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Volume 2 Music Festival Chapter 32 See you again in Sijiu City

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    [The same old tune is repeated, and it is still recommended. Do you know any of the emperors and superstars?  Ten thousand words are counted!  Superstars, work hard!  !  ¡¿

    Chen Mo smiled faintly, looked at the scenery outside the car window, and said something that seemed a bit unintelligible to Zhang Hongyuan: "We have been keeping a low profile for decades, and it's time to be high-profile. Being a star is my last resort.  wish!"

    Chen Mo and the other nine came to Beijing more than a week in advance just to have time to wander around.  However, Chen Mo didn't go, and the remaining eight people arranged for one of Zhang Hongyuan's subordinates to be a full-time tour guide. Zhang Hongyuan also specifically emphasized that if these eight people can play well, he will not only promote his subordinates, but also give them bonuses. It can be said that it is a two-pronged approach.  The staff ran away.

    After seeing everyone off, Chen Mo and Zhang Hongyuan returned to the office of the publishing house. Chen Mo placed the manuscript of his new novel "The Dragon and the Snake Rises" in front of Zhang Hongyuan.

    As soon as he looked at the name, Zhang Hongyuan, as a veteran martial arts fan, knew that this was another martial arts novel. He didn¡¯t care about anything else and started reading with his head buried in it.  Zhang Hongyuan didn't even give Zhang Luo tea. Fortunately, he also had a young and beautiful secretary with lively eyes, and he was ready in just three minutes.

    When the secretary, whose eyes were full of excitement for Chen Mo, went out, Chen Mo started browsing Zhang Hongyuan's 300-square-meter office.  The furnishings in the office are quite particular. They are either mahogany or pear wood. Although there are no precious species such as sandalwood, they still look antique.

    But what amused Chen Mo the most was the giant painting behind Zhang Hongyuan, which was two meters high and five meters long, almost covering a wall.  The authentic painting was not made by anyone else. It was painted by Chen Mo himself for Zhang Hongyuan. It is only one meter in diameter and is extremely small.

    Unexpectedly, Zhang Hongyuan himself actually enlarged and printed one. From a distance, it looks like "strange rocks and ethereal peaks, soaring cranes and colorful clouds". On top of that, the fourth brother's wildly written "The World Sings" is domineering.  , the majestic place is obviously elegant, and it feels like a scholarly family.  But when I got closer, I saw that the paper was of good quality, but there was no trace of writing on it. It was obviously printed on it, which was disappointing to see.

    In fact, Zhang Hongyuan wanted Chen Mo to paint one. Unfortunately, Chen Mo was still in high school at the time, and his study schedule was complicated and he couldn't spare the time to make a large painting, so he had to agree to Zhang Hongyuan and wait until he arrived.  Beijing is talking.  Come to think of it, Zhang Hongyuan, who was immersed in studying at this time, forgot for a moment. If he had free time, he might have started shouting already.

    Chen Mo walked around for two times and saw nothing new, so he felt a little bored. However, the little secretary from before walked in with excitement. After greeting Chen Mo politely, he said to Zhang Hongyuan: "Mr. Zhang  , Miss Song Mingli and Song are here, do you see?"

    Zhang Hongyuan raised his head at a loss and said impatiently: "Whoever you love, come when you want, leave when you want" After saying that, he lowered his head and indulged in it again. This novel written by Chen Moxin is a bit novel, with sophisticated writing style and plot.  Not only is it compact, but it is also rare to say that it is written about real kung fu. The lines are filled with the author's profound understanding and suggestions of kung fu. This is not only a simple martial arts novel, but also a secret book that can explain profound things in simple terms.

    The little secretary smiled awkwardly, feeling a little at a loss for what to do.

    Chen Mo was quite surprised at the side: "Oh, Sister Song is here? Come on, I will greet her with you. This girl is quite well-informed."

    The secretary asked out of curiosity: "Mr. Chen, are you familiar with Miss Song?"

    Chen Mo replied as he walked: "We have known each other for several years, and we still have the opportunity to get together every year."

    The little secretary followed a few steps closer and said with an envious look: "Even if you and Miss Song are not in the same circle, they are not far apart. They are in the same literary and artistic circle and the same performing arts circle. It is difficult to tell each other apart. And they are always in the same circle.  It¡¯s great to interact with famous people. I envy you so much.¡±

    Chen Mo said with a smile: "Why, your Mr. Zhang is a prince-like figure in Sijiu City. As his secretary, you can't get in touch with him a few more times? Besides, when it comes to famous people, they are not human beings.  It¡¯s just a few parts, it¡¯s not much longer than others.¡±

    The little secretary looked annoyed, pouted and muttered: "That long part is a monster! You don't know, what bothers Mr. Zhang the most is celebrities, and he really doesn't want us to chase them. However, Mr. Zhang is very fond of Miss Song.  I have a good impression and take good care of him. I don¡¯t know what¡¯s going on. By the way, I heard that Mr. Zhang is very familiar with Miss Song¡¯s brother. Mr. Chen, do you also know Mr. Song?¡±

    Chen Mo couldn't help but laugh, nodded in agreement: "It seems that you have only been working here for a short time, so I don't know you. Song Mingzhe, Brother Song, haha, familiar! If he talks to you later, remember to stay away."  , that guy is a pervert, he likes to hook up with little girls, you must be careful!"

    The secretary¡¯s face turned pale, but she was frightened by the way Chen Mo described Song Mingzhe.On fire.

    At this time, I heard a loud roar coming from a distance: "Chen Mo, you little brat, you are ruining the character of men in front of a little girl. Men can't get around you!" After finishing his words, he watched three people turn around the corner of the corridor in front.  Come in person.

    The leader is a young man under thirty years old. He looks like Zhou Zheng, but he doesn't walk well, his body is swaying, and his steps are awkward. He looks like a second-rate guy. This person is not him, but Chen.  Song Mingzhe, who was previously choreographed by Mo.

    It was this kid who was shouting in the corridor earlier.

    Behind him, there were two women with sunglasses stuck in their hair, both of whom were familiar to Chen Mo.  One is Han Xuefeng and the other is Song Mingliang.

    ?? Han Xuefeng is still the same, short, chubby, looking like a shrewd old lady.

    Song Mingliang has changed again. Compared with her previous pure dress and calm temperament, she now has a more urban beauty image.  With wavy hair, light makeup on her face, and the latest Chanel white-on-black floral skirt, coupled with her delicate face and elegant temperament, she looks youthful, beautiful, and radiant.

    Chen Mo didn¡¯t even bother to speak politely to Song Mingzhe. The two were so familiar with each other that their friendship was left aside.

    Zhang Hongyuan's few friends are all successful or have careers, and have more free time, so they will go to Fengshi from time to time. They especially like the small bridge and flowing water of Chenjiagou, which is obviously different from the urban environment.  Their scenery was so Chen Mo was very familiar with them.

    Chen Mo smiled at Han Xuefeng and exaggerated: "Sister Han, I haven't seen you for a year, but you are getting younger and younger. I remember that you had a lot of wrinkles on your face last year. Why are they gone this year? I am very familiar with them.  I still miss you a little bit."

    Han Xuefeng laughed and scolded: "The older you get, the worse your mouth becomes. I don't know whether you are praising me or hurting me?"

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