[Deyun Club] Capturing the soul

Wen Meng originally planned to simply put on makeup for them, but when Zhang Yunlei wanted to draw eyeliner, he couldn't refuse, so he naturally satisfied all his requirements.

She picked up the eyeliner, leaned closer, and said, "Look up, tell me if you feel uncomfortable."

Zhang Yunlei nodded, very cooperative, feeling the girl's fingers gently pressing on the eyelids, and the thin eyeliner brushed over the root of the eyelashes, stroke by stroke, a little itchy.

Wen Meng finished drawing one side for him, and then started the other side. She felt that he blinked suddenly, and quickly raised the pen, "What's wrong? Did you poke it?"

"No, nothing, it seems that something has gotten into the eye." Zhang Yunlei blinked one eye, always feeling itchy, as if some eye hair had fallen into it, and raised his hand to rub it, but Wen Meng stopped him.

"Wait a minute, it'll be stained as soon as you rub it." Wen Meng took out a cotton swab, dipped the tears he squeezed out, then peeled off his eyelids, and saw an eyelash stuck in the corner of his eye, "One eyelash fell in. "

She deftly picked it up with a cotton swab, and just picked out the eyelash that caused trouble, "Is it better?"

Zhang Yunlei blinked hard, and he felt much more comfortable. He nodded, "Well, it's much better."

"That's fine," Wen Meng wiped away the remaining tears with the other end, finished the last point, and looked around, "Well, that's fine, is this okay?"

"Okay." In fact, he didn't see any good or bad, but he just used an excuse to look at her for a while, "Thank you, this makeup is about the same as a professional one."

"You're flattering me. Actually, I've changed a lot for myself, and I've learned a little bit of fur. In terms of major, I have to be Qiaoqiao." Wen Meng sprayed some hairspray, styled his hair a little, and looked in the mirror Zhang Yunlei, "Is this hairstyle okay?"

"Okay, let's get a card, I think you are very skilled," Zhang Yunlei laughed, making a joke.

"Sure, wait for me to open," Wen Meng heard him teasing, followed up, took out a wet towel and wiped her hands.

"Okay, now I know I'll take over, and I'm going to be on stage in two days." Zhang Yunlei didn't expect her to pick up the talk, and thought it was quite fresh, "There is potential."

Wen Meng smiled helplessly, and couldn't continue. After all, she is a professional actor, and she reacted very quickly. She didn't have this ability. She looked at the time and said, "It's about to start. I'd better go to the front and wait for Qiao Qiao. You have to recite your lines, will I interrupt your work if I am always here?"

Zhang Yunlei looked at the time and found that it was almost the same time. He got up and took out two tickets and gave them to her, "Be careful when you go out later and see if there are any fans at the door. Not much, I asked the front to let you two in and wait."

"Okay, thank you," Wen Meng took the ticket, nodded to him, and left the dressing room.

Seeing her come out, Yang Jiulang who was sitting outside got up and raised his eyebrows, "It's not bad, I've picked up those who came to listen to cross talk today."

"Brother Yang was joking, I've been bothering you for a long time, let's go out and wait for the opening," Wen Meng was about to get used to their habitual flattery, and was about to leave after saying hello.

"I'll take you to the door." Yang Jiulang saw Zhang Yunlei following behind, fearing that he would be inconvenient and troublesome, he took Wen Meng out and sent him to the door, "Thank you so much for the little portrait."

"No, I got paid too," Wen Meng raised the ticket in her hand, and went out the back door of Sanqing Garden. After looking around, there were a few little girls waiting at the door. Seeing her coming out, she almost screamed, Realizing that it was a woman, he calmed down again.

Wen Meng was a little embarrassed, she lowered her head and was about to go forward, but a little girl came to know her and called out, "Miss, are you a staff member?"

Wen Meng was startled, looked up, looked like a student, smiled and said, "Yes, I'm a photographer."

"Oh, will the second master play today?" The girl looked at her expectantly.

Wen Meng thought about it, and felt that it was not good to reveal the artist's itinerary, so she said vaguely, "...wait for the surprise."

As soon as these words came out, the girls were very excited, and they were all ready to go forward, muttering behind Wen Meng.

Wen Meng ignored them and called Qiao Qiao. She was about to arrive. The two met at the gate of Sanqing and entered the small theater first. Naturally, Zhang Yunlei stayed in the middle of the first row. Qiao Qiao was so happy Oh, you know, you can see the performance of the actor in the middle of the first row of the Deyun Club for two consecutive weeks, and you can't believe it for the rest of your life.

The audience entered the arena one after another, and the Sanqing Garden was soon full. Wen Meng looked back, almost all of them were girls.

This is not surprising. He is handsome and naturally has many girls. Wen Meng has the feeling of chasing stars at a concert. Last time Huguang was not so full of girls. It can be seen that Zhang Yunlei's popularity is indeed very high.

The performance started soon, and Qiao Qiao was teased from ear to ear from time to time. Wen Meng had a good laugh and was teased several times. While listening intently, her phone suddenly started vibrating.

She was startled, took out her phone and looked, it was Jiang Shuo again, frowned, she didn't want to pay attention, and simply let him go.

But today I don't know what happened, Jiang Shuo persistently made several calls, Wen Meng was really irritable, got up and bent down to hide, and answered in the corridor outside, "What's the matter with you?"

"Little Meng, I was wrong last time. I drank some wine that day and said stupid things. Don't take it to heart, can you?"

"...Jiang Shuo, I think you didn't drink too much last time, but spoke the truth." Wen Meng took a deep breath and spoke more thoroughly, "I've been talking to you for so long, and you always wanted to talk to me Didn't you just want to see if I'm a big girl? I can't take advantage here, so I go to someone else. Whether you want to marry me or have fun, I don't care now, let me tell you Understand, I can't forgive you, and you don't have to continue to wrong yourself and apologize to me, we will never communicate with each other, since our parents are classmates, I don't want to make this too ugly."

"...Little Meng, are you really so cruel? Don't forget, you're going to be thirty, and in two years, can you pick someone better than me?"

"...Jiang Shuo, even if I don't get married for the rest of my life, I won't marry myself casually. I don't care," Wen Meng didn't want to talk to him anymore, so she hung up, blocked his number, and deleted WeChat .

She was a little sad at first, but now she just feels lucky. It's not worth being sad for this kind of person. It's better to make money and listen to cross talk to be happy.

Thinking of this incident, she hurriedly put away her phone and went back to the small theater. When she looked up, she saw Zhang Yunlei and Yang Jiulang on stage. There were so many gift-giving fans in front of them that they couldn't squeeze through.

She shrank her neck, and waited for the fans to return to their seats after delivering them, before moving forward.

As soon as he walked to the edge of the stage, he suddenly heard Zhang Yunlei talking above——

"Hey, it's just you, that long-legged lady, where did you go?"

Wen Meng froze for a moment, looked up uncertainly, just in time to see Zhang Yunlei who was standing above pointing at him, stopped in his footsteps, looked around, he focused everyone's eyes on himself.

She was a little dazed and didn't know what was going on. She shook her phone embarrassingly, indicating that she was out to answer the phone, and quickly bent over and walked to her seat.

"You don't care where he goes, what if you don't let him go to the bathroom to answer the phone!" Yang Jiulang pulled his partner, feeling a bad feeling.

He's been looking there with squinted eyes ever since he came on stage, and he's just looking for a long-legged lady, right?

"Do you think it's irritating that she can still go out to answer the phone after listening to my cross talk?" Zhang Yunlei pointed at Wen Meng with one hand and put one hand on his hip. He looked aggrieved and stomped his feet, "Tell me, is there another man out there?" Already! Look at the long legs... tsk tsk..."

"What's the matter if you're hungry? Smack your mouth!" Yang Jiulang could only talk to him, and hurried over to make a living.

But his partner didn't want to work, and pointed, "You said that a little girl dressed like this is not afraid of encountering hooligans?"

Just as Wen Meng was about to sit down, when he said this, he subconsciously looked down at his hot pants, feeling a little embarrassed that he was neither sitting nor standing.

"You don't care! What's wrong with you? Now it's here!" Yang Jiulang flicked his sleeves and looked at Wen Meng, "Oh! You're so happy to talk to him! Sit down, what's going on there?"

The audience burst into laughter, Wen Meng sat down quickly, feeling a little ashamed.

Zhang Yunlei glanced at her and continued talking about cross talk, finally he stopped embarrassing her.

"Sister Meng, the second master is taking you now, don't be angry," Qiao Qiao tilted her head to Wen Meng and explained, lest Wen Meng think that someone was targeting her and misunderstand her again.

"What's the hang-up?" Wen Meng wasn't angry, and could tell that it was a joke, so she leaned over to ask.

"It's a live performance. They often do this, and sometimes they even make fun of each other. The hall master has been teased several times by Mr. Xiao." Qiaoqiao is a young expert in Deyun. You can hum a few words, don't talk about this.

"Oh, so that's how it is," Wen Meng nodded, humbly accepting the teachings, every line is like a mountain, if you don't understand, it's really easy to misunderstand.

Zhang Yunlei's cross talk style is different from that of Meng Hetang's. Wen Meng looked at them and compared them, and found them both quite interesting. The different styles are impressive, even if you watch them once, you can still remember them clearly.

Looking at it this way, Wen Meng is still quite curious about other actors. It is difficult to have his own style after all. You can ask Qiao Qiao more in the future.

Time passed quickly, amidst the laughter, the performance in Sanqingyuan ended.

The audience naturally didn't want to leave easily, and wanted to watch more comebacks, but the performance had performance regulations, and Wen Meng and Qiao Qiao didn't miss it, so they left early before everyone left to save crowding.

The two bid farewell at the door, and Wen Meng went to the parking lot to pick up the car. As soon as they got in the car, they heard the phone ring.

She glanced at the incoming call. It was Zhang Yunlei. He put on a bluetooth headset, connected the call, stepped on the accelerator and left the parking lot. "Hello."

"Have you left already?"

"Well, I still have work tomorrow, so I'm leaving the show a little earlier. Thank you today, and invited me to watch a wonderful performance," Wen Meng said sincerely, and admired these comedians, the performance was real Sitting under the stage, she could see them sweating profusely as they were baked by the lamps. It was really not easy.

"I just made fun of you, don't be angry, it's not intentional, it's the on-site effect," Zhang Yunlei originally wanted to talk to her face to face after stepping down, but who knew she left early, so he had to call to apologize, a misunderstanding would be bad up.

"I know, just now Qiaoqiao gave me a make-up lesson, saying that it's... a show, is that what you said?" Wen Meng thought of Qiaoqiao's science popularization, and she was a bit showing off.

"Yo, I know I'm dead so soon, yes, it's not easy to hang up with you in the future, and I'll learn how to hate me later, I can't take the next step," Zhang Yunlei chuckled lightly, heaving a sigh of relief, " It's fine if you don't misunderstand, I really don't mean anything else, it's just a coincidence, you came in and attracted the attention of the audience, I have no choice but to make up for it."

"That's still my fault." Wen Meng was speechless, and she found this fallacy very quickly, "You called me just because of this? It's not a big deal, right?"

"That's not okay. It's the first time you've come to hear me talk about cross talk. What if you think I'm deliberately teasing you? If you have filming work in the future, you can't take the opportunity to retaliate against me, even if you offend the photographer," Zhang Yunlei held The phone said greasy, "Just for you, I specially ordered other photos into a book and sent them here. I have to please you more. If you take pictures of me in the future, if you take more handsome photos, I will have more than 1000 million fans in a short time. "

"Thank you then," Wen Meng couldn't help laughing.

"It's done, you can drive, then I'll hang up, be careful," Zhang Yunlei saw her laughing, and he was in a good mood, so he hung up the phone.

He put down his cell phone, only for Yang Jiulang who was driving to pick up the conversation, he hurriedly asked, "Hey, I'm angry? I told you to take what I've got now, and ignore you when I turn around. What do you do? Is there such a thing as chasing after a little girl?" ?”

"Who is chasing the little girl? Stop talking nonsense!" Zhang Yunlei glared at him, then looked out of the car window, "Didn't you see that her face was as dark as the soles of her shoes when she came in? I thought sitting on the bottom would affect me so much. It’s not good to say it yourself.”

"You can really find a reason, I almost believe it," Yang Jiulang curled his lips, "Anyway, you can figure it out for yourself, don't let yourself in when the time comes, it's fine if you let yourself in, don't take me along, when the time comes If you make people angry, turn around and take pictures again, if the pictures look ugly to me, I will ask you to settle the score."

"He's narrow-minded like you," Zhang Yunlei squinted at him and pouted, "Besides, he's not angry, and he knows he's dead now, so he's a quick learner."

"Why do you want to accept apprentices, we don't accept female apprentices casually," Yang Jiulang teased him, remembering something, "But we will go out for a tour after a while, and the little girl will turn you around if she can't tell Forget it, and I can’t be willing to be your apprentice.”

Thinking of this incident, Zhang Yunlei felt a little depressed. He might be just like Yang Jiulang said. In Wen Meng's heart, he was just an ordinary entertainer. At most, he invited a cross talk show. How much impression would he have? He has seen many celebrities It's gone, and there are many more handsome than yourself.

"By the way, I suddenly remembered something," Yang Jiulang saw that he was silent, and quickly changed the subject.

"What?" Zhang Yunlei turned on the phone absently, swiped twice on the WeChat profile picture, and looked at it casually.

"...Don't you have bad eyesight? How can you tell that the girl's face is as dark as the sole of her shoe?"

"...Go to the side!!"

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