Salted fish wants to divorce every day

In the evening, when Ju An was having dinner with his teammates at home, he didn't know that there was another disturbance on the Internet because of them.

It cannot be said that it is entirely because of them, because the video was sent by Yan Zefeng.

Yan Zefeng posted the video of Ju An singing with his teammates in the piano room on his Weibo without any editing.

But he didn't have Aite Ju'an, but Aite created an account that didn't exist on Weibo - SOUL.

And in order not to mistake Aite for the account with the same name, he deliberately left a space after the @ symbol.

Not many people know about the combination of SOUL, at least before Ju An mentioned it in front of the camera, many people didn't know about it.And right now, there is only one "SOUL" who can get in touch with Yan Zefeng.

……

【sofa! ! ! 】

【what's the situation?Fengshen is @who? 】

【SOUL?Who?Never heard of it?Is it a new app? 】

[I do know that there is a chat app called this, did Fengshen accept the advertisement? 】

【Ah this...】

[The previous ones, hurry up and catch up on the previous issue of "Best Singer and Composer"! ! ! 】

【last term?Have you finished watching the last issue?Didn't hear the key words, are you sure it's the last issue? 】

[Sorry for the mistake, it was the episode on demand. 】

[... Excuse me, I'm such a poor guy, I'd better wait for a science popularization in the comment area. 】

【grass!Please leave a comment after watching the video!Don't you understand everything after reading it? 】

[Ah ah ah!Great!It's all tears!It's all youthful memories!As soon as the melody came out, I burst into tears! 】

[SOUL, a boy band group, lead singer Ju An, debuted (probably) ten years ago.After ten years of paste (wiping sweat)]

[Pfft, it’s still okay after ten years of confusion hhh]

[One thing to say, there is no mixed sound in this group that can sing like this, the level is quite good!How could there be no fire? 】

[This is probably a question of metaphysics, and the old fans of the group are also asking this question every day. 】

【Hey, this song is really youthful. People who didn't know this group could sing it back then. I just knew the song before I knew SOUL. 】

[Then why is this group not popular? ? ? 】

……

Everyone has a huge question in their hearts, why is this group not popular?

Who knows? All SOUL members ask themselves this question every day, but no one has come up with an answer.

……

【No, I'm the only one who focuses on this piano room and the whole set of instruments?This Nima is too arrogant, right? ! 】

【You are not alone!I've been staring at that piano and drooling (crying)]

[Unlike me, I have self-knowledge, know that I can’t afford it in my life, and don’t give them eyes at all (right humming)]

【I am different. Although I can’t afford a million-dollar piano, I might be able to struggle with that drum set (proud)】

[What kind of human large-scale than poor scene is this? (laughing and crying)]

……

When SOUL was trending, several people in Ju'an were already drunk, and only Yan Zefeng was left sober in the audience.

After this time, Yan Zefeng has a new understanding of SOUL - all the staff drink less.

Before drinking, one is more heroic than the other, as if a thousand cups are not drunk.

As a result, after one bottle went down, one by one began to speak without thinking.This is still beer. If it is red or white, it is estimated that it will be poured in one bottle.

When Zhu Jun called, Ju An had already collapsed on the table and was unconscious.

Yan Zefeng answered the phone.

"what's up?"

Zhu Jun froze for a moment, "Fengshen? Where's Ju'an?"

"Yeah. He's drunk." Yan Zefeng glanced at Ju An who was lying on the table, muttering inaudible language and replied.

"Drunk?" Zhu Jun reacted for a while, then he understood, "Are you eating with Da Zhong and the others?"

"Well, what's the matter?" Yan Zefeng asked.

Zhu Jun gave Yan Zefeng a brief account of the incident on Weibo, and asked, "Fengshen, do you know about our company's plan? So you contributed to the flames?"

Yan Zefeng raised his eyebrows, "What are your company's plans?"

Zhu Jun: "The higher-ups intend to re-launch SOUL, but until now there is no definitive statement. Fengshen, you made such an announcement today, I guess it won't be long before the higher-ups can make a decision."

It wasn't until Zhu Jun finished speaking that he realized that what Yan Zefeng meant was that he didn't know their company's plans at all?

So it was really a mistake?

"Feng Shen, you really don't know?"

Yan Zefeng chuckled lightly: "How would I know about your company's decisions? I'm not your company's top management."

But you know the senior management of our company.

Zhu Jun didn't dare to say that.

"It's my fault, but Fengshen, you've helped a lot this time. The popularity is not low this time, and the higher-ups should pay attention to it," Zhu Jun said.

"Well, Brother Feng..." Ju An, who was drunk at the table next to him, suddenly called out in a vague voice.

Yan Zefeng turned his head to look over, stretched out his hand to pull him up, and let him lean against him, "Well, I'm here."

"What?" Zhu Jun didn't hear Ju An's voice, and thought Yan Zefeng was talking to him.

what am i hereZhu Jun's head was full of question marks.

Yan Zefeng tilted his head slightly, and said to the phone: "It's nothing, this is a good thing, you can buy a hot search appropriately to maintain the popularity."

As long as the popularity is high enough to let the company's decision makers see the value of this group, they will naturally look at money.

"Okay! Then Fengshen, I won't bother you! By the way, Ju An is sober, you tell him, let him bring the big clock and they will open more!"

"it is good."

"Hey, good, thank you Fengshen!"

After hanging up the phone, Yan Zefeng put the phone back on the table with difficulty, and hugged Ju An who almost slipped from him to the ground.

"An'an?"

"Well... drink..."

Yan Zefeng looked at the little drunk in his arms dumbfounded, "I'm still drinking, do you remember your name?"

"Remember!" Ju An suddenly stood up and squinted at Yan Zefeng, obviously very drunk, "My name is Ju...Ju An! No...not Zhu An!"

"Pfft." Yan Zefeng didn't expect him to say this, and couldn't help laughing.

It seems that Ju An has a lot of resentment towards his surname, and has been called a pig by many people.

"Then who am I?" Yan Zefeng purposely approached Ju An and asked.

Ju An stared at Yan Zefeng for a while, frowned and shook his head, then raised his arms to hug Yan Zefeng's head.

"You...don't shake!"

Yan Zefeng: "...Okay, don't shake."

Ju An hugged Yan Zefeng's head, looked at it and suddenly smirked, and then, under Yan Zefeng's surprised eyes, leaned over and kissed Yan Zefeng's mouth loudly.

"mua!"

The drunken people next to the sound all opened their eyes and looked over following the sound.

"What... what's wrong?" Lao Wanzui looked at Yan Zefeng and Ju An with hazy eyes, his gaze was out of focus for a long time, and he didn't know whether he could see clearly.

Da Zhong and Ah Ren moved, changed positions and fell asleep on their stomach again.

Only Lian Zi, who seemed to be quiet, squinted his eyes and stared at Yan Zefeng and Ju An for a while.

Finally, unable to resist the drowsiness, he slowly closed his eyes again.

Ju An didn't notice the movement of other people beside him at all, only Yan Zefeng was in his eyes.

"Brother Feng." Ju An stared at Yan Zefeng and shouted foolishly.

"Huh?" Yan Zefeng responded.

"Brother Feng?" Ju An shouted again.

"Yes." Yan Zefeng continued to agree.

Ju An smirked twice, moved closer, and whispered in Yan Zefeng's ear: "Old man."

"boom!"

Yan Zefeng was caught off guard by Ju An's unexpected sound, his feet slipped and he almost kicked the table over.

Ju An was taken aback, and looked to both sides with a confused expression, "What's wrong? Is there an earthquake?"

Yan Zefeng held Ju An's face in his hands, making Ju An look at him.

"Baby, what did you call me just now?"

"Huh?" Ju An tilted his head and looked at Yan Zefeng suspiciously.

Yan Zefeng coaxed: "Hey, call again? Huh?"

Ju An's eyes were blurred, and he frowned, as if digesting the meaning of Yan Zefeng's words.

After a while, Ju An asked in a low voice, "Then you have to call me too."

Yan Zefeng was stunned for a moment, a little surprised that Ju An was still above the IQ at this time.

"What's your name?" Yan Zefeng asked.

Ju An: "Husband."

Yan Zefeng turned his head slightly, suppressed his smile, turned his head to look at Ju An, and responded with a suppressed smile: "Hey, good boy."

Ju An was stunned, probably because he didn't expect Yan Zefeng to react like this, and he couldn't keep up with his brain's reaction speed.

It took a while before he said unhappy: "No! You are wrong, you want to call me husband!"

Yan Zefeng asked, "What's my name?"

Ju An: "Husband!"

Yan Zefeng suppressed a smile, "Yes, yes."

Ju An kicked her feet and protested: "No, no! You want to call me husband!"

Yan Zefeng: "Okay."

Ju An: "Call! Husband!"

"Pfft ha ha ha ha..." Yan Zefeng finally couldn't hold back his laughter.

Ju An was stunned again, "What are you laughing at?"

Yan Zefeng smiled and replied: "You are cute. Why are you so cute? Huh?"

Ju An: "???"

Ju An's expression at this moment really vividly and vividly interprets the expression pack of "a head full of question marks".

Yan Zefeng laughed again.

Ju An stared at Yan Zefeng for a while, his expression was all wrinkled, "You must be out of your mind! You are out of order!"

These words coupled with Ju An's serious expression, for some reason, Yan Zefeng couldn't stop laughing.

Just like the kid who just learned to speak next door when he was a child, he spoke childish language that made people laugh in a serious manner, but he thought he was talking about a very serious matter.

Seeing Yan Zefeng laughing non-stop, Ju An got anxious and stretched out his hand to cover Yan Zefeng's mouth, "Don't...don't laugh anymore! If you laugh any more, you'll really be ruined! I won't have a husband anymore!"

Just as Yan Zefeng held back his smile, he burst out laughing again.

Ju An: "!!!" It's over!His husband is really broken! What should I do? QQ

Ju An almost cried, Yan Zefeng held back his laughter.

"Okay, okay, it's not broken, if you don't believe me, feel for it?" Yan Zefeng coaxed him into his arms.

"Really?"

When Yan Zefeng and Ju An got tired of each other, the exposed ears of Lian Zi who was lying on the opposite side spread red little by little.

He felt that he should not lie on the table, he should lie under the table.

The embarrassment of capitalization, I can only continue to play dead.

Fortunately, this torture didn't last long, after Yan Zefeng coaxed Ju An a few words, he carried Ju An to the bedroom.

As soon as the door is closed, the world returns to silence.