MTL - Male God is Chasing My Brother-Chapter 19

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An Xumo ate the fried rice quietly, and Zhang Zhiwei, who had finished talking with Yan Xiangyu, turned around to see him, and asked with a smile, "Is it delicious?"

An Xumo didn't know why Zhang Zhiwei asked him alone, but he nodded honestly and said, "It's delicious, thank you Teacher Zhang."

Zhang Zhiwei previously called him Uncle Zhang out of the camera because he was the same as An Xumo's mother. But in front of the camera, Han Ming and their several called "Zi Weige", so that An Xumo alone called Uncle Zhang, it looked a generation short. Zhang Zhiwei told him specifically, just call Mr. Zhang in front of the camera.

Zhang Zhiwei sighed and said, "You know how to make fried rice. Who did I learn from?"

Others are naturally unclear, but An Xumo faintly feels that there is a reason for him to raise this incident alone. Sure enough, Zhang Zhiwei said: "This is what I and Xiao Mo's mother learned."

"At that time, the conditions of our family were not good. You young people may not have experienced this situation, but Xiang Ye should know that at that time the tuition fees for college were hard-to-find, let alone living expenses. Later, I was able to receive work in school Make a little extra money and things are better. "

Zhang Zhiwei's voice was filled with emotion.

"When I was a freshman, my sister was our assistant teacher. I was one of the worst in our class. There was a time when something went wrong at home and the living expenses didn't come. I ca n’t afford to order in the canteen. As long as it ’s a steamed bun, it ’s eaten in the large package of pickles in the canteen. After a long time, my sister found out that she could n’t eat like this, and she gave me, and another female student with poor conditions, We gave each of us a big box of fried rice. "

Zhang Zhiwei slowly told the story, and the attention of several people nearby was also attracted.

"The condition of the sister is not good, but she is clever. She not only fried us a full amount of rice, but also gave us two cans of pickles and salty sauce. The two cans of side dishes, let I lived through the bitterest days. Alas, I still sigh in particular when I think of it. Telling you these young people feels like telling a story, but it is actually what we experienced at that time. "

"Yes," Yan Xiangxie put a chopsticks and shrimp eggs into the bowl. "I was in a better condition than Ziwei at that time, but it was not much worse. Now the conditions are better, not to mention young people, we are I think about it, and I feel like those days are like dreams. For a while, I feel far apart, and for a while, I think it was just yesterday. "

Zhang Zhiwei smiled and patted An Xumo's shoulder: "Xiao Mo, is there a taste similar to that of you | Mom?"

An Xumo smiled, but her chest felt dull, and her stomach was empty, as if everything she had just eaten disappeared. The fierce hunger struck him like a shower that landed on the coast in the morning. He was very hungry and did not dare to stare directly at Zhou Jingchen, only to whisper: "Well, it is delicious . "Then pick up the rice with stuffy head.

An Xumo felt that he was cold and hungry. Not only was his stomach empty, but the whole person was empty. He never thought about his parents, maybe he did, but it was a long time ago. He lived quietly by himself, except for food and Zhou Jinshen, who didn't care about anything else. But now someone tells him that it turns out that he | mum is like this, that illusory dream shows a little outline, and the temperature left makes An Xumo returning to the dark feel colder.

mom……

It turns out that her mother not only has the image of “Tian Shameless, Green Hat, but also | Face Fox Face”, she also makes delicious fried rice.

Lunch ended in a lively atmosphere. After chatting for a few days, several people began to prepare dinner for the evening. The original program group also arranged outdoor activities. After all, Sanya's seaside is so beautiful and the scenery is enough to be intoxicating. It's a pity that the weather outside is gloomy. Fully satiated, Zhang Zhiwei laughed at the director group, and slowly began to continue to tinker with dinner.

The crabs need to be steamed, and the chicken soup must be boiled slowly. Zhang Zhiwei directs Yi Tianming to help, and Yan Xiangxuan calls Han Ming to clean up the bedroom. Han Ming originally wanted to be with Zhou Jinshen, but his predecessor spoke, and he was not good at rejecting it. He had to watch An Xumo and Zhou Jin sink in the same room.

Two people are guests. In fact, there is nothing to do, but there is no chance to be photographed if they are not active, so they still need to find ways to do something. An Xumo was not very comfortable at lunch, and he didn't know he was full. After eating the dishes to clean the dishes, he moved the basin to the sink in the living room, preparing to wash the dishes out.

An Xumo didn't do much of this kind of work. He usually washed a plastic lunch box at most. He was clumsy and made a lot of movements. Even Zhang Zhiwei, who was preparing to cook on the other side of the house, came over. twice.

The more nervous and prone to mistakes, An Xumo was busy dealing with a pot and spoon, and Zhou Jin, who had tied his apron, walked over and drove him from the pool to the side.

An Xumo stood side by side, like a student who was criticized by the teacher. He watched Zhou Jinshen with his cuffs stretched out his hands, his slender, powerful hands pulled by countless lenses and close-up hands soaked into the sink, methodically sorted the dishes and washed them skillfully.

Zhou Jinshen wears an apron with a sponsor's logo. The style is the most common one, but he is tall and long, with a good proportion. He just wears the apron into a design. Although vaguely understand the other party's intentions, An Xumo still felt that the temperament of home and non-human fireworks in Zhou Jinshen had reached a very perfect fusion at this time.

I also want to know that when this contrast is put on the screen, it will definitely attract a lot of good impressions. And Zhou Jinshen didn't just put on a stance. His dishwashing moves were much more proficient than the busy An Xumo, so that kind of reliable home feeling could be perfectly presented on him.

For this unexpectedly great material, the show crew naturally will not miss any shot. After Zhou Jinshen washed the bowl, he handed them over. An Xumo wiped them away one by one. The two did not communicate much, but the results were absolutely satisfactory.

In the evening, the weather finally cleared, and the setting sun exposed a half of the outline from the horizon, and the fiery red color filled most of the sea. The aroma of meals wafted in the cozy stone house, and the bell-shaped wind chimes dangled from the eaves. Although it has always been known that the program is being recorded, this warm home atmosphere still gives An Xumo a lot of comfort.

When the dinner was ready, the stars were shining, and five steamed crabs and six coconut chickens filled the entire table. Because An Xumo couldn't eat seafood, Zhang Zhiwei dug out his crab to make crab flour, and his coconut chicken was full, which was enough for him to drink slowly.

Dinner was the main content of the film crew. Several people ate and talked. After they had finished eating, they had not talked to each other. They moved to the seaside to chat on the proposal of Yan Xiangyu. The dark clouds dispersed, the sky was full of stars, the sea breeze blew away the heat of the day, and the waves gently slapped the coast. Rich in food, clothing and scenery, this slow and comfortable pace of life is really comfortable.

A bonfire was lit by the sea, and the flames reflected everyone's face, making the gentlest fill. Zhou Jinshen, who hasn't talked since the show, also chatted with Zhang Zhiwei. An Xumo held his knees and listened side by side. They were talking about Zhou Jinshen's upper movie.

"It is true that literary films do not have an advantage in the market, but sincerely, this film you shot is definitely not a loss." Zhang Zhiwei said, "Lin Rui has talked to me. He said he did not expect to encounter such a young and explosive force. Lin Rui has been telling me about you, saying that your performance is better than his performance in "The Vanishing Train". "

Lin Rui is also an actress with a well-recognized film | Emperor, "The Vanishing Train" is his best male lead film. Zhou Jinshen's upper film is a collaboration with Lin Rui, and the two have a lot of intersection in the plot.

Zhou Jin smiled lightly. The handsome face showed a different kind of tenderness against the light. Han Ming beside him had been looking at him side by side, but An Xumo only looked at him for a short time, and put Look away.

The stomach is full at a glance, warm and sweet.

Zhou Jin Shen said: "It was Rui who took care of me and made this movie, and he also taught me a lot."

Zhang Zhiwei shook his head and said, "Lin Rui also had the opportunity to" Disappear the Train "that year, and that was the result. Shen Shen, I wouldn't say kind words, your opportunity is indeed coming."

Zhang Zhiwei said that this is indeed a confidant, and there are still cameras on the side. He said that he must have pinpointed Zhou Jinshen. On the side, Yan Xiangxi laughed: "The rare Weiwei is so exaggerated, sincerely, if you really won the prize, don't forget to invite Weiwei to eat."

"According to the two teachers," Jin Jin said with a smile, "I'm waiting to invite you to dinner."

The atmosphere was good for a while, and a few people watched the night scene at the beach for a while, until the wind gradually cooled down, and then began to prepare to return to the house.

The camera is closed, the bonfire is extinguished, and the beach without natural and artificial lights is gradually dimmed. An Xumo went to the beach to pick up two shells and came back. I saw that everyone else had cleared up the ground and was preparing to go back, but there was not far away. A slender figure stood alone, a person facing the sea.

An Xumo stepped on the beach, he walked not far from the man, but his foot stopped slowly.

Only the man who was facing the sea was looking up at the calm and deep sea in the distance. The light of the stars dropped down and fell on the corner of his eyebrow. The light on the coast has long been dim, but the man's week | body is like a solid field, both hard and heavy.

Now Zhou Jinshen, and the man who handles shrimp line and is skilled in washing dishes, have been judged to be two, even the smile and warmth just chatting by the campfire completely disappeared.

The camera moved away and the mask peeled off. An Xumo suddenly had no reason to think that this is what the other party really looks like.