Zhang Ning's face turned red and he looked up at the person in front of him in surprise.

Mo Wenchu ​​smiled slightly, "I've seen all the messages you sent me."

Ever since Mo Wenchu ​​had an accident two years ago, Zhang Ning had treated her account like a tree hole.

At first, he couldn't believe that something had really happened to Mo Wenchu, but all the messages he sent later fell into disfavor. Gradually, Zhang Ning developed the habit of sending messages to Mo Wenchu's account.

Sometimes they talk about daily life, and sometimes they talk about the troubles and difficulties encountered during filming. To a certain extent, Mo Wenchu’s account has become an outlet for Zhang Ning’s emotions. Although it has been more than two years since she

There has been no response.

When he heard the news of Mo Wenchu's safe return some time ago, Zhang Ning was originally a little worried that the messages he sent would be seen by the other party.

But for several months, there was no response from Mo Wenchu. Even though they had just met, she acted as if she had not seen those private messages. Zhang Ning was about to feel relieved when he suddenly heard what the other party said.

There was a hint of embarrassment between his eyebrows, and Zhang Ning's cheeks turned red, "Actually..."

"No need to explain," Mo Wenchu ​​took out her phone and told her her WeChat ID, "You can send messages here in the future."

Zhang Ning smiled and nodded. After clicking and adding it immediately, he whispered, "You have never replied to me. I thought you hadn't read it."

"The situation in the past two years is quite special. I will discuss it in detail with you when I have the opportunity in the future."

The rehearsal officially started and the scene became noisy.

The two of them sat in the front row together, watching the rehearsal of the performers in front of them, chatting and laughing, like old friends they hadn't seen for many years.

During the official rehearsal, Mo Wenchu ​​discovered that Wen Qing's performance time was actually the prime time of the entire concert.

During New Year's Eve concerts, the programs before and after midnight will attract much attention, and the program team will usually arrange the most popular artists to perform during this time.

Among the hundreds of guests present, Wen Qing was not at the forefront in terms of popularity.

It's a pity that she still got such a precious opportunity.

Mo Wenchu's show was after midnight, almost at the end of the concert.

The reason why she was arranged in such a time period was not because the program team deliberately ignored her, but because she actively requested it.

Gu Jue is at home tonight. If her show ends early, she will have to contact her after returning home. If the show is after midnight, she has no reason to stay in a hotel near the Radio and Television Building.

Mo Wenchu's plan was well planned, but when she was enjoying other people's rehearsal performances in the audience, the director suddenly came over in a hurry, took off the headset and said loudly in Mo Wenchu's ear, "Teacher Mo, your show

There has been a change, and it is now scheduled to be the first show after the opening, can you watch it?"

Mo Wenchu:......

"Why?"

"The leaders at the station just took a look at the program list and made a small adjustment to all the programs."

Mo Wenchu ​​rolled her eyes slightly, and Zhang Ning looked at her, "This seems to be much better than your original time, and you can go home and rest early after it's over."

Mo Wenchu ​​bit her lip in confusion. Why couldn't she tell others that she specifically asked the station to put her program after midnight because she didn't want to go home and face Gu Jue.

"I think it's good after midnight..."

"Teacher Mo, the ratings will plummet after midnight. On the contrary, according to usual experience, the ratings of the entire concert are the highest within half an hour and around midnight."

Mo Wenchu ​​couldn't refuse the director's words, so in the end she had no choice but to agree.

However, even if she can't put her performance after midnight, Mo Wenchu ​​can still stay at the scene by watching the show.

She immediately had a countermeasure in mind, and Mo Wenchu ​​went on stage to rehearse in a good mood.

The rehearsal went extremely smoothly, and the feedback from the scattered staff and some artists in the audience about Mo Wenchu's program was also good.

Backstage to make final preparations before going on stage, Mo Wenchu ​​suddenly received a message from Gu Jue.

Although it was just a few simple words, it felt like Mo Wenchu's mood instantly fell to the bottom——

[Go home immediately after the performance]

Although when the staff asked Mo Wenchu ​​to change the program time, Mo Wenchu ​​thought that this matter might have something to do with Gu Jue, there was no evidence after all.

Now the information sent by Gu Jue has confirmed this matter.

Her mood suddenly fell to a low point. Mo Wenchu ​​lay on the table bleakly. When Zhao Yi walked in from the outside and saw this scene, he couldn't help but ask, "Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Wenchu ​​didn't look up and handed him the phone directly.

Looking at the message above, Zhao Yi frowned, "So it was him who made the change in program time?"

"Otherwise? We've already rehearsed. How could the time change at a moment's notice?"

She raised her head from the table, "I really want to avoid him now, and I don't know what to say when we meet."

"You should be firm about the divorce. I will investigate Uncle Mo's matter for you."

Mo Wenchu ​​waved her hands with a smile, "It's only one year, and there are only a few days every month. In fact, if you calculate it carefully, it's only a few dozen days in total. I can still persist."

While taking the phone back, Mo Wenchu ​​looked at Zhao Yi and said sincerely, "You finally got away. From now on, you can be a bodyguard peacefully and stop getting involved in those dangerous things."

"Miss……"

"If I find out that you are investigating behind my back, I will not keep you by my side in the future, do you understand?"

Zhao Yi nodded helplessly, "Yes."

"Okay, isn't it just Gu Jue? It may not be the same after we go back. I'll listen to the music again to avoid getting stuck when I get on stage."

Putting on the headphones, Mo Wenchu ​​temporarily forgot her worries.

Half an hour later, the New Year's Eve concert officially started. After this lively opening dance, the host took the stage, and Mo Wenchu's program was the first one.

The grand piano was in the center of the stage, and with the lights on, Mo Wenchu, wearing a red dress, sat in front of the piano.

Around the stage, dry ice created a dreamy scene like a fairyland. The notes flowed quietly on Mo Wenchu's fingertips. The audience was mesmerized and quietly enjoyed this beautiful scene.

The performance was successfully completed. When Mo Wenchu ​​came off the stage, she heard the warm applause from the audience.

After changing out of her performance clothes in the lounge backstage, Mo Wenchu ​​walked into the elevator wrapped in a black down jacket.
Chapter completed!