Music Engine Singing Su the World [System]

Lan Huai didn't know about the relationship between Mengnie and Abigail, but Abigail, as the top singer of the year, Lan Huai still admired.

He shook his head immediately: "Thank you."

It's wrong to let someone you don't know pay the bill. Lan Huai reluctantly took out the durian, and the money was enough immediately. He pushed the car and left, waving to Abigail: "Goodbye."

Abigail nodded, her blue eyes very gentle.

When Mengnie came back, Lan Huai was cooking fish, and the music poured out of him, lingering in the whole room.

Meng Nie walked over and saw him flipping a fish in the pot.

Noticing that he came in, Lan Huai happily called him: "Today make boiled fish!"

It is worth mentioning that he does not know how to cook. The so-called boiled fish is boiled fish in clear water.

Mengnie squeezed his hand, pulled him out in disgust, and threw him on the sofa: "Sit down and don't move."

For Mengnie now, eating should be a kind of enjoyment. Lan Huai needs to eat, even if he doesn't have the desire to eat, he will accompany him.

When he came out, Lan Huai was knocking on the bowl, but when he saw him, he stopped knocking immediately.

He was once told by "grandparents" that he did this.

"By the way, master, I met someone today."

"You meet a lot of people every day."

Lan Huai said dissatisfied: "He is worth mentioning."

"Say."

"It's Abigail." Mengnie paused his hand and said, "Abigail? Has he arrived yet?"

Abigail was five years younger than Mengnie at the time, but now he is over 50. In his own words, this will probably be his last concert in China.

This concert was very sensational, and Chinese fans talked about it very much, and they have been on the hit list several times.

Lan Huai poked the rice in the bowl, picked it up and brought it to his mouth, and said, "Yes, I forgot to bring money today, and he said he would pay for me."

"What do you think of him?"

"Good guy." Lan Huai didn't have so many twists and turns in his heart, he just felt that he was a good guy if he was nice to him, otherwise he was a bad guy.

Meng Nie couldn't eat anymore, got up and left, Lan Huai didn't know why, so he swallowed the contents of his mouth, rolled his big eyes, and said, "By the way, master, I signed the contract today."

"What contract?"

"There is a company, um, called Shile, who can prepare a concert for me, this year..."

Meng Nie's figure flashed, propping one hand on the table and the other on the back of the chair, staring at Lan Huai aggressively.

The little guy shivered in fright, stopped his mouth to eat, and then hiccupped unexpectedly.

The horror on the little face is almost laughable, but Meng Nie is still sullen: "Who told you to do this?"

"I think so." Lan Huai said, and put the rice to Meng Nie's mouth in a fawning manner, but he slapped it away. Is it possible that there is no audience at the scene when you go on stage?"

Lan Huai sent a sip of soup to his mouth, "It won't be so miserable..."

Meng Nie suddenly slapped the table, and the table was instantly torn apart. Lan Huai was so frightened that the bowl fell to the ground, tears welled up in his eyes, "Master, master..."

Meng Nie looked at him expressionlessly, without saying a word, Lan Huai was a little out of breath, tears welled up in his eyes, and the eyeballs trembled in fear, very pitiful.

Meng Nie stood up straight, Lan Huai carefully wiped away her tears, and sniffed her nose a little.

It was quiet all around.

Meng Nie calmed down his anger, looked at his pitiful appearance again, frowned and hugged him, Lan Huai peeked at his expression, and saw that he really didn't seem to be angry with him anymore, the sad music on his body Only then did it finally flow out, crying aloud with grievance, lying in his arms sobbing.

Mengnie kissed his forehead, coaxed him, sat down and hugged him on his lap and wiped away his tears, feeling a little complicated.

"Next time, don't be so self-assertive."

He grabbed his clothes with thin fingers wet with tears, and nodded pitifully.

"Did you bring the contract back?"

"Yes, in the bag."

Mengnie reached out and grabbed his backpack, opened it, took out the document, carefully checked the terms, and said, "Forget it, the conditions are not bad...you pig." The last sentence is quite a bit of hatred.

Lan Huai pouted, glanced at the food scattered on the ground, and said with difficulty, "Still hungry."

"You are not allowed to eat." Meng Nie said, "As a punishment, you are not allowed to eat enough."

After finishing speaking, he laughed angrily, carried him back to the room, Mengnie turned on the computer, and Lan Huai sat obediently on his lap, so aggrieved that he didn't dare to make a sound.

Meng Nie embraced him to browse through the new article about Abigail, and said: "If you hold a concert this year, you must not be too much in the limelight. Abigail is an old man, and it may be the last time. He fans of all ages, it is impossible to suppress him just by you."

Lan Huai didn't understand, he saw a walnut in front of the computer, he took it and squeezed it vigorously, Meng Nie looked down and crushed it with one hand.

Broken into powder.

He said coldly, "I told you not to eat it."

Lan Huai didn't dare to say anything.

Meng Nie continued to browse the webpage, squinted his eyes, and continued: "Abigail is a person who won the championship in the World Series. You can't imagine how powerful he is. I had the idea of ​​holding a concert, but in the end I suppressed it because of his arrival."

Lan Huai stared blankly at the computer screen. Meng Nie was rarely so restless. He always had great confidence in Lan Huai. Even when facing Ling Xun, Meng Nie once said that Lan Huai It is not impossible to beat him, but now, he actually admires Abigail so much?

Lan Huai asked, "Does the master like him?"

His question seemed to be on point, Meng Nie paused, stretched out his hand to pinch his little face, and said: "He used to be my lover."

Lan Huai's eyes widened.

He shouted: "Rival in love!"

Meng Nie smiled and said: "It's not anymore, I only want a little love."

Lan Huai was very excited: "Master likes him! He is very powerful!"

"Yes, better than you."

"I will surpass him."

"No matter how talented you are, it's impossible to surpass his popularity." Meng Nie said mercilessly, "So stop dreaming."

Lan Huai cried angrily: "The master is mine!"

While talking, Meng Nie's cell phone rang suddenly, Lan Huai looked over like a mouse, Meng Nie said indifferently: "It's Chen Yu."

He wanted to let Lan Huai go down, but if he refused, he had to listen. He suspected that Chen Yu was suing him.

Mengnie hugged him down with one hand, compulsively, then stood up and went out.

Lan Huai was very anxious.

He didn't expect his master to be cared about by someone at such an advanced age.This made him feel the crisis.

He sat in front of the computer and began to browse information about Abigail. He has a Weibo in China, and the number of followers is still high, but he rarely posts it. After coming to China again this time, a Weibo was posted. Popular, many people picked up his past glory and past, praised him, and Weibo was full of singing and dancing.

Lan Huai noticed that Meng Nie and he had been on the same stage before. They participated in a variety show together and played a game after being divided into a group.

At that time, they were still very young, and the picture of the video was not very clear, but they could still see everyone's expressions clearly. At that time, Mengnie was gentle and confident, which can be seen from his conversation.

Abigail was also a rare handsome man back then. His blue eyes were as beautiful as stars, his snow-white skin was full of collagen, and his eyelashes on his big eyes were like fans. When he stared at you so intently, you would feel My heart beats faster, as if the other person is in love with you.

Lan Huai watched the video intently. Mengnie and Abigail were invited by the show host to play a game. Two of them suddenly lost their balance and fell down. Mengnie embraced Abigail at that moment. In his arms, protecting his head.

The audience screamed.

Lan Huai slapped the table angrily!

unhappy!unhappy!His eyes are going to be red with anger!

The comments below are still saying that Mengnie and Abigail really matched each other back then, and Mengdi was really a wife-protecting madman.

What is a wife protector? !

Lan Huai jumped up and didn't want to continue watching, but couldn't help but sit back and grab the mouse to continue watching, getting angry while watching, and watching while getting angry.

A reply jumped into Lan Huai's sight. ,

"The two of them had a secret relationship! I suspect that Abigail came back this time to find Teacher Meng!"

"Boom! I want to blow up! Abigail is still unmarried. Watch the video carefully. When he pokes his head out of Teacher Meng's arms, his eyes are full of love!"

"The love spanning 30 years or something... I'm sorry I can't control myself! They are true love!"

"Where did you put the blue fairy?"

"...Actually, I don't think Meng Nie really likes Lan Huai, right? He treats Lan Huai... At most, he treats Lan Huai like a father treats his son... Speaking of Fairy's IQ, it seems that she has been offline for a long time_(:3」∠)_"

"Hahahahaha, don't leave if you say your IQ is not online! I think so too, but it's still too cute!!"

"1, Fairy is only 15 years old, and Meng Nie is already 60 years old, okay! These two people are together... I can't bear to look straight at them."

"Actually, Mengnie has never aged... But Abigail, standing with Mengnie now is obviously unworthy..."

"Using you to judge whether the love between two people is worthy or not? It's too lenient."

……

Lan Huai flipped through the comments, his fingers trembling with anger, he chose the one who said that his IQ was not online and replied: "You have no IQ! You have no brains!"

Then he chose the one who said that he couldn't bear to look at him when he was with his master: "I want you to see it! He just likes me, so he doesn't like Abigail!"

After replying to several comments in a row, some netizens immediately discovered:

"Damn it, poke it in and have a look! I'm sure it's not green!"

"My mother is amazing to my little fairy... But it's obviously not offensive..."

"Like a wayward little doll, 2333 is cuter."

"Fuck me, I was just a passer-by...Little Fairy, isn't she so cute! Is she really a fan?"

"...It's Abigail, right? 233333"

"Touch your head, the fairy is not angry, Mr. Meng is yours, is it yours?"

"Hahahaha fairies, don't be afraid, after Abigail and Teacher Meng are together, you will have two elders who love you! Feel free to feel angry."

"[doge] I'm sorry, I'm going to be a fan first."

"As a fan of Abigail, I want to be pissed off by the little fairies~~"

"The wayward cuteness is dead! Little fairy sister hugs! Uncle Abigail won't rob Teacher Meng with you 23333"

"...I'm sorry, I have to accompany the little fairy to shout [doge], you have no IQ! You have no brains!"

"That's right, you have no IQ, you have no brains! My fairy knows how to hate someone when he is angry, and you actually said he has no IQ?!"

"...This seems to be even less IQ, right? 23333 But it's so cute"

……

Lan Huai stared at the comment, ran out and pulled the door, only to find that Mengnie had locked him inside, Lan Huai became even angrier, raised his foot and kicked several times, then suddenly turned to look at the bag on the bed .

This guy has been sleeping lately, and the owner said that it is probably going to grow up, and the small bulge on its head has gradually turned into a unicorn.

Lan Huai ran over and pushed it, Baobao snorted.

It was exhausted when it was wreaking havoc in the high-dimensional world. It hadn't rested these days, and when it was suddenly disturbed, it stretched out its small paw and patted Lan Huai's paw.

Lan Huai couldn't wake it up, so he went to look at Weibo again. Suddenly, an account with a v added commented and reposted his comment.

Abigail V: Good boy, be good.

Lan Huai: ...! ! ! ! ! !

! !

"Master! Master!!"