Biography of the Second Master

Yu Muding arrived in Beijing the day before the box was sealed, and Zhang Yunlei received the girl's WeChat after finishing the arrangement.

"Second Master, I'm at the hotel, see you tomorrow." The message was followed by a white and chubby dumpling emoji, who was too obedient.

"Is it a hotel near Beizhan?" Zhang Yunlei was afraid that the girl would look like last time again.

"Yes, it was an accident last time, and I used to live near the hotel." Yu Muding explained.

Well, he met him by accident. Zhang Yunlei thinks that's how the TV series came about.

On the day the box was sealed, everything was going on in the backstage as planned. Although the cross talkers were stage professionals, they were rough men, and they didn't pay much attention to makeup. At most, they let the hair stylist do their hair, which was regarded as respecting the audience.Zhang Yunlei can't do it. Thinking about the long guns and short guns and the microscope girl in the audience, he has to take care of himself, otherwise there may be many black photos leaking out the next day.

"Why haven't you finished melting yet?" Shaobing pushed the door open and Zhang Yunlei yelled loudly, "The brothers are all waiting for you."

"You eat yours, why wait for me." It is already a custom to seal the box before going on stage. After all, it will be midnight, and the backstage has prepared a lot of food, and the supply is constant. There are also a few who have a few sips. Teacher Yu Qian is the first one who likes to drink a few sips on stage. He said that it is easy to go on stage this way.

No one dared to say that Uncle Yu drank, but the young ones couldn't do it. With so many elders watching, they had to behave themselves, so they could only order drinks to satisfy their cravings. Zhang Yunlei felt that there was no need to wait for him to drink together.

"It's boring without you, hurry up, a big man, it's almost over." Shaobing went up and hit him on the shoulder.

"Brother's face is the face of Deyun Club, you don't understand." Zhang Yunlei said seriously.

"Get out." Shaobing scolded him with a smile, "Is it true that you are running on me? I don't have your good face, but I have a wife. Do you have one?"

"Come on, show off your wife wherever you go, and I don't know what my sister-in-law has taken a fancy to you. You look like a pit bull." Zhang Yunlei detested him.

"My daughter-in-law said she loves my soul. How did she say that? Good-looking skins are the same, but interesting souls are one in a million. I use the charm of the soul to attract her." Shaobing was proud.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Zhang Yunlei seemed to be talking to himself, "There are both the same and the one-in-a-thousand, it's perfect."

The biscuits choked, and walked away whining for a long time, "Damn, I can't live through this day."

The make-up artist has long been laughing. It's really a lot of fun to talk about the work of cross talk.

Zhang Yunlei sent the biscuits away, feeling that the whole world was quiet, and the voice of the biscuit brother was not usually noisy.

Glancing at the wall clock on the wall, guessing that the girl is coming soon, he gave Jiuhan a wink, Jiuhan nodded and got up to pick her up.

Before Jiuhan could pick him up, Meng Hetang pushed the door open and dragged him to eat, still muttering, "The interesting soul is about to commit suicide if you run it over, hurry up and take a look, later The soul is gone."

Zhang Yunlei said helplessly, "Am I still waiting for someone?"

"Who?" Meng Hetang stopped suddenly, his eyes were shining brightly, and Zhang Yunlei seemed to see the gossip soul with blue light above his head.

"No... anyone." How dare Zhang Yunlei tell him, telling him is tantamount to telling the entire Deyun Club. "Jiuhan went to buy cigarettes for me, I'll wait for the cigarettes."

"Wait a fart, I won't be able to set up the backstage for a while, I can't smoke all the seven holes at the same time." Zhang Yunlei's fans have seen the gift-giving posture before.

Zhang Yunlei was dragged away by force, leaving behind a stylist with a confused face, "Head...the clip on the hair hasn't been removed yet."

When Jiuhan saw the girl, he realized that "No coincidence is a book" is a fan of Brother Zhuier. A good-looking girl is always impressive. The girl has chased the front row many times, so of course Jiuhan recognizes her.

"Brother Zhui'er is waiting for you." Jiuhan handed the work permit to the girl, "I'll take you backstage."

Yu Muding shook his head, "He must be very busy now, I won't make trouble, can I wait in the auditorium for the opening?"

Jiuhan has been Zhang Yunlei's assistant for some time. All fans want to be as close to their idol as possible. The airport is almost hanging on Zhang Yunlei's body. No one will refuse such a thing that can directly hit the backstage. I didn't expect The girl just wanted to wait in the audience.

Seeing that Jiuhan didn't answer, the girl hurriedly promised, "I will definitely not run around or cause trouble, and just sit in the corner and wait for the opening."

Jiuhan nodded, he believed in this girl.Jiuhan put the girl in the auditorium, and went backstage to get some snacks and fruits, and handed them to the girl, "Eat something if you're hungry." Jiuhan is not a talkative, but very heart-warming.

Yu Muding thanked with a smile, and took out a white and clean long grass-faced dumpling from his bag, "I hooked it myself, and I'll give it to you."

Jiu Han took it with a blushing face, thanked her muffledly, and then turned to report to Zhang Yunlei.

After Zhang Yunlei listened to Jiuhan's whisper in his ear, he nodded calmly. It was exactly what he wanted if the girl didn't come to the backstage. He was really worried about bringing the girl here for this pack of wolves.

"Jiuhan, sit down and eat." Shaobing pressed Jiuhan's hand, "Don't run errands for your braid brother, this kid has been a little drifting lately, let him go by himself if there is anything to do, so he can get a little airy."

Jiuhan sat down with a smile, and conveniently put the long grass Yan Duanzi by the table.Seeing Liang Swish, Zhou Jiuliang's eyes suddenly lit up, "This thing is interesting."

Meng Hetang took a look and knew that his partner had taken a fancy to him, "Jiuhan, where did you get that thing?" He thought about giving Jiuliang a whole one later.

"Brother Zhui'er's fan gave it to him, and he said he hooked it himself." Jiu Han lifted the grass on the dumpling's head, and shook it left and right twice, making Zhang Yunlei's eyes burst into flames.

Who is this fan? She was the one who picked it up just now. After picking it up, there is an extra thing. Who else is it if it wasn’t her gift? She is really ingenious. She made a doll and gave it away casually. He must be the master of her family.

"Crack!" Zhang Yunlei threw the chopsticks on the table and stood up abruptly, making everyone present tremble in fright.

"Cheat... a corpse?" The biscuits are now hanging up, and it is indeed the best response from the younger generation on the spot.

"It doesn't hurt, brother." Jiu Han supported Zhang Yunlei, subconsciously thinking that Brother Zhui'er was not feeling well.

Zhang Yunlei gritted his back molars, "Stomach hurts." Angry!

"Why do you still have a stomachache? I didn't have this problem before." Hearing that Shaobing felt uncomfortable, he also became nervous, "Is it the aftereffect of falling out?"

"Get out!" Zhang Yunlei scolded him, turned and walked out, "You guys are eating, I'll go find the root of the disease."

Jiuhan hurried to follow, but Zhang Yunlei pressed him on the chair, "You, sit down! Jiulang, follow me."

Yang Jiulang squinted his eyes to watch the play, and when he heard Jiaoer calling himself, he threw the peanut shells on the table and stood up with a smile on his face, "Okay, let's go with my Jiaoer, brothers and sisters, eat slowly." .” Then he helped Zhang Yunlei and left.

A few people were left staring wide-eyed.

"My intuition tells me that there is something strange about this." Meng Hetang rolled his eyes.

"You're a bitch, and you're intuitive." Zhou Jiuliang didn't give face to his partner, so he pouted neatly.

Meng Hetang gave him a blank look, thinking that a child knows six things, and he has made up his mind that if he has a chance, he will catch Yang Jiulang and ask him to understand.