Ask for recommendations, ask for collections, ask for tickets!! I'll let Meng Zuo show you a hand.

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"I don't know why the two of you came to me?" Meng Zuo saw that the two of them were dressed luxuriously and were worth a lot of money, so he began to pretend to be a temperamental guy.

However, because of his limited cultural level, he can't drag any words.

Jing Lang didn't reply and coughed lightly, he was very puzzled.

Could it be that this Meng Zuo grew up in the mountains? I don't even know him in a dignified state?

The only world-class pianist in China!

He didn't agree to see him no matter how many people begged to see him, today he came out to support his granddaughter and do things, and secondly, he wanted to see if Meng Zuo had a teacher, if not, he would accept Meng Zuo as an apprentice.

Unexpectedly, this grandson didn't react at all when he saw him, except for the first glance at him, his eyes kept on his granddaughter.

As Jing Lang's cough sounded, Meng Zuo glanced at the old man again.

It seems that I have seen this person on TV......

Not long after he first came to this world, many celebrities are not familiar with it, let alone those predators in other professional fields.

"Brother Meng Zuo, can you give me an autographed photo?" Jingzhuang Zhuang stared at Meng Zuo with a pair of peach blossom eyes, which made Meng Zuo shudder.

Is this the legendary die-hard fan?

It's scary.

Meng Zuo touched his head embarrassedly: "This little sister, I'm just a freshly debuted trainee who participated in a variety show, how can I have any signed photos...... There are no photos. ”

"Huh?" the girl lowered her head, and a look of disappointment immediately appeared on her face, and there was a hint of sentimentality on her fairy-like face, so as not to be pitied.

Meng Zuo was overjoyed, but it was the first time he saw a girl who was fascinated by him, and he was fascinated, and when this girl was sad, Meng Zuo felt bad.

Meng Zuo seemed to feel the responsibility of a star for the first time.

Two fans, one old and one young, came all the way to find me, I can't let them come for nothing!

He gritted his teeth: "Why don't I invite the two of you to a meal!"

The only person who can ask Meng Zuo to invite him to dinner is his roommate Ai Qiqi so far.

However, if you eat with them, you can't just eat Di Sanxian, Meng Zuo is ready to bleed.

It happened that he signed a contract with Pei Qian, the owner of Changbai Mountain, and gave a deposit of 100,000 yuan. Now it comes in handy.

"It's so good! I'm so lucky to be able to have lunch with Brother Meng Zuo. Jingzhuang Zhuang Yu clasped his hands together, and his happy appearance floated on the surface.

"Ahem!" Jing Lang's coughing voice was heavier, he always felt that Meng Zuo's attention should be on his granddaughter Jing Zhuangzhuang, so he didn't see himself clearly.

This is the last consolation of a world-class master to himself.

"This old man, are you not in good health?" Meng Zuo noticed that the old man who was dressed very formally had coughed several times, and hurriedly asked, maybe he could improve his image in this little sister's heart.

Sure enough, as Meng Zuo expected, when he finished saying this, there were more stars in this Jing Zhuangzhuang's eyes.

Jing Lang really couldn't hold his face this time, he really couldn't believe that there were people who talked about piano in this world who didn't know him, he calmed down, raised his head slightly, and tried his best to show his face clearly: "Young man, you don't know me?"

"Huh?" Meng Zuo was stunned.

He really doesn't know him! Who is this?

Either how to say that young people are easy to offend people, Meng Zuo didn't know how to say it euphemistically, so he shook his head directly.

At this moment, even Jingzhuang Zhuang was stunned.

Although she is delicate and easy to push down, she is not stupid, and people who play the piano to the point of Meng Zuo in this world will not know her grandfather?

It's like seeing wheat called leeks - there is no division between grains!

"You...... Hiccup, you really don't know me?" Jing Lang hiccuped in shock.

Meng Zuo frowned, trying to recall in his mind the characters he had seen on the TV network, Rao still couldn't think of this person he had never met at all with his intelligence.

Why do you have to know him?

He's just a belly button fart - what do you want?

"My grandfather is a world-class master, Jing Lang, Brother Meng Zuo, do you really not know him?" Jing Zhuangzhuang reminded.

A world-class master?

I can't afford to offend that!

Meng Zuo saw at first glance that the old man was extraordinary, but he was really uneducated, and he really didn't know who he was.

Can it still be remedied?

How can I remedy it?

I saw Meng Zuo's eyes suddenly glow, learning from Jingzhuang Zhuangzhuang's appearance, his hands were folded, his eyes showed a look of worship, and his voice became a little sharper: "Ah! Master Jinglang! Oh my God!"

An old man and a young master and grandson are all stupid.

Especially Jing Lang, who now wonders if this young man is mentally ill......

"I've been looking up for a long time, I've actually seen you in person today, I'm ...... I was so excited that I didn't know what to say. Meng Zuo was dancing and sweating profusely, afraid that he would not be able to act properly.

One thing to say, Meng Zuo's acting skills - a bad batch.

It's just that he was too immersed in his acting skills and ignored the black lines on the faces of his grandparents and grandchildren in front of him.

"Grandpa......" Jing Zhuangzhuang looked at Meng Zuo, and then leaned over to Jing Lang's ear and whispered.

"Huh?" Jing Lang responded.

"He just doesn't know about you......"

"Nonsense! he ...... It's just so exciting. Jing Lang couldn't help but glared at his granddaughter, but he didn't have the confidence to say this.

This kid just doesn't know himself!

Jing Lang's current state is like a dog's tail grass that has been frosted—wilted.

However, he still forced himself to be calm, he must not show too much of his joys, sorrows and sorrows in front of the juniors, and he must hold back.

He cleared his throat and said seriously: "I know you are very excited, you don't have to be like this, let's have a day to talk, don't worry." ”

Jing Zhuangzhuang's body froze, and she looked at her grandfather in disbelief.

If Jing Lang hadn't been her grandfather, she would have scolded by now.

This old shameless one!

Meng Zuo also saw the steps and went down, and hurriedly responded: "That's really good, I must invite you to a meal today, it is an honor in my life to be able to eat with you." ”

"Hey, you don't have to break the bank!" Jing Lang waved his hand politely, "We can come to your house as a guest, and it will be cheaper to cook and eat." ”

"Then how can I do it, I, Meng Zuo, am not a person who is short of that amount of money, if I don't invite you to dinner, my conscience will hurt!" Meng Zuo replied with righteous words.

"You're really welcome, Brother Meng Zuo, we are your fans, we are here to visit you, I invited you to dinner, how can you spend any more money?" Jing Zhuang also took over.

Well?

We?

Jing Lang's body also froze.

When did I become a fan of Monzo?

Jing Lang is to be polite, after all, with his identity, it is normal for others to invite him to dinner, but Jing Zhuangzhuang is sincere.

"Okay, then show you two how to cook. Meng Zuo had a helpless expression on his face.

This little shameless!

If it weren't for his granddaughter being here, Jing Lang would have scolded him now.

Didn't you just say that your conscience hurts if you don't invite you to dinner? Now it doesn't hurt?

This kid is open to money!

After that, an old man and a young man, one with a jealous face and the other full of expectation, let Meng Zuo rub their Maybach and came to a small apartment, ready to see this Chef Meng show his hand.

......

It's pretty clean.

Jing Lang nodded, this house is not big, but it is better to be tidy.

Looking at a person's house, you can see a person's living state, and it is obvious that Meng Zuo may not have much money, but his living condition is definitely not bad.

Looking at Jingzhuang Zhuang again, she looked like she hadn't seen anything, looked left and right, looked around, if it weren't for Meng Zuo and Ai Qiqi's bedroom was closed, she might have rushed in regardless of her identity.

Jing Lang gently raised his forehead and didn't look at her, he couldn't figure it out, there were not many things in this house, why did this granddaughter go to the Grand View Garden with Grandma Liu.

Meng Zuo turned on the TV, used his mobile phone to project last night's live broadcast, and then politely arranged for the old and young grandfather to sit down on the sofa.

"Mr. Jing still has ...... Miss Zhuangzhuang, you sit here first, I will prepare something to eat for you, and show you your hands. Meng Zuo was full of confidence and tied his apron.

"Just call me Zhuang Zhuang!" Jing Zhuang blinked his peach blossom eyes, so charming, seeing that Meng Zuo hurriedly turned his head and went straight to the kitchen.

Flutter!

Jing Zhuangzhuang covered his mouth and smiled, he didn't expect his brother Meng Zuo to be so cute and shy!

It's completely different from his domineering appearance last night!

Up to the hall, down to the kitchen, a good man at home!

Whoever wants to marry him, will not he die happily?

These thoughts poured out of Jing Zhuangzhuang's mind, making her admiration for Meng Zuo even deeper, until ...... Meng Zuo began to cook.

Because it was an open kitchen, the two of them could clearly see all of Meng Zuo's movements.

After Meng Zuo tied his apron, he found a white ribbon out of nowhere and tied it on his forehead.

He took out a fish and a piece of meat from the refrigerator to thaw, and his eyes began to sharpen, if his gaze could turn into a sword, then the cutting board in front of him would be cut by a thousand knives.

"Is it finally the day?" he muttered, looking at the fish.

Jing Lang and Jing Zhuang tilted their heads in sync.

Is he talking? Is he talking to a dead fish?

Delusion, right?

Jing Zhuang Zhuang stunned his head, thinking that he must have watched too much anime, and her idol male god couldn't be so middle two.

However, in the next moment, Meng Zuo's actions shattered Zhuang Zhuang's self-built psychological barrier.

He pulled the kitchen knife out of the knife with his left hand, his eyes were deep, his legs took a step forward, and he raised the knife in both hands, facing the dead fish.

"You have been asleep in the cold for a long time, and today, I will help you understand. His tone was very heavy, as if he was looking at an old friend who had known each other for many years but was now angry.

Isn't it just freezing in the freezer? And the fish must have died!

Jing Lang's neck was bruised, he was completely frightened, but he still couldn't stop complaining in his head.

As soon as the words fell, the light of the knife flashed in mid-air, and the sound of sighing came from the kitchen to the ears of the two guests who had no intention of watching TV.

"I will purify your body, make your past clear, and scrape off the traces of time, and you will be reborn!

Isn't this your sister just scraping fish scales?

Also, shouldn't the line in the last sentence be "Give me strength, I'm Ciri"?

Jing Zhuangzhuang's body was a little soft, and the whole person leaned on the sofa, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

Is this Brother Meng Zuo?

Shouldn't you be a good family man?

This young girl suddenly understood the gap between ideals and reality.

It turned out that she couldn't see a lot of things.

That's a big difference!

It was so big that she was going to scare the bile.