Dont look at me

in the club.

Jian Tianzhen and Zhou Xiaoyang stared blankly at the tall boy in front of them, and remained silent for a long time.

Jiang Jin poured wine for them, breaking the unspeakable embarrassment, "This buddy is Yu Meng's apprentice. He handed it over hand in hand. His ability is absolutely fine. He has twelve times of stage experience. Your future performances It's going to go well."

He winked at his standing buddy.

The boy immediately bowed seriously, and began to introduce himself very loudly, "Hello! My name is Xie Ben, I am 19 years old this year! I have seen all of your performances! I have myself to follow! I am already proficient! It is no problem to go directly to the stage! Please rest assured of your business ability!"

He was dressed in a red jacket, and his whole body was full of vigor, optimism and fearlessness.

Jane Tianzhen hasn't come over in a daze yet, "What's going on here? Where's Yu Meng?"

"Why did his mobile phone number suddenly become empty?" Zhou Xiaoyang asked in a panic while clutching the mobile phone.

Jane naively panicked, "It's impossible! We were still in touch yesterday! WeChat! Try sending WeChat!" He followed suit, still receiving a cold empty number prompt.

WeChat also went nowhere.

Jiang Jin's eyes were a little melancholy, he put down his cup, and said slowly, "Stop posting, it's useless, I guess he has already left."

"In the end, what's going on?" Jane Tianzhen broke down.

"I don't know the details. He only asked me to do the handover ceremony for him. I didn't say anything else." Jiang Jin sighed, and took out a small black box from behind, like a special lockbox, "he said , let me give you this."

Zhou Xiaoyang took the box and saw five characters engraved on it.

"Crack it, come on."

Jane naive: "..."

Jiang Jin gloated at the side, "The time has come to test your IQ."

"...There is no combination lock on it, what do you want to crack???" Zhou Xiaoyang looked around, confused.

Jane innocently looked at Jiang Jin helplessly, "He disappeared without a word, and then left us a box that couldn't be opened?"

Jiang Jin scratched his head, "Brother, I have been studying it for a long time, but I really can't open it." His expression was heavy, "I only know that he has gone abroad, and I don't know the specific situation."

The atmosphere was a bit dull for a while, and the three squatted in front of the box, silent.

Suddenly, a hand was stretched out, placed on the side of the box, and pressed lightly.

"Crack."

opened.

Zhou Xiaoyang: "..."

Jane naive: "..."

Jiang Jin: "..."

"It's very simple, it's the same as opening a lunch box." Xie Ben withdrew his hand and smiled happily.

Open the lunch box...open the lunch box...open the lunch box...

It was like a magic sound lingering around the beam, constantly echoing in the ears of the three of them.

This embarrassment can't be more.

When Ao Ge came home, Ao Zhongtian and Lin Yali had already fallen asleep, only Ao Xiaodi's bedroom was still lit, not the bedside lamp that must be turned on every night, but the whole room, all the lights were on It's almost blinding people's eyes.

"..." Ao Ge narrowed his eyes, walked to the door and knocked, "Xiao Di, isn't it a little too much for you to turn on the light?"

He swished to settle accounts, "In the past few months, you turned on the lights every night, and the whole house was turned on. Our expenses have exceeded expectations. You have to reflect on it. Why is a big man so afraid of the dark?"

Most likely because he didn't want to hear the nagging sound anymore, Ao Xiaodi opened the door, his face was full of displeasure at being disturbed, and he said, "Who is afraid of the dark? Don't spit blood!"

Putting one hand on the door frame, Ao Ge yawned sleepily, "Turn off the light and there is only one left, so I won't spray you."

Ao Xiaodi looked at him helplessly, "I'm busy with business." He pointed to the room, "I'm studying the gift that Mengmeng gave me."

Ao Ge raised his eyebrows, "What did you tell you to kill brother? Mengmeng?" Ao Xiaodi turned back to the room, "What's the matter, Mengmeng is fine."

Ao Ge was not happy, stepped forward and pressed Ao Xiaodi's head and entered his room, "It's not big or small, you have to call Brother Xiaoba."

Ao Xiaodi stared at him inexplicably, and resolutely refused, "I don't."

His bedroom was huge, with fluffy blankets on the floor, and a bunch of weird body models scattered around. In the middle of them, stood a Thanos firmly.

To be precise, it is the lower body of Thanos.

.......

The déjà vu of a murder scene.

Ao Ge: "...what the hell is this?"

Ao Xiaodi sat cross-legged on the ground, pulled Thanos' head out from the corner, straightened it up, and then began to put together those fragmentary limbs, "This is the model of Thanos that Mengmeng gave me, it will look like a real person when it is assembled Big! Exactly the same!"

The gift Yu Meng gave was really unique.

Ao Ge silently gave a thumbs up, and he also sat on the carpet and started to help.

Such a simulated model has not been sold anywhere, and Yu Meng's thoughts can be seen very seriously.

Ao Xiaodi transferred all the difficult parts to Ao Ge, and began to show off, "Did you receive Mengmeng's gift?"

Ao Ge unhurriedly fixed his neck and said calmly, "Got it."

"What gift?" Ao Xiaodi asked curiously.

Ao Ge gently placed Thanos' head on his neck, and said in a particularly arrogant tone, "It is the most precious thing in the world."

Ao Xiaodi: "What? Show me."

Ao Ge shook his head, "I won't show it to you, only I can see it."

"...You liar, Mengmeng definitely didn't buy it for you, you must be out of face!" Ao Xiaodi retorted dissatisfied, "Mine is the most precious in the world!"

Ao Ge smiled, and didn't make childish comparisons with him.

After a while, he hugged Thanos' head, looked at each other, and said silently in his heart: My note written by Mengmeng is much more expensive than yours.

The air in London is fine.

Although the color of the sky is a bit gray, it does not affect the mood of the local people. They are very polite. When they make eye contact, they will bend slightly to say hello, polite and gentleman.

Yu Meng had her hands in her pockets, and a scarf was wrapped around her neck, with half of her face tucked inside.

He followed Conton, neither of them spoke, but the atmosphere didn't look awkward.

Condon is a childhood friend who separated three years ago and never saw each other again.

But he is a shoe lover who is obsessed with shoes. Every festival, he will send things to Yu Meng, almost all of which are shoes.

Yu Meng has a good habit of not wasting money, and accepts everything as ordered, saving a lot of money on shoes.

Although they lived together as children, they didn't communicate much.

Conton looked at him with an iceberg face, but in fact he had a very gentle personality and was very comfortable to get along with.

Yu Meng was not so polite, she didn't want to talk, so she kept silent.

Kang Dun turned his head and saw that Yu Meng had been silent, so he couldn't help reminding, "You'd better not go out alone."

"The reason?" Yu Meng said.

Kang Dun slowed down a bit, "The purpose of your being sent here is not that simple, and you can't go wrong by being more prepared, so you follow me as much as possible."

Yu Meng didn't speak.

The two arrived at the parking lot, and after getting into the car, Yu Meng said slowly, "Can I trust you?"

Conton looked at him and said seriously, "Whether you believe me or not is up to you. What I want to tell you is, don't take too many things on your own. I'm always here."

Yu Meng was silent for a while, then tilted her head, "Your Chinese has improved."

Kang Dun turned his head and drove, "That's necessary. I study every day, just for this day, to be able to communicate with you unimpeded."

The window was half open, and the cool wind was blowing.

The old castle-like buildings flashed in front of my eyes, and it was a strange and strange city.

Even the temperature has a sense of distance.

The car stopped.

It was an older house with dark gray walls covered in vines. The house was large and had many windows, but only one had a light on.

Yu Meng followed Kang Dun into the room. The dark hall and the stairs covered with red carpet showed the owner's taste everywhere, but there was always a sense of indifference.

After going up to the third floor, Conton stopped, and pointed to a room not far away to Yu Meng, "Grandpa Yu is inside, probably still sleeping."

Yu Meng walked in, saw the old man's steady breathing through the light in the corridor, and felt a little more at ease.

He closed the door, turned around and said, "Let's go, take me to see your dad."

Conton hesitated for a moment, "Why don't you go and have a good sleep first?"

"I'll see you sooner or later, let's go." Yu Meng said calmly.

Conton had no choice but to lead him upstairs.

The room at the end is the place where the lights are on. Yu Meng just arrived at the door following the dim light, when she heard a voice from inside, with a cold voice and a British accent with a light ending.

"Meng? Come in by yourself."

Kang Dun frowned, didn't say anything, took a worried look at Yu Meng and left.

Yu Meng pushed open the door calmly.

There was an old smell of books. The man surrounded by mahogany background was sitting behind a large table with silver-rimmed glasses on his nose. He raised his eyes, put down the book in his hand, stood up and walked over.

The facial features are standard oriental faces, his eyebrows are picturesque, if it is not for the short hair, he almost looks like a character who has stepped down from an ancient picture scroll.

He came in front of Yu Meng, gave him a gentle hug, and immediately fell apart with a touch, and retreated in a gentlemanly manner.

Yu Meng greeted, "Long time no see, Uncle Kang."

The man leaned against the sandalwood table behind him, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, but they were actually light gray.

He said slowly, "Don't call me uncle, you look old."

Yu Meng was not restrained, and sat directly on the sofa, straight to the point, "Let's make a deal."

"You want to negotiate a deal with me? Then you have to have something you can sell." Kang Suinian stared at Yu Meng and knocked on the table twice.

Yu Meng took out her mobile phone, opened the memo and began to read, "All the shares of Yu Dacheng's listed companies in China, the headquarter company established by the Liang family in London, and a connected trade chain."

He raised his head, "These are all what you want, right?"

Kang Suinian smiled, and the smile lines at the corners of his eyes finally matched his current age, "It is indeed what I want, why, can you give it to me?"

Yu Meng said slowly, "Good things, the process of getting them is definitely not easy, I need time." He analyzed slowly, "If you come by yourself, it will take at least seven years to get them all, but with me Help, it will be different, I can reduce your time by two years, and within four to five years, it must be yours."

Kang Suinian narrowed his eyes, "A verbal promise?"

Yu Meng shook his head, "Of course not, I have something here that can open a fuse for you. Once it works, you have to help me." He took out a clip from the big bag he was carrying, and inside With a piece of paper between them, "This is a report document, you can take a look at it."

Kang Suinian took it, glanced at it, and his mood didn't fluctuate.

After roughly reading it, he put the document on the table, and his attitude changed qualitatively, "If you give me such an important thing, you are not afraid that I will give it to Yu Dacheng in a blink of an eye? After all, we have been good brothers for many years, so he can rest assured. I handed you over to me, are you not worried at all?"

Yu Meng frowned impatiently, "Don't talk nonsense, it's just a matter of whether the transaction can be established."

Kang Suinian laughed in a low voice, "Yes, of course." He stood up and walked in front of Yu Meng, with a breath like a poisonous snake spreading around, he said, "You are very smart, since you were a child, just because I know you, so You can't trust with all your heart, if something makes you feel uncomfortable, remember to tell me."

Yu Meng was quite speechless at his pretending fake gentleman, he nodded in disgust, "Yes."

"Then tell me, what do you want." Sitting next to him, Kang Suian asked softly.

"First, let my grandfather live in Hualai Manor without anyone disturbing him." Yu Meng took a sip and continued, "Second, give me an interview letter from PO Orchestra as soon as possible."

Kang Suinian approached, "I can send you in directly."

Yu Meng shook her head, "If you pass the interview, you will have more opportunities. If you enter through the back door, you will be marginalized. If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense."

Kang Suinian, who has never heard anyone dare to swear in his ear for 35 years: "..."

This little leopard always makes people's interest in him fall in a straight line.

Kang Suinian, who has always been noble and elegant, consciously distanced himself from him, had no interest, and drove away directly, "Okay, I agree, I will help you with your father's side, do whatever you want, and Uncle Nian will help you."

Yu Meng rolled her eyes, got up and left.

Once Kang Suinian has nothing of value in his hands, it is simply impossible to ask him for help.

Even in the past, he was the only one who had kindness towards Yu Meng.

But they are also very clear that this kindness is only because Yu Meng can't pose any threat.

Kang Suinian just treats him like a poor, miserable, outcast weakling.

So he squeezed out a little bit of his conscience and gave it to Yu Meng.

Speaking of Yuanyuan, he can be regarded as half a teacher and parent.

No one cares about Yu Meng in her childhood, and she grew up with him most of the time.

He and Condon have been taught by him for five full years, and they haven't grown crooked. It's really God's mercy.

After Yu Meng left, Kang Suinian picked up the phone and gave an order slowly.

"Our second young master is about to start fighting when he comes back. You should take care of him and avoid any danger." The other end of the phone replied, "Well, I know, keep him safe."

Kang Suinian didn't seem to be able to hold back, he just laughed out loud, "Are you stupid, I'm telling you to be safe."

The other guy was silent for a moment, "I'm wearing a bulletproof vest."

Yu Meng left.

Quietly, yet shocked again.

It took weeks for anyone to realize that he was really gone.

I don't even know where I went.

Gu Sanyu also sent a message saying that he would withdraw temporarily. This situation made Jian Tianzhen and Zhou Xiaoyang even more panicked.

The only remaining members of the Wufu band, except for Ao Ge, all bowed their heads, mourning to the center of the earth.

Ao Ge was fine. Ever since he saw the box left by Yu Meng, he actively arranged the performance time and showed unprecedented enthusiasm.

Every day belongs to him to live to the fullest.

Send Ao Xiaodi to school, then go to the flying hall to earn extra money, and then go to the red house to rehearse.

After the row, Ao Xiaodi went to the hospital.

The whole person became less talkative, mainly because he was busy.

As for the indicators of the band members, he didn't take care of them, and left the full authority to Jane naively.

This guy has a criminal record. After all, it was through him that Lin Zhiwen joined the team and became the lead singer. This time, the heavy responsibility fell on his shoulders.

Jane was naive and serious.

He supported the arms of Zhou Xiaoyang and Xie Ben, with a serious expression and a serious tone, "This time, we must find a very, very, very perfect keyboard to temporarily take over Sanyu's work." He turned to look at the two, " Are you confident?"

Zhou Xiaoyang: "..."

Xie Ben: "...is there?"

Jane naively roared, "Speak up! Are there any!"

Zhou Xiaoyang: "Yes!"

Xie Ben: "Yes!"

On the day of the interview, they directly set up a table in the Red House, which was well-designed and waited for the applicants to come over.

There are too many things to test. After all, you are looking for the best one, and the requirements must be high but not low.

Three non-professional assessors got ready and sat upright.

His eyes were fixed on the door.

Two hours have passed.

No one is empty.

The three of them stared at Qiushui and became Wangfushi.

Finally, a figure appeared.

He is not tall, but has a well-proportioned figure. He is wearing a well-proportioned white shirt and jeans, full of bookish flavor.

The boy with gentle brows and eyes smiling like crescent moons waved his hands towards the three of them.

"Hello, I'm here to apply for a keyboard player." His eyes were clear, and after a long time watching them could arouse people's desire for protection, and his voice was even more soothing and pleasant.

He said, "My name is Yu Fangqiao."

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Do you still remember Mr. Dreamer that Ao Ge sang to Yu Meng?

Heck, let me sprinkle sugar

Ask a little brother to sing that nursery rhyme

Please judge the attack and reception

(He thinks he's aggressive)

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