What earthy singer?Please call me a middle-aged idol

Chapter 146 [Tiefei Capsule] The Real Function
Some people think that they are free and easy, and never think about this kind of problem. If you like it, you can confess it, and if you don’t accept it, you can pull it down. But this kind of situation only shows that the weight of the other party in your heart is not enough.

Qin Kexin cared too much about Zhao Mo, it was difficult for her to accept being rejected, so it was also difficult for her to take this step.

The reason why she didn't dare to confess for so long was because she didn't know what to do next after confessing.

There is nothing wrong with each other, continue to be friends, or don't even have to be friends.

If you really like someone, you will have more and more things to think about, gradually becoming a burden bit by bit, and finally struggling.

Qin Kexin is in such a situation now.

However, Bai Lu didn't like her hesitating so much, so she tried to persuade her:
"Kexin, I've said it all, now you have to take the initiative. The heartthrob on the screen, don't they even have this bit of charm and confidence? If you don't take the initiative again, be careful that Zhao Mo will be snatched away by others! "

Qin Kexin's expression froze when he heard the words.

"Why, Zhao Mo has someone he likes?"

Bai Lu was suddenly surprised and tried to ask.

Qin Kexin shook his head, but his brows were still furrowed.

She remembered the last time she went to Zhao Mo's house and found that he had drunk with a certain woman, and he smelled of alcohol and perfume.

Although it's been a while, she remembers it clearly.

However, Zhao Mo often stayed in the studio and didn't see him interacting with other female friends, so she gradually dispelled her worries.

Now being mentioned by Bai Lu, Qin Kexin's vigilance came up again.

"I've said it all, women chasing men, interlayer gauze."

Bai Lu first put her hands on her hips, hating iron for being weak and said, then began to dance and dance, eloquently:

"Find a good day first, go to his house and ask him to have a drink, get drunk straight away, three times five divisions two, the overlord will force his bow, raw rice and cooked rice!"

"But drinking with him, I must be the one who got drunk first."

"Wouldn't it be better, you just fall into his arms, and then you will be like this..."

……

When Zhao Mo woke up in a daze, he felt a headache.

It took a long time before I opened my eyes, and what caught my eye was the ceiling of Zhang Jingwan's living room.

Beside him is the coffee table, and he is lying on the carpet.

Zhao Mo wanted to get up, but he couldn't use the strength, and his left hand seemed to lose strength.

Turning his head to look, his eyes widened.

Zhang Jingwan was actually pillowed on his arm!

She was lying on her side, curled up like a cat.

The messy hair was pressed against the side of the face, and the eyelashes fluttered from time to time, like a sleeping beauty.

The mature breath between the eyebrows adds a bit of unique charm, especially the tear mole under the corner of the eye, which is coquettish and charming.

Such a delicate and pretty face is close at hand.

Zhao Mo could even feel Zhang Jingwan's breath, and the warm air sprayed on his face, filling his nose with a delicate fragrance.

Is this a dream?

no!
Zhao Moren was dumbfounded.

What happened last night?

His thoughts slowly returned to the time when he was drinking last night, but after recalling it for a while, he found that the memory was directly faulted...

Zhao Mo quickly lowered his head to check.

His underwear is complete!

Looking at Zhang Jingwan again, she is wearing a hip-wrapping skirt, perhaps because of her sleeping position, the hem of the skirt is rolled up at this time, and the snow-white patches are even...

Black.

see no evil...see no evil...

Zhao Mo hurriedly "chanted" in his heart, closed his eyes, and looked at Zhang Jingwan's face again.

After thinking for a while, he decided to look at the time first.

Zhao Mo touched for a long time with his unfettered right hand, and finally found his mobile phone on the coffee table.

Take it over and have a look.

It's only four o'clock in the morning?

Why did he sober up so quickly? Is it because he drank yogurt last night?
Zhao Mo suddenly felt a little cold again.

Although the air conditioner is turned on in the living room, it is easy to catch cold in this weather.

He thought that dragging on like this would not be a problem, so he carefully pulled out the pressed arm from under Zhang Jingwan's face.

Zhao Mo breathed a sigh of relief after pulling out the entire unconscious arm, which was still his own in name.

After the blood in his arm returned, after a burst of numbness, he finally returned to his control.

He got up from the carpet, lightly picked up Zhang Jingwan who was on the ground, and walked towards the bedroom.

It's not the first time this kind of thing has been done.

Seeing Zhang Jingwan sleeping so soundly, he thought she would not wake up if he lightened his hands and feet.

Zhao Mo sent Zhang Jingwan to the bed in the bedroom and covered her with a quilt.

nailed it.

After doing all this, Zhao Mo was about to run away, but just as he turned around, he heard a groan from behind.

"Hmm~"

Zhao Mo looked back and found Zhang Jingwan turned over.

Huh... Fortunately, I didn't wake up, otherwise I would be embarrassed.

Zhao Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and walked away lightly, but when he was walking to the door, there was a lazy voice behind him.

"Pour me a glass of water."

Zhao Mo's eyes widened immediately.

What the hell!

So, when Zhao Mo returned after pouring a cup of warm water, he walked to Zhang Jingwan's bedside and found that she was looking at him with his eyes open.

"Sister Jingwan, the water is poured for you."

Zhang Jingwan blinked her eyes, then struggled to get up from the bed.

"Thank you."

When she spoke, she had a little nasal voice, obviously not awake yet.

Zhang Jingwan took the water glass that Zhao Mo handed over, gulped down nearly half of it, and finally wiped the water stains from the corners of her mouth gracefully, and returned the water glass to Zhao Mo.

Zhang Jingwan's wine has obviously sobered up a lot, but her eyes are still a little blurred and hazy.

It seems to be awake, but it seems to be a little dizzy.

She looked at the night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, then looked at Zhao Mo with her beautiful eyes, and patted the bed beside her very lazily:

"Come up and sleep for a while?"

It was clearly a teasing tone.

Zhao Mo knew she was joking, so he said with a smile:
"Ha, Miss Jingwan, I'll leave first if you're okay."

He left Zhang Jingwan's bedroom with a water glass in his hand.

When Zhao Mo left, he also cleaned up the garbage and sundries in the living room.

When Zhang Jingwan heard the movement outside, a faint smile appeared on her face.

Finally, he closed his eyes tightly, curled up under the quilt, pressed the pillow, the expression on his face was satisfied, and at the same time, he seemed to have made some kind of determination.

……

The next day, when Zhao Mo returned to the studio, he found that almost everyone had returned.

Even Uncle Yang was there.

Although Uncle Yang joined the studio before, he said he was reuniting with Aunt Chu Hong. In order to make up for the regret, he planned to send Yueyue back to his hometown and let his grandparents take care of him for a while, while the two of them planned to go out to make up for their honeymoon.

Boss Zhao waved his hand and asked Uncle Yang to take a paid vacation.

No, Uncle Yang, who came back from the honeymoon, had a happy smile on his face, and he was proud of the spring breeze, and he looked much younger.

Several people were chatting together, and Uncle Yang was talking to them about his honeymoon trip this time.

"Yo, Uncle Yang is back."

Zhao Mo walked over with a smile.

"Hahaha, thank you Boss Zhao for letting me take a paid vacation."

"Why are you two being polite?"

Zhao Mo also joined their chat.

But this time, Qin Kexin, who was sitting on the side, was about to glance at Zhao Mo from time to time.

She didn't know what was going on in her little head.

……

All day today, Zhao Mo was thinking about what song to sing in the competition.

In the morning, the official singing competition has been finalized. The name is very popular, it is called "Iron-Blooded Boys Singing Contest", and it will be held in Kyoto at the end of this month.

Zhao Mo also started to prepare the song.

When it comes to keywords such as "iron-blooded man" and "masculinity", the first thing he thinks of is Lin Zixiang's songs.

Especially the song "A Man Should Be Self-Reliant", it doesn't fit the theme song too well.

But Zhao Mo lost his milking energy and was about to die from singing, so he unlocked the song. After spending money and swallowing a proficiency capsule, he found that he still couldn't sing the high notes in it.

Lin Zixiang is known as the "King of Iron Lung Singers", and he is not bragging at all.

The vocal range he often sings in is not at the same level as ordinary singers.

Although Zhao Mo has swallowed so many proficiency capsules, his treble part is getting better and better, but when he sings this song "A Man Should Be Self-Reliant", he still has to break his voice.

When Lin Zixiang sang this song, he was extremely fierce, and his high-pitched voice was not false, but he really sang and roared.

Many singers have no way to cover his songs, and the sound breaks as soon as they sing, so there have been many related comedic scenes before.

Zhao Mo also thought about lowering the key of the song "A Man Should Be Self-Reliant", but once the key was lowered, he lost the vigor and vigor when he sang it.

Now it's going to be difficult...

Zhao Mo looked worried, and when he was thinking about whether to change the song, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind.

How could he forget about this thing!

Quickly opened the backpack and took out the [Iron Lung Capsule] inside.

After unlocking these three capsules last time, he has been useless, mainly because he has no chance to use them, so he has been throwing them in the system backpack to eat ashes, so he almost forgot the existence of these three capsules.

Looking at the three emerald green capsules full of technology, Zhao Mo began to think again.

Reasonably speaking, according to the description of [Tiefei Capsule], it should be no problem to sing this song after taking it, right?
Zhao Mo thought for a while, took back two capsules, and then threw the remaining one into his mouth.

It melts at the entrance.

He felt that to be on the safe side, it was still necessary to test the effect of the capsules.

Zhao Mo rushed out of his exclusive office and plunged into the recording room.

This is an office building, and you will be complained if you open your voice indiscriminately, let alone singing the songs of Iron Lung Singer.

The soundproofing in the recording room is good, no matter how much you shout.

Several other people in the office area looked at Zhao Mo who was in a hurry, and they were all confused.

"Brother Mo, what's the matter? Why is there such an urgency to urinate and not find the toilet?" Bai Hao said puzzled.

"You made a very vivid comparison, but it doesn't affect him chopping you up after he comes out."

Yu Ze, who was watching the TV series, added a sentence.

Qin Kexin nodded in agreement.

Uncle Yang was watching the news and said casually:
"In the morning, he went in to practice nursery rhymes for a while, but when he finally came out he was downcast. He probably wrote a new song."

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