Chapter 286 Meng Zai Zai, love her for us!

There was absolute jubilation, screams and whistles.

Fans don't care where Meng Hong goes, Zaizai is Zaizai, no matter where he goes, he is still the same Zaizai.

Therefore, when they saw Jiang Chuxiang standing up, they immediately gave the warmest applause.

When Tang Jiling saw this scene in the live broadcast, she was so angry that she scratched her heart and lungs. At first, she thought that Qiu Haitao would definitely stop Meng Hong from taking this step. At that time, she only needed to ask the company to issue a statement, and the Weibo account of manager Shao Huaihui was blocked. Just steal it.

But unexpectedly, Qiu Haitao also had a day of failure, and the concert came to this point without any obstacles.

I don't know who it is, but I recognized the person under the light first, which is the archery goddess, which immediately triggered another scream.

"Goddess of Archery! Goddess of Archery!"

Jiang Chuxiang is not a celebrity, and she doesn't usually play Weibo, but she still has a lot of fans.

Especially when everyone knew that she was being used as a shield, how many people felt sorry for her.

Now that people are right in front of them, the people at the scene may not be able to help her or care about her, but Meng Hong can care for her instead of them.

So everyone shouted, "Meng Zai Zai, love her, love her!"

Meng Hong didn't even know why the people at the scene supported Jiang Chuxiang, but he was willing to see such an effect.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Hong presented a song for Jiang Chuxiang, "Meteor".

"In the night sky, there are long meteors passing by, and the brilliant light is reflected in your eyes. You are so innocent and beautiful, and your smile is a bit childish——"

Meng Hong's fans all know that this is a song he wrote for his sister. The music style is very cheerful, but in fact there is a sad story behind it.

Because of this song, many fans don't call Meng Hong "Zai Zai", but prefer to call him "Meng Hong", "Brother Meng".

The melody is relatively simple, and there are many people who can sing it.

When Menghong sang, everyone sang along.

Wu Shaohan found that Meng Hong's eyes had been lingering on Jiang Chuxiang, as if there was a hook on Jiang Chuxiang's body, which made Wu Shaohan feel that his heart was being torn violently by a big hand and was about to be torn to pieces.

He went to Sky Eye to check again, and found that "Junxing" was just a company that had been registered for less than a month. He sneered, did Jiang Chuxiang think entertainment companies were so easy to do?Even if she had Mr. Hao behind her, she would probably be able to get rid of the little assets that Mr. Hao gave him in a short time.

In any case, Meng Hong's concert was an unparalleled success. After the scheduled program was completed, the enthusiasm of the fans remained undiminished, and they strongly urged Meng Hong to return. He returned three times in a row, and then reluctantly ended under the persuasion of the host up.

The fans left reluctantly, and when she finally returned to the backstage, Ai Qingling had already lost her voice, and her voice was worse than that of Meng Hong. She received a painting signed by Meng Hong as she wished.

As expected, Qiu Haitao and the seven ancient warriors were still in a coma. Yan Yingde led the special task force and threw them into the police car and took them back.

The backstage was left to the staff to clean up. After Meng Hong took off his makeup, he personally sent Jiang Chuxiang home.

Still in the nanny car, Meng Hong turned his head and asked Jiang Chuxiang, "Are you tired?"

Jiang Chuxiang found that Meng Hong's state on stage was completely different from that off stage. On stage, he was sharp and aggressive, but off stage, he was gentle and refined, and he didn't talk too much.The temperament is completely different, no wonder he usually goes to the streets alone, and with a little concealment, he can hide it from most entertainment reporters and fans.

Gu Zhihao rushed to answer, "I'm so tired, my throat is full of smoke!" His voice was obviously hoarse.

In fact, Jiang Chuxiang is fine.

When passing through an intersection, Meng Hong saw a milk tea shop open on the side of the road and asked the driver to stop. Then he put on a mask and sunglasses, opened the door and got off.

This time, he accurately bought four cups of taro-flavored milk tea.

Back in the car, he took out a cup of milk tea and inserted a straw before handing it to Jiang Chuxiang, "Drink a little to moisten your throat."

Jiang Chuxiang took it with a smile.

With smoke coming from his throat, Gu Zhihao drank half a cup of milk tea in one breath and said, "I still like chocolate flavor, buy me chocolate flavor next time."

Jiang Junyan gave Gu Zhihao a sideways glance.

Meng Hong said with a good temper: "Okay, I will buy you chocolate flavor next time."

Not long after, the car drove into the Bihailongwan community. Meng Hong got out of the car first, held the door, and helped Jiang Chuxiang get out of the car. After Jiang Chuxiang stood still, he grabbed her arm and said, "From now on, you will be my boss. Should I call you Boss Jiang?"

The clear light of the moon passed through the tall buildings and happened to fall on the car, and his face was also stained with a little moonlight.

His eyes were calm and inclusive, soft and soft, as if he was looking at a child younger than him, talking about work but asking about personal matters.

Jiang Chuxiang raised his head, and his eyes fell on his pretty face, "My dad calls me Xiangxiang, so you can call me Xiangxiang too."

Meng Hong seemed quite satisfied with the answer, "Okay." He let go of Jiang Chuxiang's hand, "Good night."

"Good night, Brother Meng." Jiang Chuxiang waved to Meng Hong, and walked into the lobby of the building.

Jiang Junyan and Gu Zhihao followed from behind, Gu Zhihao entered the hall and turned his head to look at Meng Hong who was still standing by the car, "Jiang Junyan, do you think there is something wrong with this Meng Hong?"

"Of course something is wrong." Jiang Chuxiang said a little happily, "He is an older brother, and you are younger brothers. The realms are different, okay?"

"What? I can be your brother too!" Gu Zhihao immediately shouted dissatisfied.

Jiang Junyan was thoughtful, so she likes her brother.

When I got home, it was almost twelve o'clock.

Unexpectedly, the concert was only three hours, but too many things happened in the middle.

Jiang Shiqian was the only one at home, looking lonely sitting under the lamp in the living room, stubbornly waiting for the three children to come home.

Jiang Shiqian asked tolerantly, "Is the concert fun?"

"It's very fun. Let me tell you, that Qiu Haitao, ha, actually brought ancient warriors to the arena. In the end, I threw a left uppercut and an uppercut. I turned around and kicked in a roundabout way. In the middle, I gave them a cannon punch, which beat them to pieces!" Gu Zhihao said. There was a burst of output, except for the hoarse voice, the story was generally not bad.

Jiang Shiqian listened attentively and asked Jiang Chuxiang: "Are you hungry?"

Jiang Chuxiang shook his head, "I just finished drinking milk tea and I'm not hungry anymore."

Gu Zhihao hurriedly said: "I'm hungry, I'm hungry! I want to eat braised pork trotters, salt and pepper open back shrimp, nine-turn large intestine, boiled fish—"

Jiang Chuxiang picked him up by the back of the neck and pushed him upstairs, "Eating so much before going to bed will make you gain weight, wash up and sleep."

When they went back to their rooms, Jiang Chuxiang was also exhausted and paralyzed. After washing up a bit, he got into bed and slept soundly. He seemed to dream that he really had a brother.

(End of this chapter)

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