[Deyun Club] Capturing the soul

As soon as Wen Meng shed tears, Zhang Yunlei felt as uncomfortable as a needle prick in his heart.

She looked quite strong, and she didn't have any nostalgia for the scumbag, but it's impossible not to get hurt a little bit about this kind of thing, especially when that bastard said it so badly in front of everyone today, it just put Wen Meng's face and The dignity was thrown on the ground and trampled on, no one could hold it back.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yunlei's heart softened, and he hurried to coax her, patted her on the back lightly, and said, "Don't cry, don't cry, it's okay, we can get over it, we are not worth it for that kind of person, don't cry anymore No?"

Wen Meng burst into tears. Hearing what he said, she turned her head to look at her, blinked pitifully, and the big tears kept falling. It made people feel distressed. Not to mention Zhang Yunlei looked uncomfortable, even Yang Kuro couldn't stand it anymore.

"What the hell, bullying Xiaomeng like this, is he still a man! You really deserve a beating!" Yang Jiulang has always seen Wen Meng's calm and professional side, and he has never seen her aggrieved. Thinking about it made me feel angry, so I took out a tissue from my pocket and handed it to my partner, "Wipe her, and then swallow the snot when I turn around."

"Are you disgusting!" Zhang Yunlei felt disgusted when he heard it, so he quickly took out a tissue and wiped her tears. Wen Meng didn't move, and let him wipe while crying. He couldn't care less about cleanliness now. He also thoughtfully asked her to blow her nose, and finally threw the snot paper to Yang Jiulang, "There is nowhere to throw it."

"What's the matter, I'm a trash can?" Yang Jiulang continued subconsciously, looking at him with a big head, and couldn't help saying, "You're the one who coaxed the girl, so I'll put it in the trash can, right?"

"Why don't you come," Zhang Yunlei saw that he didn't have the guts, he dared to record himself immediately, and went back to Beijing to see how he explained to his wife that kneeling durian is even light.

"Chengcheng, I'm serving you anyway, I admit it." How dare Yang Jiulang, let alone his wife's troubles, his partner has a knife in his eyes, and he can immediately touch Wen Meng Hurry up, don't make trouble.

"Stop crying, stop crying," Zhang Yunlei really has no choice. Coaxing a drunk is too challenging. He keeps patting her on the back, just like coaxing a child. It is really useful for a nephew to bring too much. He is a little thankful to himself nephew.

Wen Meng sobbed and cried for a while, maybe because of the alcohol, he coaxed and patted, and finally calmed down.

When the car arrived at the entrance of the hotel, Yang Jiulang paid the money. Looking back, he finally felt relieved, "Are you asleep?"

"Well," she fell asleep and leaned directly into his arms. Zhang Yunlei had no choice but to hug her, looked down, Wen Meng's long eyelashes still had tears, and frowned, "My arms are sore. "

"Come on, let's get out of the car, I'll help her to point, you come down first," Yang Jiulang got out of the car, opened the back door, intending to let him get down first, and then get Wen Meng out, before he could make a move, he listened Qiaoqiao's voice came from behind.

"Sister Meng!" Qiaoqiao was so anxious that she waited at the entrance of the hotel. When she saw them coming back, she ran down quickly. Li Chengcan was also with her. The two of them were the first to find out that Wen Meng hadn't come back, so they went out to look for it early in the morning, " Thank you, she is not usually like this..."

"We know, doesn't this make that bastard angry?" Yang Jiulang got angry when he mentioned this, and couldn't help cursing, "I'm fine, so I drank too much and fell asleep, just get it back."

Zhang Yunlei raised his hand to lift her up, but he couldn't use his strength. There was no way, Yang Jiulang helped him lift Wen Meng's head, let him come out first, and bent down to get her out.

"Brother Yang, let me do it," Li Chengcan suggested when he saw that their hands and feet were bound, and walked over to bend down to support Wen Meng's back. With all his strength, he hugged Wen Meng out by the waist.

"You're quite energetic." Yang Jiulang didn't expect him to look tall and thin, but he was quite strong, a little admired, "you are young after all."

"Come on, stop talking, go back quickly," Zhang Yunlei urged angrily to see Li Chengcan hugging Wen Meng.

"Then let's go back first, thank you, brother Yang, and the second master." Qiaoqiao really thanked them too much, bowed to them, and let Li Chengcan go first, "Let's go."

"Hey," Li Chengcan carried Wen Meng into the hotel, and Qiao Qiao followed him closely.

Looking at their backs, Zhang Yunlei felt unspeakably awkward, took out a cigarette, and lit it.

Looking at him like that, Yang Jiulang probably understood his mood, so he could only pat him on the shoulder and comforted him, "Come on, don't look at it, don't count on your legs now, you can do it after removing the parts of this body." .”

"..." These words sounded so harsh, but he also understood that this was the truth, so he could only remain silent, and took a deep breath of his cigarette, "Let's go."

Qiao Qiao and Li Chengcan carried Wen Meng back to the room, and she kept sending messages of thanks on WeChat one by one. If it wasn't for the lack of time, she would definitely invite everyone to dinner tomorrow.

After tossing and tossing for so long, everyone was tired, so they comforted Qiaoqiao one after another, and then lay down to rest.

Wen Meng slept until dawn, opened her eyes slightly, only felt a headache, turned over lazily, put one hand on her head, rubbed her temples, opened her eyes wide, and saw the ceiling of the hotel.

She didn't know how she came back, but she remembered that Jiang Shuo made such a fuss yesterday, she really couldn't hold back her face, so she left first, only to find out that the bar she had been to before had reopened, and she was extremely depressed, so she went in I ordered wine, and then... it was broken.

Thinking of this, she was suddenly taken aback. She quickly sat up and took a closer look, only to find that it was her own room, and she was relieved.

Although the law and order in Macau is good, but if something unexpected happens, I feel a little scared when I think about it now. Fortunately, nothing happened. She searched around and found that the phone had been charged. She was relieved and turned it on again.

As soon as I turned it on, I saw countless WeChat messages and missed calls popping up. Wen Meng rubbed her hair, knowing that everyone was worried, but now she really didn't have the energy to explain one by one, so she fell back on the bed and started to read Look at WeChat content.

[If you want to open it up, it will be a calamity. ]

The last thing I received was a wechat message from Zhang Yunlei, with only one simple sentence, but seeing this sentence, Wen Meng's heart suddenly twitched.

She knew that his fans called his accident Li Jie, such a simple line of words contained not only pain and sadness, but also a touch of happiness.

Compared with him, he is naturally not a disaster, just like Yang Jiulang said, but he was bitten by a dog.

Wen Meng was a little touched, and was about to reply to the letter. She just typed two thank yous, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

This last wechat was sent by Zhang Yunlei in the early morning, and no one left a message on wechat after that, which means that he knew when he would return to the hotel. Doesn't that mean...

Wen Meng thought about it carefully, but couldn't remember anything, her face became more and more frightened, and she quickly sent Qiao Qiao a wechat message to ask how she got back to the hotel last night.

Qiao Qiao quickly replied to the letter and briefly said that the members of the Deyun Club helped find her last night, and Zhang Yunlei and Yang Jiulang brought her back in the end. Seeing this, Wen Meng wanted to crawl into the cracks in the ground!

It's over!As soon as she drank, she started to let herself go. She didn't know what inexplicable things she said to others last night!

It's over!

Wen Meng really regretted it, she only wished that time could not be turned back, otherwise even if she wanted to drink, she would go back to the hotel and drink it behind closed doors!

She couldn't ask people what she said and did, that would be even more embarrassing, so she had to send Qiao Qiao a WeChat message, but Qiao Qiao was not there, so she didn't know what was going on at the time.

Wen Meng felt that she was ashamed, it was more embarrassing than Jiang Shuo pointing at her nose and cursing the street!

After thinking about it, she couldn't pretend that nothing happened, she glanced at her watch, she still had some time, she simply got up and tidied up, made an appointment with Qiaoqiao, and planned to go to the shopping street in Macau for another round, she had to buy some gifts for others, It's a thank you.

The two walked around the shopping street in Macau for a while, and Wen Meng also knew that last night made everyone uneasy, and she felt very sorry, but time was tight, and I didn't have time to hand over everything to them today, so I had to choose some gifts , I will thank you one by one when I return to Beijing.

Wen Meng went back to the hotel after shopping and was about to leave. Wen Meng put the gift in the suitcase, packed it properly, and pushed the suitcase out the door. Just in time to see Zhang Yunlei also going out, she was slightly taken aback. Scalp greeted, "That...yesterday...thank you

Thank you..."

"Oh, it's fine, as long as you're fine, are you in a better mood today?" Zhang Yunlei was also a little embarrassed when he saw her. After all, he still remembered the 'nurture', cleared his throat, and said, "Then what...we won't go See you off, have a good trip."

"Okay, okay..." Wen Meng wanted to run away, smiled dryly at him, and turned to leave.

"Hey," Zhang Yunlei stopped her suddenly, and when she turned around, he said with a smile, "When we go back, we will come to Sanqing to listen to cross talk, which can cure all diseases."

Wen Meng froze for a moment before she understood what he meant, and couldn't help laughing out loud, "Sanqingyuan doesn't sell bags."

"My Lord cures all diseases," he thought, and immediately changed his rhetoric.

"Okay, that's up to you, Second Master," Wen Meng knew that he meant well, nodded in agreement, waved to him, and sat down with a salute

The ladder went down.

Seeing her leave, Zhang Yunlei smiled slightly and went back to the room.

Wen Meng returned to Beijing by plane to continue her work, with the matter of thanking them in mind, and paid special attention to the itinerary of Deyun Society.

However, there was a backlog of work during the National Day. Even if she wanted to send gifts to them as soon as possible, she couldn't pay attention all the time. What's more, there are so many fans in Deyun Society. I can't tell when the time comes.

Unexpectedly, she hadn't had a chance to tell Zhang Yunlei about it, but instead, he sent him a WeChat message ahead of time.

[Are you free this week? We’re back in Beijing. We’ll be performing on the weekend. Come and listen. ]

Wen Meng thought about it, and it was a good opportunity, so she readily agreed.

[OK, need a free makeup artist? ]

[That feeling is good. ]

Wen Meng heaved a sigh of relief, and she didn't want to give such an expensive gift to them in front of those fans. If she lost it, she would be the one who would be distressed. After all, she spent a lot of money.

Now that the appointment was made, Wen Meng prepared all the gifts. When going to Sanqing Garden, she deliberately took a detour and went to an online celebrity shop to buy some snacks and drinks, and took them with her.

According to the appointed time, someone was waiting at the back door of Sanqing Garden as usual, but this time it wasn't Yang Jiulang, but a young man Wen Meng didn't know, "Sister Meng, brother Zhui'er has been waiting for you for a long time."

Wen Meng felt that this was a bit...strange. Looking at him, she had only been to Sanqing's backstage once. There were so many brothers and sisters that she couldn't remember their names at all. What's more, the seniority of the Deyun Society was so strict that they were all one-word. It's easy to get confused, "Hmmm..."

"Dong Jiuhan, just call me Jiuhan." Dong Jiuhan didn't mind, seeing her carrying a big bag and a small bag, she reached out to take it, "Let me carry it for you, just come, why buy so much food and drink?" , we have no shortage of food and drink."

Wen Meng smiled, thinking that he would be very helpful, and thanked him, "Thank you, it's fine if I come to listen to the cross talk without spending any money, and I'm really sorry if I don't bring some gifts. I don't know what you like to drink. All of them are fruit teas, which should not be too sweet."

"Oh, thank you, you are too polite and thoughtful," Dong Jiuhan heard her meaning that she was afraid of hurting their throats by buying something else, and immediately felt that she was very considerate, let her in, and shouted, " Braid brother, people are coming."

Wen Meng went in and saw them sitting on the sofa. Seeing that they were matching words, she was a little nervous, "I didn't bother you, did I?"

"It's all right, sit down." Seeing her coming, Yang Jiulang got up quickly and gave her the seat, "You sit here, I'll just sit on the chair."

"No need, anyway, aren't you guys going to start putting on makeup soon?" Wen Meng didn't sit down, thinking about what happened in Macau, she still felt very embarrassed.

"Don't worry, what time is it? Give them beautiful ones, and you can draw for me today, don't worry about them," Zhang Yunlei glanced at the few juniors who were looking at them curiously, and urged, "Let's go, Ci'er Are you familiar with it, what do you see here?"

"That's it, please stay with us first, can I change my coat?" Yang Jiulang didn't want to be a light bulb either, so he put down his lines and prepared to change his clothes.

When she heard that they were going to change clothes, Wen Meng was a little curious, and asked, "You keep your coats here?"

"Anyway, some at home, some here, let's change clothes, why are you interested?" Yang Jiulang looked at her curiously, looked at Zhang Yunlei, saw him nodding, and said, "Then let me take a look, Satisfy your curiosity."

Wen Meng went with him enthusiastically, and saw a row full of coats of various colors. It seemed that they should be divided according to each person, and each shelf was for one person. Basically, there were five or six coats hanging on them. Like a rainbow, "There are so many, don't you have all the colorful coats?"

"Yes, we can still summon Shenlong." Yang Jiulang subconsciously praised it, and reacted, "Hey, let me tell you what I'm doing here. How about it? Doesn't it look interesting?"

"It's very interesting, and the gowns are also pretty," Wen Meng thought that the gowns on their stage were very beautiful, elegant and chic, with a special charm.

"Choose it. I want to see what color we wear today. As long as I have it, I will definitely satisfy you." Yang Jiulang saw that she was so interested, so he naturally wanted to fulfill all her wishes, and serve this girl well anyway. The second master is in a good mood, so he can save himself a lot of trouble.

"Really?" Wen Meng looked at the row of colorful coats for a while, then pointed to an orange one and said, "I like this color."

"Why do you like orange?" Yang Jiulang didn't expect her to choose such a bright color. With the current achievements of him and Zhang Yunlei, there is no need for fresh colors to attract attention, but it's good to wear it occasionally.

Wen Meng was noncommittal, and was happy to see that color, "No, but my favorite idol support color is orange."

"...Okay, you are good, for your idol, you want to make money with us?" Yang Jiulang didn't care about it, anyway, she was happy, and it wasn't herself who was angry when she found out the truth, "Come on, today It's the color, you decide it, if you look happy

to make. "

Seeing that he was about to change clothes, Wen Meng was about to go out, and thought of something else, so she hurriedly said, "Brother Yang, do you have five yuan change?"

"Ah? Yes, what's the matter?" Yang Jiulang touched his pocket, and actually took out a five-yuan note, "Do you want to use it?"

Wen Meng smiled embarrassedly, nodded and said, "I have to pay the parking fee later, I'm afraid I don't have any change."

"Okay, you can take it." Yang Jiulang gave her the money and made a 'please' gesture, "Brother Yang changes clothes so that no one can watch, please."

"Okay, then change it slowly," Wen Meng took the money, put it in his pocket, and turned to go out.

"...It's so strange for you to say this!" Yang Jiulang felt awkward when he heard it.

"What is he shouting for?" Zhang Yunlei heard him yelling outside, looked up at Wen Meng, and asked with a frown.

"It's nothing, I borrowed five yuan from Brother Yang, but he didn't..." Wen Meng shrugged her shoulders and stared at him, "Do you have any? Let me borrow it. I'll pay the parking fee later."

"Okay, let me see." What else is Zhang Yunlei doing, he took out his pocket without any change, and took out a ten-dollar ticket, "Is ten dollars worth it?"

"Okay," Wen Meng never refused, stretched out his hand to take it, and said, "Then I'll give it back to you next time."

"No, isn't it only ten yuan?" Zhang Yunlei shook his head, not caring, looking at the snacks and drinks on the table, "You spend more than I do.

There are so many, I don’t need to buy them again in the future, and they are used to problems. "

"It's okay, it's not much money." Wen Meng didn't care about the money, and she didn't really ask for change, "How about I make you up?"

"Okay, let's go," Zhang Yunlei was about to get up, but saw Wen Meng stretching out his hand in front of him, he was stunned, understood her meaning, and put his hand on her hand, "Thank you, I seem to have an extra assistant. "

"Did you forget the salary you just paid?" Wen Meng pulled him up carefully, for fear of hurting him, so he didn't stay idle.

"Okay, the reaction is getting faster and faster, and I can be a joke two more times, a child can be taught," Zhang Yunlei praised without hesitation.

In other words, follow her to the dressing room.

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