[Zhang Yunlei] The disciple is here

Although she had to be Zhang Yunlei's "daughter-in-law", Yang Xiaoyu didn't care. It was good for the two of them to know this kind of private matter well.

Zhang Yunlei knew that he was injured and he didn't dare to touch him, so he played aggressively in front of his sister and brother-in-law. Anyway, he usually directs Yang Xiaoyu to do this and that. Son's love for him, for

He calls the shots.

No matter how you look at it, it was a bit deliberate. Yang Xiaoyu knew that he was doing this for himself, taking all the responsibility and creating a 'fact' of bullying himself, which would make Wang Hui feel bad, and it would be better for him.

As for Zhang's mother, it was probably for this reason that she deliberately avoided the two when she returned to Beijing. Either she let Zhang Yunlei let him go home alone, or she simply asked Wang Hui to drive them away. After cleaning, I don't know if it was right. What Wang Hui said, later on, he would let them come back to eat together occasionally. Over time, he also felt that it was his son who was bullying others.

In this way, under Zhang Yunlei's deliberate creation, Zhang's mother accepted their relationship after the year, and even wanted to take him to Tianjin for the New Year.

Whether it's pitiful or pity, Yang Xiaoyu sometimes feels that her little master is quite considerate, and the elders' deliberate connivance, people who survived catastrophe, how can they care so much.

He doesn't mind these things, he just wants to live a peaceful life with the person he likes and work quietly.

But after the new year, Yang Xiaoyu suddenly felt that this wish seemed to be getting more and more elusive.

In the three treasure group of one year, Zhang Yunlei turned the team from deserted at the beginning to lively and bustling. As his popularity rose, old fans and new fans continued to join, and he turned the cross talk session into a concert, and soon , There are different opinions on the Internet, making him more and more popular.

Some people say that he is not doing his job properly. It is obviously a traditional cross talk, but he has to add support elements, even using light sticks. It is not an orthodox cross talk at all.

Some people say that he combines old and new, knows how to keep pace with the times, and integrates tradition and modernity, which has driven many young people to pay attention to cross talk, opera, and art forms that are no longer popular.

The slander of his family, the love of fans, and the wait-and-see of passers-by made Zhang Yunlei, who had been developing silently, suddenly become popular.

He became popular, and Sambo performances began to be added. Facing this "son" who was almost lost and found again, Guo Degang naturally tried his best to help him to a higher level. In addition to the increasing number of Sambo performances in various places, Zhang Yunlei will often join in to assist in the performance , although every performance will make him very hard, but he still enjoys it, Yang Xiaoyu has nothing to do, and knows that now is his important rising period, so he can only accompany him and take care of him, otherwise he will not feel at ease.

The weather is getting hotter in mid-May, and Zhang Yunlei's performance schedule is full. Almost every weekend, he will travel to Sanbao in other places. When he returns to Beijing, he will perform in Sanqingyuan. Yang Xiaoyu looks tired, not to mention that he has a leg injury that hasn't healed , will inevitably be more difficult.

Standing by the side curtain and looking at the audience, Yang Xiaoyu felt a little comforted. The increasing pile of gifts showed that Zhang Yunlei was getting more and more popular, so it was not in vain to return to these pains and fatigues.

Seeing that his encore was coming to an end, Yang Xiaoyu turned around and started making preparations with the other staff members. She picked up a chair and waited for the side curtain. Seeing that the performance was over, the headlights were all turned on, and the audience was leaving one after another, she immediately ran over with the chair , placed it behind him, and helped him up, "Sit."

Zhang Yunlei looked back and saw that he was immediately relieved, sat down without hesitation, lowered his head and straightened his coat, but actually heaved a sigh of relief, then raised his head and smiled slightly, covering up the pain and fatigue just now, and took the gift from Dong Jiuhan Signing pen, start signing for the fans who are waiting below.

There are many people who like him. From the beginning, there were only seven or eight people who wanted to sign, and then more than a dozen people swarmed up. Now it is full of girls standing around the stage, holding notebooks or fans, and various photos. Object for signature.

There were too many signings, Zhang Yunlei couldn't stand still, so he had to ask someone to lift a chair up, and he sat behind the table and signed one by one, until the last fan left satisfied, and then went to the backstage to change clothes and get off work.

Now not only is he used to it, but even the staff like them are used to it. Needless to say, there are already juniors who have gone up to pick up fans' things, put them on the table for him, and wait for autographs.

As for those gifts, I have to pack several bags each time, express them back to Beijing, and pile them up in the background or at home.

So much so that the hut in Yang Xiaoyu's house has now become his small warehouse.

Looking at those junior uncles or staff members who were going back and forth to receive gifts, Yang Xiaoyu sighed helplessly in her heart, wondering where to put these things. If this continues, even renting a warehouse may not be enough up.

Fortunately, the rose garden is huge.

He enjoyed watching the excitement, but Zhang Yunlei was writing hard, afraid of fans waiting anxiously, afraid of the venue being embarrassing, and not wanting other brothers to accompany him to waste time, everyone is very tired after the performance, sign early and go back to the hotel to rest , I have to drive back to Beijing to perform tomorrow.

No matter how fast he wrote, he still signed for more than 20 minutes. After taking down the last fan, Zhang Yunlei was relieved. Seeing the fan girl happily waving goodbye to him, he was also happy, and slowly stood up. Immediately, I felt a sharp pain in my right foot, and I almost lost my standing.

"What's wrong?" Yang Xiaoyu has been standing behind him, holding on to the back of his chair, watching him get up and immediately go forward, supporting his swaying figure in time, and frowned, "Does it hurt so much?"

"... a little bit," Zhang Yunlei didn't want to hide from him, he didn't want to show misery in front of fans, but he didn't need it for his lover, he looked up at him aggrievedly, and pouted, "Hands are sore..."

"Who made you sign it, you deserve it," Yang Xiaoyu gave him a blunt glance, feeling a little annoyed.

Is there any actor who works so hard, standing on stage for two hours, and fulfilling his autograph wishes one by one after the performance, going to work earlier than the fans, and leaving get off work later than the fans, the hand pain is also self-inflicted.

Seeing that he was unhappy, Zhang Yunlei pursed his mouth and said nothing, and was supported by him to walk slowly to the backstage pitifully, feeling that he was in a worse situation.

I just don't want to disappoint my fans, and I feel sorry for these girls who came all the way to see me. Is it wrong?

Besides, people also give themselves gifts!

What's wrong with signing?

Yang Xiaoyu helped him go to the backstage to change clothes, and took care of him personally, not even needing him to fasten the buttons, and Yang Jiulang on the side was blind

Look, I rolled my eyes angrily.

Good guy, the nickname Erye is not for nothing, at least in front of this eldest nephew, his partner is really a grandfather.

It is estimated that Yang Xiaoyu can wipe his ass when he goes to the toilet!

Seriously, from hair to toenails, not a single bit is spared!

Yang Xiaoyu wasn't as exaggerated as Yang Jiulang thought, but felt sorry for him because he was too tired to perform, so it would be good to let him rest for a while. After changing his shoes, he looked up and saw that he was still pitiful with a grievance and aggrieved mouth. I couldn't help laughing, "Why, are you still wronged?"

"...No, I dare not," what Zhang Yunlei said was angry but also true.

In the rose garden, he pretended to be her husband. He gave himself enough face. How dare he put his nose on his face when he came out? Turning around, Yang Xiaoyu really ignored her. He has treated others badly and lost his popularity. Now he feels that the gain is not worth the loss. If he had known this, he would not have told such a big lie.

It made the whole family feel sorry for Yang Xiaoyu, what he did was right now, and the whole family would protect him!

Tsk!Mistake!

Yang Xiaoyu couldn't figure out how much he was thinking. He was always jealous of her in the rose garden, and she always felt that Wang Hui and Zhang's mother treated her better. Sulking, I had no choice but to coax him, "Does your hand really hurt? Is it that serious?"

"It hurts, my legs hurt, my hands hurt, and you're still talking about me," Zhang Yunlei seized an opportunity and immediately acted shamelessly. Anyway, there are only the three of them in the dressing room now, and Yang Jiulang's small nose and small eyes can be completely ignored Excluding.

"Okay, okay, rub it for you, okay?" He is learning harder to coax than Andy now, and the more he lives, the more he gets back. Yang Xiaoyu is willing to spoil him, likes his childish appearance, and pulls his right hand for him Moved the joints, rubbed them, "Is it better?"

"It's much better," Zhang Yunlei was satisfied now, and immediately smiled, and stopped being angry with him.

"Hey, I'm a person, not a bottle. You two want to make vinegar and go back to the hotel to make it in your own room. What's the matter? I'm the sun and you two are soybeans. What's the matter if you have to dry in front of me for 180 days?" Yang Jiulang rolled his eyes while changing his clothes, thinking that his eyes could be enlarged. Good guys, these two people are getting more and more outrageous. Is it okay to just treat yourself as air?

"The soy sauce has only been in the sun for 180 days, do you understand?!" Zhang Yunlei seldom caught his mistake and quickly refuted.

"Cough, Uncle Yang, I'm sorry, it's not like you don't know what's wrong with your partner." Seeing Yang Jiulang glaring at him, Yang Xiaoyu quickly made up for it, and said with a suppressed smile.

I don't want to show my affection in front of him, but this master is quite small-minded, and it takes a while to get comfortable with something big, so he stood up awkwardly, smacking his lips at Zhang Yunlei's suppressed smile, "Why don't you, uncle?" To coax him?"

"Pull it down, I'm not busy enough on stage?" Yang Jiulang just said, in order to run on his partner, whoever asked him to use a set of rhetoric on the stage and pretend to be porcelain on the stage, he must have someone to make fun of him Take a chance, "Jiao'er, why don't we carry you out and let the fans outside see how you look like you haven't been weaned yet."

"Go away, you feed me?" Zhang Yunlei knew that he did it on purpose, and rolled his eyes at him.

Yang Jiulang looked down, patted his flat chest, straightened up, "I'm sorry, it's out of stock."

"You're such a filthy man," Zhang Yunlei reacted instantly, his ears turned red before he blushed, and he glanced at Yang Xiaoyu, a little shy, "Don't learn from Uncle Yang, he's not serious!"

Just as Yang Xiaoyu was about to speak, Yang Jiulang from behind interrupted, "Pull it down, I can't compare to your apprentice, Yu'er is much better than me, I haven't held a girl's little hand when I was eighteen~!"

"Cough!!" Yang Xiaoyu almost covered her face, isn't this the one that doesn't turn on and which one to lift?

"...Yang Jiulang, you wait for tomorrow and I won't kill you!!"

Let you dirty! ! !

The author has something to say: it is a small joke theater

The superficial second: For my fans, I am exhausted and fulfill their wish to sign autographs!

Private Xiao Er: So many gifts!sign!What if you don't sign it and don't give me a gift! !

Xiao Yu: ...Your shameless demeanor is quite the same as when I fell in love with you...

Xiao Er: ... Get out! ! !

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