Later, Mo Yan hid in the quilt and sent a WeChat message to Qingtian to ask her to pick her up, which resolved the embarrassment of this small lounge.

Also with her was Li Weiwei.

Qin Yan looked at these three girls with different styles and chattering, and suddenly felt that she was redundant.

Don't think it's redundant.

After making sure that Mo Yan was okay and could talk and laugh again, he had no choice but to leave.

It's just that when Mo Yan was sent back to the rental house by the two of them, she saw a box of ancient brown sugar, ginger and a bag of seven-degree space placed next to the door, and remembered the scene in physical education class, her cheeks flushed unconsciously, not because of the shyness of the girl but because of the embarrassment of social death.

Maybe tomorrow she will have one more title of crying bag school flower.

Don't think about it, it must have been sent by Qin Yan, so much, she didn't know that she was going to drink until the Year of the Ox, is this considered a straight man's behavior? And a bag of seventh-degree space, what the hell? Isn't it embarrassing for a guy to buy this thing?

When his expression changed, he heard Qingtian ask with a big grin, "Xiaoyan'er, why do you buy so much?" Before Double 11, start stocking up? ”

"I didn't buy it." Mo Yan replied casually, her IQ was not so low.

Qingtian didn't plan to let her go, "Tut-tut, which admirer sent it?" Shouldn't it be boiled up and sent over? ”

Mo Yan ignored her and pushed the door into the house.

However, Li Weiwei turned around with big eyes, remembering Qin Yan's eyes in the infirmary looking at Mo Yan, with an expression that I knew everything, and quipped, "It won't be sent by Qin Shao, right?"

Hearing this, the sunny day instantly became interested.

She was wearing a close-fitting hip skirt today, her graceful figure twisted and twisted, approached Mo Yan who was sitting on the sofa, knelt on the sofa on one knee, stretched out her fingertips to hook her delicate chin, and asked with a slight temptation with red lips, "Sister, in the past month since the beginning of school, I haven't heard that Qin Shao has a female companion by his side, and he is so attentive to you, a handsome and well-lived man, do you want to consider it?" ”

Mo Yan looked at her and smiled at her aunt, she really couldn't help it, her body fell on the sofa, and then she laughed, "Hahaha, sunny day, don't recruit me, my stomach hurts, hahaha... You are so tempting, I decided to choose you, and I will never change my mind. ”

"Eh, Moyan, I suggest you think about it carefully, the work on a sunny day is definitely not as good as Qin Shao." I don't know if I was stimulated by the sentence "I was alive", Li Weiwei stood aside and answered calmly.

As soon as the words fell, Qingtian and Moyan looked at her with wide eyes, this Li Weiwei looked like a cute girl, and she was actually a rotten girl in her heart.

Qingtian immediately reacted, and put his hands on the hand with a smile, "Tut-tut, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, you are such Li Weiwei, come and let me touch my big or your big." ”

"Help, don't play, don't play, I'll help Moyan cook brown sugar ginger water." Li Weiwei screamed and ran away, hiding in the kitchen, barely escaping.

A large glass of warm brown sugar was in the stomach, the discomfort of the day finally passed, and the relieved ink smoke suddenly remembered the business card, thought for a moment, and hid in the study and dialed it, "Hello, is it Principal Yu?" I'm Moyan. ”

"Ink smoke? Miss Mo who performs Konghou at the Qingxi Club? The other party sounded a little excited.

"Yes, sorry, it was a bit busy and inconvenient the first two days, so I only contacted you now. What are you looking for me? ”

"That's right, my teacher, Mr. Fan Shi, a leader in the folk music world, wants to gather the best folk instrument players in China to record a collection of folk music documentaries. We listened to your performance at the Qingxi Clubhouse and felt that you were very suitable, and would like to ask if you would like to participate? ”

"Mr. Yu, first of all, thank you very much for your recognition and Mr. Fan Shi. But I'm not from a professional background, I don't have a pretty resume in music, and I inherited this skill from my mother and grandmother, do you mind? Moyan is more thoughtful, and she wants to communicate the disadvantages clearly.

"Your resume isn't everything, it's the talent you show that is. Listen to you say this, your mother and grandmother are both gonghou players? I don't know if I can tell me, maybe I've heard of their names. Yu Hai answered with a smile, speaking of the Konghou player, he really remembered a schoolgirl, who was also amazing and glamorous back then, but later, he died at a very young age, and he was really jealous of the talent.

"My mother, named Tang Ningshuang, was also a student at the Vena Conservatory."

After Mo Yan finished speaking, he didn't wait for the other party's voice, isn't the signal good?

She shouted uncertainly, "Teacher Yu?"

After a few more seconds, a sigh came, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to be her daughter, your mother is one year lower than me, we worked together back then, she herself is an excellent gonghou player, I didn't expect to cultivate a better daughter, it's just a pity..."

"You have a good reputation, my mother has passed away for many years, and I am honored to be able to pass on her skills, so I am willing to join."

"So good, welcome, welcome. Now you can think about what kind of song to use first, write your own song or arrange it, and I'll contact you later. ”

"Okay, thank you, and look forward to seeing you soon."

Hanging up the phone, her mood was difficult to calm down for a long time.

She knew that her level of gonghou was okay, but she didn't expect to be able to enter the eyes of folk music masters, and she was even invited to participate in the recording of folk music propaganda documentaries;

To put it in a high-sounding way, it is to contribute to the inheritance of culture; But for herself, if one day, she stands under the bright sun, will she be able to stop being afraid of the dark?

Therefore, the task in Moyan's hands is very heavy, in addition to attending classes and part-time gonghou performances, she is practicing gonghou, writing code, and checking information, and she is so busy that she can't do anything.

The little nurse at the Qingxi Club, because of Lao Jiu's strict arrangement, tried to take pictures of Moyan many times without success, and finally tried her best to find out a name from the waiter.

After sending it to Lu Entropy, the little nurse was blacklisted, and she ruthlessly performed it very well.

He looked at the dialog box, raised his eyebrows and chuckled, and whispered softly, "Ink smoke, ink smoke, wood falls and poetry is more, and the mountains are dry and see ink smoke." It's not a rock, it's a piece of jade. ”

immediately forwarded the name to Beishan and asked him to check all the archives of this person, Qin Yan must be an interesting woman.

Then he asked Jiang Zhou to book a private room in Qingxi, he wanted to listen to the fairy music again and see the beauty.

Jiang Zhou's phone quickly replied, "Lu Shao, Qingxi rejected your reservation." ”

"Huh?"

"The other party said that there was an order from above not to provide services to you." Jiang Zhou is one of Lu Entropy's subordinates, and he is an obedient killer with no emotions.

Lu Entropy smiled even deeper, and suddenly understood, as expected, "Heh, forget it." ”

Qin Yan did it impulsively, and he must have known that he didn't do anything that day, but he just touched his arm, but he still didn't let him go to Qingxi Club again, and he protected it so tightly, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a person who put it on the tip of his heart.

As if he had discovered a treasure, he couldn't help but tremble all over, and there was a strange gloom on his face;

Robbing Qin Yan's things, especially grabbing Qin Yan's favorite things, is really very pleasant.