Murphy was so stubborn. Once she decided on something, no one could change her mind!
Mo Xiaojuan could only watch helplessly as Mo Fei sat in front of her computer, and then began to click on the email reply and type on the keyboard.
Murphy told Mu Ziang in the email that although she was grateful for the song that Mu Ziang wrote for her, she was sorry that she couldn't accept it. "Because I already have someone I like." She didn't want to give him the wrong impression and waste his time!
"Sis, you can't write like that. It's too straightforward!" Mo Xiaojuan stopped Murphy from sending the email.
Murphy looked at Mo Xiaojuan in confusion and asked, "What's wrong?"
"You can't tell him that you already have someone you like!" Mo Xiaojuan said with a headache. "What if he gets angry and leaks this email to the media?"
Murphy frowned. If it was the Murphy who had just debuted, she would definitely say, "Impossible, how can a person be so despicable?" But now, Murphy still knew how sinister human nature could be.
"Then how do you think I should write it?" Murphy gave up her position and left the professional matters to the professionals.
"Just say that it's because of personal reasons, so you can't blah blah blah …" Mo Xiaojuan skillfully revised the email. Not only this sentence, but the entire email was revised by her. The wording was more appropriate and the tone was more tactful. Of course, the meaning was still the same.
Mo Xiaojuan finally looked at Murphy and asked, "Sis, do you really want to send it? You have to think about it carefully! After you send it, you might have to say goodbye to these good songs! And your new album is also going to be ruined! "
"Send it!" Murphy was very firm and said without wavering.
Okay, Mo Xiaojuan clicked the send button. Seeing the email sent, Murphy breathed a sigh of relief. She felt that she had put down some of the things that she had been carrying.
However, after returning to the sofa and sitting down, Murphy looked at the messy music scores on the coffee table. She collected them, folded them carefully, and put them in a folder.
Perhaps she would use them to practice in the future, but these songs no longer belonged to her … Murphy's delicate eyes revealed a trace of sadness.
"You can't bear to?" Mo Xiaojuan went up and massaged her cousin's shoulders. She smiled and said, "You were so determined just now!"
Murphy rolled her eyes at her and said snappily, "What's there to be reluctant about? Am I the kind of person who can't let go? Hurry up and book me a ticket for the day after tomorrow! "
In the afternoon, Murphy had to go to Beijing to participate in a two-day recording of a variety show. But according to Murphy's own plan, after this business trip, she would take half a month off to accompany her daughter.
Although Niu Meiling had become more and more snobbish in the past few years, she didn't have any intention of falling out with Murphy. She still very gently approved Murphy's long leave. One must know that some of the newcomers in the company or the trainees in the practice room didn't receive such good treatment at all! How could there be such a thing as a holiday?
After Murphy lectured Mo Xiaojuan, she felt relieved. She looked back at the computer that she had just sent the email on and thought to herself, "Perhaps this is for the best! Don't think about taking shortcuts. If it's yours, it'll be yours. If it's not yours, Murphy, you can't take it! "
…
All of this, the initiator, Yang Yi, still didn't know. After he sent the email, he threw the computer aside. Just like how Qiang Zi couldn't reach Yang Yi without calling, this guy would only log on to SNS or email when he needed it.
When would Yang Yi see Murphy's email? This was still unknown. Now, Yang Yi was playing with his daughter in the coffee shop!
"By the way, Xi Xi, who wanted a weapon, went to the East Sea Dragon Palace. Do you know the sea?" Yang Yi gestured, "It's very big, very blue, and it's full of water!"
After listening to the story of Journey to the West yesterday, the little girl was fascinated by the monkey that jumped out of the stone. She pestered her father to continue the story of the monkey all day long. She even didn't want to watch her favorite cartoon!
Anyway, there was nothing to do. It was close to noon, and there were no customers in the coffee shop. Yang Yi told his daughter another story.
"I've seen the sea! It's very big! " Xi Xi raised her small hand and said seriously, "It's a long flight to go back to grandma's house! Then there's the sea below, and Mom said there are big fish in it! "
"Yes, Sun Wukong ran into the sea and asked the Dragon King for a weapon!" Yang Yi said.
Xi Xi was very puzzled. She asked, "Why can he go into the sea? Mom said the sea is terrible! Xi Xi can't go into the sea to play. "
"Xi Xi can't go into the sea to play, because Xi Xi hasn't learned how to swim yet, but Sun Wukong can!" Yang Yi explained with a smile.
"Oh! He has to learn how to swim! "Xi Xi nodded as if she understood.
After a while, Yang Yi finally talked about how Sun Wukong got the most precious treasure of the East Sea Dragon Palace, the Sea Stabilizing Needle!
"It's a very big and thick stick, but Sun Wukong can make it smaller. It's about the same size as the stick in Dad's hand!" Yang Yi said excitedly. He even dismantled the mop, leaving the handle in his hand.
Xi Xi ran over excitedly and asked her father to play with it. Of course, Xi Xi could hold it with both hands, but she couldn't wave the long handle. After all, she was still too young.
"This Jingu Bang, it weighs 13,500 jin! Even if it's smaller, the weight hasn't changed! It's almost as heavy as two or three cars! "Yang Yi said," But Sun Wukong is just right for me. He can dance with it in his hand. "
Xi Xi was still thinking about how heavy two or three cars were at first, but soon, the little girl's attention was completely attracted by her father's performance.
Yang Yi stood on his tiptoes and looked at the moon with the mop in his hand. Then, he took a step back and hit the stick on the ground with his right hand. Then, he hooked the stick with his heel in the air like a football, balancing it perfectly in the air!
Then, Yang Yi tiptoed and the stick bounced up in the air. He leaned sideways and held the middle part of the stick with his left hand. With just the movement of his fingers and wrist, the stick spun like a big windmill.
"Woo woo woo!" The hollow stick created afterimages and whistled in the wind!
"Wow!" Xi Xi exclaimed. She watched without blinking her big eyes. Her two small hands were in the air as if she also had a stick in her hand. She was unconsciously twisting it.
Yang Yi, of course, had never learned the monkey show before. However, he had always been a hardcore fan of Liu Xiao Tong, so he had watched many of his performance videos. With his skills, he naturally couldn't do it as vividly as Liu Xiao Tong, but it was no problem for him to imitate a little and fool his daughter!
"That's it. Sun Wukong got his favorite weapon, and the Dragon King, shrimp soldiers, and crab generals of the East Sea Dragon Palace were very happy to send this troublemaker away!" Yang Yi waved the "Jingu Bang" for a while and then stopped to finish the story.
But at this moment, the little girl had no time to listen to the story. Her eyes were full of little stars and she praised with admiration, "Papa is so awesome!"
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