Chapter 89 Carrying My Wife Home

With more than two hours left before the end of the event, Xie Xuan took the initiative to serve as the host, took the microphone and went on stage to give an opening speech.

Who would have thought that a big star would suddenly appear in the bar, causing the crowd to scream and cheer wildly? Xie Xuan was indeed very good at leading the atmosphere. After his opening remarks, he asked the bar manager to play the hottest and most popular song of the moment. He took off his team jacket, leaving behind the loose grey sweater underneath, and began to dance to the music.

In addition to acting, he is also very talented in street dancing. His movements are cool and handsome, and his expression management is superb. His face is so ruffian that it makes people's heart beat faster and the audience cheered wildly.

Pei Lang and Zhao He watched the deafening screams and music on the preparation stage, and after the dance they clapped along with the audience.

"Thank you, everyone. Have a good time tonight. I wish you all a pleasant night." Xie Xuan bowed and raised his head. The light shone on his face, and the sweat on his forehead shone brightly. "Then, let's invite the national husband Zhao He to play for everyone. Where is the applause?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another round of cheers from the audience.

Zhao He came on stage amid the cheers of the crowd, picked an instrument, sat down and started playing. It seemed to be a piano piece he had written before, so there was no need to worry about copyright issues. The music was pure and clear, like a spring in the mountains, flowing into people's minds with great impact.

The originally noisy bar suddenly became quiet as everyone listened to this auditory feast, until the song ended and Zhao He stood up and bowed like a gentleman, then the bar suddenly became lively again.

Not long after the break, Pei Lang stepped onto the stage under Xie Xuan's introduction.

As soon as he came on stage, everyone was shouting "Wen Yan". Pei Lang calmly chose an instrument and chose a guitar. He sat in the band's lead singer's position with the guitar in his arms and spoke through the microphone. "I'll sing a song for everyone, and also for the person I care about the most. I believe he can hear it."

Pei Lang found Yan Han's position accurately. He hid in the darkness, holding a heavy camera. Although it was far away, Pei Lang couldn't see Yan Han's eyes, but his eyes penetrated Yan Han's eyes and hit his soul. Yan Han's hand trembled, and the video he shot was a little shaky.

"A song "Nuan Nuan" for everyone."

The lights on the stage shone on Pei Lang, and everyone's attention was focused there. Pei Lang pressed the chords with his left hand and plucked the instrument with his right hand. A pleasant prelude sounded and spread to every corner of the bar through the speakers.

It's all up to you.

I'm willing to go whatever you say.

The melody of the swinging train

It can all be true

I will believe whatever you say.

Because I trust you completely

The gentle and clear voice sang a sweet song, and the opening was shocking. The melody was pleasant, the voice was wonderful, and no one believed that Pei Lang could sing. The shocking opening made everyone fall into shock.

Yan Han was concentrating on staring at his lover on the stage. Pei Lang's every move, every movement of his lips, and every word of the song expressed his love.

Because of his jealousy, Pei Lang always expressed his feelings in public. Yan Han's heart was instantly wrapped in sweetness and happiness, and his heart was hit by an indescribable emotion, boiling and hot, causing his eyes to tremble and heat uncontrollably.

Delicate love

Blanket-like thickness

The familiar sense of security after being exposed to the sun

Share Hot Soup

We have two spoons and one bowl

The left atrium is warm and full

When he sang this part, Pei Lang's smile widened and he smiled at the people in the audience. In fact, he was smiling in the direction of Yan Han, which was another blow to Yan Han's heart, causing him to almost rush up and hug his wife.

He tried to calm down, set up the camera, and told himself again and again in his heart that he was not in a hurry, because today's filming would soon be over, and he could hug his wife after the recording was finished. The singing on the stage continued, and Pei Lang's smile was so beautiful and seductive that a group of passers-by below became fans on the spot.

If the production team hadn't asked the manager to sign a confidentiality agreement after they confirmed working here, someone would have probably taken a video and posted it online by now.

I mean, you're actually pretty good.

You don't know it yourself

Really good to me

No feedback required

To love someone is to hope that he will live a better life.

Warm from the bottom of my heart

You are more important than yourself

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After singing a song, Pei Lang left the stage and Xie Xuan came on. The people below shouted for another song. Xie Xuan was trying to comfort and set the mood, but Zhao He came to Pei Lang's side unknowingly and cut off the microphones worn by himself and Pei Lang.

"Your singing voice is very familiar, you must be that person." Zhao He observed Pei Lang's expression while speaking, but he could not see anything. Pei Lang was calm and composed.

Pei Lang knew he would be exposed, and he was ready to reveal his true identity, so he neither denied nor admitted it, but kept smiling.

Zhao He also laughed. Pei Lang didn't need to say anything, he already understood. "You are very talented. Sooner or later you will become someone that others in the entertainment industry look up to."

"Thank you. I'm just doing something I like. I'll let nature take its course in the future. Brother Zhao is also very good. He performed very well just now." Pei Lang has never lost in business flattery.

They turned on and off their microphones, skipped the subject, and talked normally.

Zhao He graduated from a music college, and later crossed over to become an actor and a regular on variety shows. Because he has been involved in many fields, he pays attention to many things.

He had noticed the singer who called himself Uncle a long time ago. He liked his voice and songs very much and listened to them often. He noticed it when Pei Lang started singing a few lines, so he asked so confidently.

Pei Lang was not afraid of being exposed, and the three of them took turns to perform until the time was almost up. While Pei Lang was performing, Xie Xuan went to find the person in charge to settle his wages. The appearance fee and the commission for the drinks added up to a lot. They got 9,000 yuan for the appearance fee and more than 1,000 yuan for the drinks. Currently, they had a little over 20,000 yuan. After leaving the bar, they bought some food to fill their stomachs, and then hurried back to the hotel to gather.

Both teams completed the tasks issued by the program group and no points were deducted. The opponent received less than 20,000 yuan, losing to Pei Lang and his team by more than 1,000 yuan.

The host announced that the program team would donate more than one million yuan in their name to people in need. The filming ended here. After leaving the camera, Pei Lang relaxed immediately and went back to the room to find Lu Lu for snacks.

By the way, I asked him to pack up and prepare to go back.

When he packed up his things and walked out of the hotel with a bag of potato chips, he met other teachers. Xie Xuan asked in surprise, "Are you leaving? The program team has arranged a dinner, you don't want to eat?"

"I have something to hurry back for, so I won't be attending the dinner. Have fun, guys." Pei Lang walked in front, while Lu Lu followed behind, dragging the luggage.

"Then be careful on the road." Zhao He made way for Pei Lang. Pei Lang said goodbye to everyone, took Lu Lu to talk to the director, and then left the hotel.

Lu Lu took out his phone to book a flight. "Brother Lang, if we rush back tonight, the only flight left is the one at 12 o'clock. I'll book it now."

"No, let's go eat." Pei Lang buried his head in his phone, as if sending a message, and Lu Lu followed him.

"Eat? Brother Lang, do you have any other plans?" He didn't eat as arranged by the program crew, but went out to eat. He must have checked out the delicious food in this city in the past two days and was preparing to check in.

"Well, other plans." Pei Lang quickened his pace and finally reached his destination. There was a person standing opposite him, and he ran into that person's arms.

Yan Han was still dressed the same way. After the filming was finished, he handed over his work and left, and came to this secluded place to wait.

The two hugged each other, transmitting the warmth of their bodies to each other. The deer looked at them in surprise, and before he could react, he looked around carefully to see if anyone noticed.

A cool drizzle began to fall from the sky, and their hair gradually became wet. Yan Han let go, took out a towel and wiped Pei Lang's hair carefully. "You must be hungry, can we go to the hotel to put our food away and then go out to eat?"

"Okay." He took Yan Han's hand and smiled happily.

A room was also arranged for Lu Lu. After putting his things away, he did not rush out. Pei Lang pushed Yan Han to sit down and took off his big black-framed glasses and mask.

This is the first time I see Yan Han dressed so casually. Without his suit, Yan Han looks several years younger and is very comfortable to look at. "It looks good. Wear it more often in the future."

"As long as you like it, aren't you hungry?" Yan Han's ears turned red. It was really hard. They had done even more excessive things without blushing or heartbeats, but he could still feel shy because of his wife's compliments.

Because he was hungry, Pei Lang didn't have much time to flirt. He put the mask on Yan Han again and wrapped himself up tightly before going out.

Lu Lu was very considerate and did not disturb their world of two, and solved his dinner by himself.

Of course, you have to eat hot pot in winter. Yan Han can't eat spicy food, so he ordered a quail hot pot. This hot pot restaurant has rave reviews, and the dishes are fresh and complete. Pei Lang always orders half a portion so that he can taste more dishes. Yan Han has had experience with hot pot several times. He is responsible for cooking the dishes, and Pei Lang eats with gusto. Seeing Pei Lang like this, Yan Han also feels full of happiness.

As they ate, Pei Lang started to clamor for a drink. With Yan Han by his side, he didn't have to worry about anything. After all, someone would take care of him if he got drunk. The hot pot and ice beer made him more and more hungry. After eating and drinking to his heart's content, Pei Lang didn't get drunk at the end, but his cheeks were red and puffy, which was very... cute.

He walked holding Yan Han's arm, like a beautiful doll hanging on the wall. In order to prevent falling, Yan Han put the arm that was being held behind his waist for support.

"Are you tired? I've been running with you all day. I'll give you a massage when we get back tonight." Thinking that Yan Han's arms must be sore from carrying the camera and filming all the way, Pei Lang let go and struggled to walk on his own.

As he walked in circles on his tiptoes, Yan Han smiled fondly and carried him back. "It's not tiring. I can even carry you back."

As he spoke, he ran to Pei Lang and bent his legs. Pei Lang's reaction was a little slow, and he shook his head after he understood. "No, no, you're tired all day. I can walk back by myself."

"Come on up quickly, let me experience the feeling of carrying your wife home." Yan Han urged. Pei Lang was touched by this and jumped onto Yan Han's back with a grin.

"Okay, husband, carry me home." Pei Lang's smile was a little silly. He lowered his head and leaned on Yan Han's shoulder, gently closing his eyes.

Yan Han only felt that the weight on his back was not light, because that was his lifelong responsibility and the person he loved most.