Didn't the boss say we're going to hit the list? Isn't it too late, there are a lot of songs that are ranking well on the major charts now. Meng Xinghe was a little worried: "We're only going to release the song now, isn't it too late?" ”

Mu Mian raised his finger and shook it: "We only fight prepared battles, you don't have to care, you just need to complete your work, and look at me in marketing." ”

Mu Mian's current job is to take Meng Xinghe, his coffee position determines Mu Mian's personal ability, and everything must be based on Meng Xinghe.

Here Lao Yang took domo and took him to prepare for the single in the recording studio, and Mu Mian privately gave him a trumpet called Ghost Shao. On Weibo, a short story is updated every Friday, and each one is a weird story.

In the past two years, when I can't sleep at night, I will read some supernatural novels to pass the time. This kind of article, which can add drama to some details and deliberately emphasize hidden feelings, is very simple for her.

Writing depends on talent, and she is very talented in her own right. And he knows the routines of the entertainment industry, so this trumpet is prepared for Meng Xinghe, and it will be exposed when he needs a fire to be completely burned one day.

"Do you see a problem in this article?" Mu Mian ate the lunch box and showed it to Meng Xinghe.

"Paranormals?" Meng Xinghe took the phone and looked at it seriously, and then said: "This heroine finally killed her cheating husband, and her best friend went crazy." It's just that I don't understand why she always speaks to the air in a sudden-like tone. ”

"What's the story?" Li Si walked over curiously, snatched the mobile phone in Meng Xinghe's hand and looked at it.

"The story is set in a café, and every guest who has been there likes to tell their story to the owner. This is the first one, about a middle-aged female guest who came to drink coffee by herself in a wheelchair. She said she is a designer herself, with her own studio and team. She had just changed an assistant by her side, and she had only been by her side for half a year, so that she could only come to the coffee shop to take shelter from the rain on such a rainy day, while the assistant ran back to the company to pick up the documents. Mu Mian wiped his mouth and took a sip of mineral water.

Meng Xinghe continued: "Then she recalled that she also had an assistant who followed her for five years. Whether it is work or life, 24-hour all-round service. It is precisely because of such a reliable person to help her that she can devote herself to the design. The designer's assistant has a very good relationship with her daughter, and the two often watch movies together and help them look up materials to prepare for their future major. She was in a car accident a year ago and woke up to find that she could not walk and was confined to a wheelchair for the rest of her life. And his health has become very poor, and he can no longer be able to perform the high-intensity work he used to have. So her husband and assistant stayed by her side and took care of her wholeheartedly. Her body was traumatized, her mind began to get confused, and she couldn't remember many things. In particular, she had a huge deposit in her name, and that deposit certificate was in a bank safe. But she couldn't remember what the password was. ”

Half a year ago, her husband quit his job and took her on a trip to get her back on the road, so that she could recover and maybe remember the password. Her assistant also accompanied her to help take care of her.

"Heavy snow blocked the road, and they were trapped in a small mountain village!" Li Si put down his mobile phone and listened to Mu Mian and Meng Xinghe tell a story: "I met a villager in the small mountain villa, and the villager said that the designer had lost a trace of his soul and needed the help of a master. The master is in the mountains, and every year many dignitaries drive luxury cars to ask for help. This small problem of the designer can be solved by the master quickly. ”

The designer's husband immediately decided to take her into the mountains to help, no matter how thick the snow was, no matter how cold the weather was, even if he climbed in step by step with his wife on his back.

"And then?" Li Si was moved when he heard it: "Later, I found that master?" ”

"Then there was an avalanche and the designer's husband died. Her assistant was buried in heavy snow, and it was only after the police searched the mountains that they were found. But when her assistant got back, she went crazy. ”

"Oooh!" Li Si nodded with regret: "That's a pity, this story ends like this?" ”

"Of course it's not over, the designer at the end of the article said that the rain was so heavy that she was worried about her daughter who was preparing for the college entrance examination." Meng Xinghe's eyes lit up, and he finally understood what he was going to do when he came to Mu Mian.

Li Si spread his hands and looked at the two: "So what?" ”

Mu Mian stood up and patted her on the shoulder: "So, we are going to have a low-level but constantly improving reasoning teenager here." ”

"Huh? Who, who? Li Si's eyes lit up like a curious baby. But seeing Mu Mian's appearance that he couldn't say it at all, he felt a little discouraged: "Hmph, let me use my brain again, my brain is very stupid." ”

Meng Xinghe stretched out his finger and flicked her head, and said with a smile: "Then think about it more, just like this story just now, how simple it is, there are bugs everywhere, and there is no need to reason at all." ”

"Huh? What reasoning, is the story just strange just now? Li Si's eyes were confused: "This is a reasoning story, not a simple gossip?" ”

"The designer's husband had already had a leg with her assistant and caused a car accident. But the heroine did not die in this car accident, it was her daughter who was in her third year of high school who died. After the heroine knew the truth, she pretended to have a damaged memory, and she couldn't remember the password of the safe and couldn't get out the money, so her life was safe. Later, he created an opportunity to go to a place where birds don't poop, and bought off the so-called villagers to create a fake master. On the perfect opportunity to close the road in heavy snow, their group went up the mountain. An 'unexpected avalanche', her husband died, the assistant went crazy, and as a disabled person, she miraculously survived. ”

Meng Xinghe spread his hands: "You can't see this kind of pseudo-reasoning that is completely undifficult, it's really stupid!" ”

So?

Li Si suddenly realized: "You wrote this story?" You don't sing anymore and become a literary young man? ”

Meng Xinghe frowned lightly and smiled: "It's a cold-bellied and black-brained young man, how is it, isn't it very stylish?" ”

This character is really a little special, Meng Xinghe, a reasoning teenager who plays music!