This Star Wants to Retire

Chapter 40: Hope and Heritage

Luo Mo glanced out the window for the last time, gathering his thoughts, and no longer falling into memory.

He planned to return to the Class A dormitory to rest for a while, but saw Jiang Ningxi's assistant running over.

“Luo Mo, do you have time now?” said the female assistant who had tanned skin, muscular arms and looked like a bodyguard.

Luo Mo really suspected that he himself could play at least ten trainees in "Idol Creation".

"Is Jiang Ningxi looking for something to do with me?" Luo Mo asked.

The female assistant nodded and did not say much.

"It's okay, let's go," Luo Mo said.

In other words, this first love girlfriend, Mr. Tong, had seen her before.

At that moment, Jiang Ningxi was thin and small, with yellow hair, but Father Tong said that she should be a beautiful woman when she was an adult.

“It looks like he has a good bone shape?” Luo Mo could not remember a single bit.

But now he knows the saying, "Beauty is in the bone but not in the skin".

The result was clear, now I really became a beauty of a cold temper. This is a type of model that is very popular in fashion circles, and the source of the mode is very good.

Luo Mo followed the female assistant into the house and discovered that Shen Yinuo was also there.

The two female team members sat together and gathered into a beautiful sight.

Today, the two girls are wearing tight jeans, it can be said that they have their own spring and autumn.

Jiang Ningxi had always had the title of "Foot Essence", with slender legs and incredible proportions.

He was not such a bamboo foot, his calf was proportional, his thighs were round, his kneecap was not convex, his legs were also very straight, and he could not blame him.

Therefore, wearing tight jeans, she was just as amazing as her long legs.

As for Shen Yinuo, she was still very young and full, so she was tortured.

He is the type with his own sensuality, so wearing tight jeans will have a special tightness.

Jeans look like pictures.

As soon as Luo Mo entered the house, Shen Yinuo said, "Luo Mo, what do you think?"

“Hah? What are you thinking?” Luo Mo did not understand.

“Ah? After I talked about the contract condition last time, didn't you say that you were considering it?” Shen Yinuo's eyes widened and said, “You did me!”

“Hah? Did you stab him directly like this?” Luo Mo shrugged and looked for a chair to sit on.

If faced with advanced negotiation skills, Luo Mo could do well.

This Shen Yinuo was negotiating terms with others, and she did not play cards according to common sense.

What the hell are you saying?

—Kony, very awkward.

Sometimes she doesn't know if this is a new routine, or if this young woman is doing something based on feelings.

Jiang Ningxi looked at Luo Mo and said, "Luo Mo, you might not know the situation in the circle well, I'll talk to you seriously."

Speaking, Jiang Ningxi used her seemingly unemotional calm tone, and her voice calmly told her about the matters of division, studio, resources, etc.

In the end, he concluded: "The new contract that Xiao Shen prepared for you, you can see it, has basically reached the top."

The meaning of these words was that if other companies opened the conditions, they could not be better than Xinyu.

After saying this, Jiang Ningxi did not know whether her first boyfriend still had a place in Luo Mo's heart, or whether she was still a trustworthy person, so she did not know the point, either, and he doesn't know if he's a lobbyist or not.

But everything he said just now came from the heart and considered the matter from Luo Mo's point of view.

Luo Mo nodded, not saying anything, but looked at the contract carefully.

After reading it, he knew very well that they came very sincerely. If this contract was placed on someone else, it was truly nothing to be said.

But Luo Mo still said: "I still insist on the conditions I said before. I'm used to being free and loose, and I don't like being controlled."

"Oh, your idea was wrong. I am a shareholder of Xinyu. I've signed you. You belong to me. Who would dare to accuse you?" Shen Yinuo said.

Luo Mo smiled and did not say much.

The company has its own plans. Many professionals will think that I did it for you. Our professional listening is always appropriate.

In fact, even Shen Yinuo sometimes did not do what she wanted.

For example, the music director at the company is his uncle, who also owns a stake in the company. He has a relationship with your father. He's working on a new album for you. Do you listen to his opinion?

In order to avoid some unnecessary trouble, even if Luo Mo wanted to sign the company, he would have to have enough votes and autonomy, and he would have to make the final decision.

Shen Yinuo looked at Luo Mo, who was unable to put in oil and salt, and said: "In your opinion, if no company can meet your requirements, you won't sign anyone?"

"Yes. Of course, if everyone meets my criteria in the future, I will prioritize Xinyu." Luo Mo smiled.

Shen Yinuo heard these words, only one thought in her heart: "I'm crazy!"

Forget it, just wait a minute.

When he finds out the evil hearts of the people in the circle, he will understand the truth about the coolness under the big tree.

Signing a contract with Xinyu was a win-win situation!

Jiang Ningxi knew very well that Luo Mo looked very relaxed, but he was actually a very wise person in his heart. There is no point in saying more.

He was also thinking of speaking later, maybe he would change his mind.

He looked at Luo Mo and changed the subject: "Luo Mo, for the second appearance, are you still ... adding some opera elements?"

"That's .. I haven't heard you sing in a long time." Jiang Ningxi, the cold goddess, squatted down a few times.

"Yes." Yeah." Luo Mo said straightforwardly.

"Hm." Jiang Ningxi replied gently, already looking forward to it.

…….

…….

After talking to the two girl groups, Luo Mo first returned to the room to rest for a while, and then went to the dance class.

In the evening, after dinner, it was a video session for trainees and relatives and friends.

Many trainees were only eighteen or nineteen years old. They train very hard every day, but in fact they miss their hometown.

Like Tong Shu, he was a little discouraged today. She was raised by grandmother. Grandma doesn't know how to use a cell phone, just a landline. If there is a person who is not next to the phone, they will not be able to answer the call.

At eight in the evening, Luo Mo followed the staff to a small room with a screen hanging inside the room. If the video is playing, it will be directly directed to the screen.

Luo Mo called his father first, and the video immediately connected.

Luo Mo looked at the place and knew that he was inside his small restaurant box.

What surprised him the most was that the master was also with him, which saved him from playing two videos.

Luo Mo, who had been sitting on a chair, quickly got up and greeted the three of them.

After greeting, he remained motionless, as if waiting for something.

In the video, the already bald father looks at him angrily, and then reluctantly calls his son: "Sister."

Luo Shan was a disciple named Tong Qinglin, and his son Luo Mo was a direct disciple, according to their rules, he should be called a senior.

Luo Shan did not mind. Whenever he bragged about the power of his son's opera with the old friends who formed the troupe, he always spoke of "my brother" with pride.

Merely, Luo Mo looked at his father's Mediterranean Sea, worried that he would lose his hair in the future.

Mother Luo constantly asked for warmth, do not turn the AC too low, eat or not eat enough, and get tired every day.

That's when you're a mother.

Luo Mo remembered very clearly. In her first year, her mother told her that the winter in Beijing would be very cold, and she wanted to knit something for her.

Luo Mo said he was going to weave a black scarf, he just spoke casually.

In winter, she receives scarves, cotton socks, gloves...

At this moment, Luo Mo did not like her mother's long-winded fashion at all, and answered every question. He also licked his parents' cooking skills, saying that the food here was not as good as his own little restaurant.

What he did not expect was that he casually said: "I want to eat the boiled pork made by my mother."

Luo Eyes were red.

Luo Mo, who could not see this, quickly turned off the topic of conversation and cared about Master's body.

Tong Qinglin smiled and said authentically: "OK, you don't need to remember it. The boiled pork you want to eat, Master only ate it half a bowl."

Luo Mo smiled and said to the old man: "My brother, our master will be charged at the account of that brother, and the brother will pay when he gets home."

The bald Luo Shan raised his brows, and said unhappily: "Are you using Lao Tzu to recharge your living expenses?"

Luo Mo shrugged and ignored him.

In fact, he knew better than anyone how hard his parents were. If he really wanted to treat her as big money in front of others in his life, he wished to be in front of his family.

After some more gossip, the topic was pulled back to "Creating an Idol".

"Have you seen the first episode?" Luo Mo asked.

“I just watched it.” Luo Ma immediately smiled and exaggerated.

Luo's father didn't speak, and most of his fathers weren't very good at praising.

But the truth is, a small restaurant at home unlike some restaurants, it will play music when guests eat, and their store does not have a sound system.

After "Creating Idols" were broadcast, Luo Luo went to the mall the next day and bought the best sound quality bluetooth speaker under the officer's flick.

In recent days, "Softness" and "Night of Confession" were played over and over again.

After that, some guests reported, why are these two songs repetitive? The love song is incomplete, incomplete.

Papa Luo did not say a word, but said in her heart: "This is my son's song!"

Luo Mo, after listening to her mother's rainbow fart, only felt comfortable and happier than the 10,000 netizens who praised her.

After a while, he said in a serious manner: "Master, I want to incorporate more elements of the opera into the song on the next stage, okay?"

He really asked.

Luo Mo knew very well that many of these older generations were not used to adding opera elements to such pop songs.

Especially the old people in the opera world.

Like Li Yugang on earth, he had been bombarded by many people.

Moreover, Luo Mo inherited from his teacher.

He sang in public, representing his dialogue, even Tong Qinglin!

There's no harm in singing a little in "Big Fish", but it's hard to talk about it later.

Tong Qinglin is already very old, how could I not understand this.

He simply said: "Take it off and do it."

This Taishan Beidou.

"Thank you, Master," Luo Mo said.

Tong Qinglin looked at the disciple she saw growing up, and said: "Master only has one request for you, take care of your heart."

"The disciples want to listen to the teachings." Luo Mo bowed.

Tong Qinglin nodded, and asked, "Ancient Training on Art Learning, do you remember?"

Luo Mo's face immediately became solemn, and said: "I remember, don't dare to forget."

When Tong Qinglin accepted him as Tong Qinglin's disciple read one sentence, and Luo Mo read one sentence after that until she was very familiar with him.

"Read more," Tong Qinglin said.

Luo Mo nodded, and after paying his respects, he began to read.

"【Delivered to my family members, all living beings must listen carefully:

Since ancient times, people had to have cunning abilities.

Our generation is not just in business, so we have to concentrate and work hard.

will be famous all over the world in the future, based on the young ones.

Besides, all the boys are not stupid;

And the homework taught isn't forced?

Not in business now, bosses will not succeed in the future,

If you listen to the incitement of an outsider, you will be abandoned for a long time!

Your parents and siblings, who wouldn't expect you to be famous?

The value of the state emphasizes self-reliance, which is precisely competition in the world.

As for making friends, that was also in the five relationships, as well,

Jie Yiner and so on were young, but the world was hard to come by!

Friends a little carelessly, fox and dog parties greet each other, and,

Gradually eat, drink, gamble and gamble, so that there is no evil and no child: the:

Wen's voice broke, and Wu's kung fu was thrown away, and,

If you call a friend at that time, no one will answer!

Fang Jue was ashamed of losing his reputation.

If that happens, regret will not be achieved.

and there were a few words of advice, the doorman had to follow him,

...]

He read so far, but was suddenly interrupted by Tong Qinglin.

He did not recite the last sentence of "Ancient Art Learning" because Tong Qinglin had recited it.

He was reading to Luo Mo, and it was filled with strong Master expectations for his students:

—"[Talk about the pros and cons, and hope it will continue to improve every day.]"