Doyoshi Kazume

Behind the curtain, Jiu Liang's palms were sweaty.

How could he have imagined that Meng Hetang said that he would be on stage with him today!

It wasn't because he was nervous about going on stage, Zhou Jiuliang had also served as a stringer for many senior brothers, so he had some experience.

But this time is different, this is the first time with his brother Meng, the first time standing next to his brother Meng in front of hundreds of people, this alone is enough for him to be nervous, if he forgets the words again, then It's really embarrassing to throw it home.

Meng Hetang looked at Zhou Jiuliang's tightly clenched fist and stretched out a finger through the gap between the fists to tickle him. After Zhou Jiuliang let go of his clenched hand and smiled, he comforted him, "Don't be afraid, it's all our usual treatment." past words."

Meng Hetang's words were like a calming pill, Zhou Jiuliang took a long breath, it's no big deal!

Brother Meng was on his right, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

"Let's go." With the cheers of the audience, Meng Hetang lifted the curtain and went out first, followed by Zhou Jiuliang.

After standing still, the applause and cheers did not stop, and the flower delivery team was seen rushing towards the stage.

This time, Zhou Jiuliang really saw how powerful these "women" are. How can these girls, who are taller than humans, be able to move them?

Zhou Jiuliang smiled and looked at Meng Hetang who clasped his hands together and thanked every audience who gave presents.

That's why everyone likes him, he's humble and polite.

Zhou Jiuliang knew that Meng Hetang's journey was not easy. Every time Meng Hetang came to the stage, he would quietly lift the curtain and peek at the movement on the stage.

From the very beginning of being silent in twos and twos, to today's minor celebrity has a fixed audience.Zhou Jiuliang was witnessing behind the curtain in the backstage, and these were enough for him to show off.

Zhou Jiuliang was completely relaxed while collecting the flowers, arranging the handkerchiefs and playing with the fan.

Meng Hetang, who had returned to his original position, said slowly, "You

Thank you all for coming to support me, so don't spend any more money to send flowers.The point is that there are too many flowers at home, and someone in my family can't take care of them. "After that, he glanced in Zhou Jiuliang's direction.

Zhou Jiuliang was taken aback for a moment, and then his face turned red.He just said something casually and it was remembered in his heart.

Then he looked to the right, and cast a sincere look at Meng Hetang that he would follow you for the rest of his life and never leave.

Sensing someone's fiery gaze, Meng Hetang secretly took Zhou Jiuliang's hand behind the table, where the audience couldn't see, chatted briefly with the audience, and then got into work.

After a show, Zhou Jiuliang's indifferent manner impressed the audience deeply, and they gradually fell in love with this little gentleman who keeps quiet and is a blockbuster.

"Not bad, come here often." After stepping off the stage, Meng Hetang patted Zhou Hang's face thinking about the audience's reaction.

"Master." The servant came to the backstage holding flowers.

"what happened?"

"This is delivered by Miss Mei from the box on the second floor." The servant winked at Meng Hetang.Ms. Mei from the north of the city is a wealthy family, and she is well-known as a rich man who made her fortune through business.Look at the meaning of the girl, isn't this interesting to our young master Meng.The two of them are a match for each other, and they are quite the right couple.

"Oh? Isn't it forbidden to send flowers?" Zhou Jiuliang muttered in a low voice, watching Meng Hetang take the flowers and glaring at him.

"Yo, there's a little note." Zhou Jiuliang tore the note with a strange sound, and read it out.

"Mr. Meng, hiss, it's strange." Zhou Jiuliang shuddered on purpose, and quickly finished reading the note.

The veins on his forehead twitched and his hands tightened, "It's sour, it's really sour."

Seeing Zhou Jiuliang like this, Meng Hetang laughed, "Why? Are you jealous?"

"What kind of jealousy do I want? I mean you act like a man and act like a man, but you don't." Zhou Jiuliang pointed at Meng Hetang with his hands on his hips, "You, you, you, you are so annoying!"

Meng Hetang grabbed Zhou Jiuliang's dangling index finger, "I, me, me, what's wrong with me? I can't refuse what they paid for."

"Yes, take care of yourself, don't look for me."

Zhou Jiuliang turned his face away, you don't understand anything!

"Okay," Meng Hetang pinched Zhou Jiuliang's little face, "Looking at your good performance today, I will reward you, and my brother will take you to drink." Meng Hetang's eyes lit up.

"what?"

"Ah what, you can drink now when you're an adult!" Meng Hetang pulled Zhou Jiuliang up, "Hurry up and run out of wine."

Before Zhou Jiuliang could stand still, he was dragged into the street, "Is this a reward for me or yourself?"

Guangde Building.

Meng Hetang was greeted by a servant in the store before he stepped in, "Master, you haven't come for a while."

"Busy, go up first." Meng Hetang grabbed Zhou Jiuliang's wrist and was about to go upstairs.

The boy hurriedly said, "How much will I give you back?"

"Okay." Meng Hetang, who was about to step upstairs, turned around again, "By the way, the wine is replaced with peach blossom wine, sweet."

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll go to the kitchen." The servant stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation and went down.

Drinks and dishes are served.

"Eat it, it will be cold in a while." Meng Hetang said seeing Zhou Jiuliang not moving his chopsticks for a long time.

"Oh..." Zhou Jiuliang opened his mouth, and swallowed the words again.

"Come," Meng Hetang continued to add vegetables to Zhou Jiuliang's bowl, "It's all your favorite food."

Jiuliang squeezed out a smile and put the dish into his mouth.

Obviously, they are all my favorite side dishes, but now they are like chewing wax in my mouth.

After the fifth glass of wine, Zhou Jiuliang's head was slightly dizzy. The person in front of him was clearly Meng Ge, whom he saw every day, so why couldn't he see clearly.

Zhou Jiuliang didn't know what was wrong with him, but felt that it was surprisingly cold at the moment.

"Brother Meng, do you like me?" Zhou Jiuliang said with a smile while playing with the wine glass.

"I like it." Meng Hetang looked at the drunk kid talking nonsense with a funny face.

"Liar." Zhou Jiuliang suddenly stood up and walked around to Meng Hetang.

"What's wrong with me?" Looking at Xiaotuanzi, Meng Hetang, whose cheeks were slightly flushed, he smiled.

"It's just..." Before he finished speaking, he fell into Meng Hetang's arms.

You are a liar.

When I first met you when I was 16 years old.

That little stove, that pouch, and those eyes deceived my heart.

I can't stand anyone else anymore.