[Zhang Yunlei] Shige is on top

The sheep came out three times back and forth on the tree, and Yang Jiulang got two of them, and he hasn't finished his work yet.

Zhang Jiunan swished back, and he could only resign himself to his fate and continue talking, "My dad!"

"what?"

"Come out?"

"Who is your name?"

"My name is my daddy!"

"Come on~!"

Ling Jiuye put down the microphone and glanced at Zhou Jiuliang. He put his hand away, followed by Zhang Jiuling and Wang Jiulong who were holding the microphone, and the three of them went up together.

When Yang Jiulang turned his head, he was stunned for a moment. It's normal to add up to one, but it's not what was agreed before that the three came out. He changed his mind temporarily and deliberately punished himself, right?

As soon as the three of them came out, the audience was laughing like crazy, and Yang Jiulang was speechless. No one could blame anyone when they copied cheap. Today, Liang Hekun was a big fan, and he appointed himself to rush up to toss it. , "My dad~!"

"Ah??" The three of them cooperated and said in unison, looking at him with joy.

"Come on, come on, are you telling me this is plausible? Is it plausible! Three fathers! Whoever comes up with a slap in the face, all three are fathers, is it plausible!!" Yang Jiulang stretched out his hand in a calm manner, moving his fingers , rolled up his cuffs, "Who is my father!!"

"I!!"

When it comes to copying cheap, who doesn’t like it? The three of them are vying to be fathers. They glanced at each other, and finally Zhang Jiuling and Wang Jiulong pushed Zhou Jiuliang, and they pointed at him, “Call!”

"..." Yang Jiulang was convinced too, who came up with such a bad idea!Ling Jiuye can't specify, maybe it's that little bastard Zhang Yunlei, holding back his energy and tossing himself! !Nodding his head, he admitted, "He is my father, who are you two?"

"I'm your uncle," Zhang Jiuling hurriedly took the lead.

"I'm your second uncle." Wang Jiulong didn't take the first place, so it's not bad to take the second place.

"Yes, I'm your father," Zhou Jiuliang adjusted the microphone, holding the knife in his hands unhurriedly.

"Hey, that's right, it's all settled, right?" Yang Jiulang was speechless, who could be blamed, Ling Jiuye and Zhang Yunlei were all to blame.

He will have revenge if he heads down! "My father, let me ask you, how did this sheep get on a tree?"

"My son, you ask how this sheep got on the tree? I will teach you to you together with your uncle and second uncle, listen carefully," Zhou Jiuliang gestured to look at the high place, and began to sing, "It's okay when I'm free. Down to Nanxiang."

"Kang kuang lead a bell kuang~!" Yang Jiulang hurriedly picked up the accompaniment.

"Trees Langlin grow into a row~!" Zhang Jiuling sang the second sentence with a microphone.

"Did you see, you have organized a group to teach me," Yang Jiulang was really convinced, it's okay! "Kang kuang lead a ring kuang~!"

"Peach red and willow green are so beautiful~!" Wang Jiulong sang the third line.

"There is a goat falling on the tree, if you ask how the goat got on the tree!" Zhou Jiuliang sang the last two lines, just waiting to jump into the hole with his hands.

"Kang kuang lead kuang kuang~!" Yang Jiulang could only follow the words, since all the advantages have been taken here, what else can he do.

"Wrong, wrong!!" Zhang Jiuling immediately jumped out and pointed at him.

"Ah? What's wrong!" Yang Jiulang looked puzzled.

"This sentence should be a big tick!!" Wang Jiulong nodded vigorously.

"No, where can I guess!" Yang Jiulang spread his hands, very innocent.

"Tick tock, will you meet?" Zhou Jiuliang asked.

"Yes, big tick!" Yang Jiulang nodded, seeing that the three of them were about to retreat, he strode up and grabbed Zhang Jiuling's hair first, "I want to run after I finish talking, right! Ah! My uncle! I will let you be my uncle!!"

"Ahhh!! Help me!!" Zhang Jiuling was caught by him unexpectedly, and kept asking Wang Jiulong for help.

Seeing that they were getting together, Sun Jiufang and Zhang Jiunan in the backstage looked at each other, and they all ran up. They fought Yang Jiulang, Wang Jiulong pushed him up, and the three smashed him to the ground. Going up, Zhang Jiuling took the opportunity to get up and joined the battle. The four of them wrestled together, making a fuss. Only Zhou Jiuliang was left in the front. He took two steps in a leisurely manner, blocking the four

In front of the person, he said into the microphone, "Cross talk is an art of language..."

"Yes!" Wang Jiulong who was behind did not forget to hold the microphone and cheer.

After such a commotion, the audience will be overjoyed. What social fans like to see most is the members of our club fighting together, especially those on stage are all from Jiuzike. Although Ling Jiuye is missing, it doesn’t matter. They These fights were lively enough, and there was a lot of applause and applause.

The whole place is going to be fried.

Several people quarreled for tens of seconds, and saw Sun Jiufang, Zhang Jiunan, and Zhang Jiuling running to the backstage in a hurry, Zhou Jiuliang looked back, and hurried away, and the remaining Wang Jiulong was tall and burly, pushing Yang Jiulang to the ground , ran down to the stage in a few steps, and finally Yang Jiulang was left sitting on the stage pitifully, his hair was crumpled into a chicken coop, his coat was wrinkled, and the buttons were torn a few times.

One, with disheveled clothes, sat on the ground and picked up the microphone that Zhang Jiuling had put there and started shouting, "My father——!!!"

The rest of the brothers were watching from the background, leaning forward and back together in joy. Hearing his shout, Ling Jiuye quickly took the microphone, with a smile in his tone, "Huh?"

"Come out quickly—!" Yang Jiulang didn't get up, he sat on the ground and patted the stage floor with his hands, like a shrew, crying loudly, "Ah——!!!"

"Come on~~!" Ling Jiuye pushed Zhang Yunlei and let him go up.

This was also planned. In the end, Zhang Yunlei told Yang Jiulang the whole story. He lifted his coat and took the microphone to the stage. Seeing his partner's miserable appearance, he couldn't stop laughing, and leaned over to look at him. , "My son~~ Are you happy to see dad?!"

"I... I, I, I... I'm happy!!" Yang Jiulang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he pulled his clothes, and just about to get up, he saw him stretching out his hand to pull himself, and he was wronged. Buckle it up, luckily there are clothes inside, "My father! My son was beaten——!"

"I'll talk about this later! What's the matter with you calling me dad?" Zhang Yunlei couldn't bear to see him like this. Although he was trying to punish him on purpose, he was still his partner after all. He reached out to give him a haircut, which was pleasing to the eye too much.

"I'm asking you, how did this sheep get on the tree?" Yang Jiulang didn't expect that they could do such a thing, and he was very helpless, okay, Christmas, let's treat it as a gift of joy.

Zhang Yunlei sang to him again, and when he sang the last line, Yang Jiulang hurriedly picked up, "Big tick-tock!"

"What are you singing, do it again!" Zhang Yunlei flicked his sleeves as if to leave, but he hugged his leg and looked down at him.

"I tell you, if you leave now, I will strangle myself to death!!" Yang Jiulang hugged his leg with one hand and pinched his own neck with the other, and began to play tricks.

No way, Zhang Yunlei had no choice but to stay still. Seeing him stand up, he said again, "Dear, what do you call Daddy?"

"I'm asking you, how did this sheep get on the tree!!" Yang Jiulang breathed a sigh of relief, this has been going on for so long.

Don't leave, it's finally over!

"Oh my, you are our little idiot, you ask how that sheep got on the tree, I hugged it~!" Zhang Yunlei leaned over and patted his face, ending with a smile .

"Fuck you!!" Yang Jiulang pushed his hand away, finally finished the joke, bowed and stepped down.

This was the last show, and they walked to the stage to replace Ling Jiuye and Liang Hekun, and after seeing them, Yang Jiulang pointed at Ling Jiuye and said, "Wait, I'll settle the score with you later. "

Ling Jiuye shrugged his shoulders, his smiling face was sour, he went to the stage with his partner and returned to the stage, and finally invited all the actors to come to the stage to return to the stage together, and completed the first solo performance in a lively manner.

After the performance, everyone talked and laughed and went backstage to change their clothes. They were going to have a supper together, which can be regarded as a festival, and then went home separately.

"You can do it, Chen'er, we said that the sheep climbed the tree and you tormented me like this, it's too cruel!" At the dinner table, Yang Jiulang still didn't forget to complain about what happened on the stage, and his stomach hurt when he saw everyone laughing. up.

Meng Hetang took a sip of beer, tears came out of his laughter, and wiped away his tears before saying, "Xiangzi, you have wronged Chen'er, let me tell you, this loss is due to your own partner, just thinking about it, nine Nan and the others must have swarmed up."

When he said this, everyone laughed. Yang Jiulang glanced at Zhang Yunlei, and tears were about to come out when he saw him laughing too. He gave him a hard look, but he was not angry. Loves to play around, it's a rare time to play on stage, it's pretty good, but it's just talking.

Everyone is very happy this Christmas. Now the people sitting in the banquet are all Cheng Jiaoer’s seniors. They all have good grades, but they are famous and busy with work. The time we can meet together is getting more and more Few, it’s rare to get together, I wish to say a few more words, play a little more, drink two more glasses, and the last group of people eat, chat and drink until three o’clock in the morning before leaving, thanks to the fact that they don’t have to get up early the next day, otherwise it will be uncomfortable.

Everyone drank, and each called a valet to go home. Ling Jiuye and Zhang Yunlei didn't go back to the rose garden either. When they got home, they urged Zhang Yunlei to take a bath and sleep. You can't be silly."

"Chen'er..." Because Zhang Yunlei was happy, he drank a few more glasses and was a little tipsy. He hugged him and murmured, letting him help him to the bathroom, so tired that he didn't want to let go, "Chen'er...I'm very happy today ……real……"

"I know," seeing him like this, Ling Jiuye's heart couldn't help softening, he just wanted to hug him and pamper him, kiss him and said, "I know, I know everything."

Ling Jiuye knows his love for himself, the importance he attaches to himself, and his expectations for himself, but because he knows it, he is more willing to be by his side, not to keep pace with him, but to take a small step back from him. Always chasing after him, protecting him, caring for him, clearing away all the uneasy factors behind him, so that he can move forward with confidence.

In the front of hope, you go to fight, and everything behind, I will guard.

So Ling Jiuye doesn't want any halo, no fame, even if he is forced to retire now, for Zhang Yunlei, he would rather retreat behind the scenes, and he would do anything.

He understands, and so does Zhang Yunlei.

They have been in love for ten years, or longer. They eat and live together, and they are already the same person. With one look, one expression, they can understand each other's thoughts without words.

Because of this, Zhang Yunlei is more eager to let him stand under the spotlight, because he understands that Ling Jiuye deserves better, the best, not just the current half-red and not purple.

He gave up a lot for himself, and he is willing to give more for him.

Zhang Yunlei hugged him, deeply affectionate, and offered his sincerity without any resistance.

"Little villain, are you teasing me again?" The phrase 'husband' on the stage had already stretched Ling Jiuye's heartstrings to the extreme. Now that he took the initiative, how could he let it go easily? Warning, "Aren't you afraid you won't get up tomorrow?"

"... rest tomorrow..." Zhang Yunlei felt his face was hot, and whispered, refusing to give up, "What I said on the stage is what I think in my heart... I'll just say it once..."

"What did you say on the stage? Are you my wife?" Ling Jiuye smiled lowly, knowing his temperament.

But if he said something like this, either he made a mistake, or it was the New Year's benefit, what can he do, who makes his own man proud, it is already commendable to be so active.

In order to make him happy, Zhang Yunlei was willing to do anything. A matter of one word, it was over with the touch of his lips, and he murmured sweetly, "...husband..."

Ling Jiuye's eyes sank, he hugged his hand hard, gritted his teeth and said, "Little fairy, don't even think about going out tomorrow!"

What the shower covered was the sweetness and begging for mercy that made people blush and heartbeat.

Although the night is long, the sky will always be bright, and what greets them will only be happiness.

Yang Jiulang felt that his partner was too much.

Christmas is over, everyone rests on the second day, that's all, why is it the third day, and there is no sound, you know, they have to go to the New Year's Eve special at the end of the month, NO.30 to fly to the performance Damn, it's already the 27th today, so just let yourself hang out like this, without even making a sound?

He called Zhang Yunlei's agent, but he was in a hurry. It is said that Zhang Yunlei sent a WeChat message in the morning, saying that he was sick and his work was postponed for one day. The work of mediation, otherwise something big will happen!

In a fit of anger, Yang Jiulang directly called Ling Jiuye, fearfully saying, "Hey Chen'er, what's wrong with Zhui'er? Is he sick? It's serious, why don't I go to the hospital?"

Received his call, Ling Jiuye almost burst out laughing, held back a smile and glanced at the big bed, the man was still furiously ignoring others, so he lowered his voice, "Don't worry bro, braid is fine... ...it's just...cough, need to rest..."

After all, Yang Jiulang is someone who has been there. When he heard this, he realized it immediately, and his face blushed, "You are really good! You don't know..." He shrank his neck, afraid that others would listen, and quickly lowered his voice. He said angrily, "You can't take it lightly! If he can't be quick, you can work hard!"

"Brother, can I not be careful? It's not that you don't know his temper. He can bear no matter how much he suffers outside. At home, I would have to scream for two days to remove a hair from him," Ling Jiuye said. It is also soft-hearted, although it is a bit indulgent, it is still bewitched by that goblin

Yes, "Don't worry brother, he's fine, he can go to the ground tomorrow."

"I'll go! You are so fierce! It's been two days and you can't get up??" Yang Jiulang blurted out.

"...Brother! You really deserve to be a dirty man..."

"Cough, okay boy, I didn't expect it, how did you sing a song, three days and three nights, midnight?"

"...Yang Jiulang, you are going to die!!!" Zhang Yunlei's voice came from the phone far away.

Okay, let Jiaoer, listen up.

Yang Jiulang hung up the phone and rubbed his neck.

or……

New Year's Eve special, not going?

The author has something to say: very obscure three days and three nights hahaha

Impossible to really come, otherwise X will die hahaha

←_← It’s not that I can’t get out of bed, it’s just that some people are pampering themselves~

Wangtian