[Deyun Society] Zhou Jiuliang, a sweet cake in the world

Two hours before the opening of the last performance of the Seventh Changchun show, Ling Anan led a group of actors backstage to play Werewolf.

"Come, come, draw lots." Ling Anan wrote eight pieces of paper and put them on the table, "Three commoners, one judge, two werewolves, one prophet and one witch, what you draw is nothing."

"Who is the judge?" He Jiuhua glanced at his note, and walked away to Shang Jiuxi, who was stretching his neck to peek, "Sit down."

"I am, I am." Ling Anan spread out her note and gave them a look.

"Let's get started." Qin Kaixuan clutched the note eager to try, especially excited, "Hurry up, hurry up."

Ling An rolled Qin Kaixuan's eyes, cleared his throat, "Please close your eyes when it's getting dark."

"Wolfman, please open your eyes."

Zhou Jiuliang and He Jiuhua opened their eyes almost at the same time, looked around and they met eyes.

"Werewolf, please kill."

Zhou Jiuliang pointed to Qin Kaixuan, and He Jiuhua pointed to Meng Hetang. The two looked at each other and pointed at the person the other was pointing at the same time.

Zhou Jiuliang: ...

He Jiuhua: ...

"Cough." Ling Anan almost couldn't hold back his joy, "The werewolf please agree."

Zhou Jiuliang and He Jiuhua looked at each other, and exchanged glances that Ling Anan didn't understand, then He Jiuhua pointed to himself, and Zhou Jiuliang pointed to He Jiuhua.

"Werewolf, please close your eyes." Ling Anan raised his eyebrows, the two of them were playing tricks.

"Prophet please open your eyes."

Qin Kaixuan looked at Ling An'an with half-closed eyes, and raised his hand tremblingly.

"The prophet please test the person."

Qin Kaixuan pointed at Sun Jiufang.

"This is the good guy." Ling Anan raised his thumb up, and then pointed his thumb down again, "This is the bad guy."

"He is this." Ling Anan pointed her thumb up.

Qin Kaixuan made an ok gesture, and then closed his eyes.

"Prophet, please close your eyes."

"Witch, please open your eyes."

Meng Hetang opened his eyes cautiously, he felt that he was in danger.

"You have a bottle of antidote." Ling Anan turned his thumb up, and then turned his thumb down again, "This is poison."

"He died last night, the witch chooses to save or kill." Ling Anan pointed at He Jiuhua

Meng Hetang pointed his thumb up, which means saving lives.

"Witch, please close your eyes." Ling Anan nodded, "It's dawn, last night was Christmas Eve."

The seven people opened their eyes, looked at each other, and then all their eyes were on Ling Anan.

"Player No. [-], please speak." Ling Anan leaned on the sofa, leisurely eating the small cake that Zhou Jiuliang handed to his mouth.

"Cough." He Jiuhua coughed, and combed his bangs slightly with his right hand. "No one died on the first night, and there were few clues. I blindly voted for Guo Xiaohan."

Guo Xiaohan: ...? ? ?

"Player No. [-], please speak." Ling Anan raised his hand and stuffed the cigarette case on the table into Guo Xiaohan's mouth, preventing Guo Xiaohan from speaking, "You are not allowed to speak until you are called."

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! !

"emmmmm." Meng Hetang bit his finger, "I'm a witch, I saved Jiuhua yesterday, Jiuhua is definitely not a werewolf, I'll vote for Sun Jiufang."

"Guo Xiaohan, Sun Jiufang, one person, one vote." Ling Anan yawned. He felt that the five of them could play together, but He Jiuhua and Zhou Jiuliang could play together. "Player number three, please speak."

"I'm a prophet!!" Qin Kaixuan looked at Meng Hetang, his eyes glowed, "I've verified that Sun Jiufang is a good person! So I think Brother Meng is a werewolf, so I vote for Brother Meng."

"..." Ling Anan felt that she shouldn't be leading them to play Werewolf. This guy's few words made him say that he was a prophet or witch, "Player No. [-] speaks."

"I'm wronged!" Guo Xiaohan was about to cry, "I'm a commoner! I'm a commoner."

"..." Ling Anan covered her face, "Then who are you voting for?"

"He Jiuhua!!!" Guo Xiaohan's small eyes were full of sadness.

"..." Ling Anan was startled by Guo Xiaohan, and goosebumps arose. "Player No. [-], please speak."

"Ah, I vote for Brother Meng." Sun Jiufang chuckled, "Brother Meng got two votes, Brother Meng."

"Player No. [-] speaks~" Ling Anan suddenly felt sorry for these five people, and He Jiuhua and Zhou Jiuliang rubbed their IQs on the ground.

"I definitely can't vote for my partner." Shang Jiuxi thought for a while, "Since Brother Meng already has two votes, I'm giving Brother Meng one vote, right?"

"Thank you first." Meng Hetang couldn't help but say, "I'm a witch, a witch!!"

"Brother Meng, you can't talk." Zhou Jiuliang stuffed a cake and gave it to Meng Hetang, "Is it my turn?"

"Player No. [-] speaks~"

"I vote for Brother Meng~" Zhou Jiuliang laughed so hard that he couldn't see his eyes, "it doesn't matter if you vote more or less."

Meng Hetang: ...I am really a witch! ! !

"Brother Meng, give me the note." Ling Anan reached out and took Meng Hetang's note, "Please close your eyes when it gets dark."

"Wolfman, please open your eyes."

"Werewolf, please kill."

Zhou Jiuliang and He Jiuhua pointed at Qin Kaixuan who blew himself up.

"Wolfman, please close your eyes."

"Prophet please open your eyes."

Qin Kaixuan, who didn't know that he had been killed by a werewolf, opened his eyes and pointed at Zhou Jiuliang.

"This is the good guy." Ling Anan raised his thumb up, and then pointed his thumb down again, "This is the bad guy."

"He is this." Ling Anan thumbs down, sighing inwardly.

"Prophet, please close your eyes."

"Witch, please open your eyes."

"You have a bottle of poison, do you want to use it?"

"Witch, please close your eyes."

"Dawn, it was Qin Kaixuan who died yesterday."

"???" Qin Kaixuan was a little confused, "I'm a prophet and I'm dead???"

"You talk nonsense about your own identity, if a werewolf doesn't kill you, who will you kill?" Ling Anan rolled her eyes, and then suddenly realized that she shouldn't have said this sentence, "The player speaks, don't talk."

After a round, He Jiuhua and Zhou Jiuliang and the three civilians with the rhythm band killed each other, and the werewolf won.

"!??" Meng Hetang looked like he could still play like this, "wasting my antidote???"

"It's a routine." He Jiuhua obviously felt that their not-so-bright Yazi "make a move."

"I still don't believe me." Qin Kaixuan rolled up his sleeves, apparently unconvinced by his IQ being rubbed against. "Come on, come on!"

It can be called a black hole in the game, the one who always loses is Qin Kaixuan, and the one who is always unconvinced is Qin Kaixuan, which makes him a werewolf.

"Player No. [-], please speak." Ling Anan felt that Qin Kaixuan was almost lost in joy.

"Cough." Qin Kaixuan tried his best to suppress his upturned face, "I'm a good guy...no, no, I'm a good guy!!! Nice guy!!!"

"...??" Ling Anan was stunned, and he could still say "a horse... puff hahahahaha."

Qin Kaixuan shouted violently that I am a good person, and the other seven people couldn't help laughing.

"Qin Kaixuan, you have such an IQ." Ling Anan burst into tears, "You have changed your height and appearance."

"Should I thank you for praising me for looking good?" Qin Kaixuan leaned against the corner and was a little self-closing.

"Grow mushrooms, you." Ling Anan rolled his eyes, "I'm going to change my clothes."

"Thank you for coming to Changchun Deyun Club to watch the performance of Deyun Seventh Team." Ling Anan stood on the stage gracefully in Hanfu, "Please enjoy the cross talk "Selling Clothes" performer Sun Jiufang Guo Xiaohan, applause is welcome."

There are five performances today, and Ling An'an has been on stage six times in total. Except for the first time, every time he went backstage, he carried a bunch of presents backstage.

"Tsk, do you think Mr. Guo still accepts female apprentices?" Ling Anan smacked her lips, "I always think it's not good for me to just accept gifts."

"You will come back later." Qin Kaixuan knocked on the melon seeds and leaned against the wall, "The big west chamber you sang last time was also very good."

"Come on." Ling Anan shook her head, "With my little singing skills, I'm afraid Teacher Guo will beat me to death again."

"Okay." Qin Kaixuan put the melon seeds in Sun Jiuxiang's hands, "Brother Meng and Zhou Jiuliang are almost done."

"Just bully Jiuxiang." Ling Anan rolled his eyes and kicked Qin Kaixuan, "Brother Jiuxiang, don't spoil him all the time."

"It's okay." Sun Jiuxiang waved his hand, "It's right to take care of a stupid son who has lost his mind."

"Pfft, cough, cough..." Ling An nearly spewed water out in joy, "It makes sense."

Hearing that Brother Meng and Jiu Liang were about to finish their work, Ling Anan took a look and got up to stop him.

After Meng Hetang and Zhou Jiuliang finished speaking and bowed, Ling Anan came out from the side and stopped them.

"Today is our last show in Changchun." Meng Hetang took a breath, "Come up, come up and sing a song or something."

Hearing Meng Hetang's yell, all the seven teams participating in today's performance came on stage, and Ling Anan showed them with his mobile phone on the side screen.

These guys are flying in the early morning.

The audience below the stage were all familiar with the seventh team, some called Qin Kaixuan to sing, some called Shang Jiuxi to sing, and the most wanted to hear Meng Hetang sing.

"Okay." After a long time of yelling, Meng Hetang heard clearly what the servants asked him to sing. "We will sing together. We will fly to Beijing in the early morning."

"The key is that there is a girl waiting." Zhou Jiuliang left his profile to the audience, his eyes seemed to be looking at Brother Meng, but actually at his girlfriend.

"Come on, come on, the girl is coming up too." Looking at Zhou Jiuliang, who was eager to rush over to hug his girlfriend and kiss her, he motioned for He Jiuhua to be pulled out by Ling Anan, "Does Ling Anan know?"

"younger sister!"

"Little Fairy!"

Ever since Ling An'an showed up at Tianqiao'er on Meng Hetang's birthday last time, some people called her Little Fairy, and some of Meng Hetang's girlfriend fans called her sister.

"Why am I here?" Ling Anan couldn't laugh or cry, "I don't sing well either."

"Nice!"

Before Meng Hetang and Zhou Jiuliang could comfort Ling Anan, the audience below started blowing Ling Anan's rainbow farts.

"Come one, come one!"

"You come as soon as you say?" Meng Hetang suddenly began to snark, "Does my sister not want face? Do I not want face?"

"Do you have face?" Zhou Yiyu said to death Liang pouted his brother Meng online.

"Say it first, don't tell Teacher Guo if you sing badly." Ling Anan covered her face, "I'm afraid Teacher Guo will kill me."

"It's okay." Meng Hetang ignored Zhou Jiuliang who was poking at him with all his strength, "It's not like the Deyun club beats people twice in a while, right?"

"Okay, let's sing quickly." Zhou Jiuliang took off the microphone, and secretly moved it to Ling An'an's side. "An'an sang the lyrics of Taiping for the first time. Please bear with me if she doesn't sing well."

"The beautiful scenery of Hangzhou is unparalleled in the world, and the fragrance of exotic flowers and grasses on the shore of West Lake in four seasons."

"In the spring, you can visit the Su Causeway with peach blossoms and willows, and in summer, you can enjoy the lotus flowers covering the pond."

"In autumn, the bright moon is like clear water, and in winter, the mountains are covered with snow."

Ling Anan looked at the audience below who were singing with them with the lights on, and a ripple flashed in his mind.

Standing tall in the hall of laughter, surrounded by beloved people.