Chapter 1104 Southern Girl

The moment Li Mu replied with a "good" word, Wei Lan threw away her phone and hurriedly started getting dressed. Li Mu was going to pick him up from the community he made up last time, which meant that he had to arrive earlier than him, Wan Wan If you accidentally hit it, it's hard 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 the door, stopped a taxi at the entrance of the hotel, and went straight to the top. The next Vanke Yujing Community.

Wei Lan was afraid that Li Mu would arrive earlier than her, or that she might just collide with her, so she deliberately let herself take her to another gate of the community. Text message: "I'm here."

Wei Lan hurriedly retracted the hand that was about to push the door, and asked him by texting, "Where are you? I'll find you now."

Li Mu replied: "It was 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?"

Wei Lan saw that Li Mu said she was at the place where she got off the bus last time, so she breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly pushed the door and got off the bus, and then entered the community.

Li Mu, who was in the car, didn't mean to call her girlfriends together, but he was polite. Seeing her reply, he didn't say anything. He replied "OK" and waited for her to appear 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 she got in the car, Wei Lan saw the difference in Li Mu and asked him subconsciously, "Ah, why do 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 little sloppy."

Wei Lan said with a smile: "Isn't it sloppy to have a girl to accompany you? Are you not afraid that the girl thinks your beard is too frustrating?"

"Ah?" Li Mu looked at Wei Lan with a bewildered expression, wondering why she said that, does she know what happened to her and Chen Wan?

But after thinking about it, Li Mu thought it was impossible. He and Chen Wan were very cautious. There should be no third person who knew about it, and it was even more impossible for Wei Lan to know.

Wei Lan also realized at this time that she might have said something wrong, and hurriedly said: "I'm joking with you, don't take it seriously."

Li Mu nodded, without doubt, smiled slightly, and said, "I decided to keep a beard for a while to have a look, so that I can look more mature."

Wei Lan said: "It does appear to be a lot more mature than before."

Li Mu smiled and said, "That's fine. I'm not 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 to make others not recognize you with just a little stubble. Now, with this face of yours, who doesn't remember the people of the whole country deeply?"

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 tortoiseshell, and handed them to Li Mu: "Put them on and see."

Li Mu took the glasses and looked at them, and found that there didn't seem to be any degrees, so he asked her, "A flat mirror?"

"Yeah." Wei Lan nodded and said, "For radiation protection, I wear it occasionally, and sometimes I also wear it when I need to talk with partners, just to pretend."

Li Mu laughed, put on his glasses, and pulled down the vanity mirror on top of his head to take a look. Not to mention, the temperament of his whole person changed after he put on the glasses.

In the past, Li Mu's hairstyle and appearance looked a little cool and handsome, and he felt a little young and uninhibited, but now that he has a little stubble and wears glasses, he looks a lot more mature and restrained.

Wei Lan stared at Li Mu and was a little dazed. In fact, when a man is in his twenties and thirties,

Basically, there is not much difference in appearance. The real difference is the temperament and magnetic field. Li Mu is like the little fresh meat on the screen in later generations. Going to that stop is like a high school student, put on a suit that fits, and immediately become a mature professional elite.

Li Mu now looks like a twenty-seven- or eight-year-old elite who has achieved little success in the workplace. Wei Lan looks at him and even has the illusion that the two are about the same age.

Li Mu drove to a well-known bar area in Shenzhen and found a bar with dim lighting.

Because it was Friday, there were a lot of people in the bar, and it was almost full, but Li Mu and Wei Lan still found a small round table in the corner.

The round table can just seat two people, so the two sat opposite each other, greeted 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 concealment from being discovered, and was in a good mood.

The only thing that reminded Li Mu was Wang Yuenlang, the bodyguard who was sitting at the bar not far away and ordered a beer. Li Mu only saw a familiar face of him. It seemed that the other two were outside and did not come in.

Wei Lan asked Li Mu, "You've been drinking, will you be alright to drive later?"

"Don't drive if you drink." Li Mu replied subconsciously, and then whispered, "There are bodyguards following, and he will be allowed to drive later."

Wei Lan suddenly realized, nodded and said with a smile: "I forgot that you are protected by bodyguards 24 hours a day."

Li Mu shrugged and said jokingly, "No way, the key is that I'm too rich..."

Wei Lan couldn't help but smile and said, "You are straightforward."

Li Mu didn't know that the string was right, so he subconsciously hummed: "Southern girl, do you like the straightforwardness of northerners..."

Wei Lan widened her eyes, looked at Li Mu and said in amazement, "Your talent is so great that you can compose lyrics and compose songs with your mouth open..."

It was only then that Li Mu realized that his mouth was about to cause trouble. This was his own improvisation. It was Zhao Lei's "Southern Girl" that was highly sought after in the folk ballad circle.

But Li Mu couldn't go into details, he could only say vaguely, "Just humming."

Wei Lan blinked, her eyes completely falling on Li Mu, and said, "Why does it sound so good to me, southern girl, do you like the straightforwardness of northerners, right?"

Li Mu laughed and nodded with a bit of embarrassment.

Wei Lan savoured the lyrics carefully, her heart was sweet, and she always felt that Li Mu's "improvised" sentence was sung for herself, because she was indeed a southern girl, but isn't Li Mu from Southern Suzhou? Shouldn't he be from the north?

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 belong to northern Jiangsu. Do you know where the dividing line between north and south is?"

"I know, Huaihe Qinling."

"Oops, we are from the north of the Huai River, pure northerners."

"Haha!" Wei Lan smiled like a little girl, and then said with full expectation: "Can you promise me a small request?"

Li Mu asked her, "What is the requirement?"

Wei Lan said: "You can sing the lyrics just now again!"

Li Mu was helpless, but he didn't reject her, so he sang the lyrics again.

Wei Lan listened, her heart almost melted.

After one sentence was sung, Wei Lan asked him again, "Is there another sentence?"

Li Mu smiled and said, "There is a previous sentence."

"Sing to me now!"

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 to it with great fascination. Although there were only two sentences, she still fell in love with this "song" in the shortest time, perhaps it was far from being a song.

After Li Mu finished singing, Wei Lan said thoughtfully: "Actually, I am very used to the north in my heart, but the contradiction is that my body doesn't seem to get used to it for a while. During this time, the cold in Yanjing is very fast, and the sky is dry. The skin can't adapt to it, and it's even more unbearable after the heating a few days ago, and sometimes I wake up from thirst when I fall asleep, or dry nosebleeds."

Li Mu said, "Buy a humidifier and put it in the house after I go back."

Wei Lan nodded: "Okay, I'll buy one when I get back to Yanjing."

After speaking, Wei Lan asked Li Mu with a look of anticipation: "The two lyrics you just said, are there any other lyrics? Or will you continue to write it and write it completely?"

Li Mu thought for a while and said, "If you have time, talk about it."

Wei Lan knew that Li Mu was a well-known shepherd on the Internet and in the folk music circle. Not only did he sing well, but more importantly, he wrote the songs well. In her opinion, the two lines of lyrics just now were improvised by Li Mu for herself. She naturally hoped that Li Mu could turn this improvisation 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 again and added: "Just think it was written for me..."

Li Mu was embarrassed. He didn't have the ability to "write songs", but he had the ability to be a copywriter. He could sing and play this "Southern Girl" by himself. If you give yourself a guitar, you can sing it completely now, but it's so obvious. Some were too outrageous, so Li Mu said to her, "Tomorrow, I'll go buy a guitar and try to write it when I have time."

"That's great!" Wei Lan clapped her hands excitedly, looking at Li Mu's eyes, as if she was a fan girl.

Wei Lan was really excited at this moment. She felt that if Li Mu wrote a song for herself, she would be dizzy with happiness, and she couldn't help trembling even just thinking about it.

At the same time, Wei Lan couldn't help sighing in his heart, emotion is really a weapon to destroy IQ and maturity. Although he always felt that he was quite mature, at this moment, it was inevitable that he had become a lot younger because of his emotions.

However, Wei Lan didn't care about it. Anyway, her performance at a young age would only be revealed in front of Li Mu alone, so why should she care too much?

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