Chapter 186 Return

When Zhou Mo heard the words, she suddenly put down the watering pot, and walked quickly back to the room in silence. After a while, before Zou Wenhuai chased her in, she had already brought out a small notebook, walked up to Zou Wenhuai, opened it, and showed it to him.

"Is that the name?" she asked.

Zou Wenhuai stared at the book with wide eyes.

There are four lines of characters on it, and the font is clean and correct. The first line clearly reads - Li Qian, Class 96, Class 1, Department of Photography, Suncheon Film Academy.

Zou Wenhuai froze for a moment.

After a while, he raised his head and said with some hesitation: "I heard that he seems to have been admitted to the film school, but did he study photography... Uh, this, probably... probably not so many names? "

Zhou Mo looked at him with clear and cold eyes.

After a while, she closed the notebook with a "snap" and stood still.

But soon, Zou Wenhuai became excited, "Damn it! This... this... Momo, this kid is yours, right? The one who drinks with you and makes you drunk, right?"

After a pause, he unknowingly turned around in two circles, looking excited and unable to distinguish north from south, east from east, strode to the kitchen door, and asked, "Mama Wu, is that kid not short?" Is it about 1.8 meters... 1.85 meters? Is it a bit tanned? Is it handsome...but...but it seems very powerful? Does it look very calm, not at all Doesn't look like a big boy of eighteen or nineteen?"

He crackled, and as soon as he opened his mouth, several questions were thrown over him. Wu Ma was chopping vegetables, she listened to his question in a daze for a long time, and finally nodded, "That's right! That's what you said!"

Zou Wenhuai clapped his hands excitedly!

Then, he clenched his fists, as excited as if a football player had won the championship. Seeing that, he wanted to shout a few times!

After a while, he ran back to Zhou Mo who was in a daze, and asked excitedly: "Now that you realize it, he must already know who you are, right? Right? Right, Mommy?"

He stretched out his hand to grab Zhou Mo's shoulder, and shook it vigorously a few times. Zhou Mo finally came back to his senses, but he still stared blankly at him with that calm gaze, without saying a word.

But it doesn't matter, Zou Wenhuai has already got his own answer.

"Hahaha!"

He finally couldn't help it, he looked up to the sky and laughed three times.

"I caught up! I caught up! This time I really caught up!" He clenched his fists excitedly and walked up and down in front of Zhou Mo, "No wonder! No wonder! No wonder he heard that I was your manager Man, at that time, he acted very...very...How should I put it, kind! Yes, kind! Who would have thought that the relationship between you two is so good without making any noise!"

Having said that, he turned his head excitedly to look at Zhou Mo, with an unbearably itchy look on his face. Seeing the meaning, if the person opposite was not Zhou Mo, he wished he could not even say "Have you two had sex?" I can ask!

Even so, he still couldn't help saying: "Okay! Momo, what is fate? What is luck? This is fate, this is luck! You see, you can go out for a walk, and you can do whatever you want." Just met him, hey, let’s meet when we met, you two saw each other right away, and then... Then the relationship was so good! You think, you are a singer, he is a gold medal producer, a gold medal musician... And let me tell you, the best thing is that when you two meet and get along well, he knows who you are, but you don't know who he is, so, think about it, this feeling of knowing each other under such circumstances , it must be different from the situation where both parties know each other's identity, right?"

Having said that, he turned around twice, turned towards the kitchen, and seemed to want to say something, but after thinking about it, he stopped again and muttered to himself: "No, at least not today! They are open, so they must find someone Celebrate here! Yes, tomorrow!"

Having said that, he turned his head to look at Zhou Mo, with a hopeful expression on his face, and said, "Mom, let Mama Wu prepare more dishes. How about calling Li Qian and asking him to come over for a drink tomorrow? Tomorrow is the weekend. He should be free! When the time comes, I’ll come over too, so let’s take advantage of the drinking time and directly ask him to write songs for you and make an album for you, will it work?”

Until this time, Zou Wenhuai went crazy, and Zhou Mo seemed to have just started to recover slowly. She looked up at Zou Wenhuai, as if she didn't understand why Zou Wenhuai was so excited like crazy, but it seemed that her eyes were calm, and she didn't care about what happened in front of her just now.

After a pause, she turned her head to look at the kitchen and shouted, "Mama Wu! Mama Wu!"

Wu Ma quickly walked to the door with a kitchen knife in her hand, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong, miss?"

Zhou Mo said calmly: "I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat anymore, just cook your own portion at noon!"

Wu Ma was stunned when she heard the words, and Zou Wenhuai was even more dumbfounded and froze there.

Zhou Mo lowered her head, pinched the small notebook in her hand, then walked into the room silently with her head lowered. Then, she turned around and glanced at Zou Wenhuai who was standing stunned in the courtyard, her eyes were cold and clear.

Under the bewildered gazes of Wu Ma and Zou Wenhuai, she withdrew her gaze, thought for a while, and closed the door with a bang.

... ... ...

It was getting dark.

Zhou Mo nestled on the sofa, motionless.

There were several cardboard boxes on the coffee table in front of her, and many album CDs were piled up in a mess beside the boxes. The few sheets that were singled out have already been torn open, and the beautifully printed lyrics were opened and thrown there.

There was melodious singing in the room.

"No matter how time and space change, how the world changes, your love is always in my heart, do you understand..."

Liao Liao's magnetic voice, with a unique singing style that reveals strength and persistence in laziness, reverberates and brews in the room.

"I want to ask him if he knows my heart, don't let me linger in anxiety, how much I have to change for you to make you stay, I waited anxiously in hope, but you didn't see it..."

One, another.

These CDs were all brought by Zou Wenhuai before, and every once in a while, he would always bring a small box.

But before that, Zhou Mo had never opened it to listen to these songs. Compared with the works of these domestic singers, she preferred to listen to foreign things.

Because in her perception, those who make music in China, those who are willing to work hard to explore the direction of urban love songs, are really too few, and even occasionally there are some singers who are doing this like her. , trying to do this together, but to be honest, most of the similar works that can really inspire and nourish her, and make her feel very enjoyable and pleasant, are still mostly from the English-speaking cultural area-the United States, the United Kingdom, and even Even the urban love songs made by French-speaking French people are much more mature than those domestic works. Not to mention that Zhou Mo is a fan of opera.

But now, she dug out all the CDs and tapes that she had accumulated for several years, and found Liao Liao's, Wu Xing Wu Su's, and the single He Runqing that Zou Wenhuai mentioned in her memory. , find out.

Then, she starts listening from the beginning.

Although Wu Xing Wu Su's "Sister and Sister Stand Up" album is full of weight and has a variety of styles, to be honest, the singing skills of those five girls are really scumbags in Zhou Mo's opinion-straight, widowed Light, no aftertaste.

Therefore, although the songs, mainly the eight songs written by the author of Li Qian's title, were indeed of quite high quality, Zhou Mo only listened to them twice before changing to He Runqing's "Half Pot Sha". Liao Liao's first album "Liao Liao".

The singing skills of He Runqing and Liao Liao cannot be doubted.

The excellence of works such as "Persistence", "Wild Flowers" and "Cheers, Friends" cannot be doubted.

Zhou Mo listened to it over and over again. After hearing it, she couldn't even remember how many times she had listened to it.

Of course, she was always distracted and listening.

In the middle of listening, how long she was distracted, she also did not know.

Suddenly, she picked up the remote control on the coffee table, raised her hand, and turned off the CD player.

The room suddenly fell silent.

Through the transparent glass window, you can see the light coming from the kitchen.

The mobile phone was beside her, and Zhou Mo started to dial the number after touching it—it was the number that she had memorized by heart these days!

However, before the number was dialed, she stopped again.

Delete, delete, delete.

Put the phone away.

She continued to be in a daze.

Then, turning her head to look at the phone, she couldn't help but take it again.

The phone was in her hand, and her fingers were just above the buttons, but after a while, her fingers didn't fall down.

Then, throw it away again.

But a few minutes later, she picked up the phone again.

In this way, I did not know how many times I repeated it.

Finally, she took a deep breath and pressed all the eleven-digit phone numbers one by one. Then, she hung her finger on the dial button.

But in the end...delete, delete, delete!

Put the phone away!

She held her head in her hands in distress.

She didn't need to ask anyone, she could already know that he was him.

She wanted to give him a call.

Whether it's blaming, complaining, joyful or happy, but it's just such a phone call, she can say anything, but she just can't make it!

Is it because of concealment?

No, obviously not!

Until that day, I hadn't even asked his name, but what does it matter?

Compared to the feeling of ecstasy and fascination, compared to the feeling of connecting hearts and breathing together, his name and phone number are actually different. Important, these are needed only because there is that person hidden behind them, with these things, it will be easier for her to find that person—that's all.

So, his name is Li Qian, Wang Qian, Zhao Qian...it doesn't matter!

So, he is a photography enthusiast, he is a literature lover, he is a freshman in the film school, or he is a famous gold medal musician and gold medal producer in the pop music world... It doesn't matter!

As long as he is him, that's enough!

Could it be because of the so-called "talent"?

No, obviously not.

She clearly remembered that she once said to him personally, "You are an exception!"

Moreover, if it wasn't for his talent, would it be possible for him to connect with a boy who looked younger than him by at least a few years? What is talent that can communicate with the soul?

Although when I heard his "Sister", when I saw the two movie scripts of "Swordsman" and "Dragon Babu", when I saw his bad painting , I didn't even know that he was a person who could write songs... But talent is talent.

Talent is never a sin.

What's more, she knew that she loved his talent.

I love "Sister", "Swordsman", "Dragon and Babu", and I love that bad painting full of thoughts but stuck in skills.

But, something is wrong, something is wrong, something is wrong.

It seemed that all of a sudden, when a certain news came, when he suddenly transformed into a famous musician in the industry, and even Zou Wenhuai was excited because he could help him get works from him, that This feeling, the feeling that made her think and pray, suddenly went wrong.

I can't tell, I don't know the way.

It was completely dark outside the window.

Once again, she picked up the phone and stared at the fluorescent buttons in the dark.

Fingers stick out.

She thought: I always want to hear what he has to say, don't I?

He is so smart and understands me so well, maybe he only needs a few words, and the feeling is right again?

However, the fingers hung over the keys and did not fall for a long time.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Zhou Mo was startled, and looked down, it was actually his name.

Almost subconsciously, she was about to reach out to connect, but she hesitated for a moment, but still abruptly stopped the car.

After a while, she suddenly reached out and pressed the reject button.

Then, after thinking about it, she started dialing.

The phone was connected quickly, but after a few rings, the door was suddenly pushed open.

Zhou Mo turned her head and looked over. With the light from the kitchen, she could see clearly that it was her manager Zou Wenhuai and the nanny Wu Ma.

In the shadows amidst the light, Zou Wenhuai's voice sounded, "Momo, are you okay? You're scaring me to death!"

In the darkness, Zhou Mo's eyes were shining brightly.

She looked at Zou Wenhuai calmly, and said calmly, "You know my request, right?"

Zou Wenhuai let out an "uh" and seemed to have no reaction for a while, but he still nodded subconsciously and said, "Of course, how many years have we been working together!"

After hearing this, Zhou Mo continued to say in that extremely calm voice: "Then help me choose a company, I want to continue singing!"

Zou Wenhuai opened his mouth in surprise.

But after a while, Zhou Mo continued: "I only have one request, I don't want Li Qian's songs! I don't want him to make an album for me either!"

***

Well, the recent state is really not very good. I haven't written a book seriously, this is the first time I have been writing for several months, and I write every day. To be honest, this feeling is a bit stressful, and I am not used to it. However, I have been actively working hard to adjust my state, including physical state and mental state. I believe that I will soon find the rhythm required for this continuous codeword, both physically and mentally. superior.

In addition, I haven't calculated carefully, but I roughly estimate that I wrote about 180,000 to 90,000 words in October, less than 200,000 words. Compared with the 230,000 words in September, I feel a little ashamed, but immediately It's only November, and Dao still wants to ask for a guaranteed monthly pass for November. I hope everyone can continue to support me!

Finally, tomorrow I will strive to continue the double update.

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