His elder brother was afraid that he was so angry that he kept it. "You wait" and hurriedly hung up the phone. Jiang Yan was in a good mood and could even smile at the slanderous matter that Gu Yan asked him.

The result was that on the night of the banquet, Liang Xishi took Qin Yu into the door and saw Jiang Yan and Jiang Peiliang wearing similar clothes, standing in the corner, not knowing what to say, as if he was in a very happy mood.

He almost passed by on the spot.

You, you, are so brave!! This banquet is in the media!!

Qin Yu didn't understand these twists and turns. He ran over happily and directly ignored Jiang Peiliang's lightning-like spirit; and Liang Xishi could only follow him without embarrassment after he did this.

The main thing is that it is because of the fear that Qin Yan will be thrown into the sea to feed the fish one day.

When Jiang Yan saw Qin Yan coming, he stroked his dog's head very kindly and said, "Are you good at it lately?"

"Yeah." Qin Yan nodded, black and watery: "Boss, it's so good for you to wear this outfit today..."

Before he finished speaking, he was covered up by Liang Xishi with great desire to survive.

Qin Yan left, Jiang Yan and Jiang Peiliang were in the corner again, chatting about gossip, which was very unnutrition, but both of them were happy.

"The orange cat was sent back. When he left, he still couldn't bear to leave me."

"Your illusion."

"How are Sister Sun Chen and Jiang Yichao? Have you added WeChat?"

"I saw him running in front yesterday. If it weren't for Sun Chen following him, I wouldn't have seen that there was someone in front of me."

"...Brother, you are so bad."

“Each one another.”

Although Jiang Peiliang did come with Jiang Yan, with his influence, others would definitely not put their thighs and not hug them. So the two of them didn't say much. After a long time, Jiang Peiliang was surrounded by a few bald uncles, saying that they would move to negotiate cooperation. Jiang Peiliang gently looked at Jiang Yan and whispered: "I'll go there first, be good."

Jiang Yanying said: "Okay."

As soon as my elder brother left, Jiang Yan, who was left alone, struggled to survive in the crack, but he didn't want to come in vain. So he rushed to Liang Xishi and Qin Yan like a swimming fish. Three people began to sweep the cold dishes and dishes in the hall.

While eating, Jiang Yan still did not forget to order it? Comment: "What are you making? It's not as delicious as I cook."

Liang Xishi silently said: "...I will not be so guilty."

Qin Yan: "Bajibajibajibajibajibajibajibaji."

Just at this family of three, someone finally came to me!

Jiang Yan saw the bald brother walking straight towards them in a daze. Before he could swallow the tomatoes in his mouth, he saw the elder brother change his expression very stiffly, and said with a smile: "This is our little Mr. Jiang, right?"

Jiang Yan was calm in the face of danger, waved his hand calmly and bet on him. Liang Xizhi's eyes came over: "Yes, it's me."

Liang Xishi has long been used to it, and he is very tired.

Although this bald big brother was wearing a suit, he looked at least one. The shirt inside was tightly tightly. Even Jiang Yan was afraid that he would be so excited that he would knock the button on his chest to his face. Rather than saying that he was the boss of the company, he looked like a thug from □□.

There was too much noise here, and people around him looked at him one after another.

But Xiang Jing has been in a very strong momentum recently. Everyone here is not very happy to see Jiangyan. It is naturally very happy that some people are very happy to be the first bird. So even if so many people have noticed it, no one has come up to smooth things over.

The bald head has obvious characteristics. How many people with good memory can think of it? He seems to have come in with Pei Yan entertainment people.

"Are you Jiang Yan?" The bald brother turned his gaze, and the horizontal flesh on his face twitched a few times, trying to squeeze out a smile. The effect was significant. It could almost be said that he could stop his little one crying at night. "I have heard of Daming for a long time, so I'm lucky to know it."

Jiang Yan doesn’t know his purpose for the time being: “Hello, may I ask you…?”

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the bald brother.

He even disdained his name. He told him, but he was tall and looked at Jiang Yan in a sarcastic tone. He said in a sarcastic tone: "Although Xiang Jing's artists are not very famous, the boss is very famous on the Internet. His popularity is not inferior to ordinary third- and fourth-tier artists, right?"

Jiang Yan: "..."

Wow, here to find fault.

If you think about it, you will know who it is. Even more? Not to mention the older ones, there are probably only those children from a good family who are so afraid of offending the Jiang family in the city. They rely on the younger generation to fight against the elders and elders, so now they are fighting hard.

Jiang Yan's eyes turned, and he saw Gu Yan's sneaky figure in the nearby corner.

His well-proportioned eyebrows frowned.

You can't bear it anymore, no need to endure it anymore, do you look so easy to control yourself?

"Sir," Liang Xishi frowned and stood in front of him, "Please correct your attitude."

Qin Yan didn't say anything. Qin Yan was busy finishing the stuff in his mouth, and rolled up his sleeves.

"Boss Jiang," the bald brother ignored the other ones. The two of them smiled badly through Liang Xishi: "Since you are so keen on snatching artists' work, then we are the beauty of adulthood. It just so happens that today's hall is equipped with a stage, so many people are watching, why don't you go up and perform?"

Liang Xishi was annoyed by the unconcealed frivolous intention in his words.

This person is speaking upright; there is a media person tonight. Now, if he refuses, maybe he will say something inexplicable? The scene is even more ugly. What are the negative things that will be heard? Xiang Jing’s rumors; but if he does not refuse, from the perspective of so many people in the industry, Jiang Yan seems to have become an object that is being viewed, and his status will only decline again and again afterwards.

He subconsciously went to find Jiang Peiliang's figure, but failed to find it, but found that there was a vague media black shot nearby. He took a deep breath and was about to say something, but Jiang Yan stopped him.

Jiang Yan smiled, as if he had not been provoked at all, and said, "Baby Brother Qiang, you seem to be a little bit? You underestimate me too much."

Bald head: "?"

"Qin Yan, let's go, let's go to the stage." Jiang Yan took Qin Yan and left a meaningful sentence before leaving: "...you are the best? Don't regret it."

After Jiang Peiliang finished talking, he subconsciously searched for Jiang Yan's figure in the crowd. But he couldn't find it, but saw Liang Xishi rushing over and saying, "Young Master, someone just now..."

After hearing the whole story, he pressed his eyebrows slightly down.

Liang Xishi said, "Young Master, please say something."

"It's okay." Jiang Peiliang's words were confident: "Jiang Yan is sure."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a sound, and the light suddenly lit up on the originally dim stage.

Jiang Yan and Qin Yan sat on the wooden chair equipped with their heads, smiling, calm and relaxed. They just stood there, but didn't say anything. They didn't explain the whole story, nor did they report the news, but just sat quietly.

The chase light quietly hit him, leaving behind a deep and beautiful silhouette on the side; the moderately tailored gray suit made him look like a young student who had not yet had an ivory tower, frowned slightly, and at the moment when he suddenly calmed down, stars seemed to be surrounded by him.

Even if there are many people who are watching jokes, they can’t say anything at this moment.

The music sounded melodiously. This is a quiet love song that everyone is familiar with, called "Lovesickness". A few years ago, it became popular in the streets and alleys. It is a well-deserved golden song.

The prelude fell, Jiang Yan raised his head in depression and spoke slowly—

What kind of sound is that? What kind of tune is it? Apart from the ruggedness, there are no words that can describe his tone. Others' off-tuning occasionally runs out of tune, but his off-tuning occasionally runs back to tune. Only this accidental moment like a dragonfly can make everyone understand that this is still a song.

But his expression was so serious. In this silky out-of-tune and playful breaking sound, the audience couldn't help but feel a cognitive trance.

"Good guy," someone murmured in the quiet hall: "I'm crying, I'm a little bit like this lovesickness? I want to die."

But Jiang Yan was still singing in love, coordinating with some useless physical movements, and almost fell off the wooden chair by a wave, and Qin Yan was also slowly moving at this moment.

He accompanied the graceful love song, majestic and powerful, and fought military fists with a strong and vibrant style.

In just three minutes, the hall was silent? Everyone was stunned and did not move at all. Unless the professor's researched winter mosquitoes were piled up into the hall, you would not be able to hear their applause at all?

Liang Xishi: "..."

Now he understands what Mr. Jiang said implicitly.

The bald brother Qiang was closest to him and was filled with magic sound, almost crying out.

This is completely different from what he imagined! If Jiang Yan didn't go, he would have a trick; if Jiang Yan sang well but was treated like this as a small seasoning at a banquet, then his personality would be trampled to a certain extent-

But he never expected that Jiang Yan, with his own strength, trampled on the personality of someone in the place.

Why do they have to endure such an ugly song or such an ugly military boxing performance? Why, why? Their ears depreciated, right? This terrifying moment.

The music? End, Jiang Yan withdrew his gesture, stood up slowly, and smiled.

In the quiet hall, a silence of applause suddenly sounded!

So someone looked straight at the place where he made a sound.

Jiang Peilianggao raised his hands, slapped his hands expressionlessly, and read them, "Okay, sing well."

"..." This is how even Liang Xishi couldn't help asking questions, "Big Master, what's the good thing?"

Jiang Peiliang pondered for a moment, but did not stop applauding:

"This is a very original way of singing." He said coldly: "Fresh and natural, without any craftsmanship. Even the accidental minor mistakes were carefully designed and very playful."

Liang Xishi: "?"

He was shocked by this nonsense that was exactly the same as Xiao Jiang's skills, so that his chin slid all the way to his pants and crotch.

The author has something to say: Low EQ: Look at how many sounds are broken like this
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