[Deyun Club] Capturing the soul

Zhang Yunlei's lovesickness is both melodious and elegant, which makes people fascinated.

It sounds very useful to outsiders like Wen Meng and Qiao Qiao, but to the members of Deyun Club, it doesn't matter much, but in their hearts

The head also understood what the meaning of the song he chose was. Several people looked at each other and smiled, and they all went to peek at Wen Meng's reaction.

After singing the song, Qiao Qiao applauded happily, and Wen Meng pursed her lips and smiled, which was also very face-saving.

"Okay, it's time to braid the next one," Shaobing saw that Wen Meng would be quite good for this song, but unfortunately he couldn't read the connotation from the expression, so he had to continue playing the game and put the bottle in front of Zhang Yunlei.

Zhang Yunlei turned the bottle, and this time the mouth of the bottle was facing Wang Jiulong, and he didn't make things difficult for him, and let him sing a song at will, and let it go.

The next one was Guo Qilin. He turned around casually, and the bottle was facing Wen Meng. He was stunned for a moment and scratched his head, "This..."

Wen Meng smiled, chose the big adventure, looked at him and said, "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Guo Qilin was a little tangled, and glanced at Zhang Yunlei, who dared to embarrass her, thought for a while, and said, "Why don't we sing a song, our sex

I also watched the dance, and listened to the lyrical song. This set is so boring. Let’s make it cute. By the way, is there something like that in Korea... Lovely song, finger dance? Skip, it's too disgusting, I want to see a serious and cute one! "

"...You come up with a question, so why not take me along!" Meng Hetang picked up a cushion from the sofa and threw it at Guo Qilin.

"Ode to Love..." This is really a bit embarrassing, Wen Meng seldom acts cute, a little embarrassed, "Or I can still drink..."

"Don't! If you drink too much, our brothers still have to look for you all over the street, just sing a song!" How can the biscuit make her hide, so she quickly stopped her, "Sing one, let's sing again!" It's not difficult, just do it blindly, Brother Meng has sung it, you can still be uglier than him

? ”

"Who is ugly, I am cute!" Meng Hetang went to kick the sesame seed cakes.

"That's fine..." This is not such an excessive request, Wen Meng can only agree, and ordered the cutie song, but Guo Qilin asked her by name

If you dance your fingers, you won't be able to hold the microphone.

"Come on, sister, I'll hold it up for you," Li Chengcan stood closest to the microphone and helped her hold it up.

Wen Meng can only sing and act cute in the direction of Guo Qilin. Fortunately, this finger dance is not difficult, as long as you look cute.

Seeing her cuteness, Zhang Yunlei could only hold back a smile, not daring to be too presumptuous, glanced at Guo Qilin, and gave him a thumbs up under the table.

Guo Qilin still didn't understand what he was thinking, so he replied OK.

A secret transaction was carried out quietly without Wen Meng's knowledge. The nephew and uncle had the same intention, and wanted to lure her into the Deyun Club.

The game continued, and after a round, Kong Qingxiao became quite familiar with them. A group of people played, sang, and danced until the early hours of the morning when they were gradually getting ready to leave.

"It's almost one o'clock, let's all go back, even if we don't have work tomorrow, we can't stay up all night," Meng Hetang suggested seeing that Qiao Qiao and Wen Meng were a little sleepy.

"Success, it's almost time to play, let's go," Shaobing looked at his watch, it was so late, and it was time to go home, and echoed.

Seeing this, everyone got up and put on their coats, and went out in twos and threes. Zhou Jiuliang didn't have a car book, so he had to ask two surrogate drivers to drive Meng Hetang, Qiao Qiao and Kong Qingxiao, while Qin Xiaoxian returned Zhang Jiuling and Wang Jiulong. There were sesame seed cakes to send home, and Guo Qilin sent Zhang Yunlei and Wen Meng off. The group said goodbye and got into their cars and headed home.

Zhang Yunlei and Wen Meng were sitting in the back seat. Guo Qilin was driving. Although he didn't drink much, Wen Meng was still a little drunk. He felt a little sleepy when he was drinking. He leaned on Zhang Yunlei's shoulder, feeling drowsy.

Seeing that she wanted to sleep, Zhang Yunlei quickly pushed her, and said, "Don't sleep, I'll be home in a while, sleeping in the car is easy to catch a cold, don't sleep, don't sleep."

Wen Meng yawned, barely opened her eyes, and responded, "Mmm..."

Seeing her humming and chirping like a kitten, Zhang Yunlei couldn't help but want to laugh. He reached out and touched her face, which was smooth and tender. He pinched her to make her more awake, "Don't sleep."

Wen Meng opened her eyes a little wider, looked at the front, and muttered, "It hurts."

"I didn't try too hard, don't touch porcelain, this is my patent," Zhang Yunlei didn't believe her, and didn't dare to use his strength. "The date of unpacking is set. When the time comes, you come directly to Beizhan. I'll send someone from The side door will take you in, you know?"

"Hmm..." Wen Meng pulled herself together, thanked her, her eyelids stuck together again, "Thank you."

"Okay, which one of us is with who?" Zhang Yunlei responded casually, seeing that he had already reached the gate of her community, and looked around, the security guard at the gate turned out to be the uncle who kindly asked him to go in and wait that day, "Uncle, it's you again Ah, hard work."

When the security uncle saw it was him, his memory was still fresh, and he recognized him immediately, and said with a smile, "It's you, young man, are the young couple reconciled?"

"Hey, thank you so much last time. I'll take her home and come out right away, okay?" Zhang Yunlei smiled at him, thinking it would be convenient.

Uncle Security hesitated for a moment, glanced at Wen Meng, and agreed, "Sure, hurry up then."

"Hey, I'll take her downstairs and come out immediately, thank you," Zhang Yunlei thanked, and asked Guo Qilin to drive the car downstairs to Wen Meng, and gathered her coat, "I'm home, go back to sleep."

Only then did Wen Meng open her eyes. Seeing that she had really arrived home, she quickly sat up, a little sorry, "Thank you, then I'll go back first, and you guys should be careful on the way back."

"Hey, just be careful, don't worry about us," Guo Qilin greeted her, and then turned around and walked out after seeing her enter the corridor.

Passing the security booth, Zhang Yunlei waved to the security uncle, and the car left the community and ran towards the rose garden.

"Okay, Uncle, I never thought that you and the photographer sister still have such a relationship, the security guy is familiar with each other, how many times have you been here?" Guo Qilin looked at the rearview mirror and joked with him, gossiping. up.

"Don't talk nonsense, isn't it just one more time than you? You don't know where I sleep every day." Zhang Yunlei took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. "There's nothing wrong with it."

"Then I'll just wait for you to drop it, and I won't be able to call you my aunt anymore. I feel like I'm a generation behind, and the relationship between our family depends on you!" Guo Qilin snorted depressingly. , I was still called sister before, but I should change it to aunt in the future, what is this called! "I said uncle, are you sure?"

Zhang Yunlei pressed down the car window, flicked the cigarette ash out, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Don't talk nonsense, I haven't told others yet, when will you die? Say, especially not to let my sister and brother-in-law know, understand?"

Guo Qilin didn't know him yet. He was afraid that his father would die, and he would behave like a man with his tail between his legs when he got home. He nodded, "Don't worry about it. Leaked."

Zhang Yunlei nodded, feeling more relieved, he was afraid that Guo Qilin would tell him that he had missed it, and if he turned around and was scared away, it would not be worth the loss.

Wen Meng rested for two days and continued to work. During the New Year's Eve, she left work early and went to stay at her father's house for one night. During the New Year's Eve, she continued to work and rest as usual. As for Zhang Yunlei, it was the same. She specially sent her a red envelope on New Year's Eve, and occasionally contacted her for greetings. .

On the eighth day of the lunar new year, Wen Meng took a day off to pick up the plane. When she saw her mother coming out of the exit, she greeted her, "Mom."

"Good girl~" Meng Jiru saw the baby girl was very happy, went up to hug her, kissed her on the cheek, looked up and down, "Well, no

Wrong, I don't look thin, I can be relieved, my baby. "

"Come on, mom, why didn't uncle come back together?" Wen Meng thought that Mr. David would come back with his mother, but she didn't expect to be alone.

"Your uncle has other things to do and he won't be back until a few days later. He still wants to listen to cross talk with me. What can he understand? He only slips away in Chinese," Meng Jiru said of her husband, feeling a little helpless, but full of It's happiness, and she patted her daughter's hand, "Mom will stay with you for a few more days, let's go."

"Okay," Wen Meng helped her drag the suitcase, went to the parking lot, and went home together.

"Meng Meng, why are you busy with work? Your sister-in-law always tells me that you are doing well in China, but I still don't feel at ease. She refuses to let you live with me in the United States." Meng Jiru only had this daughter. , wishing to give her the best, and feel at ease when she puts it in front of her every day, but it's a pity that her daughter is independent and refuses to listen to her at all.

"I'm fine. I can eat and drink, and have fun with my friends. Don't worry. Besides, my brother and sister-in-law are watching me. I'm fine." Wen Meng was in a great mood when his mother came back. Yes, answered with a smile.

But Meng Jiru doesn't think so, she always feels that her daughter won't get married, and she is always worried. Thinking of this, she can't help feeling angry, "Just lie to me and don't tell me about such a big thing, that Jiang Shuo It's really wolf-hearted, unfortunately I thought it was the son of an old classmate who knew everything, but he just treated you like this, the little bastard thinks of this and I get angry!"

"It's alright, Mom, he's learned his lesson anyway," Wen Meng didn't want to bring up this matter, and didn't want to think about Jiang Shuo again, "It's over."

"Okay, as long as you're okay, mom can rest assured, and when there is a suitable one later, mom will introduce you," Meng Jiru said comfortingly, knowing that her daughter was not happy, so she stopped talking.

Wen Meng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and she couldn't refute, otherwise she would be even more energetic, and would bring out a bunch of disadvantages of not getting married. In short, it was all the truth of the older generation, so she could only nod her head and let it go.

When Meng Jiru returned to China, Wen Meng took her to eat and drink besides work, and soon it was time to unpack, and David also came back in time from the United States.

Wen Meng drove the two of them to the North Exhibition Hall ahead of time, called Dong Jiuhan, and then went in through the agreed side door, "Jiuhan!"

"Hey, little sister Meng!" Dong Jiuhan slipped out to pick them up into the venue, gave tickets, and greeted Meng Jiru and David with a bow, "Hello auntie, hello uncle, I'm an actor from Deyun Club, Dong Jiuhan .”

"Hi, thank you, I'm sorry to bother you, our little lemon is also taken care of by you, by the way, this is my little thought, you can go to the backstage, and greet Mr. Guo for me, I am his What about the fans," Meng Jiru laughed, handing the presents and snacks to Dong Jiuhan, thanking Dong Jiuhan.

"Hey, thank you auntie, thank you auntie, you see that you like us, we are happy enough to come to our performance, what gifts do you bring, by the way," Dong Jiuhan took out a few photos from his pocket and handed them to her, " Auntie, these are the autographs of my master and Uncle Yu, as well as the autographed photos of several of my senior brothers. Sister Xiaomeng also takes care of us and takes pictures of us so handsomely, so I specially signed them for you."

"Oh, how embarrassing this is, it's too unexpected, so great, so great, thank you," Meng Jiru didn't expect to get Guo Degang's autograph, so excited, he kept praising Dong Jiuhan, " Nice guy, thank you, thank you."

"No, no, no, I was also entrusted by my senior brother. Then... I have brought my things and I am busy at the back, so I will go back first. Aunts and uncles, please wait for a while. After people enter the venue, the performance can begin." Wait a minute, Miss Xiaomeng, I'll go first," Dong Jiuhan nodded and bowed towards them, and kept smiling apologetically, this is Brother Zhui'er's future father-in-law, how dare he offend him.

"Thank you Jiuhan, I'll contact you later," Wen Meng knew they were busy at the moment, so she nodded and let him go.

"I didn't expect you to be able to make friends with people from the Deyun Society. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to watch this show, and the tickets are too hard to get," Meng Jiru said with emotion, and carefully put away the autographed photos. broken.

"...I didn't expect that..." Wen Meng smiled, thinking it was probably fate.

The unboxing performance started soon. It was rare for Wen Meng to watch their performance in the auditorium. Meng Jiru and David next to him talked from time to time. Although David could speak Chinese, the cross talk was still a bit difficult and needed someone to explain to understand The baggage.

When Zhang Yunlei appeared on the stage, the Beijing exhibition venue instantly became a sea of ​​female fans. Meng Jiru sighed and praised, "After all, the young man is handsome. You can see that the popularity is different. It's a pity."

Wen Meng was stunned for a moment, guessing that her mother was talking about his injury, she kept silent and glanced at her phone.

[After unpacking, when do you have time, I have something to tell you. ]

Wen Meng just saw Zhang Yunlei's wechat message just now, and her heart skipped a beat.

She raised her head in some confusion, and looked at Zhang Yunlei, who was letting himself go freely on the stage, but the him who sang lovesickness to someone in the KTV that day appeared in her mind.

He on stage is similar to him off stage, but different.

Before she knew it, she actually imprinted his every move, every word and deed deeply in her mind, and she could even compare them at any time.

Wen Meng pursed her lips, glanced at her mother, and finally turned off the screen and lowered her eyes.

The author has something to say:

I went to grab tickets for the North Exhibition yesterday, and I saw Yunlei Ash for the first time, it was exciting~_(:з」∠)_

I began to doubt life, who am I, where am I, what am I going to do, why do I like Zhang Yunlei, am I crazy?

But it doesn't matter, Deyun girls never admit defeat, I can do it, I can do it!

I missed the North Exhibition and I still have Jinan and Zhengzhou, no matter how bad it is, I will definitely watch it in Dalian!

This hand speed practice makes me feel a little crooked...

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