Chapter 160 Bu Bu Bu

"How great it is." Xu Chen had no strength to raise half a finger.

Even if he had the strength, he would be too lazy to move.

Now he has really become an ace Feifei. Feifei's beautiful back is soft and soft, and her slender white hands seem to hold two small suns. Xu Chen can lie on it all day, either front or back.

"One third of me, Chenzi, when you become a world pop king, we will sing this song at your concert in the United States," Leslie Cheung smiled brightly.

He felt that his life was really lucky.

He had a lover like Mr. Tang, a relative like his mother, and a bad friend like Xu Chen.

He made a desperate confession to Mr. Tang at the concert. In this era of closed-mindedness and single aesthetics, he was willing to bear any secular judgment.

But...

Xu Chen didn't need to!

In the final analysis, this matter had nothing to do with Xu Chen. Leslie Cheung could understand that Xu Chen could say a few indifferent words in the face of reporters.

After all,

A person cannot challenge the closed secular world. In the face of major issues related to future and career, friendship is nothing. Relatives can cut off relations.

Xu Chen did it after all. He not only did it, but he did it shockingly!

In front of 80,000 people at the Hung Hom concert, he stepped on high heels and wore a white wedding dress. Regardless of the secular controversy, he spoke out angrily to support him.

Xu Chen is a mainland star. The mainland's thoughts are more closed than Hong Kong's thoughts. Defamation, controversy, cold eyes...

The more Leslie Cheung thought about it, the more he could understand Xu Chen's friendship.

Moreover, Xu Chen really understood him, supported him, and encouraged him. He had such a lover, a relative, and a friend in his life. Leslie Cheung murmured: "Even if I die, I have no regrets."

"Leslie Cheung, don't come over!" Xu Chen was scared.

Although he had the will of Cao Ze, he had no idea of ​​stealing Mr. Tang's girlfriend!

"Chenzi, let me think about how I should thank you." Leslie Cheung wanted to thank Xu Chen very seriously.

Thank you for understanding, thank you for your songs, thank you for being his confidant.

Gold watches, red wine, luxury cars are too vulgar, Leslie Cheung wants to hug Xu Chen affectionately.

Leslie Cheung is affectionate, Xu Chen's chrysanthemum is cold, he is a very vulgar person, likes gold watches, red wine, luxury cars and women.

"Leslie Cheung, do you want to snatch men from me?" The princess domineeringly protects her husband.

Although she and Leslie Cheung are close friends, she is not going to share the front and back of Xiao Naigou with Leslie Cheung.

Besides, Xiao Naigou is too cool, and the cold queen is like a little girl, kneeling under Xiao Naigou's wedding dress.

"Puh, don't slander me, concubine, I don't like men."

"I just like Mr. Tang." Leslie Cheung looked depressed, he really has no interest in men.

"Brother Zhang..." Xu Chen put away his playful smile and said solemnly: "If you really want to thank me, I hope you can think of me."

If your life really comes to an end, give me a call, I want to hear you say "goodbye" in person.

Xu Chen really wants to save Leslie Cheung with a song, but, everything is afraid of if, what if?

Xu Chen was inexplicably confused and said something without any reason, and Leslie Cheung was stunned.

But looking at Xu Chen's serious eyes, he promised solemnly: "Okay, Chenzi, I will think of you often."

Xu Chen was the last to appear at the concert.

Now there must be a lot of reporters scurrying around in front of the Hung Hom Stadium. This group of sharks with sharp teeth wanted to fight to smash Leslie Cheung and Xu Chen.

After all, they are the king of Chinese pop music and the new king of Chinese pop music, the old star and the new star, who directly smashed the Chinese pop music scene.

Maybe the news report: "Chinese pop music has regressed 30 years, Zhang Guorong and Xu Chen have to apologize!"

"Arong, you scared me to death..." When Zhang's mother saw her son, her tears were like a broken string.

She looked at her son over and over again, and although her son was intact, she confirmed it again and again.

"Mommy, I'm fine, I'm sorry..." Zhang Guorong is a mama's boy (a baby boy of his mother).

"It's okay, it's okay, mom supports you, as long as you are happy and healthy, mom supports you in everything else." Zhang's mother choked up.

Her son has grown up, tall and handsome, and she can't rub his head like when he was a child.

Zhang Guorong's legs were slightly bent, and the mother and son said intimate words. Zhang's mother glanced at Mr. Tang from time to time and asked her son carefully: "Arong, is Xiao Tang a daughter-in-law or a son-in-law? Mom prepared a gift..."

The daughter-in-law gave a jade necklace, and the son-in-law... the son-in-law, she didn't know!

"Uh, mom..." Zhang Guorong was killed in the social scene, and his mother's baby boy couldn't answer.

"Pfft..." Xu Chen praised Zhang's mother, a very open-minded and feudal mother.

"Mr. Chen, thank you." Mr. Tang's gentle face was a little embarrassed.

He didn't expect Zhang's mother to ask such a question.

Xu Chen happened to be beside him, and Mr. Tang was as gentle as jade, rarely losing control of his emotions.

But Xu Chen's kindness was too great,

The appearance of "Rose Boy" may give them a chance to breathe under the slander and abuse.

One breath is enough.

"Mr. Chen, Miss Wang, thank you, "Rose Boy" is great, it is the best and most excellent song I have heard in my life except Cheung's song!" Mr. Tang expressed his true feelings.

"Rose Boy" is really great, with a brand new arrangement, novel singing style, and soul-touching lyrics.

Mr. Tang really didn't expect Xu Chen to understand them empathetically.

Xu Chen was about to speak.

After instructing her son, Zhang’s mother saw Xu Chen sweating profusely, and she felt distressed: “Ah Chen, oh, my dear boy, you are exhausted…”

There are several emerald jade rings on Zhang’s fingers.

She put them on Xu Chen quickly and said enthusiastically: “My dear boy, I didn’t bring any good things. These jade rings are for my dear grandson to save money. Don’t think I’m stingy. Thank you so much. A Rong is really lucky to have a friend like you.”

“No, no…” Xu Chen didn’t expect Zhang’s mother to be so rich.

He was really embarrassed to accept it. Xu Chen remembered that Zhang’s mother died of illness in 1998.

Besides, he was still wearing Zhang’s mother’s gold watch on his wrist.

“Hey, Zhang’s mother, you make me…”

“It’s okay… Auntie likes you.” Zhang’s mother smiled happily.

“Thank you, Zhang’s mother, you are so young.” Xu Chen put Zhang’s mother’s jade ring on his finger, wearing gold and jade, rich and inhuman.

"Leslie Cheung, come back with me!"

The harmonious atmosphere suddenly became as cold as an icy hell. Father Zhang was pounding the ground with his gentleman's stick.

His eyes were fierce and cruel, like an old wolf who had lived alone and was betrayed by the wolf pack.

"Go back to the ancestral temple, kneel down and reflect on your mistakes!" Father Zhang coughed violently and said without question: "You can't do anything wrong. As long as you are willing to marry and have children, all the family property will be left to you."

"Old..." Mother Zhang's smile was stiff.

All her son's friends were there, and Father Zhang's ruthless duties would only embarrass her son. She stepped forward to support Father Zhang: "If you have anything to say, go back and tell us."

"It's all you, it's all you..." Father Zhang stared at Mother Zhang with cold eyes, and raised his gentleman's stick to hit her head.

"Bang!"

The stick was strong, and Leslie Cheung's arm was hit hard. He was extremely disappointed: "I won't go back, Mom, let's go home,"

Xu Chen and the princess were silent.

He couldn't get involved in Leslie Cheung's family affairs, but the happy atmosphere just now collapsed in an instant.

Just like the collapse of a beautifully built castle, only devastation remained.

"Sister Fei, let's go back too." Xu Chen got off the princess's back.

He wanted to save Leslie Cheung, but his efforts failed miserably in the face of the cold reality.

With Zhang's father like this, can the Hong Kong media, the Chinese pop music scene, and everyone in the secular world recognize him?

Xu Chen asked himself, and he had no confidence at all.

"Achen, you did a good job." The princess held the little puppy tightly with her jade-like hand.

She didn't quite understand why the little puppy had to suffer and challenge the secular bottom line. If it was just to help Leslie Cheung, the princess felt that it was not worth it.

She and Leslie Cheung had a close relationship, but if she had to choose between Xu Chen and Leslie Cheung, she would not hesitate to save Xu Chen.

"It's okay, sister Fei..." Xu Chen didn't let his emotions overflow.

Forced a smile: "Sister Fei, does it look good?"

"It's so ugly..." The princess rubbed Xu Chen's hair with her white and tender hands, and arched her back, eager to try: "Zhu Bajie carried his wife, I haven't carried enough."

Xu Chen found it difficult to hold on to the coquettish tone of the cold queen. He leaned on her back and raised his hand to slap the two soft meat balls: 'Ace Fei airliner, request to fight! '

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The cold wind on the streets of Hong Kong in December was very cold.

Iron-gray clouds pushed across the sea level, and Hong Kong had a heavy rain at night.

But.

At the entrance of the Hung Hom Stadium, reporters braved the heavy rain and squatted all night until the heavy rain stopped and the cold wind blocked Hong Kong.

These reporters dispersed reluctantly.

Although they didn't gain anything, they had the biggest gain...

Leslie Cheung confessed to Mr. Tang at the concert, and Xu Chen supported Leslie Cheung in a white wedding dress.

That night, Hong Kong entertainment reporters stayed up all night until the first ray of sunshine appeared in the sky.

All newspapers and magazines in the streets and alleys of Hong Kong were bombarded with "concerts".

Hong Kong citizens habitually buy a newspaper, but as soon as they open a page, they are stunned: "Zhang Guorong's gay friend is exposed,"

"Mr. Tang changes his job, and Mr. Zhang's hand is disabled."

In the photo, Zhang Guorong holds Mr. Tang's hand and does not shy away from the reporters' siege.

"The mainland boy is courting in a wedding dress, and the queen is running wildly for love..."

"Gay friends are transvestites, and love is messing up Hong Kong..."

The photo published in the newspaper is very clear, and the princess is carrying Xu Chen on her back in the heavy rain to avoid the pursuit of Hong Kong reporters.

Subconsciously rubbing their eyes, even the Hong Kong citizens who are known for their avant-garde and boldness have to say: "Oh, this world is too crazy!"