The moment she replied "Okay" to Li Mu, Wei Lan threw away her phone and hurriedly started to get dressed. Li Mu was going to pick her up at the community where she made up her last time, which meant that she had to arrive earlier than him. If you bump into it accidentally, it will be difficult to explain.
Fortunately, she was born with an impeccably beautiful face. Wei Lan simply took care of her hair, then put on a light lipstick and hurried out. She stopped a taxi at the door of the hotel and went straight to the hotel. That Vanke Yujing Community.
Wei Lan was afraid that Li Mu would arrive earlier than her, or might bump into her, so she deliberately asked her to drive her to another gate in the community. As soon as the driver stopped the car and Wei Lan was about to get out of the car, Li Mu received Text message: "I'm here."
Wei Lan hurriedly retracted her hand that was about to open the car door, and sent a text message asking him: "Where are you? I'm going to find you now."
Li Mu replied: "It's the same car where you got off last time."
Just after this message was sent, Li Mu sent another message asking her: "Would you like to call your best friend? Is she free?"
When Wei Lan saw that Li Mu said she was at the place where she got off the car last time, she breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly opened the door and got off the car and entered the community. While walking quickly, she replied: "My best friend works overtime at work and hasn't come back yet."
Li Mu, who was in the car, didn't mean to call her best friend together. He was just being polite. Seeing her reply, he didn't say anything. He replied OK and waited for her to show up with peace of mind.
A few minutes later, Wei Lan's figure appeared from the gate of the community trotting all the way. As soon as he got in the car, Wei Lan saw the difference in Li Mu and subconsciously asked him: "Ah, why did you grow a beard?"
Li Mu reached out and touched a handful of hard stubble, and said with a smile: "I forgot to shave these days, it's a bit slovenly."
Wei Lan smiled and said, "You don't keep your appearance clean when you have a girl with you. Aren't you afraid that the girl will think you have a stubble?"
"Ah?" Li Mu looked at Wei Lan in confusion, wondering why she said that. Does she know about her and Chen Wan's affairs
However, when he thought about it again, Li Mu felt it was impossible. He was very cautious about his affairs with Chen Wan. No other person should know about it, and it was even less likely that Wei Lan would know about it.
Wei Lan also realized at this time that she might have said something wrong, and said hurriedly: "I'm joking with you, don't take it seriously."
Li Mu then nodded without any doubt, smiled slightly, and said, "I decided to grow a beard for a while to look more mature."
Wei Lan said: "She does look a lot more mature than before."
Li Mu smiled and said, "That's good. I won't be afraid of being recognized when I go to the bar later."
Wei Lan stared at Li Mu carefully and said with a smile: "Although you look more mature and manly than before, you are too naive if you want others to not recognize you with just a little stubble." Now, your face will be deeply remembered by all the people in the country."
Li Mu shrugged: "How about we find a bar with more foreigners."
Wei Lan smiled helplessly, took out a glasses case from her handbag, took out a pair of narrow-rimmed glasses made of tortoise shell, handed them to Li Mu and said, "Put them on and take a look."
Li Mu took the glasses and looked at them. He found that there seemed to be no prescription, so he asked her, "Are they flat glasses?"
"Yes." Wei Lan nodded and said, "It's radiation-proof. I wear it occasionally. Sometimes I wear it when I need to talk to my partners. It's just for show."
Li Mu laughed, put on his glasses, pulled down the dressing mirror above his head and took a look. Not to mention, his whole temperament became different after putting on the glasses.
Before, Li Mu's hairstyle and appearance looked cool and handsome, with a youthful and unruly feel. But now he has a bit of stubble and wears glasses, and he looks much more mature and restrained.
Wei Lan stared at Li Mu, a little lost in thought. In fact, in the age group of 20 to 30 years old, men basically cannot see much difference in appearance. The real difference is the temperament and magnetic field they exude. Li Mu is For example, those young actors on the screen in later generations, regardless of their acting skills, as long as they put on their school uniforms or sea soul shirts, they will look like high school students. Putting on a well-fitting suit, they will immediately become mature. There are few professional elites.
Li Mu now looks like an elite man in his twenties or eighties who has achieved some success in the workplace. Looking at him, Wei Lan even had the illusion that the two of them were about the same age.
Li Mu drove to a well-known bar area in Shenzhen City and found a bar with dim lighting.
Because it was Friday, there were many people in the bar and it was almost full. However, Li Mu and Wei Lan still found a small round table in the corner.
The round table was just big enough for two people, so they sat across from each other, called the waiter, and ordered some drinks.
The lights in the bar were dim, and Li Mu was wearing glasses and growing a beard, so no one recognized him. Li Mu also enjoyed this sense of anonymity and was in a good mood.
The only person who reminded Li Mu all the time was the bodyguard Wang Yuanlang, who was sitting at the bar not far away and ordered a beer. Li Mu only saw his familiar face. It seemed that the other two people were outside and did not come in.
Wei Lan asked Li Mu, "You've been drinking. Will it be okay to drive later?"
"Don't drive when you drink." Li Mu replied subconsciously, and then whispered: "There is a bodyguard following, and we will let him drive later."
Only then did Wei Lan suddenly realize, nodded, and said with a smile: "I had forgotten that you are protected by bodyguards 24 hours a day."
Li Mu shrugged and said jokingly: "I can't help it. The key is that I'm too rich..."
Wei Lan couldn't help but smile and said, "You are quite straightforward."
Li Mu didn't know that the string was wrong, so he hummed subconsciously: "Southern girl, do you like the straightforwardness of northerners..."
Wei Lan's eyes widened and she looked at Li Mu and said in awe: "Are you so talented that you can improvise lyrics and music just by opening your mouth..."
Only then did Li Mu realize that he was getting into trouble because of his quick talk. This was not his own improvisation. It was Zhao Lei's song "Southern Girl" that was very popular in the folk ballad circle.
However, Li Mu couldn't elaborate, so he could only say vaguely: "I just hummed it for fun."
Wei Lan blinked, her eyes completely falling on Li Mu, and said: "Why does it sound good to me? Southern girl, do you like the straightforwardness of northerners, right?"
Li Mu chuckled and nodded with a bit of embarrassment.
Wei Lan tasted the lyrics carefully, feeling sweet in her heart. She always felt that Li Mu's "improvised" sentence was sung to her, because she was indeed a southern girl, but wasn't Li Mu from Southern Su? He shouldn't be from the north, right
So, Wei Lan asked Li Mu with a bit of embarrassment: "You are from Nansu, so you should be from the south, right?"
"No." Li Mu shook his head: "We are from northern Jiangsu. Do you know where the dividing line between the north and the south is?"
"I know, Huaihe Qinling."
"Enemies, we are from the north of the Huaihe River, pure northerners."
"Haha!" Wei Lan smiled like a little girl, and then said with full expectation: "Can you agree to my small request?"
Li Mu asked her: "What's the request?"
Wei Lan said: "Sing the lyrics just now again!"
Li Mu was helpless, but he didn't refuse her, so he sang the lyrics again.
Wei Lan's heart melted as she listened.
After singing one line, Wei Lan asked him again: "Is there another line?"
Li Mu smiled and said: "There is the previous sentence."
"Sing to me!"
Li Mu nodded and sang softly: "Southern girl, are you used to the cool autumn in the north? Southern girl, do you like the straightforwardness of northerners..."
Wei Lan held her chin in her hands and listened with great concentration. Although there were only two sentences, she still fell in love with this "song" in the shortest time. Perhaps it was far from being considered a song.
After Li Mu finished singing, Wei Lan said thoughtfully: "Actually, my heart is very accustomed to the north, but the paradox is that my body seems to be unable to get used to it for a while. During this period, Yanjing is getting very cold and the weather is dry. It’s so bad that my skin can’t adapt to it, and it’s even more unbearable after heating it up a few days ago. Sometimes I wake up thirsty when I fall asleep, or I get dry nosebleeds.”
Li Mu said: "When I go back, I will buy a humidifier and put it in the house."
Wei Lan nodded: "Okay, I'll buy one when I get back to Yanjing."
With that said, Wei Lan asked Li Mu expectantly: "Are there any other lyrics to the two lines you just said? Or will you continue to write them and complete them?"
Li Mu thought for a while and said, "Let's talk about it when we have time."
Weilan knew that Li Mu was Muzi, who was well-known on the Internet and in folk circles. Not only was he good at singing, but more importantly, he was good at writing songs. In her opinion, the two lyrics just now were improvised by Li Mu for himself. Naturally, she hoped that Li Mu could turn this impromptu joke into a real song.
Thinking of this, Wei Lan couldn't help but said excitedly: "Can you promise me one more thing?"
"you say."
Wei Lan looked at Li Mu expectantly and begged, "Can you take the time to finish writing this song?"
After saying this, Wei Lan blushed and added: "Just think it was written for me..."
Li Mu felt embarrassed. He didn't have the ability to "write songs", but he did have the ability to be a copywriter. He could sing and play "Southern Girl" by himself. If he was given a guitar, he could sing it in full now. It's just so obvious. It was too outrageous, so Li Mu said to her: "Tomorrow I will buy a guitar and try to write some time."
"Great!" Wei Lan clapped her hands excitedly, looking at Li Mu with eyes that looked like a fangirl.
Wei Lan was really excited at the moment. She felt that if Li Mu wrote a song specifically for her, she would be so happy that she would be so happy that she could not help but tremble all over just thinking about it.
At the same time, Wei Lan couldn't help but sigh in her heart. Emotion is indeed a weapon that destroys IQ and maturity. Although she has always felt that she is quite mature, at this moment, it is inevitable that she has become much younger because of feelings.
However, Wei Lan didn't care about this. Anyway, his performance at a young age would only be revealed in front of Li Mu, so why should he care too much
(End of chapter)