Part14 allows you to laugh for 30 seconds

In the middle of the night.

Mo Yichen suddenly woke up from his dream. He sat in ** and found that his dream was too real, but too strange.

How can you have such a dream?

In the dream, the bright sky and the green grass, he actually accompanied a child, chasing and laughing on the grass. Mo Yichen never thought about this kind of scene, but he dreamed of it in his dream. However, every picture in the dream was so clear. Even the child's voice and smile can be seen clearly by Mo Yichen.

At this moment, Mo Yichen lowered his head and sat **. He supported his head with his hands, and the child's appearance could not be dissipated in his mind.

It's just a dream. Why is it so real?

Mo Yichen shook his head, and it was really difficult to fall asleep.

Lifting the quilt, Mo Yichen put on his slippers and got out of bed. He didn't turn on the light. He just walked to the window and pulled the curtains open. The moonlight outside came in, and the faint moonlight could not fall into every corner of the room. But he adjusted the light in the room just right. Mo Yichen turned around and walked to the wine cabinet and poured himself a glass of wine. He raised his neck and poured it all into his mouth.

Such a dream is really difficult to erase from the mind and can't be erased. Therefore, it is difficult for Mo Yichen to fall asleep again.

It's been a year, and it's been a year. He lives such a clean life. He is not short of women. As long as he wants to hook his fingers or something, he can come over. However, when he tried to hook his fingers on those women, he finally flinched. No matter how many women there are around him, he can't find which one he wants most.

I can't help it. Mo Yichen doesn't like this sleepless night. I can't fall asleep, and I can't wave away the real dream in my mind. I don't know why, Mo Yichen suddenly came up with an idea. He wants to find an excellent painter, and he wants to put the lingering things in his mind on paper. He wants to see if he can meet this child in reality.

This idea suddenly came into being, and Mo Yichen quickly called Hua Yiyang. Hua Yiyang is the best at doing this kind of thing.

"Hey..."

Waking up from his sleep by a few ringing mobile phone bells, Hua Yiyang was very impulsive to drop his mobile phone. However, who else can call him up in the middle of the night except Mo Yichen? If you drop your mobile phone or hang up his phone, the consequences are very serious.

"Hua Yiyang, find me a painter quickly. You want the first-class and the best painter, do you understand?

Mo Yichen was on the other end of the phone and ordered.

"What? At this time?"

Hua Yiyang's sleepiness is half awake. This president really makes it very difficult for his assistant. It's so late, even those so-called artists who are contrary to human work and rest time should go to bed, okay?

"At this time, hurry up, it's better to be people in S City. Let him come to me immediately. I want someone now.

Mo Yichen is very anxious. Before, he was a little unhappy and wanted to disperse the look in his mind. But now, Mo Yichen really wants to keep this picture.

After a hard time, Hua Yiyang drove a fast car to send a painter to Mo Yichen. At this moment, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

Then, after Mo Yichen saw someone, he forgot Hua Yiyang. Just focus on describing him with the painter

"No, no, that's it."

Mo Yichen's fingers moved on the painter's drawing board, and then pointed out which outlines and details were different from those in his mind.

"Here, it's like this..."

"This place is a little more prominent..."

"Yes, yes, that's it. Here, the eyes here are like this..."

Mo Yichen told the painter these over and over again without any boredom. Then, every time Mo Yichen finished speaking, the painter always stared at Mo Yichen's face for a few seconds. After reading it, the painting in his hand is more in line with what Mo Yichen described.

"Here, that's good."

"Ah..." Hua Yiyang stood aside. It was really difficult for him to understand Mo Yichen's sudden whim. Therefore, it's almost yawning.

"What is Mo Yichen doing?" Hua Yiyang asked to himself. Obviously, the painter and Mo Yichen, who were attentive, did not hear what he said.

A little bit of time, very quickly, an hour passed.

In this hour, for Hua Yiyang, he has almost woken up most of his sleepiness. At this moment, even if you are sleepy, you may not be able to fall asleep normally. Because the room is really noisy, Mo Yichen has been living in the hotel since Qin Muqing left. And the magnificent villa No. 1 was empty, and suddenly it was vacant. It seemed that he didn't want to be reminded of those things in the past, so Mo Yichen also refused to live there.

However, Qinyuan's house is also very large, and Mo Yichen's room is also absolutely comfortable. But this guy doesn't want to live, but it's cheaper. Hua Yiyang has always lived there. Early in the morning, Hua Yiyang also wanted to move to the house he bought. But later, Su Shan came back, and Hua Yiyang delayed again and again, so he continued to live.

Maybe it's because Su Shan is still there, so no matter what, Hua Yiyang will continue to live there.

As time went by, the characters in Mo Yichen's mind gradually jumped to the paper. Little by little, it began to become clearer. When Hua Yiyang saw the new portrait, he became a little interested. He walked to the front of the portrait and looked carefully. This... seemed to be a little familiar.

"Don't block my sight here."

Hua Yiyang was just thinking, why do the characters in the painting seem to be a little familiar? He was pushed away by Mo Yichen, and then Hua Yiyang didn't care why he had a familiar feeling. He walked aside again, poured a glass of Mo Yichen's good wine, and began to taste it slowly.

Four o'clock... five o'clock... The sky began to appear white. Hua Yiyang is already a little sleepy, and the paintings over there have also begun to be colored. He fell asleep on the sofa, and he didn't know what happened behind him.

"How could this... be..."

Hua Yiyang was woken up by this sudden loud noise. He turned over from the sofa. What kind of accident happened? Is there something wrong with the coloring? Hua Yiyang hurried over. When he saw the magical portrait in front of him, he couldn't help sighing that this was a famous painter, and his technique and level were really different.

"The painting is really good, but how come it seems that the more you look at it, the more familiar it is?"

Hua Yiyang said and looked back at Mo Yichen. He didn't know if Mo Yichen would feel this way.

Then, Hua Yiyang's eyes fell on Mo Yichen's face, and he was a little stunned. After a few seconds, he took his eyes back and put it on the painting.

"Wow, my God, this is not... Mr. Mo, isn't this your own portrait? However, judging from the grade, this should be what you looked like when you were two or three years old, right? You dug me up in the middle of the night to find someone to draw a portrait of yourself for you? Or is it the cute version?"

Hua Yiyang couldn't believe that this was what Mo Yichen did. If he dragged him back from Zhou Gong in the middle of the night to make accounts and read the statements, Hua Yiyang fully understood. But today's matter is really too supernatural, and Hua Yiyang simply can't accept it. He looked at the portrait in disbelief. The painter had already left with the money, but Mo Yichen sat there in a daze.

"Mr. Mo, boss, are you all right?"

Hua Yiyang stretched out a finger and poked Mo Yichen's chest muscles. Oh, it's quite hard. It seems that he has practiced a lot recently. Of course, he has to practice. Qin Muqing is not around, and he is not interested in any woman. If he doesn't practice, I'm afraid he can't stand it?

"It's okay."

Mo Yichen was a little angry. Why did he describe himself for a long time, and the portrait that came out was almost exactly the same as in his mind. How could he be similar to what he looked like when he was a child? The child is still very cute. It's really a cute child version of Mo Yichen.

"It's okay, but the more I look at it, the more I seem to be fine."

Hua Yiyang doesn't believe it. Can't he read this expression?

"I will tell, is this the child I dreamed of? I'll tell you, I'll play with him, then lift him up and sit on my neck and play like that?

Mo Yichen really has a headache. What a bullshit dream. What's the matter with what he did tonight? If it spreads, won't he be laughed at?

"Isn't it? Can you remember the child you dreamed of so clearly?

Hua Yiyang really wants to laugh, because this is really funny. However, if he laughs, Mo Yichen will really feel very faceless. Therefore, Hua Yiyang still resisted it kindly. After all, this is his boss. Although he is related, Mo Yichen's six relatives don't recognize him, which is extremely cold-blooded.

"If you want to laugh, just laugh. You are allowed to laugh for 30 seconds.

Mo Yichen's face was elongated. For this matter, he was busy for most of the night. At this time, Mo Yichen found that the painter could draw so fast. No wonder every time he describes it, the painter stares at him for a few seconds. It turns out that this is not something to draw with imagination at all. This is simply a live copy.

Although Mo Yichen was allowed to laugh for 30 seconds, Hua Yiyang suddenly couldn't laugh. Although they have a good relationship, Mo Yichen has been too angry recently. No matter who it is, he will spit fire when he catch him. Naturally, he is no exception. If you want him to laugh at this time, this is to dig a hole for him.

If he really laughs, Mo Yichen will have to bury him alive.

"Why don't you laugh?" Mo Yichen looked at Hua Yiyang and looked very serious.

"No laugh, don't laugh, it's not funny at all." Hua Yiyang said anxically.

"If you laugh, if you laugh, a week's salary will be deducted. If you don't laugh, half a month will be deducted."

Mo Yichen said a sentence smoothly.

Hua Yiyang's eyes are wide open, what? Is it possible that he has to laugh? Moreover, if you laugh, you have to deduct it. Isn't it too unreasonable? This Mo Yichen is still not a human being. What kind of woman is Qin Muqing? She can turn a good living person into a nightmare. Ordinary people really don't have this ability, and others can't learn it.

"Hey hey hey..." Hua Yiyang smiled bitterly for 30 seconds, and then his face froze with honor.

"Remember to go to the finance department to inform that the salary will be deducted for a week."

The echoes of the room, Hua Yiyang's feeling, are all declarations of their own tragedy...