Chapter 116

It's hot summer, but he's wearing a thick shirt and trousers.

The back of his bare hand was covered with terrible burn scars.

He had a mask on his face, only a pair of experienced eyes.

Aware of Han Mo's gaze, Mo Tang leaned rigidly on the sofa and said in a hoarse voice: "Mr. Han, I'm sorry. I don't want to appear in front of you with such a face. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I scared you

"Can you tell me what happened to you?" Han Mo asked, he thought about the reasons why Mo Tang refused to appear in public, but he didn't think it was because he ruined his appearance.

"There's nothing inconvenient about it. When I was a teenager, there was a fire in my family. Except for me, my parents and brothers were all burned to death. And I've ruined my face and I'm afraid to show up in public. " Mo Tang said that the fire not only hurt his face, but also choked his throat.

"I like Mr. Han's song very much. Your voice is pure and powerful. When I suffered from burns, you accompanied me through the most painful time. That's why I have the courage to give you my music. I'm also very happy that after your interpretation, my music can be heard by so many people. It's also because of you that I've been able to gain a small reputation in this circle. " Mo Tang's hoarse voice was full of gratitude.

Looking into Han Mo's eyes, it's very bright.

It's like looking at the most brilliant light in his life.

But Han Mo didn't like that look.

I always feel that something is wrong.

Mo Tang seemed to know what Han Mo was thinking. Mo Tang said with a bitter smile: "it seems that I not only scared Mr. Han, but also made Mr. Han doubt my identity. It's normal for you to doubt. After all, you've never met me, but I'm taking the liberty to see you. "

Xu Shaoning looked at Mo Tang sharply and asked, "no one in the circle has ever seen Mo Tang. There are many impostors to replace him. Do you have any evidence to prove your identity? "

Mo Tang handed a manuscript to Xu Shaoning: "this is all the songs I made. Some of them are available, some of them are not yet available. "

Xu Shaoning handed the manuscript to Han Mo, who flipped through it quickly.

The style of these manuscripts is exactly the same, with the unique style of Mo Tang.

It is impossible for outsiders to imitate.

Suddenly, Han Mo knew something was wrong.

In front of him, Mo Tang was too tactful and experienced. He was just a social clich é. He didn't seem to have little contact with people because of his disfigurement.

However, Han Mo did not tell Mo Tang clearly.

He gave Mo Tang a smile: "Mo Tang, nice to meet you."

He stretched out his hand to Mo Tang, but Mo Tang leaned more rigidly on the sofa, "Mr. Han, I'm glad to meet you, too."

Han Mo didn't care that Mo Tang didn't shake hands with him.

Mo Tang licked his dry lips, and his voice became more hoarse: "I came to see Mr. Han because I want to ask for his help."

"Oh?" Han Mo looks at Mo Tang with inquiring eyes.

"Mr. Han, you can see that. I have a serious burn and need a lot of medical expenses. Although I am well-known in the circle, the record industry is in a slump. I can't make ends meet. There's another reason. "

"Why?" Han Mo then asked.

"I'm afraid someone will take my place. Because I have an apprentice who stole some of my music scores. She looks very beautiful. If she pretends to be me, I'm afraid no one will believe me. After all, I look like this. " Mo Tang mocked himself.

"So, you want to sign in to Mr. Han's studio? If your apprentice pretends to be you, Mr. Han can help you clarify? " Xu Shaoning saw the intention of Mo Tang.

Mo Tang nodded.

"Good." Han Mo agreed. After all, Mo Tang helped him out of the predicament.

"Thank you, Mr. Han. Thank you so much Mo Tang said gratefully.

"Mr. Mo, who is your apprentice? Since you are worried that the other party will impersonate you, it is estimated that you are also a member of the circle. You tell me, maybe I will. Prepare ahead of time. " Xu Shaoning said.

"No. I don't want to say who she is unless I see her posing as me at the last step. " Mo Tang said softly.

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In the evening, Tang Xiaoxiao coaxed the baby to sleep and went to wash.

After washing, it's almost early in the morning.

Han Mo hasn't come back yet.

It seems that he will not come back tonight.

Tang Xiaoxiao goes to bed and hugs Han Mo's pillow.

The pillow still has the smell of Han mo.

During this period of time, Han Mo was in Haicheng and would come back almost every night.

For a moment, Tang Xiaoxiao forgot how busy his work was.

It's normal to be a flying man and fly around.

Just because he didn't come back one night, Tang Xiaoxiao thought about Han mo.At this time, Tang Xiaoxiao's mobile phone rings.

Tang Xiaoxiao eyes revealed joy, took the phone.

Seeing the name flashing on the screen, the joy in Tang Xiaoxiao's eyes is broken and replaced by indifference and disgust.

She didn't answer the phone.

But the caller was very patient. After the phone hung up, he called again.

Tang Xiaoxiao got through: "Mengqiao."

Sure enough, Meng Qiao's mocking voice came from the phone: "Tang Xiaoxiao, usually I call you, you will pick up every second. Now you have a long temper

"It's not that I have a long temper. I used to treat you as my brother. I used to think that in the whole Haicheng, you are the best person to me except my grandfather. " Tang Xiaoxiao said that Meng Qiao's betrayal has hurt her more than Zhang Zihe.

For her, Mengqiao is the existence of relatives.