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¡°Agent Mo?¡±
Zhang Zhiqin was a little confused. She didn¡¯t know why Mo Yan suddenly added her WeChat account, and her heart skipped a beat.
"You said you should pass it immediately? I, Zhang Zhiqin, don't want to lose face, right?"
He sneered in a low voice and immediately pressed the "agree" button with his finger.
"Hello, Agent Mo." He said hello politely.
However, Mo Yan was not too polite and said straight to the point:
"Have you started recording your new show? We have three new people in our company. Can you arrange to be a guest on the flight for free?"
Zhang Zhiqin scratched his head in confusion, thinking to himself, you have to ask Director Luo or Brother Fang for this matter. Why are you asking me?
But his intuition told him that if he went back like this, he would definitely be scolded. After thinking for a long time, he finally replied:
"It should be possible. I'll ask the leader tomorrow."
Mo Yan quickly replied: "Thank you then."
Zhang Zhiqin didn¡¯t know how to reply for a moment, but luckily Mo Yan sent another message:
"Are you still not going to rest?"
¡°Uh, aren¡¯t I texting you on WeChat? How can I sleep?
Zhang Zhiqin felt that Mo Yan seemed a little strange today, so he asked:
"Are you really Agent Mo?"
A voice message came directly from the opposite side. Zhang Zhiqin looked back at Fang Xiaole, who was sleeping next to him. He pulled the towel over his head and covered himself.
Then he hid under the quilt and put the phone to his ear.
"Just call me Mo Yan."
The voice was indeed Mo Yan¡¯s cold yet magnetic voice.
"Hey, how about I call you Sister Mo?"
"what ever."
Mo Yan¡¯s reply to WeChat is just like her style of doing things, fast and accurate, concise and to the point.
This makes Zhang Zhiqin not sure how to talk, but she doesn¡¯t dare to say that I want to sleep. What if this sister gets angry?
I could only ask without saying anything: "Are Teacher Lin and Fangfang asleep?"
Mo Yan quickly said: "They have gone to bed, where is Assistant Director Fang?"
Zhang Zhiqin pulled open the quilt covering his head and looked to the side. Fang Xiaole was sleeping deeply, and his head seemed to be covered by the quilt.
He hid under the quilt and quietly typed a reply: "Brother Fang is asleep too, why aren't you asleep yet?"
"If you can't sleep, just find someone to talk to."
Mo Yan recovered at the speed of light again.
Well
"Okay, what do you want to talk about?"
Zhang Zhiqin scratched his head for a long time and finally came up with something.
"casual."
Mo Yan replied immediately.
Zhang Zhiqin¡¯s hair was almost scratched, and she thought that you and I don¡¯t have anything in common, so we just have to talk?
"Can you hurry up?"
Mo Yan actually sent another one.
Why are you still urging me to do this?
Zhang Zhiqin felt even more panicked. After thinking for a long time, he finally came up with a common topic with Mo Yan. He immediately typed excitedly:
"Are your legs feeling better? Can you close them?"
¡°Are you sick?!¡± Mo Yan scolded in seconds.
Zhang Zhiqin is angry. I care about you so well. Why the hell are you scolding me? Do you really think I have no temper?
He quickly typed: "I'm sorry, I was wrong."
When Zhang Zhiqin was covering his head with a quilt and sending a WeChat message to Mo Yan, beside him, Fang Xiaole, who was already "asleep", was also hiding under the quilt, holding his mobile phone in both hands and typing quickly, sending a message to Lin Yao:
¡°Didn¡¯t Manager Mo come to urge you to sleep today?¡±
Lin Yao replied: "Sister Yan has gone to bed. What about you? Didn't you just say that you and Zhang Zhiqin slept in the same tent? Did he sleep? Did we disturb others while chatting?"
Fang Xiaole gently pulled open the thin quilt covering his head, and glanced to the side, only to see Zhang Zhiqin's back to him, sleeping with his head covered.
He hid under the quilt and continued typing:
"Zhang Zhiqin is asleep, so there is no noise, and I am hiding under the quilt to send you a message."
"It feels so interesting." Lin Yao replied.
Fang Xiaole smiled, as if he could see a girl in a nightgown lying on the bed looking at her mobile phone and snickering.
"Did the program go smoothly? Well, have youAre you confident? "
Lin Yao posted another one.
Fang Xiaole replied: "Just now Zhang Zhiqin also asked me if I had confidence in this program, but I pretended to be asleep and didn't answer him."
"Why do you deliberately not answer others?"
Fang Xiaole said: "I am actually confident, but it doesn't matter what I say. Whether the show is good or not still has to be judged by the audience. We just need to do our best to make the show a good one."
"Well, what you said is really good."
Lin Yao was like a little fangirl, thinking everything Fang Xiaole said was right.
"How about you, how is the Mercedes endorsement deal going?"
Fang Xiaole knew that this endorsement was very important to Lin Yao, and he also followed it online when he had time, but he never saw any relevant news.
"Sister Yan said that the negotiations are almost finished, and the contract may need to be signed tomorrow."
Lin Yao answered.
"Congratulations. I will see you in Mercedes' advertisements in the future. It is said that car manufacturers like to give cars to their endorsers. Is it true?"
Fang Xiaole typed with a smile.
¡°I don¡¯t know either, it¡¯s Sister Yan who¡¯s talking. She said I just need to sit next to her and smile nicely.¡±
Lin Yao obviously didn¡¯t understand these things at all, or in other words, Mo Yan had always protected her very well.
"Although Agent Mo looks fierce, he is really nice to you. By the way, is she married?"
Fang Xiaole asked casually. He had no time during the day these two days, so he could only chat for a while before going to bed at night. The two of them chatted about almost anything, and they could chat happily about any topic.
"Sister Yan seemed to have been married once before and then separated. She seems to dislike others asking her this. Fangfang and I never mentioned this in front of her."
Lin Yao reminded: "You have to remember, you must not ask this question in front of Sister Yan."
On the other side of the quilt, Zhang Zhiqin yawned silently and continued chatting with Mo Yan painfully, and finally thought of a topic again:
"Sister Mo, are you married?"
Zhang Zhiqin gained a lot from this question. Not only did she receive a kind voice from Mo Yan:
"Whether I get married or not is none of your business!"
And successfully terminated the chat - Mo Yan never sent another message.
"Can this make you angry?"
Zhang Zhiqin waited for a long time with his eyes wide open, and finally had to put down his mobile phone and reluctantly put his head out of the quilt, puzzled.
Are you so moody at the age of thirty-three?
Women are really scary!
At this time, Yun Hai and Lin Yao were staying in the hotel.
Mo Yan sat on the bed with her knees in her arms, her chin resting on her folded arms, her eyes confused.
It is very different from her usual shrewd and capable appearance.
After a long time, Mo Yan picked up the mobile phone thrown on the bed and found a photo with low resolution from the photo album.
This was probably taken about ten years ago, when mobile phone cameras had relatively low pixels.
In the photo, a girl with long hair and a wedding dress is cuddling up to a man. The girl has a delicate appearance and a sweet smile.
The girl¡¯s facial features are very similar to Mo Yan¡¯s.
To be precise, it was Mo Yan ten years ago.
This is a wedding photo of Mo Yan when she was young.
"Today is September 29th, exactly ten years" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com