Entertainment: The path of superstars from yearning

After the broadcast of Meng Feibai’s talk show, Yulun finally calmed down as much as possible.
The speech that tied up the national sentiment also disappeared.
Only then did Meng Feibai heave a sigh of relief, and he also relaxed.
Just waiting for the New Year’s Eve party and Spring Festival Gala performances.
“Hey brother, come out and have fun! I have signed several anchors. They sing well and look beautiful. If you are interested, you can bring it into the entertainment industry!” Wang Xiaocong called and said.
Meng Feibai was stunned for two seconds with a cold expression, and then: “Get lost!”
Wang Xiaocong: “Ah? What…”
Beep beep…
“Who is it?” Yu Lei walked over and asked.
Meng Feibai was currently in his underpants, preparing for the New Year’s Eve party.
As a result, Wang Xiaocong called to tell him to go out and have fun, and even said that he was playing a female anchor. Do you want to be so blatant?
Meng Feibai: “A friend! He asked me to go out to play.”
Fortunately, Meng Feibai’s cell phone is not loud, and he doesn’t have the habit of answering the phone hands-free, otherwise it would be a bit embarrassing.
Yu Lei asked: “Are you going to the National Treasure Concert after the Chinese New Year?”
Meng Feibai said: “Of course I have to go, anyway, I’m also the chief planner!”
Of course he will go to the concert at 19. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to pretend to be cool, so you can’t miss it.
. . . . . .
“Hey! Where are you? I’ll be right over!” Meng Feibai called Wang Xiaocong for a big underpants.
Wang Xiaocong was stunned: “Aren’t you saying you can’t come?”
Meng Fei cursed in vain: “Fart, when will I stop talking? I just let you go.”
Wang Xiaocong: “…”
“Stop talking nonsense and give me the address.”
“It’s in my private club, singing!”
Meng Feibai nodded: “Okay, I’ll come right over. You, don’t call me when I’m busy and talk about female anchors.”
Wang Xiaocong wanted to cry but had no tears: “How did I know you were busy? What are you busy with?”
Meng Feibai: “I’m at CCTV! I’m busy with the New Year’s Eve party.”
“Damn it!” Wang Xiaocong yelled, “Brother, you are amazing! When will you take me…”
Beep beep…
“Damn, hung up on my phone again.” Wang Xiaocong dropped the phone, scaring her so much that she hugged the internet celebrity girl and dared not sing.
Wang Xiaocong looked at the girl: “I didn’t talk about you, I sang about you.”
He looked again, Zhou Mingcong said with a tangled face, “Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou!”
Zhou Mingcong raised his head: “What’s wrong?”
Wang Xiaocong: “Are you unhappy? Why don’t you play?”
Zhou Mingcong asked in confusion: “Are there any female live broadcasters over 35 years old here?”
“Ahem…” Wang Xiaocong was so frightened that he almost choked to death.
. . . . . .
Meng Feibai came to Wang Xiaocong’s private club and walked into the box. The beating melody made him uncomfortable again.
He doesn’t like the atmosphere of KTV at all.
“Here comes brother!” Wang Xiaocong stood up and sat down with Meng Feibai.
Then he put his arms around a girl with an internet celebrity face, pointed to the girl next to Meng Feibai and said, “That’s for you.”
Meng Feibai looked at that girl, then at Wang Xiaocong, and said angrily, “What’s left for me? You should choose the dishes?”
Then he looked at Zhou Mingcong who had a loveless face and said, “What’s his situation?”
Wang Xiaocong said helplessly: “Brother Zhou’s taste is really unique, and none of the female anchors I signed up with are qualified.”
Meng Feibai wondered: “What kind of taste does he have… Oh forget it, I get it, he doesn’t like young people.”
Wang Xiaocong clapped his hands: “You still know him.”
“Mr. Xiao Meng~!”
The girl sitting next to Meng Feibai was a bit shy, but as an old acquaintance of Meng Feibai, this girl was not shy.
Rita waited for a long time to see Meng Feibai goodbye, and when she saw Meng Feibai, she rushed forward immediately.
Meng Feibai then smiled and said, “Is that so? Are you more impatient than me?”
As for the girl next to Meng Feibai, her name is Zhou Zhouke, a graduate of Yanjing’s modern music training student. She said that she is a game anchor, but she is actually good at singing.
“Mr. Xiao Meng, you… I’ll order a song, and I’ll sing it to you, okay?” Zhou Ke said shyly to Meng Feibai.
Wang Xiaocong immediately said, “Hey~! That’s right, Er Ke graduated from the Conservatory of Music. Let’s sing one.”
Meng Feibai nodded and said: “You asked me, I can’t remember it, you can sing whatever you want!”
On Tuesday, Ke ordered the song “Room”
The singing skills from professional colleges are different, and they are almost catching up with hexagonal fighters like Meng Feibai.
However, his breath was too short. Meng Feibai heard the sound of breathing countless times from the beginning to the end.
It seems that this girl’s physical fitness is not very good, and she needs to strengthen her training.
“Singing so-so, don’t be angry, Mr. Xiao Meng.” Zhou Ke stuck out his tongue and said a little embarrassedly.
Meng Fei smiled and said, “You sing well, but there are some flaws in some places. Let me guide you individually.”
“Ah~! Mr. Xiao Meng, what about me? Don’t you want me?” Rita, who was still in Meng Feibai’s arms, was unhappy, and launched a coquettish offensive towards Meng Feibai.Meng Feibai smiled at her and said, “You? You are also together! My class is free.”
Embracing the left and the right is nothing more than that, Meng Feibai hugged a girl with one arm.
The most exaggerated thing is that this guy is actually teaching Zhou Ke to sing in a serious manner.
“So you must control your breath well. When you speak, your waist expands…” As he spoke, he touched Zhou Ke’s lower back.
Um… down…
In terms of figure, Rita is better, but Er Ke obviously follows a cute style.
For the first time, Meng Feibai drank some beer. That’s right, he only drank a little bit of beer.
Then Rita’s eye drama became blurred.
. . . . . .
“Then what… I’ll take them to the next door, I’ll leave it to you!” Wang Xiaocong immediately put his arms around the two internet celebrity girls and went to the next door.
Zhou Mingcong left an hour ago because he didn’t have any food for him.
“Then…then I’ll go out too!” Tuesday Ke blushed and prepared to go out.
“Hey~!” Meng Feibai yelled.
Miss Rita was very kind, she reached out and grabbed Zhou Ke, and pulled her to Meng Feibai’s side.
Meng Feibai looked at Ke Zhou, and said with a smile, “Didn’t you say you’re going to class? You’re not going to class?”
“I… woo…”
Before Er Ke could react, Meng Feibai blocked him with his mouth.
And looking at Rita who was squatting on the ground, she worked even harder. .