Chapter 79 Another Menglian

Don't walk on the streets of the slum with a tired face, looking aimlessly at the pedestrians on the street.

Ziyue still walked beside him with a pale face.

"Are you kidding? It's up to us to find a girl on such a big planet?" Mo Gree sighed deeply and said, "This is simply looking for a needle in a haystack."

"If you have a better solution, we can also not do so." Ziyue said lightly.

Mo Greed and thought about it carefully, then sighed deeply, lowered his head and said, "Let's continue..."

Just as Mo Greed forward, Ziyue suddenly stopped and showed a surprised expression as if she had seen something incredible: "That, Mo Greed..."

"Hmm?" Mo Greedy responded carelessly.

"Front, front." Ziyue said repeatedly.

Huh? What's the matter?" Mo Greed up casually and saw a girl coming towards her face. It was not difficult to see from her godless eyes that she was very depressed at this moment.

Don't open his mouth slowly, and his chin approached the ground infinitely: "Ah, we found the needle... Is there any mistake? So you can find it?"

"It seems that there is no place to break the iron shoes..." Ziyue put away her surprised expression and said lightly.

"As long as I get her forgiveness, my trouble will be solved, right?" Mo Gree turned his head to confirm to Ziyue.

"Yes." Ziyue said lightly.

"Okay," Mo Cong nodded hard, walked to Menglian a few steps quickly, and said in the gentlest tone he could, "Respect, Miss Menglian, my name is Mo Congre. Maybe you still remember me, but please allow me first..."

Mo Greed's words attracted Menglian's attention. She looked up at the man who blocked her way. Menglian first showed a puzzled expression, but in an instant, this expression was replaced by surprise and anger. Menglian did not listen to what Mo Grean was saying at all. She grabbed Mo Grean's collar with both hands and shook it hard: "It's you! Why did you do this to me? Why don't you recognize my efforts? What on earth did I not do well enough? Why did you do this? Why?!!!"

Mo Greeden felt his head shaking violently back and forth in the 180° arc with his neck as the center, and then he felt that he could clearly see the starlight shining above his head.

Ziyue looked at Menglian, who was very excited, and there was a little doubt in her eyes again.

A quarter of an hour later, in the empty room of a surrounding building - the high-rise location of the building is still prosperous, but the base room has been abandoned.

Mo Greed behind Ziyue and carefully looked at Menglian sitting opposite, who looked at Mo Grean angrily.

"Is this girl really Marilu Monroe?" Mo Greed and asked in a low voice behind Ziyue.

"It's exactly the same as in the photo, isn't it?" Ziyue asked faintly.

"But the personality is completely different from what is shown in the data! According to the information, Mary Monroe is as gentle as water, but this guy is simply as fierce as fire, which is simply the gap between the South Pole and the North Pole. Don't say it quickly.

"Ask her and you will know." Ziyue said lightly.

Don't take a deep breath, came out from behind Ziyue and asked, "Are you Miss Marilu Monroe?"

"Of course not." The girl simply said.

"Woo--" Mo Greed a long sigh of relief and turned to Ziyue and said, "We have found the wrong person," then turned to look at the girl and said with a smile, "I'm very sorry that some minor misunderstandings have taken up your precious time. By the way, can I invite you for a cup of coffee?"

The girl still looked at Mo greedy with unfriendly eyes and said, "Marilu Monroe is just my name as a singer, that is, my stage name, and my real name is Xingmeng."

"Oh..." Mo Greed back behind Ziyue: "It seems that the trouble has not been solved."

"Hello, Miss Xingmeng, nice to meet you." Ziyue fell and stretched out her hand generously and said.

"Hello." Xing Meng and Zi Yue gently shook hands, and then put their eyes on Mo Nean.

"Well, I'm glad to meet you, Miss Xingmeng, too." Don't learn from Ziyue and stretch out her hand and say.

However, this time Xingmeng did not respond to Mo Gre, but looked at Mo Gre with cold eyes.

Don't take back his hand awkwardly: "I think there may be some misunderstandings between us, so please allow me to explain..."

"Does my song sound good?" Xingmeng suddenly asked.

"Hmm?" Mo Grebe looked at Xingmeng with some puzzlement.

"I ask you, is my song good?" Xingmeng asked again.

"Well, it's very nice." Don't be greedy and quickly replied.

Is that right? Which one?" Xingmeng continued to ask.

"Uh..." Mo's ten fingers have been entangled together: "That's the one, the beautiful one."

Xing Meng stared at Mo Gree without saying a word.

"Well, I don't know." Don't admit it honestly.

Xing Meng stood up and looked at Mo Cong and said, "I thought the previous ones were caused by you not knowing me, but I will let you recognize my singing and like my songs!"

"Huh? What is this? This kind of thing like the protagonist's domineering declaration..." Mo Greed and whispered, "Well, first of all, if I like your song, will you forgive me?"

"Maybe." Xing dreamed of saying.

"Well, I'm your loyal fan. Can you sign a photo for me?" Mo Greed suddenly said with starlight in his eyes.

"I refuse to forgive you unless you are really conquered by my singing." Xingmeng said stubbornly.

"Oh, my God..." Mo raised his arm speechlessly: "Why do you struggle with this kind of question that doesn't matter?"

"What's going... it doesn't matter..." Xing Meng said with a pale face, as if he had been stabbed by Mo Gre.

"Don't be greedy." Ziyue whispered, "Why can't you cooperate and ask her to sing a song and then pretend that you like it very much to solve this problem?"

Mo Greed and said helplessly in Ziyue's ear, "I can't tell her that my mother hummed for me before I went to bed when I was a child and let me develop the habit of sleeping as soon as I hear the soft song, right?"

Purple Moon: "..."

"And I'm more surprised why she is entangled in this little problem," Mo greedily shrugged and said, "Who is she? Marilu Monroe, the idol of the universe! There are countless fans in the universe, why do you have to let me become her fan too?

"I feel that there seems to be something hidden in it..." Before Ziyue's words were finished, the sweet song had come out of the soft voice of Xingmeng.

"Oh, please..." Mo said to himself helplessly: "I really... feel... sleepy...Z, z, z, z, z..."

Xingmeng's singing stopped abruptly. She looked at Mo Gre, who quietly went to sleep. Her face was full of blood, and her hands covered her ears and squatted down: "No, it shouldn't be like this. Why don't you support me? Why don't you pay attention to me... I can do it, I can definitely do it..."

Ziyue Liu frowned slightly and stared at the star dream, which seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

"Split personality? It seems that it is not..."