[Deyun Club] Capturing the soul

Wen Meng was a little dazed, and looked at them fixedly, a little dazed.

"Girl, get in the car, I'll see you off." Yang Jiulang looked out from the driver's seat and beckoned.

Wen Meng didn't expect them to be able to stop the car. She looked around nervously and found that no one had noticed, so she hurriedly said, "No, no, two teachers, let's go, it's easy to be photographed."

"Get in the car, we're going back to Sanqing Garden, and I'll give you a ride." Zhang Yunlei pressed the glass window, and slightly pulled off his mask, "If you don't come up again, people will be photographed, and you will be on the hot search tomorrow."

"...No need..." Wen Meng felt threatened, and shook her head, "Thank you two teachers, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"What's the matter, can we still tie you up? Come up," Yang Jiulang felt that the girl was too polite, even a bit pedantic, and urged, "If you don't come up again, the traffic police will post a note!"

There was really nothing to do, Wen Meng had no choice but to bow slightly to thank, opened the back seat door, got in the car, "Thank you two teachers."

"It's okay, I'm sorry to trouble you for taking pictures of us for so long today, so thank you, where are you going, I'll see you off first, and then go back to Sanqing Garden," Yang Jiulang glanced at Zhang Yunlei, then looked in the rearview mirror, He smiled at the girl.

Wen Meng reported the address, feeling a little embarrassed, "I don't have work today, I plan to go home, thank you very much, it's really hard to take a taxi at this time."

"Hey, isn't this just on the way?" Yang Jiulang raised his eyebrows. Her address is on the way to Sanqingyuan, and it is a high-end community. "Your address is quite close to Sanqing. Have you ever seen our small theater?" ?”

"...Occasionally," Wen Meng smiled, a little embarrassed. She usually doesn't listen to cross talk very much, let alone pay attention to the location of Sanqing Garden. If Qiao Qiao didn't talk about Deyun Society every day, she might know nothing about it. I know, I can only chat awkwardly.

"You can do it. If you don't listen to cross talk when you see people, how can you know where Sanqing Garden is?" Zhang Yunlei saw Wen Meng's subtle expression and immediately understood most of it.

Wen Meng twitched the corners of her mouth, not knowing what to say.

On the other hand, Yang Jiulang was quite good at chatting, and he could sound like Wen Meng in awkward chats. They were all talking about shooting skills, and he even asked about self-portrait skills for future use.

Although it was the evening rush hour, there was not much traffic jam at all. Wen Meng asked Yang Jiulang to stop at the gate of the community, thanked him and said goodbye, and then entered the community.

Yang Jiulang stepped on the accelerator and continued walking. Seeing Zhang Yunlei kept looking at the rearview mirror, he couldn't help but smile, "What's the matter, seeing how beautiful this girl is, are you hungry?"

"Come on, you," Zhang Yunlei glanced at him and smacked his lips, "I feel pretty pitiful."

"...You are sick. The girl is so pitiful. You even asked me to turn around and see her off," Yang Jiulang didn't know why,

Glancing at him with the steering wheel, "It's autumn now, are you springing up early?"

"Go away!" Zhang Yunlei rolled his eyes and touched his nose in embarrassment when he saw that he was talking more and more vigorously. pitiful."

"Ah? It's so miserable?" Yang Jiulang didn't expect such a thing to happen. The second master went out to smoke a cigarette and still heard some gossip. "Then her ex-boyfriend is not sick, that girl is really fair." Beautiful and long-legged, but also cheating, you must be crazy, otherwise I would die of joy!"

"Say it again and I'll record it," Zhang Yunlei gestured and took out his phone.

"All right, all right, I'll just say it casually, you're still working hard!" Yang Jiulang turned his elbows, for fear that if he really recorded it, he wouldn't be able to tell when he got home. Sending her off once is considered a good deed."

Zhang Yunlei remained silent and looked out the window without making a sound.

Seeing him like this, Yang Jiulang didn't dare to say any more, so he simply changed the subject and bypassed this issue, so as not to annoy him again, and Sanqingyuan would be turned upside down when he turned around.

When Wen Meng returned home, she regarded the two artists sending her off as an episode.

After Qiao Qiao learned the exact news, she directly booked the tickets for next week. On Saturday, she took Wen Meng to the Huguang Guild Hall. Because she had inside information and the time was set early, she was lucky enough to get the first place. The row of seats is still in the middle.

Wen Meng found a seat with her. They came early, they were among the first few to enter, and the ones behind crowded together. Qiao Qiao held a bouquet of roses in her hand and a beautifully packaged letter in the other hand, sitting happily In the first row.

Seeing her hugging the rose happily, Wen Meng was a little speechless. Although the star chasing girl would take guys to watch a show, at most it was a light stick, but it was the first time to watch the one with the rose. But thinking that she loves Deyun Club so much, send Flowers are also a matter of course.

The cross talk started, one after another, Qiao Qiao listened happily, but Wen Meng didn't get along with each other. Although she didn't listen to cross talk very much, she still found it very interesting. Occasionally she was amused and laughed a few times. People forget unpleasant things.

The time was getting later and later, and the bottom corners of each small theater were usually the last to appear on the stage. Qiao Qiao got accurate information from insiders, and naturally knew that this would be Meng Hetang and Zhou Jiuliang. It's about to boil.

It’s rare to see an actor coming. Fans who had prepared gifts in advance all ran to the front desk to give gifts. Meng Hetang and Zhou Jiuliang received gifts while thanking them. Qiao Qiao was unexpectedly calm. He waited for the audience to retreat a little before calmly getting up , handed over the roses and letter in his hand.

Meng Hetang was just about to go back when he saw a pretty little girl running to the front of the stage holding a bouquet of eye-catching roses. She hurriedly thanked her and bent down to pick it up with a smile on her face. It was rare for someone to send roses, so she was a real fan.

Qiao Qiao handed over the rose and the letter, glanced at Zhou Jiuliang, who was standing calmly by the table, and felt a little regretful, after all, there were few gifts for me, and most of them were given to me, but it didn't matter, it was like giving it to Meng Hetang, seeing him take it, He plucked up his courage again and said, "Can I give you a hug!"

Meng Hetang was taken aback for a moment, seeing that the rest of the audience had basically returned to their seats, and she was the only one standing by the stage, which was quite refreshing, and she bent down to hug the girl, and then she heard the little girl screaming happily, and hurried back to her seat , Waiting to watch the show.

As soon as he hugged him, the audience below were blown away, shouting, "I want it too! I want it too!"

"No, you don't want it!" Zhou Jiuliang said calmly, amusing everyone below.

"Okay, let's start. It's rare that someone sent a bouquet of roses. Did you see the roses?" Meng Hetang acted accordingly, returned to the center of the stage with flowers in his hands, put the flowers on the table, and said with a smile, It was quite showy, "There is still a letter, thank you for supporting us, hey, look, this letter... oh my god, there are lipstick marks, this girl can play..."

He laughed mischievously, sneered at the audience, and opened the letter casually, "My favorite little Mr. Zhou Jiuliang...Go!!!"

The following burst into laughter, Qiao Qiao was also overjoyed, and glanced at Zhou Jiuliang.

"Why... is it for me?" Zhou Jiuliang moved, but Meng Hetang stuffed the letter into his hand.

"What's for you, what's for you! Let me read it! Let me read it!!" Meng Hetang put on a show, pouted with a look of jealousy, and pointed at Qiao Qiao aggrievedly, "It's too much! I gave it to you Don't tell me let me read!"

"Who asked you to read it! Your hands are so fast!" Zhou Jiuliang took the letter and glanced at it. The beginning was really as Meng Hetang read it, a little embarrassed, so he folded the letter and cooperated with Meng Hetang to start today's performance.

Wen Meng glanced at Qiao Qiao, admiring her boldness, she even wrote a confession letter, her star chasing went to the small theater, no wonder she insisted on asking Yang Jiulang and the others for inside information, and it was rare that she was willing to talk to her.

Since he was also kind-hearted, Wen Meng didn't care about it anymore, the rule is that the dead are alive, so just be happy.

Meng Hetang and Zhou Jiuliang performed a wonderful cross talk, and came back again. What was even more surprising was that a familiar figure, Zhang Yunlei, appeared from the curtain in the backstage.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yunlei could also be airborne, and the audience shouted that the Huguang Guild Hall was about to explode.

Now that Zhang Yunlei is here, Yang Jiulang is naturally there too. The two of you came to Huguang to visit the class suddenly, to congratulate Zhou Jiuliang’s birthday in advance, to say hello to everyone, and to sing a short piece of Tan Qingshuihe as requested, which is considered to be enough to return to the show Require.

After the cross talk ended, Qiao Qiao and Wen Meng also left. Before reaching the door, Qiao Qiao suddenly received a WeChat message and stopped Wen Meng, "Sister Meng, wait a minute!"

Wen Meng was held back by her, a little strange, the two followed the crowd out of the Huguang Guild Hall, and went around to the back door, Qiao Qiao looked around and saw nothing

She sent a wechat message, and the door opened within a few seconds. With quick eyesight and quick hands, she pulled Wen Meng in and got in.

"It's really fast." Yang Jiulang pressed the brim of his hat, held Zhang Yunlei's cell phone, and looked at Qiaoqiao, "Let's go, they are waiting."

"Thank you, Teacher Yang!" Qiao Qiao was very happy, and kept bowing to Yang Jiulang.

"...What are you doing?" Wen Meng didn't know what she was doing at all, and she was able to enter the backstage of the small theater. It was because she had chatted with her very well, so she couldn't help frowning.

"Don't worry, it's not you," Qiao Qiao said nonchalantly, which made Wen Meng even more incomprehensible.

Yang Jiulang spit out all of a sudden, turned his head and looked at Qiao Qiao in horror, "I said, girl, don't learn from those people, the group of female hooligans under this stage will get it too, who can do it if you come here too I can bear it."

"It can't be helped. Deyun girls have a common problem, and we all know it," Qiao Qiao blinked at him, but it was very familiar.

Wen Meng was at a loss, so she could only follow her around, and followed them helplessly into the backstage.

As soon as she entered the backstage of Huguang, she saw a lot of people sitting inside. Wen Meng took a look and knew Zhang Yunlei and Yang Jiulang. As for Qiao Qiao's two

A true love, naturally there.

"Mr. Meng, Mr. Zhou!" Qiao Qiao saw Meng Hetang and Zhou Jiuliang at a glance, and quickly bowed to them, looking a little at a loss.

"Come on, Mr. Zhou, your true fan is here, see you soon, the little girl even wrote you a love letter," Meng Hetang joked with a sour look, and deliberately rushed to greet her before Zhou Jiuliang, "I I heard from Senior Brother and Jiulang that I'm a staff member who has worked with them, and I'm Meng Hetang."

"Zhou Jiuliang," Zhou Jiuliang nodded towards them, still holding the love letter from Qiao Qiao in his hand, looking at the two girls a little embarrassedly.

"Hi teachers, I'm Qiao Qiao, a makeup artist," Qiao Qiao introduced herself quickly, and pulled Wen Meng over, "My colleague, Wen Meng, is a photographer."

"Hello," Wen Meng saw that Qiao Qiao was really happy, and rushed to introduce herself, but let her go, "I'm really sorry to disturb the teachers."

"No, no, how can this be considered disturbing? You see that you bought tickets to watch our cross talk talk, and even gave you gifts, but little girl, you gave me roses and a love letter from my partner, isn't that a little too much?" Meng Hetang said cheerfully. Looking at the two of them, I felt a little aggrieved, and spread out

hand, making Qiaoqiao laugh lowly.

Zhang Yunlei interjected, "What's wrong with her being too pretty, don't be ignorant, I don't even have any flowers."

"That's right, people don't listen to your cross talk, do they?" Meng Hetang glanced back at his senior brother, groaned, and looked at Wen Meng, "I've seen the photos they showed off, and they look good. Are they professional after all? If you have a chance, you can also take pictures for us."

Wen Meng smiled and said modestly, "Fortunately, my skills are only average, and I will definitely cooperate with you if I have the opportunity."

Qiao Qiao couldn't hold back any longer. After all, the performance was over and it was too late. She took out a pen and notebook from her bag, and looked at Zhou Jiuliang expectantly, "Can you sign me, Mr. Zhou? "

"Okay, no problem," Zhou Jiuliang naturally wanted to save face since he was a friend of his senior brother, so he took it and signed it without saying a word, then handed it to Meng Hetang, and also satisfied the little girl's request for a group photo.

After Qiao Qiao finished filming with Zhou Jiuliang, he went to take a photo with Meng Hetang again, jumping up and down excitedly.

Wen Meng had no choice but to stand aside and watch her succeed in chasing stars. She understood this mentality very well. After all, she had also chased stars before, and refused to leave at the entrance of the concert, just to catch a glimpse of her idol.

Seeing her alone near the door, Zhang Yunlei leaned over and asked nonchalantly, "Do you think the cross talk they talked about is interesting?"

Wen Meng was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect him to take the initiative to talk to her. After thinking about it, she said, "It's very interesting. I don't know much about cross talk, but I also think it's funny, and Teacher Zhou's singing is very nice, but unfortunately I don't know opera .”

"That sounds good to me, then you haven't heard me sing before." Zhang Yunlei glanced at Zhou Jiuliang, a little unconvinced, "I can't lose to my junior brother in terms of singing skills. I think you were preconceived by that little makeup artist. Why don't you come to Sanqing Garden next week and listen to me sing, how about it?"

"...This...isn't very good, and I don't know if I can get tickets for your appearance..." No matter how dull Wen Meng is, she knows that Zhang Yunlei's tickets are hard to get. The venue is full, today is Saturday, and it is already booked up for next week.

Zhang Yunlei smacked his lips, raised his eyebrows and looked at her, feeling that he was underestimated, "I asked you to see it, and I still need you to buy the ticket?"

"...That's even more embarrassing. How can I watch your performance for nothing?" Wen Meng shook her head, unable to understand his inexplicable comparison psychology, and politely refused.

"I'm not giving away tickets for nothing, just take it as a thank you for taking pictures for us, and the pictures are so handsome, as soon as they are posted on Weibo, they are all popular, and they will be trending every minute," Zhang Yunlei flipped over his phone, looking at She said, "Look, you sent a photo and asked your assistant to help. Why don't you add a WeChat and send it to me directly. I think we can cooperate more in the future."

"Uh..." Wen Meng hesitated for a moment, seeing his expectant eyes, had no choice but to take out her mobile phone and add him as a friend, "Alright, the photo magazine I took last time has been screened, if you like the rest, I will Pass it on to you too."

"Okay, then I have to invite you to listen to the cross talk." Zhang Yunlei calculated that he should return to Sanqing Garden for two performances next week, and said casually, "You are also on weekends, I will be in Sanqingyuan for three days next weekend." Qing, I’m afraid it’s hard to reserve a ticket on Saturday and Sunday, why don’t we go on Friday?”

He seemed determined to invite himself to listen to the cross talk, Wen Meng couldn't understand it, and his classmates were still jealous?Just when I was about to say no again, I heard Qiao Qiao running over excitedly, "Yes! Any day is fine! We won't have much work next week!"

"Okay, then when the date is set, I'll tell you, you two come together, I'll treat you," the little girl happened to assist, Zhang Yunlei smiled, showing his white teeth, very happy.

"No, senior brother, you just abducted my fan?" Meng Hetang looked at him with a half-smile, with deep meaning in his words, "Yang Jiulang, just leave him alone!"

"I can't control it, I didn't dare to control it two years ago!" Yang Jiulang sat on the sofa and let his corner let himself go.

Who dares to control him, and he doesn't want to court death!

The author has something to say:

Suppose Kuro is married

By the way, all I watch are crosstalk videos, and I don’t watch Reuters much.

I want to ask how the actors usually call each other, please popularize the science