Chapter 9: The Lethality of the Stepmother's Skirt

Zhao Mo came out of the dormitory, and sure enough, he saw a business car, and there was a slightly chubby woman standing next to the car.

Seeing Zhao Mo coming over, the woman took the lead in speaking:

"You're Zhao Mo, right?"

"Yes."

"I'm Jingwan's agent, you can call me Sister Liu." Zhang Jingwan's agent introduced herself.

"Sister Liu is good."

"Hello, get in the car."

Sister Liu opened the car door and invited Zhao Mo into the car.

In the car, Zhao Mo couldn't help but be curious, and asked cautiously:

"Sister Liu, Sister Jingwan is so late, what's the matter with me?"

"You'll know when you go."

Soon, Zhao Mo was taken to Zhang Jingwan's hotel.

The door opened.

It was Zhang Jingwan, the queen of heaven, who opened the door, although Zhao Mo was behind Sister Liu, he was more than half a head taller than Sister Liu, and he could see it clearly.

Zhang Jingwan saw Zhao Mo behind Sister Liu, so she said:

"Okay, Sister Liu, go and rest first, I'll talk to Zhao Mo alone."

"Okay, something called me."

After Sister Liu finished speaking, she left.

"Sister Jingwan, hello."

Zhao Mo hurriedly half-bowed and greeted politely.

Looking at Zhao Mo, who was a little nervous, Zhang Jingwan actually showed a smile on her face, and said softly:

"Come in."

Zhao Mo followed Zhang Jingwan into the hotel room like this.

Zhang Jingwan was wearing a light gray fishtail skirt, and the upper body was a short blue cardigan, the fishtail skirt was originally a tight-fitting effect, which completely reflected her concave and convex figure, and the beautiful feet under the skirt stepped on a pair of sandals, and as she walked, a snow-white calf like a lotus root was occasionally revealed under the fishtail skirt.

Zhao Mo was still behind her, with a delicate figure and round buttocks, as far as the eye could see, and she couldn't help but rise into endless reverie.

Zhang Jingwan, who is a mature woman, coupled with this suit, can't help but sigh, is this the legendary stepmother's skirt?

If you look at it up close, the lethality is too great!

The tip of Zhao Mo's nose was a little warm.

Zhang Jingwan likes cheongsam, she basically wears cheongsam when she participates in the show or something, and it is difficult for outsiders to see this kind of outfit in private, he is simply a feast for his eyes today.

Anyway, it's so late in the day, what's the matter with him? He is a nobody, except for being handsome, he doesn't seem to have any other skills......

Zhang Jingwan took Zhao Mo to sit down face to face on the sofa, she poured two glasses of red wine and handed Zhao Mo a glass.

"Zhao Mo, do you know what I'm looking for you?"

Zhang Jingwan took a sip, showed a charming smile, and took the lead in speaking.

Zhao Mo shook his head.

He sat in front of Zhang Jingwan, sitting straight, with his hands on his knees, like a good baby, and he didn't dare to look at Zhang Jingwan, and he didn't know where to put his eyes, but he felt that it was rude to bow his head.

Forehead...... Hair ...... Shoulder...... Down, well, down, he didn't dare to look at it.

Zhao Mo's cramped appearance, Zhang Jingwan saw it, and only thought he was very cute.

"Okay, I'm not going to tease you."

Zhang Jingwan chuckled and put down her red wine glass.

"Actually, I came to you today to ask you to write a song for me."

"Writing songs?"

When it comes to serious things, then Zhao Mo is not nervous, but he is very confused.

Zhang Jingwan asked him to write a song, did he hear it right?

"Your "Seeking Buddha" and "Forgetting Love Letters" are very good, very in line with the aesthetics of the older generation, I am surprised, how can a boy of your age write such songs."

Zhang Jingwan looked like a big sister when she opened her mouth.

Zhao Mo scratched his head, not knowing how to explain.

"After a while, it was Women's Day, and the official held a related theme singing competition, and invited many female singers, and I was also invited. I needed a song that was loved by the older generation of women, as simple and down-to-earth as possible. ”

"Sister Jingwan, you are so young, it's not appropriate to sing this kind of song." Zhao Mo was puzzled.

Zhang Jingwan is not very old, only 33 years old, Zhao Mo understands what she means, but it is obviously inappropriate to sing this kind of song at her age.

"You little guy has a very sweet mouth." Zhang Jingwan covered her mouth and chuckled, and explained with a smile: "But sister, I also have to consider transformation, and secondly, this competition is officially held, which is very important." ”

Zhang Jingwan's words couldn't help but shorten the distance between the two.

Zhao Mo also nodded after hearing this.

Zhang Jingwan continued:

"I've been looking for a long time, but I haven't found one that I'm happy with, so I wanted to see if you could write me a song of this type."

This kind of song?

Yes, Zhao Mo just smoked a song, and he was worried that he had nowhere to play a role.

It was really sleepy to send a pillow, and Zhao Mo was overjoyed.

"Sister Jingwan, I just wrote a new poem here, do you have paper and pen?"

Zhang Jingwan was a little surprised when she heard this, but she immediately got up and found paper and pen for Zhao Mo.

In this way, Zhao Mo began to copy the lyrics and songs in front of Zhang Jingwan, and the latter waited patiently on the side.

Soon, a complete score was copied, and Zhao Mo handed the paper to Zhang Jingwan.

Zhang Jingwan took the paper, looked at the score, and read the lyrics softly:

"I have a flower planted in my heart, with buds waiting to be released......"

Reading and reading, she tried to sing according to the tune again, sometimes frowning, sometimes soothing.

To tell the truth, Zhang Jingwan is a royal sister, exuding a full mature charm, and her face is even more charming and moving, especially the tear mole under the corner of her left eye, but when she works hard, there is an intellectual beauty, which is even more exciting.

Zhao Mo looked at it and couldn't help but be a little stunned.

"This song is fantastic."

In Zhang Jingwan's joyful voice, Zhao Mo's gaze was interrupted, and he suddenly came to his senses.

Zhang Jingwan's face was filled with joy, and she couldn't help but admire:

"In this regard, you are really a genius, Zhao Mo."

It is hard for Zhang Jingwan to imagine that a boy in his twenties can write this type of song so well.

In other words, if Zhao Mo was born more than 20 years early, he would definitely become a superstar in the Chinese music scene, the kind that no one can beat.

Zhang Jingwan put down the score, looked at Zhao Mo with a very puzzled look, frowned again, and said in a suspicious tone:

"I wonder if you're a twenty-five-year-old soul in this body."

Zhao Mo just smiled awkwardly and said:

"Sister Jingwan, you're too good at joking."

Zhang Jingwan also smiled, and then said:

"Okay, I want this song, Zhao Mo, you can make a price."

"Uh...... Sister Jingwan, you can watch it. ”

Zhao Mo is not a fool, compared to a little petty profit, it is the most important thing to be able to make friends with a singer like Zhang Jingwan.

But in the final analysis, he himself was still suppressed by Zhang Jingwan's aura, because he had never been in contact with such a powerful character in his previous life or in this life.

"One hundred thousand."

Zhang Jingwan offered a price.

"Yes...... OK. ”

Zhao Mo nodded without thinking about it.

When Zhang Jingwan heard this, she immediately glanced at Zhao Mo and said, "You really think I'm bullying you." ”

"I didn't ...... No, it's my honor to be able to write songs for Sister Jingwan. ”

Although Zhao Mo has lost his aura, his brain is still very flexible, and his mouth is even more unique.

Zhang Jingwan was so amused by Zhao Mo's words that she covered her mouth and laughed, and her body trembled with laughter, especially the round and upside down, and she didn't know how huge the scale was.

"Okay, don't tease you, I'll give you at the market price, 500,000. I like this song very much, and I will release an album later, put it in, and the original creator will still mark it as you, and give you a 10% share. ”