Male Ming sing and his shit shoveling officer

At the end of the year, the housekeeping aunts did not come every day, so Zhao Kaile had to do the housework by himself.

At night, he didn't even eat at the same table with Zhanhang, and he came over slowly wearing an apron to clear the table after they finished eating.

Zhanhang moved his body a few times, kneaded the paper towel into a ball, and threw it like a shooting basket. The paper ball made a sound, accurately, and hit the back of Zhao Kaile's head.

Zhao Kaile exploded in an instant, picked up the ball of paper and wanted to throw it back, but his strength was so light that the ball of paper towel just fell to the floor without any damage.

"........"

Zhanhang was overjoyed: "You really don't want to talk to me? You're not very young, and you have a lot of temper."

Zhao Kaile turned back expressionlessly and continued to clean up the dishes.

Zhanhang nodded in resignation, bent over to pick up the ball of paper, threw it into the trash can, then sat lazily on the sofa, sighed, and said embarrassingly: "Hey... I don’t know who these two tickets are for, who will go to Zhang Wenqian’s concert after Chinese New Year.”

Zhao Kaile's ears moved, but his body stubbornly froze in place, unmoving.

Zhan Hang propped his chin, and said distressedly: "On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, it will only take a day or two...or I will leave it to others."

At the dining table, Zhao Kaile's heart was at war between heaven and man, and the two voices were inseparable. However, his love for the goddess was too strong. After all, he couldn't resist the temptation of tickets and gave in.

"You, why do you have tickets to her concert?" Zhao Kaile asked in a low voice, swiping her fingers on the table a few times.

Zhanhang picked his ear, but there was no response.

Zhao Kaile turned around: "Hey!"

Zhanhang glanced at him, "Oh, are you talking to me?"

Zhao Kaile: "..."

Zhanhang wanted to laugh when he saw his expression. He almost failed, but held back, and said coolly: "Of course she gave it to me, let me join in the show. It's normal for us to give two tickets for our friendship." .”

In fact, Zhang Wenqian sent two cards, which originally belonged to Zhao Kaile, but now it happened to be used by Zhan Hang as a bargaining chip.

Zhao Kaile said dryly: "If you don't want to go...you can give it to me."

"You really want it, don't you?" Zhanhang folded his arms and squinted his eyes slightly to look at him.

Zhao Kaile said confidently, "I really want it."

"You're quite arrogant." Zhan Hang said, "Now you know you're waiting to see me?"

Holding a pair of chopsticks in his hand, Zhao Kaile was still very angry: "You were the one who contradicted what you said first!"

Zhanhang took out two tickets from his pocket, held them between his fingers, and shook them lightly at him.

Seeing this, Zhao Kaile was not so angry again, and said calmly: "But if you are willing to exchange tickets, I will pretend that this incident never happened."

Zhanhang motioned to tilt his head, and he came to get it by himself, Zhao Kaile's eyes widened slightly, as if he was surprised that he was so easy to talk, then put down his chopsticks, and wiped his hands on the apron.However, when he pinched the ticket with his fingers, Zhanhang did not let go.

Zhao Kaile: ".....Have you repented yet?"

Zhan Hang shook his head, and said slowly: "Someone gave you a gift, shouldn't you say something?"

Zhao Kaile reluctantly said, "Thank you!"

"You're welcome." Zhanhang replied politely, then let go of his hand, and leaned back on the sofa in a leisurely manner.

Zhao Kaile got the tickets, happily sat aside, bowed his head and carefully wrote down the time, place and seat number, and found that the seat of the ticket sounded good, it was very near the front, it was considered a VIP treatment.He was very happy, his anger was gone, and he thought it was really good. It’s good to be an assistant to a male star. When he was free, he could visit the goddess’ class, watch the goddess’ concert, and even leave when he was dreaming. The goddess is getting closer, hehehe.

Zhanhang looked at his expression from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, then stood up as a cover-up, straightened his coat, and went to exercise on the treadmill.

Zhang Wenqian was born in singing and dancing idols. Although her acting skills are mediocre, she has strong professional ability and is also very serious in filming. It is recognized in the circle, so she is a rare young flower among idols turned actors who is favored by big shots. .

On the day of the concert, the venue with 5000 people was packed to the brim. Zhao Kaile was originally afraid that Zhan Hang would be recognized by people sitting in such a conspicuous place, but when the crowd was excited, everyone screamed and crowded around and fought in the audience. Ruined.

Zhanhang said disdainfully: "What are you thinking? There are security guards, so how can there be so many brain fans."

Zhao Kaile is still worried: "Why don't you wear a wig and pretend to be a girl, if you don't have any brain fans, what if there are black fans? Take an egg and potato or something in your hand."

Zhanhang: "......"

Of course, this proposal would not be accepted by Zhanhang, he was still wearing his usual casual winter clothes, passing the crowd arrogantly.

Before the concert started, Zhanhang took Zhao Kaile to the backstage to cheer for Zhang Wenqian.

Zhang Wenqian is going to wear a short off-shoulder red skirt with Christmas elements for her first song. She has long, light brown hair with slightly curled tips, lazily draped over her shoulders, and a big bow on the top of her hair. It exudes a sweet and lovely atmosphere.

Zhao Kaile fell into a crush at a glance, and stood there holding his heart with emotion.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Wenqian saw the two of them in the makeup mirror, and said in surprise, "Can't find a place?"

Zhanhang and Zhang Wenqian's team are already very familiar, Gu Zi sat down beside him: "No, this kid is clamoring to come and see you, so I had to bring him here first."

Zhao Kaile looked at him in shock: "...I didn't!"

Zhang Wenqian licked her lipstick and laughed: "Kai Le, when can I read your new work? It seems that you haven't started writing for a long time."

"It will be there soon." Zhao Kaile was approached by her, and his mouth was dry nervously: "I, I, I..."

Zhan Hang propped his chin, with a teasing look on his face: "Why are great writers so ashamed?"

Zhao Kaile: "..."

Others in the room also looked at him curiously, and a gossip asked, "Are you a screenwriter? New to the industry?"

One person joked again: "Brother Hang, you even brought your own screenwriter."

"Little handsome guy is amazing, do you have any works?"

Several people chattered, Zhao Kaile was scrutinized by many eyes together, and he was even more speechless. He regretted coming here with Zhanhang for a while, so he couldn't help but move behind him. "I'm not a screenwriter, hehehe." He smirked at everyone, and said unlovingly, "I'm Brother Hang's assistant, a hobby, hehehe."

"Everyone is teasing you... It's alright, don't talk about him anymore. How are you preparing?" Zhanhang stopped the topic and asked Zhang Wenqian: "I just came out of the group, and I'm going to continue talking again." Two concerts."

Zhang Wenqian didn't show any signs of fatigue, she just made an OK gesture: "fine."

Zhao Kaile asked worriedly: "It's cold outside, are your clothes so cool today?"

"It's okay." Zhang Wenqian bent her arms and acted like a strongman: "Singing and dancing, it will heat up in a while, I'm not afraid of the cold." After speaking, she first laughed boldly, not treating Zhao Kaile as an outsider at all, almost A makeup assistant suddenly giggled.

Zhao Kaile's face was messed up in the wind.

Zhan Hang showed sympathy, and said sincerely: "Don't doubt, this is the true face of your goddess."

Zhang Wenqian's female assistant brought water for the two of them, and they chatted for a while. The executive manager knocked on the door with a dozen flow sheets. Seeing Zhan Hang was also surprised. After saying hello, he urged everyone: "There are still 10 minutes, Wen Qian, protect your throat, don't talk too much, take a break."

Zhanhang knew that he should leave when he heard the words, so he smiled at everyone and raised his eyebrows at Zhang Wenqian: "Come on."

"I want to ask you for help later, don't refuse." Zhang Wenqian held out her hand rudely.

Zhanhang bent down and politely kissed the back of her hand: "My pleasure."

After speaking, he put on his sunglasses, and led Zhao Kaile out leisurely, leaving envious admiration behind him.

There were screams in the auditorium, and the three words Zhang Wenqian continued to echo in the huge venue, which was deafening. Numerous light signs and fluorescent sticks waved in the dim light, constantly pushing the atmosphere of anticipation to a higher peak.

Zhanhang is already familiar with this kind of atmosphere. He usually likes to listen to rock and roll, and he is in a good mood, so he doesn't feel disgusted. He just leans calmly on the seat and crosses his legs.Zhao Kaile was not so calm. He had only watched the live video of Zhang Wenqian's concert on the Internet before, and he never expected that the volume would be so exaggerated when sitting in such a front seat.

He covered his ears for a while to get used to it, then leaned over and asked Zhan Hang, "What can Zhang Wenqian ask you to do?"

Zhan Hang yelled in his ear, "Speak up!"

"......" Zhao Kaile was almost deaf, and it took him a long time to recover, and he pressed it to his ear, repeating: "What help does Zhang Wenqian ask you to do!"

Zhanhang didn't want to yell anymore, because it seemed really stupid to communicate like this, so he took out his mobile phone and typed it for him.

Zhao Kaile leaned over to look, and saw him writing in the chat box - impromptu duet, or backup dance.

After watching Zhao Kaile, he was a little surprised. He originally thought that this special guest should have a rehearsal before he came, but he didn't expect it to be impromptu.Then he glanced up and found that Zhanhang's WeChat note to himself was actually an emoji expression pattern, which looked like a plant, but Zhanhang blocked it before he could see it clearly.

The two looked at each other for a moment, Zhanhang made a beating gesture, and Zhao Kaile obediently leaned back to his seat.

In the arena, the artificial heartbeat sounded around, and the audience counted down.

Much anticipated, Zhang Wenqian finally made her grand debut from the gorgeous elevator in the center of the stage!

Several streams of white smoke spewed out at the same time. She held the microphone in her hand and pointed to the front. As soon as she opened her voice, the whole audience boiled again like chicken blood!

As if listening to Xianle's ears, Zhao Kaile buzzed in his head, and immediately forgot all the unpleasantness before, and started to shout like all the fans in the audience, and the screams of the crowd were about to blow over the roof.