Chapter 59 - 2#
In the rectangular screen, the young man with tired eyebrows had taken off his glasses and was tinkering with them in his hand, looking at the clock hanging on the wall from time to time.
The white lab coat suited him well, or rather, he seemed as if he were meant to be like this.
Below the stage were photographers and reporters holding cameras and microphones. There were many people, yet it wasn’t noisy at all.
He sat on the stage, answering the reporters’ questions unhurriedly.
It was as if he were meant to be like this, confident and calm, clear as always.
In more than three years, he seemed to have improved physically, no longer looking as thin as before.
His eyes were spirited and still carried a smile.
Time seemed not to have taken anything from him. After being precipitated by time, he looked much better than before.
Luo Wenyun smiled, as if saying something, but his voice was too hoarse for others to hear what he said.
The person on the screen glanced toward the camera.
Only for a few seconds, and then the live broadcast ended.
“Ah…”
Someone saw the end of the live broadcast and wanted to wail, but as soon as they made a sound, they found the surroundings were silent and stopped abruptly.
Luo Wenyun returned the phone to the staff member and said thank you.
The staff member finally recovered, took the phone, and said “you’re welcome.”
Luo Wenyun quickly walked away, found the director who was looking at the filmed shots, confirmed that he had no more scenes for today, and then requested leave.
His passing the scene once today saved the production team a lot of money. The director was very happy and didn’t hinder him at all, waving him off.
The assistant didn’t even have time to call the manager who was on a business trip out of town. Seeing Luo Wenyun stepping across with long legs toward the exit of the production team, she could only put down the phone and follow first.
The driver was sitting in the car playing with his phone. Seeing Luo Wenyun coming, he quickly put it away and asked: “Brother Luo off work?”
Luo Wenyun nodded, didn’t speak after getting into the car, and skillfully turned on the phone, dialing that number already etched in his heart.
Unlike before, this time it was no longer “turned off” or “out of service.”
The phone rang for a long, long time. Finally, it was still that familiar female voice, saying “the user you dialed is busy.”
“Where is Brother Luo going?”
The driver turned around, his pupils slightly dilated.
The man still wearing a shirt and tie loosened his tie, leaned his head against the back seat, and smiled wantonly.
It was as if he had encountered some once-in-a-century happy event. The smile on his face was not restrained at all. He reached out his hand to cover his eyes, his laughter low and hoarse.
While laughing, the driver saw that the area around his eyes was wet.
Luo Wenyun was crying.
The driver felt inexplicably horrified and looked at the assistant who had rushed over, asking her with his eyes what exactly had happened.
The assistant shrugged and, while others hadn’t seen, quickly got into the car and closed the door.
Only Luo Wenyun’s hoarse crying was left in the car.
The press conference lasted for nearly two hours. Mo Xuzhi dozed for half an hour, slacked off for an hour, and for the last half hour, he kept staring at the clock on the wall waiting to get off work.
When there was one last minute left, Mo Xuzhi stood up on the dot, bowed again, and waved his hand: “The press conference ends here. Thank you for your hard work, everyone. Happy off-work!”
When he was at work, he was sluggish; when he was off work, he moved faster than anyone else.
The reporters were also amused by his quick movements.
“Happy off-work!”
“You’ve also worked hard!”
“Go back and have a good rest!”
“Thank you! You’ve worked hard for more than three years! Love you!!”
The last “love you” was not loud, but it was particularly prominent.
Mo Xuzhi, who was taking off his ID card, was stunned, then hung the ID card around Wang Zhifeng’s neck, very unskillfully made a heart shape with his fingers, and smiled: “Love you too.”
The reporters in the audience all laughed.
The researcher next to him turned his head, squinted his eyes for a long time, then directly burst into laughter, saying: “Big Manager Mo, aren’t you making a duck egg?”
Mo Xuzhi corrected: “This is not a duck egg.”
The researcher hummed, showing the unique pride of a grandmaster, and said: “It should be done like this.”
A middle-aged man wearing glasses skillfully made a heart shape.
Mo Xuzhi looked down at the heart he had made.
Then looked at the one the researcher had made.
The researcher’s face was full of pride: “This matter still depends on talent. My daughter taught me, and hey, I learned it at once.”
In fact, his little daughter had a whim to teach him to make a heart, but he couldn’t learn it for the life of him. The child was unwilling to teach him, and he himself followed her shamelessly and insisted on learning.
Sometimes as a father, you have to fight for this breath.
And now it’s being used.
Mo Xuzhi glanced at his hand again.
“Like this,” Wang Zhifeng lowered his head, his hands touched Mo Xuzhi’s hands, then gently held his fingers, and said: “Bend a bit here, and then change a bit here.”
“Okay,” Wang Zhifeng let go and smiled, “This looks much better than his.”
Mo Xuzhi looked at the heart modified by Wang Zhifeng, then looked at the researcher.
The corners of his mouth curled up.
The others couldn’t help it anymore. Before they could stand up, they were laughing so hard they could only lie on the table and shake.
The researcher’s expression stiffened for a moment, then he put his hands in his white coat and said: “Childish.”
Mo Xuzhi continued to laugh.
Seeing the person standing beside him smile, Wang Zhifeng’s eyes also curved for a moment. He collected the two ID cards hanging around his neck and put them in his pocket together.
He raised his hand to look at the watch and said in a low voice: “There’s still some time before lunch. It’s time to make lunch by ourselves. What do you want to eat for lunch? I’ll make it.”
“What to eat…” Mo Xuzhi rubbed his hair, a bit troubled, and said: “Anything is fine, I’m not picky.”
“Then Kung Pao Chicken and stir-fried green vegetables, plus an egg drop soup, okay?”
Mo Xuzhi nodded: “Okay.”
“There is no chicken at home; we need to go to the supermarket in a while. Are you going together or going home first?”
Mo Xuzhi put his hands in his pockets and said: “Go together.”
The smile in Wang Zhifeng’s eyes deepened.
The young researcher sitting aside felt something was not quite right as he listened, and finally asked: “Wait, do you two live together?”
Mo Xuzhi looked at Wang Zhifeng.
Wang Zhifeng didn’t speak, just smiled lightly at the young researcher.
It was an indescribable smile, as if it belonged to a winner.
The researcher sighed, stood on tiptoe, and patted Wang Zhifeng’s shoulder.
They lived together. Judging by Wang Zhifeng’s appearance, it wasn’t necessarily that he had won the person yet, but it was probably just a matter of time.
It’s just that others are a bit miserable.
Yesterday he heard the researchers in his department seriously planning how to pursue Mo Xuzhi. Others were still encouraging him, saying against their conscience that he would definitely succeed.
As a result, they learned today that Mo Xuzhi and Wang Zhifeng live together.
Those people probably have no chance.
Wang Zhifeng and Mo Xuzhi left together.
As expected, after the live broadcast, paparazzi squatted at several gates of SARFT. Mo Xuzhi didn’t wait for fewer paparazzi to go out as before but left from the front gate with Wang Zhifeng.
Armed personnel carrying weapons escorted the two into the car. Paparazzi stood on both sides, and didn’t dare to speak loudly. After taking two photos, they didn’t dare to approach, just stood not far away watching the two get into the car and go further and further away.
Seeing this huge number of paparazzi, Mo Xuzhi could almost guess the effect of the live broadcast.
There was always a medical kit in Wang Zhifeng’s car, containing medical masks. Mo Xuzhi found two, put one on himself, and handed one to Wang Zhifeng.
The two went to the supermarket together.
It was almost noon, and not many people were wandering in the supermarket. Mo Xuzhi followed Wang Zhifeng around and involuntarily saw a dog toy.
When the two came out of the supermarket, the driver’s eyebrows twitched when he saw the two with large and small bags.
He remembered Wang Zhifeng said he only bought chicken.
“This is force majeure,” Mo Xuzhi said seriously, “or it can also be said to be a kind of guidance of special substances.”
Wang Zhifeng stood behind and smiled, and didn’t interrupt his nonsense.
The two soon returned to the community. At the moment the door opened, a small white cannonball directly hit Mo Xuzhi’s trouser leg.
Mo Xiaobao struggled to pull Mo Xuzhi’s trousers with his claws, trying to climb up.
Its legs were short; no matter how it pulled, it stayed in that place, and it spun around anxiously.
“Give me the things,” Wang Zhifeng put the things in his hand aside the entrance, then took the bag from Mo Xuzhi’s hand, and said: “If you don’t hug him, I’m afraid he won’t be coaxed well today.”
Mo Xiaobao nestled in Mo Xuzhi’s arms and hummed and chirped as he wished.
The auntie watched the three of them make trouble at the entrance for a long time, standing aside laughing with her mouth covered, then took the bag and moved it to the kitchen.
Wang Zhifeng walked ahead with two large bags and turned his head to ask:
“Auntie Chen has nothing to do today. Is there someone to cook at your house? If not, stay and eat together.”
Auntie Chen put the things down and sorted them skillfully, then said: “No, my daughter is back today and has already made the meal.”
Auntie Chen left. Mo Xuzhi watched her go out and said hello to her with a smile.
Auntie Chen also waved at him with a smile.
Then it was Wang Zhifeng’s personal performance time.
Mo Xuzhi played with the newly bought toy and Mo Xiaobao on the carpet in front of the floor-to-ceiling window while waiting for the meal.
He had tried to enter the kitchen before, but Mo Xiaobao moved around and almost fell into the iron pot to stew himself, so he gave up the idea of entering the kitchen.
It was calm here, but the internet was surging.
While Mo Xuzhi, Wang Zhifeng, and Mo Xiaobao began to eat lunch, the trending searches had been completely dominated by matters related to the live broadcast.
#Mo Xuzhi# Disappeared for three years, he actually went to… #CI Project: For the people, struggling for years# #Behind-the-scenes clips after the live broadcast ends# #Making a heart# #Garbage software, give me back my bullet screen# #Ultimate slacking master# #Mo Xuzhi#
Netizens originally watched with relish, but the live broadcast ended unexpectedly, and they didn’t have time to react.
The result of not watching enough was that the netizens still stayed at the front line of the internet, trying to wait and see if there was any surprise.
As a result, there really was.
Behind-the-scenes clips after the end of the live broadcast leaked out, among which the video clip of Mo Xuzhi and the researcher making hearts was even made into an animated GIF, instantly becoming a new emoticon.
[Help! Too cute!!!]
[What to do, they are all so cute! Mo Xuzhi directly hit my girl’s heart.]
[Don’t you think Mo Xuzhi and Professor Wang next to him match well! When Professor Wang taught him to make a heart, I directly called out “Good guy”.]
[Good guy, good guy, the scene is so happy, I don’t know who to envy for a while.]
[I saved the audio, and this will be my alarm clock from now on. Every morning Mo Xuzhi says “Love you” to me, and I directly jump out of the Five-Finger Mountain.]
[They are all such cute and admirable people! I really love them!!]
[Mo Xuzhi directly makes a fatal blow, so good boohoo.]
The person concerned was completely unaware and was even stroking the puppy.