[Deyun Club] Capturing the soul

Hearing that Zhang Yunlei wanted to invite the two of them to listen to a cross talk, Qiao Qiao couldn't care less about the wall of true love. It was such luck to be able to see the wishes of many Deyun girls in the corner!

The two of them had a good discussion, Wen Meng sighed, but didn't object, anyway, I thought it was really interesting to listen to the cross talk today, and I can forget that bastard Jiang Shuo, so it would be nice to listen to it again.

Seeing that it was getting late and almost all the audience outside had left, Qiao Qiao and Wen Meng said goodbye to the teachers and went home.

Arriving at the company the next day, Wen Meng sorted out some of the remaining photos from the last time. After thinking about it, she edited the photos by herself, made a layout, and ordered a book after the film was released. It looked like an out-of-print miniature like.

She flipped through it casually, and it looked very eye-catching. The gown looked very elegant, and the charm of traditional art was vivid on the paper.

The phone rang suddenly, Wen Meng withdrew her thoughts, and looked at WeChat, the profile picture was Zhang Yunlei.

[Two tickets for the Friday night show, I have reserved for you, can you come? ]

Wen Meng glanced at the itinerary. There was no work on Friday. She looked back at Qiao Qiao who was working. She estimated that she would receive the news soon, and she would drag herself anyway, so she agreed.

[Okay, the photos are made into a book, and there is only one book, sorry. ]

Not long after, the other party returned.

[Just one book, thank you, can you tell me your phone number?Get in touch to get your tickets in advance on Friday. ]

Wen Meng was startled for a moment, then sent her phone number and thanked her.

In the past, there were artists who liked the style of a certain photographer and asked for their contact information, which could be regarded as mutual help at work. She didn't think much about it, put down her phone and continued working.

Zhang Yunlei on the other end of the phone saw the reply and smiled. Yang Jiulang next to him saw it and was a little puzzled. He leaned over to read it, "What are you doing? You are holding back your smile. What's the good thing?"

"It's okay." Zhang Yunlei put down his phone, glanced at him, and felt that his smile was a little creepy, "Why do you laugh so disgustingly?"

"Why did you think of inviting the photographer lady to listen to the cross talk? To be honest, did you fall in love with her?" Yang Jiulang always felt that there was a problem, and his characters were not so enthusiastic, especially since the girl was not his fan. Son, why are you rushing to invite people to listen to cross talk?

"What do you know?" Zhang Yunlei curled his lips, feeling extremely unbalanced, "The little make-up artist misled the little photographer, and thought that Jiuliang could sing better than me, so why can't I help her correct her?" A little aesthetic."

"...When did Miss Qiaoqiao say that Jiuliang sang better than you? How could she be biased towards the photography teacher? Can you feel your conscience?" Yang Jiulang found that he could really talk, and he liked his photography. My sister just said it straight, and she made it quite honest. It’s okay for Mi Zhi to teach others, "Besides, why do you call someone a photography girl? She is two years older than you, and she is called Miss Sister."

"...What little sister, you're only two years older, so I'll call you old uncle?" Zhang Yunlei glared at him and listened harshly.

very.

"I said Jiaoer, for the sake of that beautiful young lady, I don't care about copying cheap, right?" Yang Jiulang was really convinced, and after thinking about it, he said, "I think the girl is pretty good, so don't take advantage of it." Bullying people because they are depressed."

"Let's put it down, I'm sad to see the little girl in the photo shoot, maybe I'll be happy after watching two cross talks, don't they all say that we can cure postpartum depression?" Zhang Yunlei coughed, lowered his head and continued to pick his phone.

"It's quite early for you, you even thought about postpartum," Yang Jiulang gave him a thumbs up, but was thrown a bottle of mineral water on his body, and he caught it, grinning, "Thank you for the reward! "

There was nothing to do on Friday afternoon. Wen Meng had other work on the weekend, so she took a day off to rest. Although their job should take two days off a week, they don't care so much when they come to work. That's it.

She was idle and bored, and thought of going to listen to cross talk, so she simply searched for some related videos on the Internet to make up lessons.

Time passed quickly, Wen Meng was watching it interestingly, but was suddenly interrupted by the ringing of the phone, picked up the phone and looked, it was an unfamiliar number.

She paused the video, thought for a few seconds, and answered, "Hello?"

"Hey, hello, is this Teacher Wen?"

The voice over there was very familiar, Wen Meng froze for a moment, and guessed, "Mr. Zhang?"

"Yeah, I heard it, it's amazing," Zhang Yunlei smiled lightly, playing with the makeup brush in his hand, "I want to ask you something, do you know how to put on makeup?"

Wen Meng was a little strange, but she still answered truthfully, "I know a little bit, but I'm not professional enough, what's wrong?"

"It's okay to be unprofessional. Can you do me a favor? Come here earlier. We want to tidy up. We're all old men. Surely it's not as professional as yours?"

"Okay, just let me hand over the photo album to you directly," Wen Meng thought that it's not good to hand in such personal things in the audience, and it can't be mixed with fans' gifts, and it would be bad to throw them away later. I looked at my watch, "Then I'm leaving in an hour, so I should be in a hurry, right?"

"Okay, just don't block the road." Zhang Yunlei looked at the time, and it was enough, "Then I will send you a location later, you come from the back door, give me a call when you arrive, and I will let someone pick it up you go."

"Okay, thank you," Wen Meng hung up the phone, turned off the computer, put on some makeup, changed clothes, and went out with her phone and keys.

Not long after, Zhang Yunlei sent the location. Wen Meng glanced at it and frowned. He really had to go there earlier, otherwise it would be really difficult to find a parking space.

Arriving near Sanqing Garden, Wen Meng found a parking space and parked the car. She carried her things and walked towards the back door of Sanqing Garden. Seeing that she was almost there, she made a phone call.

"I'm already at the back door..." Wen Meng heard the answer over there, and said directly, probably because it was too early, there was no one in the alley, and she didn't see fans blocking people, so she could reach the door smoothly, and the voice had not finished yet , the door opened, and it was Yang Jiulang waiting at the door.

"Come here," Yang Jiulang beckoned, let her in quickly, and said directly, "I said girl, can I give you a number, I can't keep using Braid's mobile phone."

Wen Meng blinked her eyes, but she also understood that he said that Zhui'er should be Zhang Yunlei. At any rate, she went to Tanqingshuihe for science popularization today, and she understood brother Zhui'er's stalk, so she smiled at Yang Jiulang embarrassedly, "Okay."

By the way, the two added a WeChat account and exchanged mobile phone numbers. Wen Meng followed Yang Jiulang to Sanqing's backstage, which was quite similar to Huguang, but the two characters here became uncles.

Several people in the background stood up when they saw Yang Jiulang bring a girl in. Zhang Yunlei sat on the sofa and watched them, "You scare people again."

Several people introduced Wen Meng with a nod and bowed their waists. Their eyes seemed to be sizing up, but Wen Meng didn't care. Those who work in this industry are not afraid of being scrutinized. They put down the big bag they were carrying. The small bag containing the booklet was handed to Yang Jiulang, "Here are your photos. I screened them and bound them into a booklet, but there is only one copy."

"Hey, that's really interesting. It's even bound into a book." Yang Jiulang took it out to have a look, turned it over, and then looked at the big bag, "What is this? This snack is not cheap, why are you bringing this? "

"It's nothing, just treat everyone to a dessert." Wen Meng smiled. She was really embarrassed to take advantage of it for nothing, and she was a little restrained. She looked at Zhang Yunlei, "Do you want to put on makeup now?"

Zhang Yunlei took the big bag from his junior brother, took out a piece of snack, took a bite, and glanced at his watch, "Just make it simple for those few, make it more handsome for me."

Wen Meng was a little used to his personality, he looked a bit like the one on stage, very skinny, and went down to the dressing room after being greeted by those little juniors.

Seeing that she had gone to the dressing room, Yang Jiulang sat beside Zhang Yunlei, took a snack from the bag, and said, "Qiao Qiao doesn't care?"

"I asked her to wait in front. She can definitely come before the opening, and she can't let her pass from the backstage to the front." Zhang Yunlei wiped his hands and glanced at him, "...why do you laugh so disgustingly?"

"Who is disgusting!" Yang Jiulang almost spit out as soon as he spoke, causing Zhang Yunlei to stay away from him, "Come on, can't I stop talking? Can we have a good word? You will perform supernormally, can you tell me the bottom line, I am afraid that I will not be able to catch up with your enthusiasm."

"You're so young! Can you speak well!" Zhang Yunlei patted him, and suddenly realized that Wen Meng was in the dressing room behind, and then restrained his voice, smacking his lips, "Speak well! Otherwise, I'll let you tonight You cry aloud!"

"Hey, take it easy then," Yang Jiulang blinked deliberately.

Although Wen Meng, who was putting on makeup behind her, couldn't hear it clearly, she heard the 'crying out loud', and almost made the actor's eyebrows fly away with a trembling hand.

"...Our senior brother is easy to joke, don't mind, it's not true," Dong Jiuli, who was put on make-up, sat obediently, not daring to interact too much. You must know that it is rare for the second senior brother to bring a girl into the backstage, and then scare people away .

"I understand," Wen Meng nodded. Fortunately, he had learned the science in advance, otherwise he would have been quite surprised, and it would be great to open his mouth like this.

The stage makeup in the small theater is not so troublesome, just put some powder on the eyebrows, and Wen Meng quickly painted them for a few of their juniors. It happened that Yang Jiulang and Zhang Yunlei had also finished their lyrics. Come in and have a look. "Not bad, it's really good, after all, it's professional."

Dong Jiuli and the others hurriedly gave up their seats and went out to match the words. Wen Meng looked at them and asked, "Which of the two teachers will come first?"

"Let me come," Yang Jiulang wished to finish the painting and leave quickly, to give the two of them a space to communicate, and sit directly in front of the mirror, "Come on, beauty."

Wen Meng burst out laughing, and couldn't help but said, "Are all crosstalk talkers so good at talking?"

"That's for sure, we have to make the audience laugh, don't we?" Yang Jiulang enjoyed the good time being made up by beautiful women. He can chat with Qiao Qiao, and naturally he can also chat with Wen Meng. The studio is too powerful, all of them are beautiful, you are employees who are selected according to their debut appearance, we have a lot of bachelors in Deyun Club, can you introduce a few, look at our Jiuli, Jiuliang, Brother Meng are all alone, no matter how bad our second master is, it’s fine!"

Zhang Yunlei was playing with his mobile phone on the side, raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and glanced at Yang Jiulang, but he didn't speak, and listened silently.

Wen Meng didn't stop working, and asked in surprise, "Who is the second master?"

"Pfft!" Yang Jiulang couldn't control it, burst out laughing, glanced at Zhang Yunlei in the mirror, and quickly explained, "Zhang Yunlei, hey, you said my brain, I forgot that you are not good, let me introduce you, Zhang Yunlei Zhang Teacher, the second senior brother of our Deyun Club has too many nicknames, Er Ye, Brother Zhui Er, there are quite a lot anyway."

"Oh... I'm so sorry, I really don't understand this, I made up a special lesson in the morning, and I know that Brother Braid who explores the Qingshui River

Brother," Wen Meng helped him draw his eyebrows, and looked at Zhang Yunlei apologetically.

"Hey, I still have to make up for the class. I think your little makeup artist, Qiao Qiao, knows a lot," Yang Jiulang suppressed a smile. Years are normal, these two years are much rarer.

"Qiaoqiao has liked you for a long time, she must know more than me." Wen Meng looked at it carefully, and felt that it was almost done, and gave him a little hairstyle, "Is this okay, Teacher Yang?"

"It's very good, hey, don't say it, after all, professional people look better than us. This hairstyle is absolutely perfect." Yang Jiulang flicked his hair, quite satisfied, "I said we are familiar with it, don't Yang Teacher, it’s too natural to shout."

"...Brother Yang...?" Wen Meng read his basic information, knew that Yang Jiulang was one year older than herself, and this was the safest title, so she nodded with a smile on her face.

"Cheng Chengcheng! From then on, I'll call you Miss Meng," Miss Wen was so weird, she called it like a hooligan, she was so cute.

"Okay," Wen Meng didn't care what others called her, and let him go, looking at Zhang Yunlei, "Second Master is here for you."

"I'm learning very quickly. I feel that if I chat with Xiangzi again, I will soon be able to laugh." Zhang Yunlei sat down and smiled, and glanced at Yang Jiulang who was about to leave, thinking about how to toss him in the future.

Wen Meng blinked her eyes, thought for a while and realized that he should be talking about Yang Jiulang. Being an artist is really troublesome, and the real name and stage name have to be separated. If you are not careful, you will not be able to figure it out. "You guys are all kung fu, I'm afraid It’s something you’ll never learn in your life.”

"You learn it after watching too much. I think your little makeup artist knows a lot." Zhang Yunlei sat obediently and asked her to apply foundation for herself. He glanced back and forth, but he was able to take a good look at Wen Meng's appearance. Carefully.

He is a bit short-sighted, but he doesn't like wearing glasses. He would rather be so blind, anyway, it doesn't hinder anything, but he is so close, he really thinks Wen Meng is pretty, no wonder Yang Jiulang said she is fair, beautiful and has long legs.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yunlei glanced down, and happened to see the hot pants the girl was wearing, her long legs were white and smooth, her head reflected light under the lamp, and she was wearing a pair of high-heeled sandals, making her look even more slender.

...This is too eye-catching...

He looked at it and suddenly remembered something, "Are you driving in high heels?"

"No, I have sneakers in the car, and driving in high heels is not allowed," Wen Meng was cautious in this regard, safety first.

"Well, that's pretty good," Zhang Yunlei nodded, seeing that she had finished drawing her own eyebrows, and suddenly said, "Put some eyeliner on me."

"...Okay," Wen Meng discussed, picked up the eyeliner, and moved over.

The corner of Zhang Yunlei's mouth twitched slightly, looked at the girl who was close at hand, and continued to size up.

The author has something to say:

Loose powder thanks to the little cuties for their help in science~

I wish you all the best in getting the tickets you want in the future.

Anyway, I didn't get it (smile)

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me~

Thanks to the little angel who cast [Mine]: 1 orange

Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me with nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of the little lazy cat of the claw family

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ^_^