Previously, many people were still discussing Mo Wen, secretly guessing the relationship between the Battalion Belle Qin Xiaoyou and Mo Wen. Now, Qin Xiaoyou had taken the initiative to ask Mo Wen to be her accompaniment. This immediately pushed Mo Wen into the eye of the storm.
"Damn, it's that Mo Wen again. Who exactly is he? I want to see for myself."
"F * ck! As expected, Mo Wen and Qin Xiaoyou have some unknown relationship. "
"My heart is broken. How could my goddess have someone she likes?"
"Impossible. How could Qin Xiaoyou have someone she likes? It must be fake! It must be. "
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Mo Wen looked at Qin Xiaoyou's sly gaze and his mouth twitched. Asking him to be her accompaniment? Could he be her accompaniment? He didn't know how to do that. Qin Xiaoyou was just messing around.
Just as Mo Wen was about to reject her, Qin Xiaoyou leisurely took out a dry leaf from her body. The leaf was very neat. Obviously, Qin Xiaoyou had carefully selected it.
"I knew you would like this."
She waved her small hand at Mo Wen. The corner of her mouth curled into a proud smile, revealing her two dimples.
Previously, she had heard Mo Wen play a tune by chance, so she had this idea. The tune that Mo Wen played that time had amazed her. It felt very classical and had a melancholy melody. It was as if she was living in ancient times. It was very suitable to accompany her classical dance.
So, she canceled the accompaniment from before, hoping that Mo Wen would go on stage and play the tune that day for her.
Mo Wen laughed bitterly. He didn't think that Qin Xiaoyou would still remember what happened that day. She really made things difficult for him.
"Mo Wen, you and Qin Xiaoyou are definitely having an affair."
Wang Yuan stared at Mo Wen fiercely, as if he was looking at a big rival in love.
Mo Wen couldn't be bothered with him. He stood up and walked towards the stage. He didn't mind. After all, he was just playing a tune. As someone who had lived two lives, he wouldn't have stage fright no matter what situation he was facing.
"Thank you, Student Mo Wen, for your performance. His tune is very touching. Everyone will not be disappointed."
Qin Xiaoyu placed the leaf in Mo Wen's hand and playfully sent Mo Wen a proud look. She didn't really like Mo Wen's indifferent character. She felt that it was too infuriating. He obviously had talent, but he didn't want to show it at the gala. It was too outrageous.
Mo Wen could only accept the leaf helplessly. It was his first time playing a tune in front of so many people, so it was somewhat unnatural.
He walked to an inconspicuous corner and sat down. Without saying a word, he started to play. He did not play the melody of the song he had played that day. Instead, he chose an ancient song that everyone in that world knew. It was called "Blood of Mandarin Ducks". The song had a profound artistic conception, and it told a sad and loyal love story.
The staff took the initiative to place the loudspeaker in front of Mo Wen. Through the sound system, the tune gradually spread throughout the entire venue.
At the beginning, the venue was very noisy. There were discussions everywhere. However, as the tune started, the people in the venue began to unknowingly immerse themselves in it. The tune seemed to have a magical power that could calm the anxiety in people's hearts. Naturally, they would quiet down and listen to it.
Qin Xiaoyu was instantly immersed in the elegant melody. Although it was just musical notes, it was as though they could speak. Everyone seemed to see a beautiful picture appear in front of their eyes. It was telling a sad and beautiful love story bit by bit.
She didn't know when it started, but she couldn't help but dance. She was like the female lead in the story, using her beautiful dance to express all the emotions in her heart.
Spinning, looking back, covering her face, dancing with her sleeves, looking around shyly.
The elegant and beautiful dance was telling of the passion and loyalty of ancient women towards love.
When the song ended, the entire venue was silent. There was not a single noise. Everyone was immersed in the sad and beautiful dance on the stage.
Qin Xiaoyu stopped dancing. She didn't know when it started, but there were two lines of tears at the corner of her eyes. The moment Mo Wen's tune started, she was immersed in Mo Wen's tune. It was as though she was the female lead in the story. She couldn't help but want to use her dance to express her feelings.
As for what she had danced about, she had forgotten it herself.
Mo Wen looked at the quiet venue and smiled indifferently. He was playing a well-known song from that world. It had been passed down for thousands of years. The melody of the song was melancholy and melancholy. It was able to stir up people's sorrowful emotions.
A tune that could be passed down for thousands of years naturally had its own unique artistic conception. Anyone who heard it for the first time would be amazed.
He didn't return to his seat. Instead, he left the venue directly. Qin Xiaoyu's performance was the finale. After the dance, the gala would basically end and the people would disperse.
He had just walked a hundred meters when there was a burst of cheers behind him. Everyone was calling Qin Xiaoyu's name. Her dance had already conquered everyone. As for Mo Wen, most likely no one would remember him.
Just like an amazing movie, the audience would only remember the male and female leads. Very few people would know who made up the story in the movie.
Qin Xiaoyu quietly wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes. Her gaze was fixed on Mo Wen's gradually disappearing silhouette. For the first time, she realized that Mo Wen was not as ordinary as she had imagined. He was actually hiding such amazing talent. It was just that he had always kept a low profile.
"Yang Qi, you seem to be very interested in Qin Xiaoyu. Unfortunately, her eyes have been fixed on Mo Wen."
In the area of the 3rd Battalion, Cheng Hao smiled sinisterly and said to a youth beside him.
The youth was tall and slender. His facial features were exquisite. His face was firm and his eyes had an indescribable sense of sharpness. Even when he looked at you calmly, it seemed to make people feel pressured.
At this moment, his gaze was fixed on Qin Xiaoyu on the stage without blinking. His eyes were filled with passion and infatuation.
"Cheng Hao, don't think that I don't know you have a grudge against Mo Wen. Why? You want to kill him with a borrowed knife? You treat me like a three-year-old child. "
The youth called Yang Qi slowly retracted his gaze and glanced at Cheng Hao. The corner of his mouth curled into a mocking smile.
"Yang Qi, I do have a grudge against Mo Wen. However, this is a different matter. To deal with a mere Mo Wen, do I still need your help? However, don't blame me for not reminding you. Qin Xiaoyu has been very close to Mo Wen since high school. It has been three to four years. The two of them may have developed feelings for each other over time. "
Cheng Hao snorted coldly. To deal with Mo Wen, he naturally did not need Yang Qi's help. Even ten Mo Wens would not be a match for him. However, in the military region, he could not do anything to Mo Wen in a short period of time.
Especially after knowing that Mo Wen's skills were somewhat extraordinary, he immediately gave up on the idea of finding trouble with him in the military region. When they were outside, whether he pinched Mo Wen or stomped him flat, it was still up to him.
However, now that Yang Qi had appeared, he did not mind getting someone else to do his dirty work. Even if Yang Qi knew, so what? Would he let Mo Wen off just because of this?
He understood Yang Qi's character very well. Once he liked a woman, he would definitely not tolerate the existence of a love rival.
Towards Mo Wen, Cheng Hao's hatred grew. If Mo Wen had not spoiled his plans back then, Qin Xiaoyu would have long been in his pocket.
Especially as they grew up, he found Qin Xiaoyu to be more and more beautiful and attractive. However, now that Qin Xiaoyu had fallen into Yang Qi's eyes, he basically had no chance at all.
He knew that he could not compete with Yang Qi, so he hated Mo Wen even more.
After the Mid-Autumn Festival party, Qin Xiaoyu's fame in the military region was like the sun at high noon. Even many professional soldiers had become her fans. Everyone had deeply imprinted her in their minds from that captivating dance.
She had more and more pursuers. Her team of flower protectors was even larger than during high school. Even many people had gradually become her die-hard fans.
As for Mo Wen, he was also very famous. However, most people did not remember his amazing songs, but his ambiguous relationship with Qin Xiaoyu.
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