Meeting You Is My Simple Happiness

Chapter 147 Just be yourself

Ye Mu's script was prepared by the company for her, telling the story of a pair of girlfriends growing up together. This script is absolutely impossible for the company to leak out. How did Ye Qiyi get it?

"What do we do now..." Seeing that Ye Qiyi was about to end, Ye Qiwen looked at Ye Mu a little worried.

Ye Mu asked Ye Qiwen seriously: "Second sister, in the past few days... Did the eldest sister go home?"

Ye Qiwen looked at Ye Mu strangely. She didn't know what she asked for, but she still answered her: "Yes, I went back the day before yesterday and last night."

"Have she read the script?" Ye Mu frowned, looking at Ye Qiwen uncertainly and asked.

Ye Qiwen was taken aback, knowing what Ye Mu wanted to say. She nodded: "She has seen it, but she didn't take it away, just..."

Ye Qiwen was half-talking, and she was stunned.

Ye Qiyi didn't take it away, but when she was in Ye Qiwen's room, she deliberately removed Ye Qiwen. During that time, Ye Qiyi had time to print a copy with a printer.

"Impossible..." Ye Qiwen frowned, she didn't believe it. Ye Qiyi has her own show, why must she steal Ye Mu's?

Everything is too coincidental. Even if Ye Qiwen doesn't believe it and wants to say a few words for Ye Qiyi, she is not easy to say this.

But if the script is really the ghost of Ye Qiyi, then Ye Qiwen will have a big disaster.

"Xiao Mu, I'm sorry." Ye Qiwen looked at Ye Mu apologetically. The current situation is here. It's hard for her to believe it: "It may be because of me, the older sister... got the script."

Ye Mu bit her lip. She was the third to play. Now it's too late to change the show. What should I do?

"Well, second sister, can you improvise?" Ye Mu suddenly asked Ye Qiwen.

Ye Qiwen was surprised, sorry, she was extremely unconfident to herself: "I have memorized the lines of the script for a few days before memorizing it. I can't improvise."

"..." Ye Mu's shoulders relaxed, and she slowly closed her eyes and let out a breath.

What should we do now? If according to the original performance, except for Ye Qiwen's playing and singing, she and Ye Qiyi are basically the same. Ye Qiyi acted first and had an absolute advantage. If she continued to act, everyone would definitely think Ye Mu copied her. Regardless of the truth, in the eyes of the crowd in the audience, I am afraid that they will recognize this matter. But now it is obviously impossible for her to think of a new idea. In such an urgent situation, how could she think of a complete story?

Seeing that Ye Qiyi was about to finish the performance, Ye Mu became more anxious sitting in his place. She clasped her hands, her eyes hung down, and she didn't even look at the stands. For a long time, she still had no ideas, so she could only get up: "Second sister, I'll go out and get some air first."

"Xiao Mu..." Ye Qiwen looked at Ye Mu guiltily. If it weren't for her, it wouldn't be like now.

"It's okay, I'll think of a solution." Ye Mu patted Ye Qiwen on the shoulder, and squeezed out a few relaxed smiles to look at Ye Qiwen.

Ye Mu walked around the studio from behind her seat. She was going out. The director team reminded: "Ms. Ye will have to do some preparations in a few minutes."

"I know, I'll go to the bathroom, and I'll be waiting directly in the background." Ye Mu opened the door and explained before leaving.

Ye Mu really went to the bathroom, but she just washed her face. The cold water didn't make her sober. She looked at herself in the mirror, who had already washed off all her makeup, and took a hard breath, and said to herself: "Ye Mu, are you going to be so embarrassed today?"

As she said, her hand against the pool tightened. In this show, she passed all the way to the finals, but in the final game, she stumped her, which made her a little unwilling.

He took a tissue to wipe his hands and walked out of the bathroom. Since you can't think of a way, just accept it.

Biting her red lips, she walked out of the bathroom door in a low mood, and almost hit the man standing at the door without raising her head. She did not look up, apologized and left: "I'm sorry."

"What happened?" The man put his hand on her shoulder, and his familiar and pleasant voice slammed into Ye Mu's ear.

Ye Mu shook all over, and hurriedly looked up at the talking man. Seeing Mo Shen, her eyes were a little surprised: "Uncle?

"How did you get into the backstage?" Ye Mu looked at Mo Shen with surprise on his face.

"I see that you are in a bad mood, come and see you." Mo Shen didn't say how he could come in, but just answered her purpose of coming here.

Ye Mu swallowed his throat, feeling a little uncomfortable: "The original script is unusable. I have a few minutes to play. I don't know what to play."

"Can't use it?" Mo Shen asked her, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah." Ye Mu bit his lip and nodded: "The process is more complicated. I'll tell you when the game is over. I...now I'm going behind the scenes to get on stage..."

When she came to the stage, her heart sank. She seemed to be able to imagine that when she came on the court, everyone looked surprised and disappointed.

Mo Shen grabbed Ye Mu, who was about to leave, with a warm expression on his chiseled cheeks, reminding her: "You are here not to win or lose, are you?"

"..." Ye Mu was taken aback, and the wide-open Shui Ling's eyes were full of understanding and understanding, looking at Mo Shen.

With a chuckle on Mo Shen's face, he raised his head to tidy her hair: "Do what you want to do, you think it is good enough."

What she wants to do? She thinks it is good enough?

Ye Mu's suspicious gaze was suddenly awakened, and slowly came up to realize that the pear vortex on her cheek was especially obvious with the smile: "I thought about it!"

"Uncle, thank you." Ye Mu, who was accidentally awakened, was a little delighted and stood on his tiptoe and kissed Mo Shen's cheek. Then quickly ran towards the background.

Mo Shen smiled helplessly at the back of her trotting with hands in his pockets. It seems that his little wife really likes acting.

Ye Mu rushed to the backstage, and Ye Qiwen, who was already waiting in the backstage, was nervously unable to do it: "Xiao Mu, we are next, what shall we do now?"

"Don't worry, when you go to the meeting, you just have to sit down and play and sing." Ye Muyang smiled and patted Ye Qiwen's shoulder to comfort.

"Those lines do not need to be said?" Ye Qiwen asked uncertainly.

Ye Mu nodded: "Well, let's change one."

Ye Qiwen curled her brows and looked at Ye Mu in confusion. Before she had time to ask clearly, the front desk had already heard the host's announcement, followed by applause from the audience.

Ye Mu led Ye Qiwen to the stage following the applause, and stood in the middle of the stage, her eyes raised, looking at Ye Qiyi in the guest seat in front of the stage. Ye Qiyi was sitting there peacefully, looking at Ye Mu with intriguing eyes.

"Before the performance, do the two Miss Ye want to say anything?" The host raised the microphone and asked them.

Ye Mu's lips were leaning on the side of the microphone, but his eyes were looking at Ye Qiyi: "I will definitely do a good job of this performance, the script, and I will study it after it's over."

To others, Ye Mu's words were okay, but the smile on Ye Qiyi's lips suddenly stopped.

(End of this chapter)