Did the celebrity fall today? [Entertainment]

Zhuang Jing hesitated.

If it's on stage, it doesn't matter whether it's good or bad. The little disciple is an expert, so of course he can find some clues.

But Qu Yao said that the more money she makes from this performance, the more money she can leave for Yuanyuan's family. Such a good deed cannot be left in her own hands.

"Zhuang Jing, come up quickly!" The host urged, and the aunts and uncles who were dancing next to him were also very excited and cheered him on.

Zhuang Jing thought, in fact, he has nothing to be afraid of. Zhang Shanghong didn't leave any video data, and he can imitate different genres of singing. No matter how well he sings, no one will find out his true identity.

He was about to stand up, but his sleeves were pinched by Jin Hong.

Looking back, Jin Hong said: "If you don't want to sing, I will take the stage for you, it's not because you can't do it without you."

Hey, I forgot that there is a loyal movie fan who is red in the palm of my hand, so I have to be extra careful when I wait.

Zhuang Jing smiled and said, "It's okay, let's all have fun, it won't be as interesting for you to go up there as it is for me to go up."

With full skirts, he came on stage amidst cheers.

When the host saw Zhuang Jing coming up, he smiled happily: "Chuang Jing, come here, such a handsome young man, I'm afraid he has never experienced what it's like to wear high heels, right? Mr. Sheng, teach him how to step on stilts first?"

Sheng Muhuai couldn't understand the host's desire to make fun of Zhuang Jing, so he said with a smile:

"Brother Zhu, don't embarrass Xiaojing. I have a better idea. I want to teach Xiaojing an aria, but I need your cooperation to complete the performance, Brother Zhu."

The host's eyes glowed, he rubbed his hands, and quickly agreed that being able to cooperate with Sheng Muhuai was a blessing that no one could ask for.

Sheng Muhuai said with a smile: "I need a chessboard, or a square wooden board is also fine."

Zhuang Jing understood it as soon as he heard it, and almost laughed out loud, Sheng Muhuai was deliberately trying to trick the host, he deserved it for making so many bad ideas.

With so many people at the scene, they found a wooden chessboard really quickly.

Sheng Muhuai held the chessboard in his hand and said, "The part I want to sing is 'Called Zhang Sheng', Brother Zhu, can you walk right?"

The host said: "Of course it will." After speaking, he demonstrated it on the stage, because he deliberately made his movements ridiculous, and the audience in the audience laughed.

Brother Zhu was very proud, he stood up and approached Sheng Muhuai: "Teacher Sheng, am I doing well?"

Sheng Muhuai stepped aside a little, and gave an order with satisfaction: "You did a good job. Now maintain this posture and half-bend your legs."

"Is that so?" Brother Zhu made a gesture of swinging his arms and squatted down.

"That's right, when you step, you have to keep your legs half-bent, one two one, one two one, oh right, don't lift your butt, it's great!"

Walking forward with bent legs is much more difficult than straight legs. The host's calves trembled after walking for a while: "Goddess Sheng, isn't this too difficult?"

It's not easy to ask you to come, Sheng Muhuai thought to himself, and then complimented Brother Zhu: "Brother Zhu can complete such a difficult movement, and it will definitely be fine to cooperate for a while."

After a few more instructions, the more they listened, the more difficult it became. Brother Zhu felt a little regretful, but Sheng Muhuai turned to the audience: "Friends in the audience, do you want to see the host act with us?"

"Think!" The audience shouted in unison.

Zhuang Jing couldn't help laughing, and this is the reason why "everyone knows about him and punishes him".

The host wiped his sweat and said, "Okay, I'll risk my life to be with the beauty."

Sheng Muhuai said to Zhuang Jing: "Xiao Jing, let me demonstrate this paragraph first, you can choose your favorite sentence to learn, and Brother Zhu will definitely cooperate with you."

Zhuang Jing responded and took a step back.

When he started acting, Sheng Muhuai was not slack at all.She entered the scene instantly, and said in the tone of a little matchmaker: "It's so Mr. Zhang!"

The host saluted: "Here!" There was another burst of laughter from the audience.

Sheng Muhuai said: "You must obey my orders honestly!"

When the drums beat, Sheng Muhuai's voice was sweet, crisp and clear, like a yellow warbler out of the valley.She was wearing a dress with water sleeves for practicing kung fu, the water sleeves fluttered, her body was light, she danced a small chessboard playfully and beautifully, and her breath was not disturbed at all.

Compared with Sheng Muhuai's ease, the host Zhu Ge was a bit embarrassed. He followed behind Sheng Muhuai with his legs bent and his waist bent like a shrimp. However, Sheng Muhuai's pace was very fast, and he didn't even wait for him. He chased after him Breathless and full of comedy.

At the third and fourth sentences, Sheng Muhuai made a movement of turning in a circle, and Brother Zhu also had to stand up and turn in circles facing her, which made him dizzy again.

Sheng Muhuai smiled sweetly, and sang the last line: "Don't let her down when you listen to the order!" The chessboard in his hand just hit the top of his head, and Brother Zhu fell to the ground with an "Ouch", and the audience roared loudly laugh.

Brother Zhu has always been the only one to tease others. He has never been teased on stage before, so his face was not very good-looking on the spot.

But Sheng Muhuai smiled and helped him up from the ground, and even praised him, but he couldn't get angry anymore.

Sheng Muhuai asked Zhuang Jing: "Xiao Jing, have you decided which line to sing and learn?"

Seeing Brother Zhu in such a mess, Zhuang Jing couldn't help feeling a little anxious. He said, "Sister Huai, in fact, I'm usually very interested in Peking Opera, and I especially like to watch this part. Duan Kuaiban also came to let you palm your eyes, just to trouble Brother Zhu to cooperate again."

[The young man has a big tone. 】

[People ask you which sentence to learn, Ning is better, I will act a part when I come up, I really don't know how much I am. 】【Come here, come here, Zhuang Jing is ready to fight. 】

[What, our brother has a lot of skills, didn't he just sing very well, maybe Beijing opera is also one of his hidden skills! 】【In front, do you think Beijing opera is the same as singing?This is the quintessence of the country!How long does it take to practice to reach a professional level?Two days ago, the "Ding Chengfeng Legacy Bead" was swiped across the screen, do you really think your brother is a legacy bead?After hearing this, Zhangshanghong sat up from the coffin and gave you a brainstorm. 】【I think it's great that Zhuang Jing has the courage to show this. Teacher Sheng has always been very approachable. Of course, he should make good use of such a good opportunity to get the master's advice.How inferior are people who say that they are tricky? 】【My grandfather is a fancier. He said that Zhuang Jing can indeed sing Peking Opera, and he can sing as well as a professional actor. 】【Haha, your grandfather can sing Peking Opera, so my grandfather is still Xin Yunchun. 】【...All right, all right, then I'll wait for Zhuang Jing to slap you in the face. 】

【Oh my god, Zhuang Jing felt that way when he picked up the chessboard. Am I the only one who wants to see Zhuang Jing in disguise?She must be a juicy little beauty. 】【That's right, why can't you just watch variety shows happily if you're so noisy? 】Sheng Muhuai was also very happy to hear Zhuang Jing say that. Those who dare to promise like this must have some skills.Unexpectedly, Xiaojing is still a lover of Peking Opera.

She walked to Zhuang Jing's side and encouraged her in a low voice: "Don't be nervous, I'll teach you if there's something wrong with you later."

Zhuang Jing took off his down jacket and only wore a thin unlined garment: "Sister Huai, can you lend me the exercise uniform?"

Afraid that he would catch a cold, Sheng Muhuai quickly took off the sleeve jacket and handed it to him: "This section is quite difficult, don't be brave."

"Sister Huai, I will act well." Zhuang Jing said with a smile.

He lowered his head to fasten the belt of his practice clothes, and closed his water sleeves, and took the chessboard from Sheng Muhuai.

Sheng Muhuai saw that the gesture of retracting the sleeves was really sophisticated, and thought that Xiao Zhuang Jing had really learned Peking Opera, so he wasn't bragging.

The host was in high spirits again. Although he was very tired, but Zhuang Jing was willing to sing this female role play, and he had to perform a full set. The scene would definitely be very hot, and there was still room for him to express himself. No matter how tired he was, it was worth it!

So he set up his posture again, preparing to make some jokes when Zhuang Jing sang, so as to give the whole night's performance a perfect ending.

Zhuang Jing said: "Mr. Zhang!"

The voice was beautiful and sweet, as sweet and crisp as a cabbage still dripping with morning dew.

The host was so excited that he forgot what he had planned to joke, and immediately responded, "Yes!"

Zhuang Jing: "You have to obey my orders honestly—"

As soon as the word "command" came out, the chessboard blocked Brother Zhu, and the water sleeve of his left hand drew a neat circle in the air, which fell in front of him in response to the beat of the drum.

Jin Hong's heart suddenly beat like a drum.

Except for himself, no one in the audience could understand the throbbing and excitement.

Zhuang Jing came to the stage again, even lost and recovered is not enough to describe his complicated mood now.

Although it is not a big stage with crystal lamps and scarlet curtains hanging down, this open-air stage built by a truck in the freezing weather is more attractive than any other stage, because standing on it is Zhuang Jing, the singer Zhuang Jing.

He held the Buddhist beads firmly in his palm and stared at the person on the stage without blinking.

"Tell Zhang Sheng to hide under the chessboard, and I will follow you step by step.

Don't be afraid to swallow your anger boldly and boldly, this incident makes me very upset.

This can be regarded as a romantic story, follow orders and don't disturb her! "

Water sleeves fluttered, the chessboard was flipped, and the ten fingers were as slender as jade green onions. Zhuang Jing's hand drew a few circles on his chest when the word "heart flustered like numbness", and then pointed at Brother Zhu playfully with his index finger, which left Brother Zhu stunned.

Before he could react, he was thrown to the ground by a chessboard again.

Zhuang Jing's little matchmaker combines innocence, liveliness and coquettishness into a whole. Although it has some relics of the Republic of China and is not so jumpy, it does not let go of its cute and pungent vigor.

Many elders in the audience looked dumbfounded. They never thought that a man, and even a man who did not wear opera makeup, could be so beautiful when singing.

The audience laughed, applauded, and whistled together, almost toppling the ceiling of the stage.

Jiang Xiaoguang had never watched Peking opera before, let alone a man playing a female role. Now he opened his mouth wide and exclaimed, "Is this an artist?"

Jin Hong was overwhelmed with emotion, wanted to stand up and then pushed himself on the seat, he could only say: "Your Brother Jing is the best female role."

After Zhuang Jing finished the performance, he took off the sleeve jacket and returned it to Sheng Muhuai. She took it silently, picked up the microphone, and looked at Zhuang Jing differently.

Zhuang Jing slightly avoided her eager gaze, and Sheng Muhuai came back to his senses.

She smiled again, praised Zhuang Jing's performance in front of the audience, told a few jokes with the stunned brother Zhu, and stepped off the stage.

In the last program, Qu Yao sang her own original song, and then the whole performance came to an end.

However, during this period of time, the barrage viewers were still posting comments related to Zhuang Jing, some praised and some belittled.

Of course, those who praised were those who were amazed by Zhuang Jing again, and those who belittled were those who occasionally listened to operas but thought they knew a lot.

What moves are wrong, the singing taste is not right, "Called Zhang Sheng" is not good, I still have to watch XXX, the male role is something that should be banned, and Zhuang Jing also got together just for the sake of popularity, shameless, etc. Yes, anyway, I said a lot of words, just to show myself.

But pretense always comes with a risk.

Soon some bigwigs who knew about opera criticized their ignorance in 360 degrees, and also analyzed how good Zhuang Jing's section was from various angles in the comment area. Although the movements are different from modern acting methods, they still However, it was born out of the original version of the Republic of China. Both the chanting and the singing have both the flavor of the Xun school and its own characteristics. In short, the final summary is one sentence: Zhuang Jing, awesome!

In front of the computer, Yang Meimei, who was about to edit the video of her past and present lives, had goosebumps layer by layer, as if she had unearthed some treasure, and saved the clips of Zhuang Jing's singing and Jin Hong's eyes in the audience one by one.

I look up to all people, only envy you

Ah, how many people screamed after this cut, Yang Meimei closed her eyes and was intoxicated for a while.

These two people are too good for each other, and Zhuang Jing can really sing, can't it be true in past and present lives?

"Bang bang bang!"

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, which interrupted Yang Meimei's imagination.

Grandpa broke into the room with an ipad, and proudly put the video under Yang Meimei's nose: "Look, Zhuang Jing is singing, at this level, with this figure. Let me just say he is a member of our fancier group, you I still don't believe it!"

"Grandpa, have you learned how to watch videos on the iPad?" Yang Meimei's eyes widened.

Grandpa said: "Of course, we elderly people have to adapt to the development of the times and keep up with the trend. We can also learn a lot of new knowledge on the Internet."

Yang Meimei snickered: Isn't it just to see Goddess Sheng and Zhuang Jing?The old man is really stubborn.

But he said, "Grandpa, you are right!"

After stepping off the stage, Sheng Muhuai said to Zhuang Jing, "Master...Xiao Jing, let's go backstage and have a chat."

Zhuang Jing agreed, thinking about the performance just now

There should be no flaws.

"Matchmaker" was a new play when it came out of the Republic of China. Naturally, seniors like Zhangshanghong would not perform other people's private dramas on stage. Even Jin Hong cannot connect him with Zhangshanghong.

Of course, he adhered to the principle that he must never be perfunctory on the stage, and performed at a level that may be too high, but there are many reasons to explain this.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Jing's heart was relieved.

The two found a corner where no one was paying attention, and stood opposite each other.

Sheng Muhuai stared at Zhuang Jing, and suddenly bowed to him.

This startled Zhuang Jing, he hurriedly looked around, but fortunately no one looked over, he had already helped Sheng Muhuai up: "Mr. Sheng, what are you doing?"

Sheng Muhuai: "Don't call me a teacher, it's really frustrating me. I can't even reach your students." The students with red palms are all seniors in the opera world, and they are all gone now.

Zhuang Jing was puzzled, he was sure that he couldn't lose his horse, what made Sheng Muhuai suddenly respect him so much?

Could it be that his own skill is so good that Sheng Muhuai looks up to him?

But to be honest, Sheng Muhuai's current skill is no longer inferior to his, so there is really no need to perform the student ceremony.

Sheng Muhuai said, "Have you...have you visited Ding Chengfeng?"

Zhuang Jing decided to play dumb to the end: "I've never been to Ding Chengfeng before."

Sheng Muhuai said, "If you had come back two years earlier, you might still be able to see Grandpa. He usually mentioned you many times."

Sheng Muhuai's grandfather is Xin Yunchun.

These words touched Zhuang Jing's stomach. He is a visitor from the past, how could he not want to see his old friend in this strange era?Not to mention his favorite student.

His once most beautiful, suave, lively and cheerful young apprentice has also passed his octogenarian age and is getting old.Even if he was still there, he wouldn't be willing to see himself like this.

Gradually, all the people who passed were older than him and went.

Seeing each other as if not seeing each other, his fate with the disciples of the class was exhausted as early as 1951 when he left.

Zhuang Jing said softly: "Your grandfather is Xin Yunchun, I have always liked him very much. I will go to his grave to offer a bouquet of flowers in the coming Qingming Festival."

Sheng Muhuai was silent for a moment.

Since Zhuang Jing doesn't want to admit it, she won't force it, but there is one more important thing: "Mr. Zhuang, at least you will come to Ding Chengfeng's 110th anniversary celebration next year, right?" Sheng Muhuai looked at Zhuang Jing expectantly.

Zhuang Jing was moved by the light in the eyes of this little disciple Sun Xing, he nodded and said: "Of course, I will definitely sit in the audience and enjoy your performance seriously."

"With your words, I feel relieved." Sheng Muhuai finally smiled.

At this time, they suddenly heard Qu Yao's voice, and the two turned their heads to see that Qu Yao and Jin Hong came to the backstage to look for them.

Before they came, Zhuang Jing said softly, "Mu Huai, you should call me Xiao Jing from now on, and don't come and go, it sounds weird."

Sheng Muhuai also replied in a low voice: "Master, don't worry, I understand."

Qu Yao excitedly rushed over and said, "Sister Huaihuai, Zhuang Jing, why did you two hide here? Let me have a good meal! Do you know that we raised 5 yuan for this party! Although it is not It’s a lot, but it can indeed solve many problems between Yuanyuan and grandma.”

Ma Yuanyuan's grandmother is weak, and earns a lot of money for various medicines every year. The 5 yuan is of great help to them.

Sheng Muhuai was also very happy: "That's really great, it's not in vain for us to work so hard today."

Qu Yao said: "Sister Huai, Zhuang Jing, and Jin Dong, thank you very much for coming today. After sending the two children home tonight, let's have a supper to celebrate. Let's come to Peiling Five God, I haven't come out for a meal yet!"

Sheng Muhuai: "Okay, I know a small restaurant that sells stir-fried vegetables and porridge. My director told me that the food there is very delicious."

Zhuang Jing's eyes sparkled: "It's the most comfortable to drink a bowl of hot porridge this day."

Then he asked cautiously, "But do we have money?"

Qu Yao smiled: "Borrow it from the program team first, and I will return it to them later." She looked at Jin Hong hesitantly: "Dong Jin, are you going?"

She has heard about this guy's eccentricity. It is said that he is very particular about food, because he doesn't eat the takeaway ordered by the program group, and he once hired a famous chef from a private restaurant to prepare meals for the entire program group at his own expense.

"Go." Jin Hong said.

Zhuang Jing joked: "Qu Yao wants to invite people who have worked hard, and you are not singing, why are you following us?"

That's right, Sheng Muhuai was also puzzled, she was familiar with Jin Hong, and knew that he would never go into this kind of roadside fly shop.

Jin Hong: "I also sang, I was cold too, I want to drink porridge."

Zhuang Jing was amused by him.

Although Jin Hong's tone was quite natural, Sheng Muhuai was shocked when he said it.

Looking at Jin Hong again, he looked at Zhuang Jing with soft and focused eyes, and he hasn't left since he entered the house.

There's something wrong with these two.

Sheng Muhuai felt a little excited about discovering the gossip, but he looked at Jin Hong with sympathy.

Now she is almost sure that Zhuang Jing is the one she thought of. If it is that great god, combined with some gossip in the Republic of China, I am afraid that Jin Hong will hardly have a chance.

It was already ten o'clock when Jiang Xiaoguang and Ma Yuanyuan sent them home and came out again.

The stir-fry restaurant's business is really good. There are still many customers sitting at this late hour. The thick transparent curtains are pushed aside, and the aroma of wine and vegetables and the warm air rush into the bosom.

The four of them asked for a cubicle and did not let the program team follow. It was a private gathering.

After being seated, in addition to ordering food, Qu Yao also ordered a case of beer.

Sheng Muhuai: "Yaoyao, there is still filming tomorrow."

Qu Yao's interest was obviously very high: "Sister Huai Huai is fine, there are only twelve bottles of beer in a case, the four of us can definitely finish it."

Seeing that Qu Yao was so happy, Sheng Muhuai thought she was from Qingdao and must have a good capacity for alcohol, so he stopped talking.

Soon the food and drink were served.

Zhuang Jing obviously felt that Jin Hong was very silent today, and he also liked to cling to himself, so he followed him all the way on the way here. Now he doesn't eat food, but just drinks beer, and he doesn't know what that means.

He remembered the song "Lovesickness", is Jin Hong secretly feeling sad?

I don't know what kind of girl it is that makes Jin Hong so worried.I was a little curious in my heart, and I was a little bit uncomfortable with Jin Hong's behavior, so I simply ignored him and continued to talk to my new disciple and grandson.

If Sheng Muhuai poured wine and food for the master without any trace, and at the same time had to take care of Qu Yao, he was busy enough.

While eating and drinking, everyone chatted about what happened in Peiling these days. It turned out that not only Jiang Xiaoguang encountered campus violence, but also Ma Yuanyuan's grandmother was used to replace her bag at the vegetable place. cheated.

Because of the intense chat, everyone drank a lot of wine.

In the end, Zhuang Jing concluded: "Don't think Pei Ling is small, there is nothing less about shit."

Qu Yao laughed loudly: "You really have Zhuangjing, you should talk about cross talk! No, you sing so well, you should become a singer."

Qu Yao became very forthright when she was drunk.

She ate a piece of fried pig intestines, and Peiling's dishes were very spicy, so she quickly drank a big mouthful of beer and slapped her chopsticks: "Zhuang Jing, do you know that I was scared by you when you spoke on stage today?" Here you go, your singing is too tm nice!"

"Did you know that you are said to be a treasure boy on the Internet now. I know what a treasure is today. Skills are like drawing cards. Don't you think I just drew two ssr skill cards today?"

Qu Yao continued to talk while drinking: "But no matter how good you sing, I didn't expect you to be able to sing opera, and you can sing so well! I think it's okay for you to change your career to sing opera now. You're right. Isn't that right, Sister Huaihuai?"

Sheng Muhuai is of course not willing to let others down when it comes to praising the patriarch: "Yaoyao is right, now I blush when I think about it, how can it be my turn to demonstrate to you?"

Zhuang Jing quickly poured a glass of wine for Sheng Muhuai to cover her mouth, but fortunately, everyone present was slightly drunk, and no one paid attention to Sheng Muhuai's words.

He took a special look at Jin Hong. Although he was silent, he had poured three bottles of beer.

Zhuang Jing: "Don't you drink?"

Jin Hong smiled brightly at him.

Zhuang Jing: ... This is really drunk.

Qu Yao continued: "I'm serious Zhuang Jing, I was shocked when you opened your mouth, and that delicate demeanor is really the same as a girl, and she has two styles like Sister Huai, but they are both cute as hell. I If Zhang Sheng, I don't want Miss, I'll find Little Matchmaker!"

Sheng Muhuai smiled: "You are not the first person to have such an idea."

Qu Yao said: "Sister Hong Niang, give me a hug!"

Sheng Muhuai let her hug her arm helplessly, she leaned her head on Sheng Muhuai's shoulder for a while, then stood up again: "No, Zhuang Jing, I think of the last three sentences of your "Lovesickness" again, it's so beautiful! I declare, from From today on, you are my idol, and I want to hug you too!" As she spoke, she stood up staggeringly and threw herself into Zhuang Jing's arms.

This is not the first time that Zhuang Jing has seen fanatical female fans. There are also many female students who followed him to marry him in his previous life and concubines who throw silver coins and gold ornaments on the stage to kiss Fangze. He always avoids them. Lest not.

But Qu Yao was different, she was like this because she was drunk, Zhuang Jing was afraid that she would get hurt, so he stood up helplessly and prepared to support her.

Before Qu Yao rushed over, a black shadow flashed in front of her eyes.

He didn't pick up the little Qu Yao, and there was a hard wall in his arms, and his sight was blocked by others.

Jin Hong's voice is close at hand:

"No hugs."

Zhuang Jing poked his eyes out from behind Jin Hong's head, and saw Jin Hong's arm blocking Qu Yao's head.

Qu Yao became more courageous after being drunk, but she was still a little afraid of Jin Hong, so she didn't dare to go there again, but she still muttered dissatisfiedly: "Why can't I hug you, it's not your person, so stingy."

"Not mine, not yours."

Jin Hong refused to give in, and stood in front of Zhuang Jing like an iron tower.

Qu Yao had no choice but to stagger back to her original position. As soon as her butt touched the seat, she covered her mouth with her hands.

Sheng Muhuai quickly helped her up: "Be patient, I'll help you to the toilet before you vomit."

Zhuang Jing also asked if he wanted to help, Sheng Muhuai said: "You should stay here, there is still someone who is not worrying about you."

That's right, Jin Hong was still standing motionless in front of him.

Zhuang Jing, one head and two big, tugged at the sleeve of Jin Hong's coat from behind: "Okay, okay, Jin Dong, please take a seat, you scared our little Qu Yao to throw up."

Jin Hong suddenly turned his head, looked at Zhuang Jing for a while, and looked at Zhuang Jing a little bit, then walked around him, and sat down in his place without making a sound.

"What's wrong with you, is it like this when you drink?" Zhuang Jing also sat back in his seat and asked.

Thinking of going to Jin Hong's house that day, he started listening to Zhangshanghong's discs when he was drunk.

Jin Hong was wronged, his eyes were red from drinking: "Zhuang Jing, why do so many people like you?"

Zhuang Jing was a little funny: "Are you jealous?" You are a national husband.

Jin Hong: "No, I'm talking about those female students, those ladies. I'm afraid that one day I will hear the news of your marriage."

Zhuang Jing: "What?" Why did you suddenly jump into marriage?He really doesn't understand Jin Hong's thinking.

"Zhuang Jing, promise me, if you are going to get married one day, tell me in advance." There are too many scandals in the newspapers, which girl can marry Boss Zhuang and become the hostess of Ding Chengfeng has always been a question. A topic that the tabloids love to talk about.But he is a street mouse, and he is not even qualified to greet Zhuang Jing again.

Zhuang Jing felt that he had figured it out: "Don't worry about this, you will definitely not hear this news in the past few years, don't delay me to make money for you."

Zhuang Jing also knows that it is a big taboo for male celebrities who are not good enough to find girlfriends. Many companies prohibit their male artists from dating publicly, let alone getting married.

Jin Hong murmured: "That's good..."

Zhuang Jing slandered: This person is so rich, do you still care about the three melons and two dates I earned for him?It really got into the eyes of money.

Jin Hong still wanted to drink, Zhuang Jing hurriedly took his glass away, and put a cup of tea in front of Jin Hong.

Jin Hong glanced at Zhuang Jing, who said, "Drink tea."

Jin Hong drank the hot tea obediently.

At this time, Sheng Muhuai helped Qu Yao back, Qu Yao vomited for a while, she became sober, and said, "I'm sorry, I was too drunk just now."

Zhuang Jing glanced at Jin Hong and said, "Okay, it's getting late, and the food is almost finished, I think we should go back early to rest." He also promised Jiang Xiaoguang to go to the amusement park tomorrow.

This stir-fry restaurant is only 10 minutes away from home, but it is not so easy to come home with two drunk people.

Qu Yao was fine, but she was hung on Sheng Muhuai's body the whole time, but Jin Hong insisted that she was hot and wanted to untie her coat and put it on for Zhuang Jing.How could this man be like Zaihong? Zaihong still disliked wearing a fox fur cloak, and threw it to him, saying it was too hot, and asked him to wear it.

Jin Hong: "You didn't want anything I gave you before, Xiao Wuer..."

Xiao Wuer?

Zhuang Jing froze and stopped in his tracks: "What did you say?"

Just now Jin Hong's last sentence was close to nonsense, he was afraid that he had heard it wrong.

But Jin Hong shut up at this time, a tall man, if he wants to learn from Qu Yao, he must hang on to him.

Zhuang Jing caught him with a thought, although he also felt that the idea was absurd and ridiculous, he couldn't help but tentatively whispered in his ear: "Fourth brother?"

The author has something to say: Sheng Muhuai: I've reached the first scene.

The story of Sheng Muhuai and Xin Yunchun is in my last article "Peking Opera in the 80s".

Why can she recognize Zhuang Jing? To put it simply, she has a system to watch plays by all Peking Opera masters in different periods, so she is very familiar with the style of Zhangshanghong.