[Deyun Club] Capturing the soul

The Deyun Club is full of young people now, so naturally they are happy, watching videos, playing Douyin, cross talk in the new era must have something new, otherwise young people will not be willing to watch it.

In the past, when Meng Hetang and the others were still together with sesame seed cakes, they sealed the boxes at the end of the year for the sake of excitement and to make the audience happy. They also learned what was popular in Korea.

But looking at this dance today, the biscuits feel a bit ashamed. After all, they have learned it professionally. Look at the girl's twisted waist and crotch. It's no different from a serious Korean girl group. According to the current words, it is called sweet and salty.

Compared with Qiao Qiao and Wen Meng, the blond girl inside danced more freely, and her appearance was good enough. He couldn't help asking, "Who of you know this girl? Which girl group member is this? She came here to perform coming?"

"I don't know," Yang Jiulang shook his head, and sat with Zhang Yunlei to watch the video. The old man didn't know what happened after throwing the phone on the ground. I didn't realize that our photography lady can dance, what kind of fairy lady is this?"

Zhang Yunlei rolled his eyes, but said nothing.

"Look at other people's dances. You can see that yours was not as good as Brother Meng's. Not to mention Hangzi, they are uncoordinated. I think it will be better to seal the box in the future. If not, please help me. Do me a favor, I need some training," Shaobing looked excited, who doesn't like watching beautiful women dance, and couldn't help but push Cao Heyang.

"You're good at dancing, and you're dead in comparison to others. Let me tell you, your dancing is not as good as Xiaomeng's." Cao Heyang pushed his glasses, thinking of the scene at that time, he still thought it was funny.

They chatted lively, Zhang Yunlei watched half of it, then suddenly reached out and took the phone back, turned it off, "Sleep."

"Ah? Sleeping? What time is it?" Yang Jiulang looked up at his watch, it was not yet ten o'clock, what kind of sleep did this guy have, isn't he upset?

"I'm sleepy," Zhang Yunlei ignored him, got up and opened the door to go back to his room.

"Hey, wait for me!" Yang Jiulang didn't dare to let him run back by himself, so he hurried up to help him, and the two went out together.

"What's wrong with Xiao Zhui today?" Seeing them go out, Cao Heyang felt that something was wrong, and looked at Shaobing in surprise.

"Who knows, envy Brother Meng for having such a powerful fan?" Shaobing scratched his head, not understanding him, so he just watched the video, "Let's watch ours."

Cao Heyang shrugged his shoulders, lowered his head and continued to look.

Zhang Yunlei went back to his room, washed up briefly, lay on the bed, and looked at his watch. It was almost 10:30. He thought about it, took out his phone again, flipped through it, and saw that Qiao Qiao had posted another Moments .

This time it looked like it wasn't dancing, so he subconsciously clicked on it, and found that it was Wen Meng's self-playing and singing.

They seem to have changed the venue. It's not as lively as before. There's soothing music playing in the background. The crowd is also in twos and threes. There's a small stage. Wen Meng is sitting on a high stool, holding a guitar , sang a nice foreign language song.

It didn't sound in English either. Zhang Yunlei listened carefully, and it should be in Korean, but it sounded more lyrical. Wen Meng sang beautifully. The soft light reflected on her face, making her already beautiful face even softer.

He didn't understand at all, but compared to the hot dance just now, this one was much better, so he just lay down and listened.

Yang Jiulang came to rub his shower gel, came out of the shower, saw him watching his mobile phone on the bed, with melodious Korean songs playing outside, he couldn't help but wondered, "Don't you listen to foreign songs very much?"

Zhang Yunlei didn't speak, looked up at him, and casually turned the phone to him to have a look. Yang Jiulang saw the person on the screen clearly and was startled, "This... Miss Xiaomeng?"

"Well, the singing is quite good," he turned the phone back and played it again, so that Yang Jiulang could listen to it too.

Yang Jiulang leaned over, stretched out his head to watch with him, his jaw dropped in shock, "Oh my god, how much talent does this girl have, she has a good voice, she can also play the guitar, and if she can talk cross talk again, she can do it all." Compare us down."

"Come on, I expect her to talk about cross talk, she can't even sing," he pouted, his eyes fell on the girl's face in the video, and he raised his eyebrows.

"You don't care, he can speak foreign languages." Yang Jiulang saw that he really couldn't stop worrying, so he turned his head and planned to go back to his room. "I don't read yours. I also have Qiao Qiao's WeChat account."

"...Ask when they will come back, what time is it?" Zhang Yunlei didn't look at it, threw the phone away, relaxed his body, and frowned.

"...You don't know how to ask yourself, you can just ask Xiaomeng directly," Yang Jiulang felt that he really doted on him, even though he said so, he still turned to Qiao Qiao's WeChat, typed and sent it.

Not long after, Qiao Qiao wrote back, and he glanced at it, "Well, I haven't had enough fun yet, I've been watching until midnight, let's sleep with us, bye bye," Yang Jiulang opened the door and left.

When Zhang Yunlei heard this, he curled his lips angrily, turned over, threw the phone on the bedside table, closed his eyes, and forced himself to sleep.

He didn't know when he fell asleep that night, and when he opened his eyes again, it was already dawn.

They can still go out to play this morning, and there are local people who are responsible for taking them for a brief stroll. The performance time is very tight, and there is no way to have a good time. It is a worthwhile trip to visit a few famous scenic spots nearby. up.

They all packed up, Zhang Yunlei put Yang Jiulang's shoulders on his shoulders, and walked out of the hotel.

The two went downstairs and saw a minibus parked at the entrance of the hotel. There were already three people sitting in the bus, and Wen Meng sat in the front row, which was convenient for filming.

Yang Jiulang asked Zhang Yunlei to get in the car first, followed him up, looked at Wen Meng who was looking up, and said, "Hey, I'm dressed normally today, but I gave us a fright yesterday."

Wen Meng is wearing a black cake skirt today, with a T-shirt on it, and sneakers as usual. Hearing what he said, she smiled embarrassedly, and there is nothing to explain, "This music festival is very famous, It’s rare to meet, I didn’t go to the music festival in Beijing two years ago

Going to Cheng, so I played a little late. "

Zhang Yunlei glanced at her, said lightly, "You sing very nicely," and then walked back.

Wen Meng froze for a moment, knowing that Qiao Qiao had sent the video, he would listen to it in a little surprise, and glanced at Yang Jiulang, Yang Jiulang didn't know what he was thinking, shrugged his shoulders at Wen Meng, and followed.

Not long after, other people got on the car one after another. Guo Degang and Yu Qian came up and saw a small refrigerator on the ground at the front. They wondered, "What is this?"

"Oh, I have prepared some fruits, mineral water, drinks, and some snacks, and put them in the small refrigerator in the car. If the teachers are hungry or thirsty, they can just take them. There are sugar-free ones in them, and they are not too cold. It won't hurt your stomach or throat," Wen Meng saw them getting into the car, and quickly stood up to explain.

"Okay, let me bother you, girl, I heard that you are older than his daughter, right? You are such a good girl. I didn't recommend the wrong person.

Ah," Guo Degang also chose their studio through a friend's introduction. He didn't expect to be so considerate and was very moved. "Sit down, let's just hang out and play together. Let's see which of my apprentices is pleasing to the eye. Take it as a reward. "

"Yes, hurry up and take them away, one for each person, so you don't have to worry about it." Yu Qian didn't expect that they were just here to shoot, and they could still think so carefully, pointing to the one sitting behind, and took a look, "Okay, There are still a lot of married people, it’s okay, girl, when the Deyun Society likes it, it will take away whoever it likes, next time, Lao Guo and I will bring unmarried ones to choose your concubine for you.”

"It's over, I'm at a disadvantage, I got married early," Yang Jiulang deliberately echoed, joking.

"Oh, that's right, little pigtail, you can record it for him and let his wife listen to it when you go back," Guo Degang pointed at Zhang Yunlei and said cheerfully to Yang Jiulang.

"Come on, it's recorded," Zhang Yunlei also cooperated.

"Forgive me, Master!" Yang Jiulang looked like he was about to cry.

Everyone laughed, Wen Meng felt that it was rare to be with a team that had no airs, and felt a lot more relaxed.

The shooting in the morning was not too stressful. Everyone went to the scenic spot to take pictures. Although there were a lot of tourists at this time, they were from foreign countries and did not cause too much commotion. We had lunch outside at noon and then went back to the hotel.

The schedule for this day is quite tight. After returning to the hotel, Wen Meng has to start filming preparations, while all members of the Deyun Society are preparing for the evening performance. After the performance starts, Wen Meng runs up and down to shoot, and goes After leaving the backstage, the photos were passed on to the staff to post on Weibo for publicity.

After a busy day, it was almost early morning after the performance. Guo Degang asked everyone to go back and rest quickly, and had to catch a plane to Macau tomorrow afternoon for the next performance.

There was nothing else to do the next morning, so Wen Meng planned to go out for a stroll and shop along the way. Since she was out to play, shopping was naturally the top priority, so she sent a WeChat to other people to ask if anyone was interested in going out together.

In order to facilitate management, these young people set up a small group, so that they can be notified collectively if there is any problem, so as to save trouble.

As soon as she said this, there was a lot of response. Qiao Qiao was the first to follow. It is natural for girls to shop. Wen Meng expected it, but she didn't expect Shaobing and Yang Jiulang to go too, presumably to buy gifts for his wife. After counting the number of people, there were six or seven people, so Li Chengcan was asked to contact a commercial vehicle and go out for a stroll together.

I told Guo Degang about this in advance, and he agreed. It's okay for young people to go out and have fun together, but I just told them to come back early and don't delay getting on the plane.

After things were settled, Wen Meng went to bed early. The next day, she didn't need to bring so many devices. She carried a SLR, changed into a dress, put on some makeup, and went out.

When we arrived at the entrance of the hotel, we found that there was an extra Zhang Yunlei by accident, but it didn't bother us. He and Yang Jiulang always went in and out together, and they drove to and fro, so it didn't take much trouble.

Since he wanted to buy something, Li Chengcan drove to the largest shopping mall. Fortunately, there were two girls, Wen Meng and Qiaoqiao, accompanying him. Shaobing and Yang Jiulang saved a lot of trouble in choosing gifts. Writing what other people want to buy, the trunk of the business car is almost full.

Because of his inconvenient legs and feet, Zhang Yunlei occasionally wandered around. Most of the time he just sat and waited for them. When he was tired, he got up and strolled around. gourmet food.

Qiao Qiao deliberately chose an open-air restaurant with a sunshade and a wall of flowers outside, sitting on the street, watching the passers-by, eating delicious food, and enjoying the street view, it really kills two birds with one stone.

They chatted while eating, and got along very happily. Wen Meng was drinking with her head down, when she suddenly heard a familiar shutter sound, she looked up sensitively, and she saw a young man across the street, holding a camera and taking pictures here Woolen cloth.

The others followed suit, frowning, thinking that they had encountered some gossip reporter, and the young man also noticed it, and ran over quickly, bowing his head and apologizing, "...SORRY...SORRY..."

He muttered something at first, and then immediately changed it to English, but Wen Meng still understood, and replied.

Hearing her words, the young man immediately looked surprised, and said a long string of murmurs, but none of the members of the Deyun Society present could understand and looked at each other in blank dismay.

"...What are you talking about?" Yang Jiulang listened for a long time, with a blank face, looked at his brothers, and all shook their heads at him.

"Korean," Zhang Yunlei heard Wen Meng sing yesterday, and knew that she understood it. After taking a look, the two of them chattered quite lively.

"Well, that person is a Korean student who belongs to the university's photography club. He saw that Sister Meng is beautiful, so he took a picture. Now I ask if Sister Meng can be a model for him." I have worked together in Korea for a while, so I can listen to it naturally

Understood, as a translator.

"What's there to talk about with a stick? After talking for so long, do you get paid for being a model? Portrait rights are not money!" Zhang Yunlei glanced at the Korean, a little unhappy.

"Hey, let me tell you, you're still so stingy now that you're here, and it's not you, isn't it embarrassing?" Shaobing patted him lightly, feeling envious and jealous on his face, and deliberately joking.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Meng got up and said to them, "I'll go out for a while, I'll be back later." Then he followed the little boy and left.

"Where are you going? This is, someone has been abducted," Yang Jiulang was a little worried. It was a little girl after all. Don't let anything happen. He poked his head and saw that Wen Meng didn't go far away, but was just nearby. Let the boy take pictures by the wall, so I can rest assured.

Qiao Qiao didn't care, she shrugged her shoulders and said, "Don't be nervous, what is this? When Sister Meng and I were wandering in the streets of Korea, at most five talent scouts stopped me and stuffed my business card at one time. He is a serious brokerage company." .”

"Then why don't you become a star, it's great," Shaobing was a bit strange, generally little girls like to be a star, and they don't know how to grasp the great opportunities.

Qiao Qiao smiled, stirred the drink in the glass with a straw, and said, "We also have star dreams, but Sister Meng's mother doesn't like the entertainment industry, so she was not allowed to be an artist. Sister Meng could sing and dance when she was in college. She looks pretty and has a good figure. After going to Korea with our studio, she was approached many times. Later, she watched this circle a lot. Knowing the depth of the water, she didn’t dare to go down. The Korean circle is more chaotic than domestic ones. It’s easy for female artists with no background When the accident happened, we saw too much, so we didn’t yearn for it anymore, so we just had a living, and it’s pretty good to be a staff member and catch stars by the way.”

As soon as she said this, several people present fell silent.

Not to mention the deep waters in the entertainment industry, even in the Deyun Club, there are occasional bad things. As long as interests are involved, no circle is easy to mix in. Since these people became popular, everyone knows how many people have been hacked. These elders sometimes feel aggrieved, let alone an innocent little girl.

But there is no way, since they have taken this path and love this line of work, they must go on, stick to their original aspirations, and keep their eyes on the front. They can always get through it and come to the end.

Life is long and career is difficult, but if you do what you like, you have hope for everything, and you can survive anything.

Zhang Yunlei and Deyun Club firmly believe in this.

The author has something to say:

When writing this chapter, I listened to the Korean song I'mInLove

Actually, I fell in love with you the first time I saw you

And remind everyone not to stand on the wrong CP2333