"Amin, I'm sorry about the traffic jam on the road. You've been waiting for a long time." Mu Cheng opened his chair and sat opposite Zhou Huimin. It turned out that there happened to be a traffic accident on the way here and was blocked for a long time. When he arrived, When they met at the meeting place, it was already past the time they agreed. "No, I just arrived a while ago." Zhou Huimin shook her head. In fact, she had arrived half an hour ago, but she didn't say it out loud. Makaki has always been punctual, and she believes that the other party will not be late on purpose. After taking a sip and the lemon ice served by the waiter, I felt a lot more comfortable. It is now August and the weather is very hot. Mu Cheng looked at Zhou Huimin, who was slightly tired, and said distressedly: "Why are you very busy recently? I see that you don't look good." Recently, Mu Cheng has been busy with the post-production of "A Chinese Ghost Story", and Zhou Huimin is also busy with his first film. In preparation for Zhang's Cantonese album, the two of them had fewer opportunities to meet. "It's okay. I'm busy recording in the recording room during the day, and go to the teacher's place to study at night. I occasionally catch up on some announcements. It's much more comfortable than others." Zhou Huimin showed a sweet smile and shook his head slightly. Although she was very busy during this period and often left early and came back late, she felt very fulfilled and her energy was still very good. . "Don't be too tired, take a proper rest, and don't pay attention to unnecessary announcements." Seeing that she was in good spirits, but her face was slightly pale, Mu Cheng nodded. "Well, they are all relatively important announcements. The company has not arranged anything for me." Speaking of the announcements, Zhou Huimin knew that she was already very happy. You don't have to be busy like other artists in the company, socializing here and there. Except for some important announcements in the company, she only needs to concentrate on studying and exercising. "That's good." Mu Cheng nodded with confidence. "Miss Zhou, is it ready to serve?" the waiter came over and asked in a low voice. "Well. It's time to serve." Zhou Huimin smiled and nodded. "What did you order?" Makuchi felt really hungry, so after the waiter left, he asked directly. ¡°I won¡¯t tell you, I¡¯ll find out later.¡± Zhou Huimin winked mischievously. He hadn¡¯t eaten with Mu Cheng for several days, and today they were together again, so Zhou Huimin was in a good mood. People in love are just different. "Don't tell me? It couldn't be that a certain rabbit ordered all the vegetables and radishes." Makuro also blinked and said narrowly. "You are the rabbit." Zhou Huimin waved her pink fist angrily. She prefers to eat vegetables and is not too fond of meat. So Mu Cheng often said that she was just a little rabbit, and she would provoke Zhou Huimin to give her a pink punch every time. "Who are you to be such a picky eater?" Mu Cheng didn't care about Zhou Huimin's fist waving at her, because she had thin arms and legs. What kind of lethality can it have. What's more, Makuchi still practices martial arts every day and has a strong and strong body. Put on an expression that says you are like that, and shrug helplessly as you speak. Zhou Huimin was so angry that her teeth were itching, but unfortunately she was in a public place now. If she were at home, she would definitely give him the Invincible Beauty Super Pink Fist to see if he was still proud of it. In the end, I had no choice but to tilt my head and ignore it. "Haha" Mu Cheng couldn't help but chuckle when he saw Zhou Huimin, a child, turned his head and ignored him. At this time, several waiters carrying large plates came over. Zhou Huimin turned his head back, but still when others were not paying attention. He glared at Makaki and motioned for him to look at his order. Three meat dishes and one vegetable dish come with a pot of soup, including fish and meat, especially the large plate of braised pork, which is very appetizing. Zhou Huimin naturally knows that Mucheng practices martial arts all year round, and Zhou Huimin naturally knows that, so she ordered these meat dishes. If she herself, she might just have one or two vegetables. Who would have thought that guy would actually dare to laugh at himself as a rabbit? He probably has nothing to say this time. Mu Cheng was just teasing her. Looking at Zhou Huimin's look, he also showed a surprised expression in cooperation. Then he looked at Zhou Huimin with a smile and said. "I knew you were the best and wouldn't let me turn into a rabbit," "Huh, huh," Zhou Huimin was very happy when she heard Mu Cheng praise her at first, but the next sentence made her choke with anger again. He stood up and coughed vigorously while holding on to the table. "Come and have a drink of water." Mu Cheng didn't expect that the girl would choke when she spoke. He quickly got up and came behind Zhou Huimin and patted her back gently. Taking the tea handed over by Mu Cheng, Zhou Huimin took a few sips and finally calmed down. Seeing that she was fine, Mu Cheng just sat down and took his place.??He heard Zhou Huimin's angry voice. "Huh, good intentions are not rewarded" "Yes, yes, yes, it's all my fault." Makuchi immediately put on a groveling look and looked at her fawningly. Looking at Mu Cheng¡¯s funny look, Zhou Huimin couldn¡¯t hold back and burst out laughing. Seeing Zhou Huimin smiling, Mucheng returned to his normal appearance and said with a smile: "Okay, let's eat quickly. The food will be cold later." While speaking, he took a piece of the steamed seabass from the plate on the table. He placed a piece of the most tender fish belly in Zhou Huimin's bowl. "If you don't like to eat greasy food, then eat more fish. It's very nutritious." "Yes," Zhou Huimin nodded slightly. At this time, his heart was full of joy, and all the anger just now disappeared. After giving Zhou Huimin a piece of fish, Mu Cheng got himself a piece of greasy-looking braised pork and ate it with big mouthfuls. The braised pork looks very greasy, but it tastes very smooth and does not feel greasy at all. At least that's what Makiro thinks. He really likes braised pork. The previous laughter disappeared, and the room seemed very warm for a while. You two would give me a piece, and I would give you a piece. It was very comfortable. Several plates of food were all gone without realizing it, 80% of which went into Mucheng's stomach. Zhou Huimin only ate some fish and the plate of vegetables, and Mucheng took care of the rest. "Ah, it feels so comfortable." After finishing the last mouthful of rice, Makaki leaned back on the chair behind him indifferently. Zhou Huimin was already full, so she just looked at Mu Cheng quietly from the side. Seeing that Mu Cheng was also full, she considerately handed over a tissue. After taking the paper towel and wiping it, Makuro asked the waiter to remove all these things and ordered two more cups of milk tea. "By the way, I almost forgot, this is for you." After the two chatted in the room for a while, Makuro seemed to suddenly remember something. He put his right hand into his trouser pocket and took it out for a while, and finally took it out. A crumpled and disfigured manuscript was handed to Zhou Huimin. "What is this?" Zhou Huimin took it simply, but still looked at Mu Cheng with doubts in his watery eyes. "This is a song that I thought of a few days ago. You are going to release a Cantonese album, so it will be useful." Makuro explained simply, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing that couldn't be more ordinary. "What, you said this is a new song you wrote?" Zhou Huimin was originally wondering why Mu Cheng was giving her this thing that looked like waste paper, but when he heard Mu Cheng said it was a new song he wrote, He immediately held it tightly in his hand like a treasure and protected it carefully. She did not open it first to confirm but glared at Makuro angrily, complaining with dissatisfaction: "You guys are really using such old paper to write songs, and you have made it so damaged." Zhou Huimin was really a little speechless. You must know that every singer cherishes a good song very much. Everyone who begs their grandfather and grandma hopes to have it. It is only Mucheng who does not take it seriously. You said she knew it was a good song without even opening it. That's not because all the songs written by the guy in front of her are classics, and Makaki just said that it is a good song. Given to her to be included in her new album, it certainly won't be too bad. Zhou Huimin has always admired and trusted Mu Cheng's ability, and it can even be said that he has a little bit of worship. "Um" Looking at Zhou Huimin's eager eyes and looking at the wrinkled white paper, Mu Cheng touched his nose helplessly and explained in a low voice, "I also suddenly remembered it, so I wrote it down casually, and When I first wrote it, it was a clean piece of white paper, but somehow it ended up like this." Makiro's voice became smaller and smaller as he spoke. In fact, he had written this song on the fly before he came here, and he just picked it up casually. I started writing on a piece of white paper on my desk. After I finished writing, I folded it a few times and put it into my trouser pocket. I never expected that it would be wrinkled like this when I took it out. "Huh," after listening to Mu Cheng's explanation, Zhou Huimin glared at Mu Cheng again, and then carefully opened the crumpled white paper, as if he were opening some rare treasure with the same concentration and care. . (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster! ps: It¡¯s finally coded, upload it quickly, thank you friends for your support, your support is the motivation for my writing. Thank you privately dneyliu, admire the stars, Rewards from friends like Hupi Doudou and Lu Xiaoqing.