The rich and powerful: the first lady of Mo Shao

Chapter 101 Do you want to take her out?

Leng Yan had a beautiful dream tonight. She dreamed that she was back when she was young, and she walked to the big locust tree step by step, cautiously. Mo Qing turned around suddenly, but smiled at her unexpectedly, smiling very Fascinated, then slowly walked towards her, held her shoulders, kissed her sideways, the kiss made her confused, confused, but eagerly looking forward to— — That was the scene she had sex with countless times when she first fell in love in the first year of high school.

Waking up from a dream, she heard the sound of the car. She opened the curtains and looked out. The black car had already left, and several female workers in blue overalls were cutting a plant she could not name with thick scissors.

Probably another new species that Mo Qing brought back from abroad!Every time she came to Mo's house before, she could always see several kinds of huge plants with teeth and claws growing in the courtyard.

This man treats plants better than he treats people, and he specially asks him to take care of them on a regular basis.In fact, she felt that it was a waste of money to ask this group of people to trim it. No matter how beautiful the trim is, it would be useless if no one appreciates it. She has stayed in Mo's house for so long, except for Qin Xiaonuo who came once, and there is no need to visit her. guest.

It is precisely because of this that the house looks gloomy, especially... two people died inside...

Leng Yan quickly suppressed the sudden terrifying thoughts that came to him, jumped out of bed, and stood barefoot in front of the wardrobe to pick out clothes.

Walking down from the living room, Mrs. Li was walking in from outside the courtyard, carrying two clothes bags in her hands.

Seeing Leng Yan, she smiled slightly, "Miss Leng, these are the clothes just delivered, probably custom-made by Mr. Mo, and you have a set."

Leng Yan took the bag, lowered his head and pulled it. There are two sets of men's and women's banquet clothes. The colors of the two sets are pretty good. They are mainly light colors, with other auxiliary colors as a foil.

Suddenly ordering such a formal dress, is this going to take her out?

"Did Mr. Mo say something?" Leng Yan raised his eyes and asked Aunt Li.

"No, Mr. Mo left early in the morning without ordering anything." Aunt Li smiled and opened the dining chair, "Miss Leng should communicate more with Mr. Mo, after all, Mr. Mo can't tell me everything."

Mrs. Li really praised her status too much!It seems that every time Mo Qing goes on a business trip or has any itinerary, he gets it from Mrs. Li. She and Mo Qing are just strangers lying on the same bed, and they have nothing to say at all.

In fact, it's good to have nothing to say, because every time Mo Qing speaks, he always opens his mouth with sarcasm.

Since he was so useless, why did he keep him by his side?Maybe to satisfy his pleasure of humiliating her anytime and anywhere!

Leng Yan simply ate a bowl of porridge, grabbed his bag and hurried out. Today is the first day of transfer, so he has to make a good impression on Mr. Jingba.

There are several glass lamps hanging from the brown-red ceiling of the recording room on the second floor, but the thin white light illuminates the faces of the students into light red. And read in a low voice.

Teacher Jingba was standing in front of the recording desk and guiding a girl to audition. He knocked on the door coldly, and he gestured for her to come in without making a sound.

Seeing everyone's serious looks, Leng Yan didn't dare to speak. When she walked to the couch, a girl pointed to the cabinet behind her. He sat behind the girl and stared at the playlist carefully.

There are a total of three songs on the playlist, namely Zhang Huimei's "Reality", Fan Weiqi's "May I Be Brave" and Feier Orchestra's "Millennium Love". These three songs are selected according to the low, middle and high notes. For the sound audition, Jingba deliberately selected several familiar songs.

After the students in front of her finished their auditions one by one, when it was her turn, she stood up from the sofa, so nervous that she almost missed the playlist.

She walked over, and just about to take the headset, Jingba handed over a bottle of mineral water, "Moisturize your throat, don't be in a hurry to test the sound, read the lyrics to me."

Leng Yan unscrewed the mineral water bottle, drank a few sips, took a playlist and started her recitation—recitation is her strong point, and she even won the first prize in the city recitation contest on behalf of her school in high school!
Teacher Jingba was very satisfied with her recitation, and nodded, "It's very emotional, let's try the song "Truth" by Zhang Huimei first."

Leng Yan put on the headset, adjusted the height of the microphone, took a deep breath, and put himself into the state, "What you said took root in my heart. I love you deeply, so my heart hurts. Memories, rolling in my heart, are Not everyone is as stupid as me..."

"When love is too tiring and dreams are too chaotic and there is no answer, can't you cry out frankly, it is very painful to take someone away from the bottom of your heart..."

"Who is brewing a pot of tea on the cliff to warm up the concerns of the previous life, while I am adjusting the jet lag of thousands of years..."

The high-pitched voice is Leng Yan's weakness. After only a few lines of the song "Love in a Thousand Years", Leng Yan felt that the tune was out of tune. Jingba put the fingers of one hand against the palm of the other hand to signal her Stop, "The beginning of the song "Love in a Thousand Years" should be opened with a yawn, lower your throat, relax your jaw, don't open your mouth too much, try again..."

yawn?Leng Yan had never sung in this way before. She slowly raised her lips and imitated yawning with one mouthful, but she was really sleepy. If you make a virtual sound, you won't be able to keep up at all.

Teacher Jingba stopped her again, and thought for a while, "This youth song competition is divided into popular group, ethnic group and bel canto group. According to my intention, I hope that our sound transmission students can enter the bel canto or ethnic group. It's more challenging, but judging from your timbre and singing skills, you are more suitable for the popular group."

When Jingba said that "it is more suitable for the popular group", his expression seemed very helpless, a little resentful, and he lowered his head apologetically, "I'm sorry, Teacher Jingba."

Teacher Jingba brought the activity schedule of the Youth Song Competition and handed it to her, "I hope that all my students will live up to expectations. There are still three weeks before the official preselection of the Youth Song Competition. I will help you choose according to your specific situation. Song, if you have any good opinions, you can also put them forward, and strive to achieve the best results."

Leng Yan nodded seriously, "Mr. Jingba, thank you! I will definitely do my best."

It was already [-] noon after the sound audition, and everyone walked out of the recording studio one after another, rushing to the staff canteen for dinner.

Leng Yan was the last one to go out. She had just stepped over the threshold when Qin Xiaonuo stopped in front of her, "You did well! Did you get involved in the Youth Song Competition?"

"Thank you, Senior Qin, for your compliment." He said coldly against his will.

A surprised smile appeared on Qin Xiaonuo's face, "Praise? You are really shameless." The corners of her mouth were tilted, her eyes were full of disdain and contempt.

(End of this chapter)