Chapter 54 must be very soft and fragrant. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

There will be a cognitive process when people get along with each other, and Zheng Jingjing is the one who has the most contact with Wang Yao, and the rest, whether it is Mao Weitao or Zheng Jingjing's sister or Mo Ke, all belong to nodding friends.

Even Zheng Jingjing was unexpected, let alone others.

Mao Weitao's rehearsal process was successfully completed, and no one noticed anything unusual after the group came backstage, and the two men in the back of the theater came over to report what had just happened.

"Xiao Wu, what are you talking about?" Mao Weitao was shocked, especially after hearing that Wang Yao took the initiative, she was even more surprised, she had a good impression of Wang Yao, although she was a little poor after getting acquainted with it, but Wang Yao's personality has always been very introverted.

This kind of thing hurting people with his hands is really too surprising to her, and what surprises her even more is that Wang Yao can hurt people with his hands?

His thin little body seems to be able to be blown down by a gust of wind, how can he beat people?

"It's true. Xiao Wu of the troupe looked at Mao Weitao's face and swallowed his saliva, "We and Zheng Jingjing have all seen it, your junior brother caught that Dongying man at once, and dragged him out." ”

The crowd let out a burst of exclamation and began to discuss curiously.

"Jingjing, really?" Mao Weitao frowned and looked at Zheng Jingjing.

"Mr. Mao, I didn't see it, but I did see him chatting happily with Mr. Murakami outside. Zheng Xixi smiled for his sister, "There should be nothing wrong, because it is the business of your troupe, and I am not easy to get involved, but Wang Yao doesn't seem to have suffered anything." ”

Mao Weitao nodded: "What about others?"

"It should still be outside. Zheng Xixi said: "My people did not come to report. ”

Mao Weitao quickly walked out of the backstage when he heard this, and Mo Ke, who had always wanted to see the excitement, also pulled Zheng Jingjing to follow, as well as other members of the troupe.

Sure enough, in the corridor on the side of the corridor, Wang Yao and Murakami were sitting on the chairs as if Xiangtan was in trouble, surrounded by a group of Dongying people and a few people in black suits.

"Senior sister, are you done rehearsing?" Wang Yao found Mao Weitao coming over, got up and said with a smile.

Murakami's expression was a little unnatural, but he turned around and got up and smiled at Mao Weitao, "Captain Mao." ”

Listening to Murakami's slurred tongue, Mao Weitao paused for a moment, smiled and nodded, "What are you talking about?"

"Mr. Murakami wants to listen to the play in advance, and I said that you didn't sing well, so I told Mr. Murakami about it. Wang Yao said with a smile.

Murakami's face was embarrassed, "Yes, Mr. Wang Yao is very insightful." ”

Mao Weitao nodded, and after everyone exchanged a few words, Murakami left with the group of Dongying people with unkind faces.

Before leaving, Wang Yao smiled and said, "Mr. Murakami, please tell the troupe that will have to rehearse later, we will have about half an hour." ”

Murakami was stunned for a moment, and then nodded with a gloomy expression.

"What's going on?" Murakami's group of people disappeared around the corner, Mao Weitao frowned and looked at Wang Yao nervously, "You really hit someone?"

"I didn't hit anyone, I just learned from each other. Wang Yao smiled and looked at the group of beautiful sisters behind Mao Weitao, "Did the rehearsal go well?"

"Senior Brother Wang, did you really do it?"

"Senior Brother Wang, I can't see it, my skills are extraordinary. ”

"Senior Brother Wang, how did you talk to a Dongying person for so long?"

The beautiful sisters of the troupe also joked.

"Don't make a fuss, go back first. Mao Weitao glared at the members of the group and pulled Wang Yao towards the safe passage.

"It's amazing, I actually talked to people. Mo Ke touched his chin and looked at Wang Yao's thin back and muttered, then patted Zheng Jingjing's shoulder with a smile, "You really know him well." ”

Zheng Jingjing tugged at the corners of her mouth.

"You mean, Li Zhuo is in the way?" Mao Weitao frowned when he heard Wang Yao tell the reason for the incident.

"That's what Murakami said, half and half, but senior sister, you really have to pay attention, someone is eyeing us, maybe it was said by Young Master Mei, this time our Yue Opera Troupe is the most promising to win the championship, and some people are red-eyed. Wang Yao pursed the corners of his mouth, "Disrupting the rehearsal may be just the beginning." ”

Mao Weitao's face sank like water, and he snorted coldly: "A group of people who don't want to make progress and only think about the crooked ways of the evil sect are not in the stream. ”

Wang Yao smiled, and could hear the indignation in Mao Weitao's tone.

"Do you know martial arts?" Mao Weitao came back to his senses after venting, looked Wang Yao up and down and asked.

"Ah, it's going to be a little bit of a good fit. Wang Yao said modestly.

"You can't catch an adult all at once. Mao Weitao smiled, "I didn't expect you to be so young, but your mind is lively, and you can hide your clumsiness." ”

"My old man said before his death that being a man is like a river mussel, and pearls are not exposed. Wang Yao said with a smile.

"You're pretty good at boasting. Mao Weitao also smiled, "I really can't see that you have so much ability, you have talent in singing, and you can also do kung fu." ”

"You praise me again. Wang Yao smiled.

"Praise and praise, but you also know that it is always bad to be rude, whether it is hurting others or hurting yourself, it is a troublesome thing, and you can't be so impulsive in the future. Mao Weitao said seriously with a calm face.

"I know, but there was no better way to do it at the time. Wang Yao scratched his head.

"You should have informed me directly. Mao Weitao said.

"Although I haven't rehearsed on stage, I have read a lot of books and know that singing is an emotional catharsis process, and it is most taboo to interrupt, especially those Dongying people who are so aggressive just now that they are here to find fault, I am afraid that it will affect the rest of the troupe. Wang Yao said with a smile.

Mao Weitao looked at Wang Yao in surprise, these hidden dangers even Mao Weitao didn't expect for a while, Wang Yao thought so far-reaching.

"Besides, I am a child, as long as he is restrained, he is an adult with a head and a face, and he is embarrassed to take the initiative to go out and publicize that he was restrained by a child, how disgraceful, I just pinched him to dare to do this. Wang Yao explained with a smile again.

"You're a little, scary. Mao Weitao looked at Wang Yao with a sigh and said, "You are too shrewd." ”

"This, maybe it has something to do with the living environment I grew up in. Wang Yao said with a dry smile.

Mao Weitao was stunned, remembering Wang Yao's pitiful background, nodded and said with a smile, "In order to reward you, I will invite you to eat delicious food at night." ”

"You know how much I eat. Wang Yao grinned and showed his white teeth.

This time, Wang Yao's behavior successfully ignited Mao Weitao's friendship, at least Mao Weitao treated this little junior brother who had not yet entered the door as his own brother, because he risked the risk to protect the interests of the troupe, which is great.

Wang Yao also changed from a little junior brother who made everyone curious at the beginning to a group pet of the Baihuayue Troupe, and the group of beautiful sisters grabbed Wang Yao and didn't let go, and inquired about him one by one, letting him perform martial arts.

Wang Yao was speechless, he was not a monkey, what is he performing?

Looking at Wang Yao, who was surrounded by a group of swallows and warblers in the center of the flowers, Mo Ke had a weird smile on his face and pushed Zheng Jingjing, who was reading a book next to him.

Zheng Jingjing turned her head to look at her suspiciously.

"You said that kid should have no good looks, and he should not stand out, how can he feel that he is particularly liked by girls?" Mo Ke's charming little face looked puzzled.

Zheng Jingjing frowned slightly and looked at Wang Yao in the center of a group of women, she didn't understand very well, how could the boy whose sense of existence was infinitely close to 0 suddenly become gold that would shine everywhere?

"What about you?" Mo Ke's sudden question made Zheng Jingjing stunned.

"What?" Zheng Jingjing asked suspiciously.

"Do you like him?" Mo Ke turned his head and looked directly at Zheng Jingjing's eyes, and his narrow eyes revealed a dazzling coquettishness.

Zheng Jingjing blinked and rolled her eyes, "You are sick~"

Mo Ke grinned lightly and hugged Zheng Jingjing.

Wang Yao was almost suffocated by the smell of rouge on the bodies of this group of enthusiastic sisters, and was about to find Mao Weitao for help, when suddenly his eyes swept to Mo Ke and Zheng Jingjing, who were hugging each other not far away, and he didn't know why he had a very strange feeling in his heart.

Maybe it's because I haven't seen Zheng Jingjing so intimate with anyone It's a bit novel, Wang Yao thought to himself.

But what will Zheng Jingjing feel like when she hugs her?

It must be soft and fragrant.