Chapter 389 [The Man with a Story]
When Lei Dazhuang finally ran back to the hotel from the bank under the hot noon sun, more than half of the food had already come up.
Seeing that Lei Dazhuang was sweating profusely, Lei Hu, this kid, actually said with concern: "Old man, did you go to the toilet, or did you go to the river to take a bath, why did you get wet!"
"Stinky boy, can you control what Lao Tzu does!" Lei Dazhuang sat down, took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, and said to Zhang Meiyue with a smile: "Let you see and laugh, the stinky boy is not sensible, and he will talk nonsense!"
Zhang Meiyue chuckled, "Hurry up and eat, the food is almost cold." ”
"Bh!" Seeing that the beauty cared so much about herself, Lei Dazhuang's whole body was crispy.
Soon, the door to the private room opened, and two waiters pushed the food cart and brought a prepared lobster sashimi to the table.
A big lobster, at least four or five catties in size, the jade body of the white flower is placed in the ice tray, and the delicious tender meat looms.
The waitress in charge of the private room brought a plate of wasabi to the table and politely said, "This is a Japanese authentic sparkling rice with a very spicy taste, and it tastes great with this lobster sashimi." ”
At this moment, staring at such a majestic plate of lobster sashimi, even a beauty like Zhang Meiyue is a little confused about how to put off chopsticks.
You must know that this era is not the era of economic take-off in the future, and many good things have not poured into the mainland, and few people have eaten this kind of thing.
Lei Dazhuang's heart was finally relieved once, and he said in his heart, it was finally my turn to play, but before Lei Dazhuang picked up the chopsticks and pretended to eat the first bite of the lobster, one person's chopsticks took a bite of the tender meat on the lobster's thigh one step ahead of him, and then elegantly dipped it on the gas rice, put it in his mouth, and tasted it.
It's him again!
Lei Dazhuang stared at Chen Tianlang and was angry, and his heart was extremely aggrieved, all because of this guy, when he should have been in the limelight, he was often robbed, not to mention, he also caused himself to run the bank on a hot day......
Chen Tianlang turned a blind eye to Lei Dazhuang's "complaining" gaze, and after tasting a bite of lobster sashimi, he nodded and said, "Yes, you can try it." ”
"Hurry up, try it!" Lei Hu couldn't wait to move his chopsticks, Lei Dazhuang stopped him with his hand, and scolded: "Don't move yet!
Then he smiled and said to Zhang Meiyue: "You please ---"
Zhang Meiyue smiled and politely said, "You are the master's family, or you should come first." ”
So Lei Dazhuang stared at Chen Tianlang, who didn't understand the rules, and said, "Then I'm welcome!" With that, Lei Dazhuang reached out and picked up the chopsticks, took a piece of lobster meat and dipped it fiercely on the gas rice, and sent it directly to his mouth.
I have to say that after eating lobster sashimi, his movements are quite in place, at least not like some turtles, and he is at a loss.
But before Lei Dazhuang could make this gesture enough, he sucked it up with his mouth, and then choked out tears--- saping rice, it's too spicy!
"Hurry up, Boss Lei, napkins!" Zhang Meiyue saw that Lei Dazhuang was spicy, and kindly sent the napkin up.
Lei Dazhuang didn't care about his demeanor anymore, he took the napkin and covered it coughing and sucking, and the grass was wild in his heart, this little Japanese wasabi was too spicy.
But looking at Chen Tianlang again, he seems to be not afraid to eat spicy rice at all, in comparison, he is really embarrassed this time.
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It can be said that at the entire banquet, Lei Dazhuang, who had contributed money and effort, lost all his face, and he was full of appearances, and he did everything he could in front of Chen Tianlang, a little kid, and he was even more embarrassed in front of Zhang Meiyue.
Only Lei Hu and Zhang Yang, the two brothers, didn't know what was going on at all, they ate happily and drank happily. However, the white wine was obviously very unappetizing to their liking, and after only a few sips, Lei Hu shouted and ordered Coke and Sprite, and drank it with Zhang Yang.
Zhang Meiyue also wanted to pour Chen Tianlang a drink, but Chen Tianlang shook his head, meaning that it was okay to drink wine.
In this regard, Lei Dazhuang despised it again and pretended to be B!
In fact, Chen Tianlang really didn't mean to pretend, during this time he lived in Li Qiang's house, and he was definitely not comfortable staying in a big hotel, and the food he ate was not good. You know, for ordinary people, a meal like this is a few hundred people's wages for several months.
Seeing that this meal was very aggrieved, Lei Dazhuang tried to find other things to change his image, it was best to please this beautiful moon, and he would come and go often after getting a phone number.
Before Lei Dazhuang wanted to break his scalp, his baby son Lei Hu patted his belly and said, "Dad, there is karaoke here, why don't we sing nursery rhymes for a while!"
Sing?
Good idea!
For the first time, Lei Dazhuang felt that this precious son sometimes not only pulled his hind legs, but also occasionally used a little.
"Yes, yes, yes! These things are ready-made, if you don't sing in vain--- why don't you sing in vain, why don't you come to a song, and let us see your singing voice!"
At the moment, after drinking wine and eating food, Zhang Meiyue is inevitably a little interested, especially the French white wine, although the degree is low, but it is also intoxicating to drink too much, and now Zhang Meiyue's cheeks are flushed, and the unique beauty of mature women is more like a ripe peach, which makes people salivate.
At least Lei Dazhuang swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva.
"It's okay to sing, although I don't sing very well, I'm barely ugly. Zhang Meiyue said embarrassedly.
In fact, there are a few women who don't like to sing, and a few who can't sing well.
Fleeting ---
"Let me tell you softly, the stars in the sky are waiting, sharing your loneliness, your joy, what more can not be said......"
When the melodious music slowly sounded in the private room, Zhang Meiyue's delicate and sweet singing voice also danced out lightly with the slight opening and closing of her red lips, lingering in the air like mist and light smoke. This is the current popular song of a female singer surnamed Yang, the name is "Let Me Tell You Gently", and many young people will basically hum a few words.
At this time, this song came out of Zhang Meiyue's mouth, and it was as beautiful as heaven.
I didn't expect Zhang Meiyue to have such a voice that is not inferior to that of a professional singer, Chen Tianlang, who heard her sing for the first time, couldn't help but be stunned, and looked at Zhang Meiyue in surprise, thinking that this woman was older, otherwise she could be a singer.
At this time, the lights in the room had been dimmed to the darkest, and Zhang Meiyue's mature and plump figure reflected the bright light blooming on the opposite screen, although her body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of misty luster, but there was a unique and intoxicating demeanor.
Look at that Lei Dazhuang again, his eyes are in a daze, his mouth is open, and he is almost flowing out. His son Lei Hu also looked at Aunt Zhang in surprise, and only Zhang Yang next to him said proudly: "My mother is good at singing!"
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"Let me slowly approach you, stretch out my hands to you and me, give you my fantasy, my blessing, the warmest sunshine of life......"
The astonishing emotions calmed down, and Chen Tianlang couldn't help but close his eyes and leaned on the soft back cushion. Zhang Meiyue's singing voice was like the warm spring breeze, blowing through Chen Tianlang's heart, making him feel extremely relaxed, his brain that had been tense all the time was as comfortable as being massaged, and even that heart seemed to be slowly floating, wandering and flying above the misty clouds, and he didn't know where he had gone in a moment......
In fact, after Chen Tianlang came out of the southern capital, Shandong, Hong Kong, South Korea, and then to the capital, all the way to intrigue and intrigue, on the surface of the young man who is only twenty-three years old, but the heart of the vicissitudes of life, at this moment it is rare to relax, so that he can't help but appreciate the songs sung by Zhang Meiyue.
"Don't ask me how high the sun is, I'll tell you how real I am, don't ask me how many stars there are, I'll tell you many, many ......"
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Zhang Meiyue gently put down the microphone, but the glutinous and beautiful melody seemed to still be floating back and forth in the ears of Chen Tianlang and others.
Zhang Meiyue quietly glanced at everyone. Seeing that the big guy's eyebrows were all full of intoxication, his heart was as sweet as drinking honey, and his watery peach blossom eyes were also overflowing with intoxicating brilliance.
In a blink of an eye, Chen Tianlang saw Lei Dazhuang's father and son, whose eyes were straight and their saliva was about to flow out, and said in his heart, if there is a father, there must be a son, and this sentence is not wrong.
Lei Dazhuang is an adult after all, and he immediately noticed that his appearance seemed to be a little indecent, especially his own harazi seemed to be almost wet in his chest.
Turning his head to look at his baby son again, he was still doing dementia, he couldn't help but shake his head, he couldn't help but be angry, and then looked at that Chen Tianlang, but his eyes were clear, and he was not tempted by the "beautiful scenery" in front of him, and muttered in his heart, it is estimated that he has never eaten good things and seen the late development of the world......
Long......
"Wow, that's so nice, Mom, I adore you so much!" Zhang Yang applauded.
Lei Dazhuang also applauded and said, "It's rare, it's very good!"
Zhang Yang grinned and said, "Mom, then you can sing another song." ”
"No, let's let someone else come, or do you want to do a song?" Zhang Meiyue stuffed the microphone into her son's hand and said with a smile: "Since you are in art school, you must be right to sing!"
"Yes, Zhang Yang, you can sing one, I'm looking forward to it!" Lei Hu shouted on the side.
"Hehe, mom Zhuyu is in front, I'm still hiding it......" Zhang Yang stuck out his tongue embarrassedly, raised his smile, sent the microphone to Chen Tianlang, and said, "Chen Tianlang, will you sing?"
Chen Tianlang might as well pull Zhang Yang to dismount himself, looking at Zhang Yang's smiling appearance, he faintly felt a little strange, and then saw Lei Hu secretly gave Zhang Yang a thumbs up on the side, the meaning was obvious, the two wanted to see how Chen Tianlang took over.
In fact, in this dinner, Chen Tianlang didn't have any communication with two peers at all, especially an excellent boy like Zhang Yang was inevitably arrogant, that Lei Hu was very enthusiastic about himself, Lei Hu's father was pleasing his mother again, but this Chen Tianlang was a strange guy, silent, he knew how to eat and drink, and now that he was full and drunk, it was always okay for you to sing a song to comfort everyone.
Who is Chen Tianlang, he can see through the thoughts of Zhang Yang and Lei Hu at a glance. So he laughed and said, "I don't sing very well." ”
"It's okay, if we don't sing well, we'll just listen to it. Lei Hu added fuel and vinegar on the side, "There is also me, I am at the bottom, and I will give you a shock later." ”
"Yes, Chen Tianlang, don't shirk, let's have a song. Zhang Yang directly stuffed the microphone into Chen Tianlang's hand.
Chen Tianlang said, this is to catch ducks on the shelves, but he is not stage frightened, so he said to Zhang Meiyue and Lei Dazhuang very politely: "I'm sorry, then I'll give an ugly song?"
"Sing it, if you can't sing it, we won't laugh at you!" Lei Dazhuang said with a toothpick, picking his teeth and shaking his shoulders.
Zhang Meiyue also smiled and clenched her pink fist and said, "Come on." ”
Chen Tianlang smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll have a song "I Really Love You". ”
In this era, the songs of Hong Kong singers are the most popular, and Huang Jiaju is also an idol liked by many young people, and the Beon Band he formed is even more famous. Chen Tianlang liked this band very much in his previous life. Last year, Beang Band held a concert at the Hong Kong Red Pavilion, but unfortunately Chen Tianlang was busy with his own affairs and missed the opportunity.
Standing in front of the stage with the microphone, Chen Tianlang put one hand in his pocket and stood a little lazily.
In an instant, the originally silent young man seemed to be surrounded by some aura, and under the dim light, there was an aura of melancholy and vicissitudes all over his body.
Many times, the stars on the stage are not dazzling off the stage, but as soon as they are on the stage, they will become the center of attention.
Chen Tianlang is this kind of person, a person who is born with a star style, he just stands like this, and compares many of his peers, and even many adult men do not have such a depressed and mature taste of vicissitudes as him.
It can be said that Chen Tianlang is like the kind of Moutai that has been treasured in the cellar or underground for decades, as long as the lid is gently lifted, the kind of mellow aroma that people can't resist will come to the face, and this irresistible taste is the so-called --- ripeness!
As a woman, although Zhang Meiyue is a little older, she was immediately deeply attracted by Chen Tianlang's difference, because heterosexual attraction does not need age to demarcate the boundary, what is needed is just the feeling of that moment.
For Zhang Meiyue, the young man in front of her instantly became a man with a deep posture, under that lazy appearance, there are endless vicissitudes and edges, different from the flying and free of other young people, there is a vicissitudes that do not belong to their age.
She was a little puzzled, as if the young man in front of her had a story of his own.
Well, a man with a story.
But in Lei Dazhuang's eyes, Chen Tianlang is still pretending to be B, singing a song, and he is still so deep, and he still puts one hand in his pocket, I am baba!