Maybe because of his restraint, Mo Ran didn't talk much during the meal. He relied on Zhou Zibo to control the situation and chatted all over the world.

Although Lin Yu collaborated with Mo Ran on two songs, it was only for work, and there was no deeper interaction after the song recording, so he didn’t know much about Mo Ran’s character, but on the surface, he was not an introvert.

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But at the dinner table, he didn't seem particularly talkative.

Everyone has two sides, and people like Zhou Zibo who are always silly and happy regardless of the time are quite rare.

It is because of this character that it is so precious.

After everyone had finished dinner, Lin Yu was cleaning up in the kitchen alone. The two elders were surrounding Little Mango. No matter what Little Mango did, the old couple would laugh happily. It was not a cooperative laugh, but a really happy laugh. They were very kind to their child.

Love is completely melted into laughter.

Even the portrait that Little Mango drew for his grandfather, which showed people and ghosts, the old man liked it so much that he posted it on the wall beside his bed.

The old lady was even more envious and strongly asked her granddaughter to draw one for her.

After the little guy finished eating, he helped his grandma paint.

Zhou Zibo was the biggest melon-eating crowd, squatting aside and enjoying himself sillyly.

Mo Ran also found it amusing to see the three people making trouble, and watched for a while. But he was not as heartless as Zhou Zibo. After all, Lin Yu had to wash so many dishes and chopsticks by himself, and he felt a little embarrassed.

Several times he offered to help, but Lin Yu refused.

It was already an hour later by the time Lin Yu finished cleaning up the kitchen.

Walking out of the kitchen, Lin Yu took a look and saw that the two elders, Xiao Mango and Zhou Zibo were all in the living room. Only Mo Ran was missing.

He didn't care either. Although the house was not big, it was not small either, and Mo Ran couldn't be lost.

"...Is there really no room for maneuver at all?"

"...But didn't we agree before?"

Lin Yu heard intermittent sounds, which seemed to be coming from the balcony.

Because the balcony where Mo Ran is located is an unenclosed balcony, the wind in the cold winter is very strong, and the north wind has blown the curtains. Sun Guizhen sometimes ventilates during the day, but always forgets to close the retractable door behind the balcony.

Lin Yu wanted to signal Mo Ran to come in and make a phone call in the bedroom.

So he walked inside, ready to wave to Mo Ran.

I happened to hear Mo Ran's last words into the phone, "I know."

The moment he hung up the phone, Lin Yu saw Mo Ran's expression solemn and dejected.

Lin Yu didn't know who Mo Ran was talking to on the phone, but when he called on New Year's Eve and his expression was still so ugly, he instinctively thought that he might be missing his relatives.

If he hadn't seen it, Lin Yu wouldn't have taken the initiative to comfort him, but now that he had seen it, he hesitated and walked in.

"It's windy outside." Lin Yu said softly.

Mo Ran rubbed his fair face and squeezed out a smile that was incompatible with his current mood, "It's okay, I'll blow the wind."

"Are you homesick?" Lin Yu sat next to Mo Ran and asked gently.

Mo Ran shook his head and said with a bit of self-deprecation, "No, I have no home or family. Work is my only obsession."

Until this time, Lin Yu knew that he had guessed wrong. Mo Ran's phone call just now might not have been to his family, and his low mood just now did not seem to be because he was homesick on New Year's Eve, but probably because of work.

It was hard for him to ask again.

If it was because of his family, Lin Yu could still give him a few words of comfort, but it was about work.

The world of adults is not easy. From the moment you step into society, you should be prepared to be pushed by reality. You can only handle this kind of thing yourself, and others cannot comfort you at all.

So Lin Yu chose to remain silent, preparing to sit quietly with Mo Ran for a while and then leave alone.

"I have been excluded from two events last month. I had already negotiated a singing variety show, and I had already started recording, but on the day of recording, I was rejected again." Mo Ran said calmly about his experience.

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Lin Yu listened patiently, but there were quite a lot of this kind of thing. Not to mention recording the show, it was the same even if the actors joined the crew to act. Some of them had already joined the crew and would be replaced by other related households.

It seemed that there was too much depression in Mo Ran's heart, and finally there was someone willing to listen to him quietly. He wanted to pour out everything in his heart.

"My manager has promised me before that I will release a new song after the year." Mo Ran paused for a moment.

Lin Yu knew about Mo Ran's hair song.

Because the previous two songs were the theme songs of the movie, Mo Ran's achievements were somewhat small. In this case, the company would usually strike while the iron is hot and release another single for Mo Ran to maintain the popularity. This is the most basic operation.

Mo Ran continued, "I have already practiced that song. It is the work of a senior musician in the music department."

Lin Yu nodded.

"But I just received a call that this song was snatched by another newcomer who is about to debut." Mo Ran said depressedly.

Lin Yu felt quite strange that even a manager couldn't treat every artist under his control equally.

But I won’t sing the new songs of singers who have already debuted and are somewhat famous to new singers who haven’t debuted yet.

"Because he has the support of a senior executive of the company." Mo Ran smiled bitterly and shook his head.

When Mo Ran first debuted, he liked to hang out in the music club. He knew which musician had written a new song. Although the content of the new song was confidential, in his mind, it was good to have a good relationship with the musician, at least.

In the future, if any songs suit me, I will think of myself.

Only later did he discover that musicians actually don't have much say, and even if they could, in the face of interests, this little say was nothing.

After that, he rarely hung out in the music club.

Lin Yu deeply sympathized with Mo Ran's experience, but there was nothing he could do but sympathize.

It was impossible for him to go to Ou Xiaojuan for Mo Ran and ask him why his company would steal songs from related customers.

This kind of thing happens everywhere. As long as the song has been released, the company has the final say on who sings it.

Without signing a contract, anyone can sing.

Moreover, they are managed by the same manager. Let alone singing, they also have the right to balance and control the business affairs. They can give it to you or fight for it for him.

And there are too many such things. Whether you are an actor or a singer, you can only toughen yourself up, otherwise you will only be stepped on by others.

Why do others dare to steal Mo Ran’s songs, but why can’t they steal Qiu Wanting’s songs?

At least with Qiu Wanting's current status, no one dares to steal her songs.

Mo Ran said firmly, "I must work hard and climb up so that everyone can see my efforts."

Lin Yu looked sideways and saw Mo Ran's dejected but determined expression. Although he and Mo Ran were about the same age on the surface, he was almost ten years older than Mo Ran in his heart.

"I think people should be like ducks. On the surface, it looks like a duck is just gliding on the water. In fact, its feet are under the water, and it keeps flopping hard. So your real efforts must be efforts that others cannot see.

That kind of effort is what really drives you forward.”
Chapter completed!