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Ting Lang walked up to An Xiaojing and sat down. He smiled and handed a glass of drink to An Xiaojing, and said, "You sang very well just now. I didn't expect that you are not only good at acting, but also good at singing, isn't it everyone? All actors must be versatile, right?"

An Xiaojing smiled a little embarrassedly, "No, I just sang nonsense. Some songs can be sung better, and some songs can't be listened to at all."

"But you sang really well just now, do you want us to sing together?"

"of course can."

Ting Lang ordered the song "Mr. Elegant". Although An Xiaojing had heard this song, he didn't know how to sing it very well, so he sang along with Ting Lang's rhythm the whole time.

After singing a song, An Xiaojing immediately praised: "Your singing skills are very professional, and you are so handsome. If you become a singer, you will definitely become popular."

Ting Lang lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, "I'm overwhelmed, I don't have the material to be a singer, I can only be an assistant for Jin Yu or something."

"I'm not exaggerating. I really think that your singing skills are similar to some singers I know. In addition to your appearance, if you are packaged by a brokerage company, you will definitely be popular all over the world."

"I'm so happy to be praised so much by you. Why don't we leave a call to each other? Maybe we can become good friends in the future."

"Okay, we can also add VX to each other."

After An Xiaojing and Ting Lang exchanged phone calls and added VX to each other, they sang a song "Bach's Old Testament" together. An Xiaojing has heard and sung this song many times, so it is not impossible to follow The rhythm of Shangtinglang.

After singing, An Xiaojing and Ting Lang came to sit in the corner of the private room. While eating fruit, they chatted about the relationship between An Xiaojing and Yan Wujing.

Ting Lang crossed Erlang's legs and held a piece of watermelon with a toothpick in his hand. He asked, "Brother An, how did you and Zong Yan know each other?"

An Xiaojing frowned and thought for a while, recalling the scene when he first met Yan Wujing, he suddenly smiled and said: "At that time, I just won the best actor award, and I accidentally got drunk at a party, and then I got drunk by him Save it, we got to know each other back and forth like this."

"That's really dramatic, just like in a TV show."

"What about you? How did you meet Jin Yu?"

Ting Lang froze for a moment when he ate the watermelon, and asked with a smile: "How do you know that Jin Yu and I..."

"The way he looks at you, I think it's like the way a man looks at his lover. He should love you very much."

Ting Lang lowered his eyes and nodded, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean to gossip. Since you don't want to make it public, don't worry, I won't talk about your relationship with Jinyu."

An Xiaojing was worried that Ting Lang would misunderstand him, so he hurriedly explained.

"It's okay, if you know it, you know it, anyway, I have something to do with Jin Yu."

An Xiaojing didn't understand now, so he asked curiously: "Since you are already with Jinyu, why don't you disclose your relationship? Are you worried about something?"

"There is indeed a reason, but I don't want to say this reason."

"It's okay. If you don't tell me, I won't force you to say it. As a friend, you don't necessarily have to know everything."

"Thank you."

"Thanks for what I did, I did nothing."

Ting Lang sighed softly, glanced lightly at Jin Yu who was not far away from the corner of his eyes, and said softly to An Xiaojing: "My family and Jin Yu's family is very different, maybe we will break up in the future, so there is no It is necessary to make it public, so that we will be separated in the future, which is good for everyone.”

"This……"

An Xiaojing wanted to comfort him, but when he saw Ting Lang bowed his head, he couldn't say a word when he was on the verge of speaking.

At this time, Jin Yu walked to Ting Lang's side, put his arms around Ting Lang's waist and asked with concern: "Baby, what's the matter? Are you sleepy? How about we go home?"

Ting Lang glanced at Yan Wujing and the others, and asked with some embarrassment: "But it seems that they haven't finished talking with you, so why don't we just leave?"

"Things are almost done. Xiao Ji and He knew they were going home, so I don't want to drink with that single dog Xie Wenxuan here."

After all, Yan Wujing also came over, he pushed An Xiaojing's wheelchair and said to Jin Yu: "Mr. Jin, we will talk about it in detail another day."

"Okay, President Yan is planning to go back?"

"Ah."

An Xiaojing raised his eyes and glanced at Yan Wujing, Yan Wujing smiled and stretched out his hand to hold his palm, and the two of them held hands in public like a dog abused to show off their affection.

Xiao Ji left first with Mingzhi in his arms, and then Jin Yu left with Ting Lang in his arms.

Yan Wujing pushed An Xiaojing, and when he passed by Xie Wenxuan, he said, "Drink less, no one cares when you're drunk."

Xie Wenxuan rolled his eyes at Yan Wujing, waved his hands, and urged: "If you want to go, go quickly, why are you blocking my eyes here? One by one stimulates me in pairs, and I will find a partner tomorrow. kill you."

"Good luck."

"cut!"

An Xiaojing couldn't help laughing out at Xie Wenxuan's little eye-rolling expression, but fortunately he was restrained behind him, otherwise he would lose the burden of being an idol.