When Mo Yicheng received Chen Jiu's message, he apologized in the first half, and explained in the second half that he did not take the initiative to provoke. It can be seen that his guilt over this matter is greater than his grievance.
Mo Yicheng naturally understood Chen Jiu's character. This Qian He is smart, if he can't bully Chen, he will use his tricks to stir up the news directly, and pull the heat of the movie promotion period onto himself. If he was really taken to the hospital, he probably wouldn't even have a bruise, or else Chen Jiu would have received a lawyer's letter.
After replying with a comforting message, Mo Yicheng contacted the company.
May Suo tried several desserts today without any special success, and I was ashamed to ask Mo Yicheng to try it, so I secretly put it in the refrigerator and prepared to eat it for breakfast.
After tidying up all the items, I took the drawing board and prepared to draw. When he raised his head, he saw Mo Yicheng frowning on the screen. So he asked carefully, "Mo Yicheng, have you encountered any unhappy things?"
Mo Yicheng lowered his head, wishing to wear the hat on the rabbit pajamas in his mobile phone, holding the drawing board on the sofa, looking up at himself with concern.
Mo Yicheng suddenly regretted that the little thing wasn't real, otherwise... it would pinch his fleshy face, and it must be very relaxing.
Mo Yicheng said: "It's about work." After thinking about it, he was afraid that he might be worried, and then added, "Chen Jiao has encountered some trouble."
Yuan Suo knew Chen Jiu. Although he had not communicated with him directly, Mo Yicheng once told Yuan Suo that Chen Jiu was his assistant and he was a very nice person. Mo Yicheng said that he is a nice person, so that little fat man must be a nice guy.
I wish Suo would not ask about Mo Yicheng's work, but he vaguely felt that Chen Jiao's troubles had something to do with that fierce man in the backstage during the day today.
"Is it because of the person who fell down in the background?" Yuan Suo asked.
Mo Yicheng was taken aback, and remembered that he hadn't quit the game at that time. Although the screen was locked, Yuan Suo could see the outside world.
"Did Yuan Suo see something?" Mo Yicheng asked for confirmation.
Yuan Suo put down the drawing board, and solemnly told all the details of what happened in the background, and finally waved his short arms and drew an arc in mid-air, expressively, "That's it, Duang, fell on the ground. on the ground!"
Mo Yicheng couldn't help but watched Yuan Suo imitate Qian He's fall, lying on the sofa, one calf twitched vividly~
At the same time, he also fully understands what happened in the backstage. It is not difficult to calm down the news, but Mo Yicheng is not reconciled to Chen Jiu being splashed with dirty water like this. People like Qian He will stay with his big brother sooner or later. is a scourge.
At this time, Yuan Suo got up from the sofa, because he was too involved in the performance, his trouser legs ran up to his calves, "Mo Yicheng, I have recorded what happened this afternoon, if you need..."
Mo Yicheng's eyes lit up, the little thing is so witty
"That... is stored in your video album."
Mo Yicheng's outstretched hand paused in mid-air, as if thinking of something, he didn't look at the phone immediately, but asked, "Do you have a video recording function?"
Yuan Suo nodded, "Yes, Dudu has been upgraded. It can record outside scenes, take pictures, and store them. I have a photo album..." After talking about it, he seemed to realize something suddenly and quickly closed it Mouth, eyes suddenly become dodgy.
Mo Yicheng looked at Yuan Suo for a while, then quit the game temporarily, clicked on the video album, and saw a video of less than three minutes in it.
The picture is quite clear, and the pictures of how Qian Heshi bumped into him, scolded the assistant without any image, and cursed Chen Jiu viciously were all recorded. Rao Mo Yicheng knew that Qian He's character was not good, and he couldn't help frowning when he saw such a video.
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Click to pause, replay, Mo Yicheng carefully watched the beginning of the video from different angles, when Qian He bumped into him, his gaze was clearly fixed on the phone that Chen Jiu was holding. He actually wanted to knock down the phone in Chen Jiu's hand? If the phone was broken, Mo Yicheng couldn't imagine what would happen to Yuan Suo. After a while, he was afraid, and it seemed that frost had crawled from the soles of his feet all the way to his neck.
Qian He, you really crossed the line this time.
Mo Yicheng frowned, and sent the video to his manager without hesitation. The rest of the work would naturally be left to the publicity team. After thinking about it, I sent another copy to Mo Yiyan.
The video was sent for a few minutes.
Mo Yiyan only replied with one word: OK.
Mo Yicheng raised his eyebrows, Mo Yiyan was really angry, usually when he only said one word, his intention was already very clear.
After dealing with Qian He's matter, Mo Yicheng opened the game again, and Yuan Suo really sat on the sofa with his short legs crossed. It's just that this time, instead of holding the drawing board, he turned on the TV and tuned the channels casually. When he saw Mo Yicheng coming, he hurriedly said hello, and then continued to turn his head to the TV, obviously looking guilty.
Mo Yicheng pulled the phone screen in, squinted his eyes, and quietly looked at Yuan Suo who was slightly stiff from the back.
Wishing to hold the remote control tightly with his chubby little hands, his ears hidden in the hat of his pajamas stood up, and he was so nervous that he didn't dare to breathe out. Hmm... Mo Yicheng is so smart, he must have guessed it, right? That... Do you want to take the initiative to explain it? I saw a movie before, and the people in it said that this world is: Resist is strict, and confession is lenient!
"Beep, turn off the TV." Mo Yicheng said lightly.
Yuan Suo gave an obedient ooh, then turned off the TV that he was not watching, and without watching Mo Yicheng, he lowered his head to pick the carrot buttons on his pajamas.
The corner of Mo Yicheng's mouth twitched, he suppressed his smile, and asked without emotion: "Do you have a photo album?"
Wish Suo shook his hand, and a small green leaf on the carrot button fell off, "I, I... I, I... I only have a junior photo album."
"primary?"
"Only 10 photos can be stored." Yuan Suo said with disappointment in his eyes, obviously regretting the lack of storage space.
"In the album, are the photos you took?"
Yuan Suo's fingers were intertwined, hesitated for a moment, like a deflated balloon, and decided to confess, "Well... I... I only took a little photo. No... I didn't take any private photos of Mo Yicheng , um... not particularly private... Actually, some have a little bit of privacy, just a little bit."
Mo Yicheng has basically determined the contents of this album, the fingers on his lap can't help but move rhythmically, and the index finger of the other hand is slightly bent, resting on the position of the temple, and the warm yellow light shines behind him, He coated his whole body with a beautiful halo, and the pampering and joy in his eyes could no longer be concealed.
"Can I see that Dudu's photo album?"
Huh? Is Mo Yicheng asking for his own opinion? I thought that Mo Yicheng would directly use the player's authority to open the photo album, but after staying for a while, I realized that this was Mo Yicheng's respect for himself. He is not smart, but he can feel the kindness around him and the warm giving.
After being caught, Yuan Suo calmed down extremely nervously, raised his head, looked directly into Mo Yicheng's eyes, and nodded, "Mo Yicheng can see it."
May Suo take the initiative to call up the photos.
From Yuan Suo's point of view, it is displayed in an electronic photo album on the wall. From Mo Yicheng's point of view, it is a reduced photo displayed in the lower right corner of the phone, and the size of the photo can be manually adjusted.
Mo Yicheng flipped through the pages one by one, sliding his finger in front of the screen, every time he moved, Yuan Suo's heart beat violently, his fair little face became flushed, and his temples also thumped, Suddenly, he regretted that he shouldn't have shown the photos to Mo Yicheng. Mo Yicheng wouldn't think he was a bad person, would he?
Mo Yicheng looked at the photos of himself.
A side face focused on the script under a desk lamp, a photo of costumes at the shooting scene, a photo with sleepy eyes when waking up in the morning, and a photo with a soft expression, probably operating a mobile phone to make breakfast for Yuan Suo, with the warm sun shining through the window Come in, the tones of the photo are exceptionally soft...
Mo Yicheng looked at the photo, his chest was so full that it seemed to be overflowing, a... strange feeling.
"Mo... Mo Yicheng." Seeing that Mo Yicheng remained silent for a long time, Yuan Suo was very disturbed.
Mo Yicheng was pulled back by Yuan Suo's voice, and flipped the photo album to the last page in his hand, and was stunned again, it turned out to be a photo of himself after he fell asleep. It should be when I was very busy at work a few days ago, I slept deeply, and my movements were... a bit bigger, half of my face was buried on the pillow, my hair was disheveled, my mouth was half-open, and even turned a little bit because of the shooting angle. blind eye illusion...
This little thing is really too brave! Mo Yicheng closed his eyes. This is probably the most inappropriate photo of him since he grew up 28 years ago! ! ! Even in the photos of his childhood, the little Mo Yicheng is full of serious idol baggage.
"Toot."
"Yeah." Yuan Suo moved forward nervously.
"... this photo."
"Stay... stay." Yuan Suo's voice was low, fearing that Mo Yicheng would be unhappy, so he saved all the photos he had worked so hard for a long time, and deleted all the selected photos.
"You can't keep it." Mo Yicheng meant that the last one couldn't be kept.
Yuan Suo's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and his little hands hanging on both sides tightly grasped the soft pajamas, "Woo..."
Mo Yicheng hesitated for a moment, but finally decided that it would be better to delete such a shapeless photo. In his subconscious mind, the image of himself in Xiaodong's mind cannot be flawed!
Seeing that Mo Yicheng was about to press the "Delete" button, Yuan Suo became anxious, his blood surged, and he suddenly became so courageous that he broke through the sky.
"No... you can't delete it!"
Mo Yicheng paused, and saw Yuan Suo in the phone with red eyes, clenched fists, and looked like a little warrior against the tyrant.
"Why can't I delete it?" If the little thing likes it, it's okay to keep it, but Mo Yicheng still asked, and he didn't know what kind of answer he was expecting.
But the answer that May Suo will say next moment is definitely not what Mo Yicheng wants to hear.
"Because... because... Mo Yicheng also secretly took pictures!"
"Huh?" Mo Yicheng was stunned, when did he secretly take pictures
"Cut... screenshots, a lot of screenshots." After Yuan Suo finished speaking, he pursed his lips, as if he knew that he was impulsive and a little scared, but to defend the photos, he had to hold on. On the stubborn and determined little face, a pair of big eyes were moist.
Mo Yicheng understood the meaning of the little thing in an instant, and then he was a little embarrassed, and coughed lightly to cover up. It can be said that the wish request hit the nail on the head. Mo Yicheng did secretly poke and intercept many pictures of the wish request, stored them in his mobile phone, and saved a copy in the cloud, thinking that no one knew about it.
"Doudou want to leave a photo?" After a few seconds of buffering, Mo Yicheng decided to outwit.
Yuan Suo nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Yeah!"
"Then... let's negotiate, it's fairer."
Yuan Suo responded for a moment, then nodded with a face of trust, "Yeah, it's okay to negotiate."
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