Chapter 110

As a result of the whole network blackout, Tianyu company's downstairs are always surrounded by reporters, and the employees' dormitory of Tianyu is even more ambushed with reporters from various media. Everyone tried their best to interview Guan Yunyu and wanted first-hand information, but no one could find her shadow.

At this moment, Guan Yunyu is being practiced by Jiang Mo in Xishan villa.

Although Guan Yunyu is a professional, but it is true that she lacks talent and experience. In order to prepare for the album, she also has a good class for a period of time, and has improved in all aspects.

It's just that if you want to deal with the current crisis, you have to work harder.

Jiang Mo taught her almost by hand and tried not to make mistakes.

After a series of cell phone rings, she walked out of the room and asked Guan Yunyu to digest and practice by himself.

"Ginger foam, did you stop this time? I said, you can't fight me! "

A disgusting voice came from the mobile phone. Jiang Mo pinched his eyebrows and said carelessly, "in the end, it's not known who will win."

"Tomorrow is the release of the album, you still say such big words, interesting?" Zhou Han sneered.

"If you call me just to talk about this nonsense, I'll hang up."

"I think you're right. Are you guilty? I must win this time. Just wait for your small company to go bankrupt... "

"Dudu Dudu..."

Zhou Han is not proud enough, has not put enough harsh words, there is a busy tone in the mobile phone, she wants to curse.

"Ningyuan, you can't make any mistakes when you watch the album release."

Ningyuan nodded, "I'll go at once."

Xishan villa.

Hung up the phone ginger foam to re-enter the room, "the opponent has come home to flaunt his power, you can have to refuel ah, can turn over, all depends on tomorrow."

Guan Yunyu nodded, sat in front of the piano and continued to practice.

The mobile phone vibrates again. Jiang Mo sits on the ground at will and sees the message from home Mo Jingtian.

Mo Jingtian: when do I get off work, I'll pick you up at the company and go to the movies in the evening?

Mo Jingtian: what about people? I've made an appointment for your time in the evening. I'm not allowed to leave it to anyone else.

Mo Jingtian:

Jiang morfei picked it up quickly. Looking at 520 in the red envelope, he could not help but lift his lips.

She leaned back in her chair with a leisurely air and her fingers moving rapidly.

Little wife: Why did you come back so soon this time! But what to do? You're late. You have an appointment.

Mo Jingtian: which goblin hooked you up and said, I promise not to kill him.

Jiang Mo directly took a picture of Guan Yunyu playing the piano and sent it to him.

Mo Jingtian: Guan Yunyu again! She is so bad to you that you refuse me for her sake?

Ginger foam across the mobile phone screen can feel someone's strong dislike, and sour home vinegar.

Wife: she's my artist. This is my job.

Mo Jingtian stares at the expression bag touching his head on the screen of his mobile phone. Since he began to travel, they often chat on wechat. At first, it was just dry words, and then gradually there was an expression.

But, ginger foam basically uses the default expression, looks a little regular.

This is the first time she has used any other expression bag, and it is still such a lovely expression.

Mo Jingtian is full of tenderness and is as lovely as her little wife.

Jiang Mo waited here for a long time, but did not wait for a reply, so he took the initiative to send a message in the past.

Little wife: don't come back tonight. Don't forget to have dinner by yourself. Go directly to the album conference tomorrow.

Mo Jingtian: you let me alone guard the empty boudoir for the goblin outside!

"Cough, cough --"

JIANG Mo was shocked by such a gloomy tone. Is this still the big boss who is dignified, indifferent, calm and restrained? If people in the company see this, they will doubt life.

Little wife: big boss, you are dead.

Mo Jingtian: do you really want to work or do you want to hide from others?

Jiang Mo's fingers slightly stopped and sighed deeply. As expected, she was not ordinary. She felt so keen. Su Hebai's words did not affect her at all.

Although they got along with each other for more than half a year, she didn't know much about Mo Jingtian.

Two people who don't know much about it have been married for more than half a year. It is estimated that no one believes them.

Little wife: I work so hard. As a big boss, you not only don't reward me, but also misunderstand me? Too sad, only red envelope can coax good kind!!

Mo Jingtian is helpless. It seems that something really happened.

When she was in Beijing, she suddenly broke the contract and left ahead of time. Although the company had something to do with it, judging from the current handling results, she did not have to go back in person.

If she thinks too much about this, but now that he is home, but he can't make an appointment with someone, and she doesn't even return home, then it can explain the problem.

In the face of his inquiry, she even used coquetry to change the topic and deceive him. If he had not stepped on her mind, she would not have done so.Mo Jingtian is sitting on the sofa with his two long legs curling up at will.

He sighed softly. It was too difficult to guess the little wife's mind.

While meditating, the fingers have been moving quickly, and a series of red envelopes have been sent in the past.

Jiang Mo saw the red envelope constantly jump out, the speed she received was not comparable to the speed of red envelope jumping out, and, each was 520.

So she got them all and counted them. There were twenty.

Wife: are you crazy?

Mo Jingtian: good.

Looking at the expression that she had just sent, the bag was sent back. It was clearly that she was looking for it casually, and wanted to tease Mo Jingtian. Why does it look so cute, so cute and so warm now?

"Sister Jiang, I think this song is almost the same." Guan Yunyu got up and said.

Jiang Mo subconsciously put the mobile phone in the past, "then proceed to the next item."

"Shall we have a rest?" Guan Yunyu swallowed a mouthful of saliva. She has not played the piano for many years. Now it hurts to pick it up!

"I don't feel tired at all." Jiang Mo got up, went to the shelf and took the guitar down.

Guan Yunyu: but I'm tired!

"Come on, go on." Jiang Mo handed over the guitar.

Guan Yunyu can only continue to practice with a bitter smile.

Jiang Mo took out his mobile phone and changed Mo Jingtian's notes into goblins, so he didn't worry about being seen chatting information.

Christmas is coming as scheduled.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Gao Gan informed all media familiar with Tianyu to hold a press conference on Guan Yunyu's rumor of lip synching recently, and will explain the matter at the album conference.

One stone stirred up thousands of waves. Guan Yunyu has been scolded very badly these days. Tianyu has not responded to this matter. Everyone has surrounded Guan Yunyu, but no reporter has successfully interviewed her. The public opinion is almost one-sided, and Guan Yunyu has been trampled into the mud.

As soon as this news came out, the reporter immediately heard the news and ran to the scene of the album release conference with his camera on his shoulder.