After wearing a book, he was picked up by his rival movie emperor

During the more than a month of waiting for the movie to start, Song Linxi made dozens of food live broadcasts, ranging from Chinese food to Western food, from simple to difficult, and unknowingly attracted a large number of "craving fans".At the beginning, there were rumors that he was flamboyant, but he was gradually buried by the sound of reminders.

[qaq I'm not happy anymore, seeing the food cooked by Song Song, my takeaway is no longer delicious! 】

[Today is another day of waiting for feeding, why is it not live broadcasting]

[I eat Song Song's face! 】

[When will Zai Zai open the restaurant? 】

Sometimes Song Linxi looks at the barrage and secretly feels sad.

He also wants to open a restaurant, but he needs an investor.

Every time he thinks that he is short of money, he cheers up again and makes up his mind to make money by making money.After all, it is impossible to terminate the contract, and he cannot afford liquidated damages.

At the end of November, the beginning of winter is approaching, and the movie will finally start on time.

Hearing that Song Linxi would join the group for more than two months, the colleagues in the company were very reluctant, because the limited canteen at noon was gone after he left.Li Xin originally planned to ask Song Linxi to bring a new assistant, but Song Linxi declined. He was not used to being followed, and it was too inconvenient.In addition, Xiao Zhu patted his chest and assured that he would definitely take care of Song Linxi at the same time, so Li Xin didn't say anything else.

Song Linxi's insistence on joining the group so early was to carry out the plan to protect Shen Muze.The first stop of the filming was in a remote town. When packing his luggage, Song Linxi found the food processor he hated at first from the kitchen and stuffed it into the box.

"Song Song, what are you doing with this?"

Shen Muze passed the living room and saw Song Linxi holding the machine and making gestures.

"Cooking." Song Linxi was in front of the suitcase, worrying about how to pack, "Don't you want to go to the town? Although there is no kitchen, there should be a market nearby. I will go buy some ingredients when I have time."

Shen Muze sat next to him and watched him carefully take stock of the memo, besides the cooking machine, there were also various seasonings.

"Song Song, the crew may not be able to do this." Shen Muze was a little dumbfounded for a while, he was used to filming in the wilderness, once he started working, he didn't have the heart to eat at all, let alone fresh ingredients.

"Really?" Song Linxi looked disappointed, not being able to cook for two months would kill him, "Okay, then I won't bring it."

He reluctantly took out the seasoning that had just been put in the box. Although it was a bit regrettable, he was a good young man with professionalism.Now that he is an artist, he has to abide by the rules of the crew, just like a chef has to abide by the rules of the kitchen.

Shen Muze looked at the drooping little head, and stretched out his hand to rub the soft hair comfortingly.

"Go there and find you a kitchen."

"kitchen?"

Different from a few months ago, now Song Linxi has become accustomed to Shen Muze's approaching, and will take the initiative to lean on Shen Muze like a close friend.

"A small town is not a wilderness, of course there is a kitchen." Shen Muze continued to comfort.

Song Linxi was instinctively happy when she heard the word kitchen, but she quickly realized that she said something that was half-truth and half-false.

"Brother Shen, you don't need to trouble yourself because of me, and I don't have to cook. This opportunity is so rare, I will study hard."

"Also," he kicked his legs, changing from a cross-legged sitting position to a kneeling position, which happened to be a little taller than the sitting Shen Muze.He imitated Shen Muze's way of comforting him just now and patted Shen Muze's head, with his hands resting on his broad and strong shoulders, "Don't worry, I will protect you when you get to the set."

According to international practice, in a book, even if it is cannon fodder, it is also obliged to protect the protagonist.

If Lu Shang plots against Shen Muze, he will definitely stand up and won't let Lu Shang succeed.

Although he didn't know why, looking at Song Linxi's serious expression, Shen Muze laughed: "Okay, I'll wait for you to protect me..."

After fulfilling her promise, Song Linxi continued to sit back and tidy up the boxes, feeling nothing wrong at all.Shen Muze sighed amusedly behind him.

"Brother Shen, where is your suitcase? When will Brother Zhu come to pick up the little matches? I have to tell him." Song Linxi joined the group for the first time, excited and worried, "I made the meat for Brother Chai. It’s canned, but it’s definitely not as delicious as fresh ones, so I’m going to feel sorry for it during this period of time.”

When Little Match heard his name, he jumped off the sofa and ran to Song Linxi's side, smelling the spices out of the box.

Shen Muze was afraid that it would hinder Song Linxi, so he stopped it: "Brother Chai, you are gaining weight. This is a good time to lose weight."

Little Match struggled in his arms to protest, but to no avail.

Every time Shen Muze wants to travel far away, Xiao Zhu usually follows him, so Xiao Match is handed over to the company colleagues to take care of him, sometimes Ai Xing, sometimes Duan Yuan.Apart from the two of them, Shen Muze was worried about handing over the dog to others.

He looked at the clock on the wall: "Well, Xiao Zhu is almost here, I'm going to get the box down."

After Shen Muze went upstairs, Little Match began to make trouble around Song Linxi restlessly.

Thinking of not seeing Little Match for so long, Song Linxi was suddenly a little reluctant and wanted to play with him for a while longer.

He hugged the little match and tried his best to rua, and then rubbed his face against its head after rua.

"Brother Chai, why don't I take you away? Can I pack you in the suitcase and take you away?"

Song Linxi emptied the luggage while joking, picked up the small matches and put them in.

Now Little Match is very obedient as long as he is around Song Linxi, and the whole dog is put into the suitcase without making any noise.

The suitcase belonged to Shen Muze. It looked bigger than the large trolley suitcases on the market, and it was more than enough to fit a small chubby match.

"Brother Chai, look, you can put several of you, and you can also add me."

As Song Linxi said, she suddenly wanted to give it a try.

This suitcase is so big, it should even fit him.

After discovering something interesting, Song Curious Baby Linxi took Little Match out and lay down by herself.

His soft body was huddled into a ball, just enough to fit himself inside.

"I'm so strong! I'm so powerful!"

As if discovering a new continent, Song Linxi couldn't wait to share this fun thing, but Shen Muze hadn't come down yet.

"Little Match, don't tell your father where I am."

He raised his neck, made a "shush" gesture to the little match, covered the other half of the box, and began to hope that Shen Muze would not find him when he came down.

Song Linxi, who had no fear of confinement, imagined Shen Muze's expression of not being able to find him in the dark, and after secretly enjoying herself for a while, she finally heard the sound of footsteps going downstairs.

"Song Song?"

After a few minutes, Shen Muze couldn't find anyone when he got down, and he searched around but couldn't find him.

Song Linxi was complacent in the box when the cell phone in her pocket rang suddenly.

Song Linxi: "..." careless.

A few seconds later, the box was opened, and Shen Muze and Little Match looked down at him with helpless expressions.

"Hahahahahahahahaha... Brother Shen, you can't find me, can you?"

Song Linxi looked up and saw that Shen Muze's eyes were exactly as he thought, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Song Song, what are you doing?"

Shen Muze squatted down beside the box, looked at Song Linxi who was like a dumpling, and frowned.How did the little guy manage to curl himself up in it?

Song Linxi happily begged for praise: "Brother Shen, do you think I'm amazing?"

"You are amazing, get up quickly."

Shen Muze sighed and wanted to pull him out. As soon as he touched someone, Song Linxi yelled in pain.

"Do not touch me!"

Shen Muze: "..."

"No...my legs are numb...I can't move..."

After maintaining this position for too long, Song Linxi burst into tears now, and felt a dense tingling sensation on her legs, like being stung by a group of ants.

"Leg numb?"

Shen Muze was helpless and funny, he couldn't bear to ignore him, his limbs would continue to be numb without stretching them out.

"Don't move, I'll carry you out."

Without giving any chance to refuse, Shen Muze directly bent down and carried the man out of the box.He moved lightly, but Song Linxi was still screaming because her feet were so numb.

Because there was so much movement, no one noticed that the door opened at this time.After witnessing this scene, Xiao Zhu once again stood awkwardly at the door, in a dilemma.

The author has something to say:

Xiao Zhu: You two are public figures anyway, please pay attention?