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Mo Li's performance has been adding extra performances. Taking advantage of the heat, Song Yu accepted several music-related talent shows for him. From behind the scenes to in front of the stage was not what Mo Li wanted, but he owed a debt of favor and had to pay it back.
Song Yu was taken to Canada by Oak, and Qi Siyuan and Qin Muxuan provoked Mo Li's manager. While working, Mo Li threw the phone aside. It was already one o'clock in the morning when the work was over.
The repertoire of public performances is always fixed, but the way of performance can be unpredictable. Morley likes changes, breakthroughs, and innovations. But he played the piece over and over again, and sometimes he couldn't tell what was good and what was not.
Because of the performance, Mo Li had no time to think about other things at all. Tired to the limit, he can fall asleep without sleeping pills. However, in his dream, he could often see Lin Ya.
Every time he wakes up from his dream, he always thinks about calling Lin Ya. However, when the call got through, he didn't know what to say. Hearing Lin Ya's voice, he hung up.
Lin Ya is also interesting, when he calls, she answers. He didn't speak, and she didn't ask questions. He hung up and she didn't call back. Mo Li wondered if she started to hate him.
After a month of domestic tour, Song Yu took Mo Li to Europe to be a replacement for the orchestra. Because of the time difference, Mo Li couldn't contact Lin Ya more and more.
Song Yan would send him a postcard every other week, and then tell a bunch of things about Lin Ya. After returning to campus life, Lin Ya and Su Jiajia became good friends. Su Jiajia was always by her side to help her. If someone laughed at Lin Ya, she was the first to rush forward and scold him bloody.
Lin Ya's background is very solid. After staying in school for half a month, her model test scores returned to the level of the top five in her grade. As long as the college entrance examination is performed normally, there will be no problem in being admitted to C University.
Lin Ya has been able to communicate normally with her schoolmates, and she also consults regularly with the psychiatrist. Although she still has the shadow of that incident, she has shown signs of improvement.
She is trying her best to get out of that shadow.
At the end of the postcard, Song Yan always attaches Lin Ya's recent model test results and age ranking. Since returning to the top five position in her age, she has never dropped out of the top five.
This sense of stability has to be admired.
Knowing that Lin Ya is doing well, Mo Li is more and more at a loss as to how to contact Lin Ya. The orchestra's practice was very intense, and by the time he wanted to answer the letter, he was already too tired to fall asleep.
Before I knew it, another month passed.
In May, the weather starts to heat up. Long sleeves are gradually being replaced by short sleeves.
No matter how hot it is, Lin Ya dare not wear short sleeves. Some things, no matter how hard you try, you can't forget them.
Caisu has found a tricky angle to place the phone, the purpose is to prevent Lin Ya from leaving the country head-on.
She threw herself into Mo Li's arms, just in time for the camera to capture her face. Caisu covered her face and sighed, would Mo Li discover this?
"Caisu, have I emphasized to you before that don't expose her situation!"
Mo Li didn't dare to touch Lin Ya, so he had to lean sideways and try to block the camera as much as possible. After getting used to Caisu's presence, Lin Yayou hid behind Mo Li, put her head on his shoulder, and carefully gazed into Caisu's eyes.
"Sit down!" Lin Ya whispered.
"Thank you!" Caisu instantly felt that she had come alive. This time, the live broadcast was finally not opened.
"Tell me, what can you do with me?" Mo Li took out a piece of light blue origami paper, and skillfully folded an origami crane. Lin Ya followed his example and also folded the paper crane.
The two folded hundreds of paper cranes in the past two days, and the boxes couldn't even fit them. Lin Ya looked at the pink and green paper cranes in the box in bewilderment, feeling troubled. There is no place to pile up paper cranes anymore.
Song Yu would lose his temper if they were left loose outside. He doesn't like Moli origami, because origami hurts his hands. Mo Li's fingers hadn't healed yet.
"Do you want to put it on?" Caisu walked to Lin Ya's side.
Before Lin Ya could look up at him, a magazine precisely hit Caisu on the head.
"Can you have a longer memory?"
Caisu backed away again and again, drooping her head depressedly, "Aren't you making a fuss too much, she looks pretty good!"
"That's what it looks like." Mo Li rolled over and got off the bed, wanting to drive Caisu out directly.
"May I help you dress it up? Wear it up and hang it by the door. Gather a thousand and your wish will come true!"
"This"
Lin Ya hesitated for a while. She took a half step back and left the box containing the paper crane beside the bed. She looked at Mo Li on the left, Cai Su on the right, and finally stared at the loose paper cranes for half a minute. Finally, she nodded and said, "Okay."
There is no such thing as a sewing box in the room. Mo Li was curious about how Caisu would wear the paper crane with bare hands.
Unexpectedly, this guy brought a sewing box with him. In the box, there are colorful threads.
"What kind of color arrangement do you want? Can you help me pick out the paper cranes to be threaded?"
Caisu squatted beside the bed, looking down at the loose paper cranes. There are about 300 paper cranes in the box, and the paper cranes with upward wings account for about two-thirds. Those were all made by Morley!
"Kris, do you still want your hand?" Caisu sighed involuntarily.
No wonder Song Yu insisted on exposing Moli Rosem's identity this time. "Ning Ruo Chu Yuan" was originally an anonymous alliance. Because everyone is well-known in their respective circles, they are worried that the external fame will affect the public's judgment on the quality of the work itself. Therefore, at the beginning of the establishment, they all signed a non-disclosure agreement.
"Properly moving your fingers is good for recovery." Mo Liyun said lightly. With two light movements of his fingers, he frowned in pain. These days, he's really a bit overhanded.
"Look at which colors you want to line up together!" Mo Li pushed the box containing the paper cranes towards Lin Ya.
Lin Ya stared at the box for a while, "Pink-blue-green-yellow-orange-blue-purple".
"A string of seven?" Mo Li asked patiently.
Lin Ya nodded.
"Then can you pick it out for him? You pick it out and he wears it. It's faster, right?"
"This" Lin Ya hesitated and stepped back.
"Elvis, you'll be back soon!" Mo Li pointed to the wall clock on the wall. In half an hour, Song Yu will come to make rounds. This guy, like crazy recently, has been closely guarding Mo Li.
"Oh well!"
Together with Lin Ya, Mo Li arranged the paper cranes in the box into a row in the order of "pink-blue-green-yellow-orange-blue-purple". After all, Caisu was born into a family of tailors. She picked up an embroidery needle and became a tailor. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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