The window rolled down a little bit.
Chen Jiu showed his nervous face little by little in front of Mo Yiyan's eyes.
This was the first time Mo Yiyan looked at his younger brother's assistant at such a close distance. This face... Mo Yiyan suddenly felt tingling pain in his temples, and couldn't help but close his eyes.
Chen Jiu froze and swallowed nervously, "Mr. Mo, what's the matter?"
Mo Yiyan bowed slightly, then calmed himself down, and looked at Chen Jiu's face again... It seemed that his usual impression had returned. After a slight pause for two seconds, Mo Yiyan said, "I've wronged you about Qian He's matter. That's how the circle is. Don't think too much. Take good care of Yi Cheng."
Is this... comforting him? Chen Jiu nodded stiffly, "Yes."
"Go, drive slowly on the road." After speaking, Mo Yiyan got up, turned and left.
Chen Jiao stared at Mo Yiyan's back in a daze for two seconds, the cold wind blew before he came back to his senses, thanked him in a hurry, forgot to close the window, and drove the car out.
There were only two people left in the car.
Without avoiding Chen Jiu, Mo Yicheng took out his phone and clicked to enter the game interface.
As expected, Yuan Suo was sitting on the bench obediently, holding the drawing board and drawing attentively. There was a half-eaten fruit platter next to him, and the bento box was more than half empty. Mo Yicheng reckoned, the little things should have been eaten almost, and just prepare a little milk at night.
"Mo Yicheng, you're back!" Seeing Mo Yicheng, Yuan Suo quickly put down the drawing board and stood up on the sofa.
Mo Yicheng was wearing earphones, not afraid that Chen Jiao would hear what Yuan Suo said.
Mo Yicheng asked, "How is school today?"
Yuan Suo said: "It's okay."
Mo Yicheng thought that his operation was wrong, that he failed to isolate the elf named Pofei, or that Yuan Suo had encountered some troubles again, and asked with concern: "What's wrong? Someone bullied you again?"
Yuan Suo quickly waved his hand, "No... no one bullied me. It's because I didn't do well in class today."
Mo Yicheng felt relieved, and then raised his eyebrows, "Did you sleep in secret after eating too much?"
"No, Dudu didn't steal sleep." Although he was a little sleepy in the afternoon after eating, Yuan Suo soon cheered up! "It's because I can't concentrate... so I was called by the teacher in class."
It turned out to be like this, Mo Yicheng pointed his slender fingers at the head of Yuan Suo on the screen, and pretended to be serious: "That's probably because I'm greedy for walnuts, so add some walnuts to the milk tonight to nourish my brain."
"No... no." Yuan Suo said.
Mo Yicheng played tricks, "Then don't add walnuts."
Yuan Suo hurriedly said again: "But... you can put walnuts." He likes nuts.
"Is that a craving for walnuts?"
"..." Yuan Suo was stunned, and finally broke his fingers, making the same strands, and a smile spread from the corner of Mo Yicheng's mouth.
I finally got my wish, and decided that I want to eat walnuts. He then told Mo Yicheng what he had learned in school.
Mo Yicheng finally understood why Yuan Suo was so frightened that he was about to cry when he saw him for the first time, and also understood why the little thing was always timid, preferring to wrong himself, not daring to disturb him easily whether it was sick or hungry .
Because the players matched by the system determine the fate of the elves to a certain extent.
Elves are orphans, and so are players. Each elf can only be matched with one player in its lifetime. If the player chooses to uninstall at first or choose to abandon it in future games, then the elf is likely to disappear completely. Therefore, many elves in the game can even bring certain benefits to the players through their own labor in the game, so that they can better ensure their own survival, or give themselves a sense of security.
But there is a situation where the elf can match the player again, that is, the existing player dies and voluntarily transfers the ownership of the elf to someone else. Or if the mobile phone is damaged due to force majeure, the elf will have another chance to take charge.
And the elf Pofei who bullied Yuan Suo changed his master because of the death of the previous master. The new owner didn't treat him well, and it was precisely because of this that the little elf, who was originally a little withdrawn but pure in heart, became more and more gloomy.
As if thinking of something terrible, Yuan Suo's big eyes were filled with tears, his hands were clasped together uneasy, and he firmly said to Mo Yicheng: "Wan Suo doesn't want to change players, never will."
Mo Yicheng took a breath, reached out and rubbed his hand on the screen, trying to help Yuan Suo wipe away his tears, "No, never will."
May Suo smile through his tears, "Then...can you give him another chance?" Seeing Mo Yicheng frowning, for the first time, May Suo boldly clicked [Pull the player's clothes corner] on the system
Although Mo Yicheng's clothes were not really pulled, but when the line of words [Dudu pulled your clothes] appeared on the screen, he seemed to really feel the clothes being pulled, My heart became heavy.
"… it is good."
The plane had already taken off for a while, Mo Yicheng asked for a glass of red wine, drank a couple of sips, moved uncomfortably, and changed his posture, still wanting to look for those clear eyes full of tears in his mind. With a long sigh of relief, Mo Yicheng put down the empty red wine glass and made a decision in his heart.
At the request of Mo Yicheng, the game released Pofei's imprisonment order, but within a certain period of time, he was monitored in real time to make sure that he would not do anything to harm other elves.
It's late at night, and Yuan Suo is still buried in the studio. He has been studying for almost half a month, and Yuan Suo has made rapid progress in all aspects. He tried to post some of his recent works on Weibo, some of which were paintings of Mo Yicheng, and they were tagged with Mo Yicheng, and the reading volume was very large, and the number of likes was above three digits. So Yuan Suo took advantage of these two days of rest, mustered up the courage, and posted the first chapter of the strip comics he drew on Weibo, and brought a brand new topic #最好的你#
The comics depict some experiences of Yuan Suo after coming to the game. Of course, due to the secrecy of the game, some plots and settings are fabricated and adapted. But in the first episode, he raised his head and saw Mo Yicheng's image was so real, to this day, as long as he closes his eyes, he still remembers it vividly.
Although Yuan Suo's Weibo has five-figure fans because of Mo Yicheng's previous like, but this Weibo that did not clearly mark his idol was naturally ignored.
Yuan Suo was a little disappointed, and he didn't know why. After waiting for a day with his mobile phone, someone finally liked it during dinner and left a message: Not bad. Yuan Suo excitedly entered the profile picture of the commenter, and found that it was a new account that had just been registered. Yuan Suo hesitated for a while and did not click to follow, fearing that he would scare others if he was too proactive.
"Drink the milk, and then go to bed." Mo Yicheng recently received a new script, and the shooting time is scheduled to start a month later. These days, he is getting into the role, and his hair and beard are longer than usual.
At first I was not used to wishing, but after watching for a long time, I found a special MAN! So he finally had an itch and couldn't help but draw a picture of Mo Yicheng with an unshaven beard.
"It's... not too close." Wishing to move faster, his little butt seemed to be growing on the stool.
"If you don't sleep, you will be late for school tomorrow morning." Mo Yicheng knew the weakness of little things.
After hesitating for a while, Yuan Suo really put down his pen, and then secretly decided in his heart to wake up early tomorrow morning to complete the painting.
Yuan Suo carefully put the drawing into the notebook, and then went to the bathroom to take a shower.
Mo Yicheng took a sip of milk, clicked to open the notebook with ease, and flipped through the paintings of Yuan Suo one by one. The last one was Mo Yicheng who had painted more than half of it. Manly.
Consume 20 gold coins to take out the drawing, take a photo as a souvenir, and then send it back. The movie star Mo Yiben returned to the bedroom with his mobile phone contentedly, and waited for the little short legs to come out, urging him to go to bed and rest, and the day was spent perfectly.
jingle~
WeChat ringtone.
It was sent by Mo's mother.
Mo Yicheng clicked on it, it was an address and time. Then came another voice, and Mo's mother's tone was excited and expectant: "Yi Cheng, bring a bouquet of flowers when you meet Mengxue tomorrow, but don't buy skin care products anymore. Listen to your Uncle Lin, Mengxue is also With some investment in film and television, you have more topics to talk about."
After Mo Yicheng frowned, he replied the message: Yes.
Yuan Suo just came back after brushing his teeth. When he was crawling on the bed, he heard Mo's mother's voice. He froze for a moment, then slid off the bed and stood on the ground with bare feet.
"What's wrong?" Mo Yicheng was puzzled when he saw the little thing.
Yuan Suo thought for a while, "Is Mo Yicheng going to meet friends?"
It turned out that he heard the voice, Mo Yicheng smiled and said: "It's... a friend."
Yuan Suo asked, "Is that a good friend?"
Mo Yicheng said, "Not a good friend."
"Ah..." Yuan Suo seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and then continued to crawl on the bed, and when he was halfway through the climb, he thought of something, stopped, hung by the bed, muttered a few times, and asked: "Then Mo Yicheng's best friend?" Who is it?"
Mo Yicheng smiled, "It's a little guy."