When the society fears that the director will participate in the variety show

Meng Qingmu was taken aback by his posture and couldn't help taking a step back.

Sang Zheng put the box in his hand on the table with a snap.

At this time You Yongyi also came back, but compared to Sang Zheng's excitement, his expression was more hesitant to speak.

Song Aiyue walked to the table: "What did you do?"

"Just waiting for you to ask!" Sang Zheng solemnly opened the packaging bag and took out the box, then slowly opened it.

"Dangdangdangdang!" Sang Zheng put his hips on his hips proudly, "The signature dim sum we learned in the time-honored shop, isn't it like a work of art?"

After seeing clearly the few pieces in the box that I don't know what they are.

Everyone was silent.

You Yongyi couldn't bear to look directly and covered his face.

Gu Ling came to his senses first, and said ironically without blushing, "This skill is amazing, it can be given away."

Sang Zheng's eyes lit up: "Brother Gu, really? Actually, I really plan to do some lucky draws for fans next time!"

Meng Qingmu looked at his excitement that didn't seem to be fake, she was silent for a moment and then said: "Do you believe it?"

Sang Zheng: "Huh?"

Meng Qingmu wanted to explain, but she was afraid of dampening his enthusiasm.

After hesitating to speak, he only said: "Don't give it away, really."

You Yongyi helped his forehead helplessly: "Now you know what I said is true, right?"

He explained to everyone with a bitter face: "Our Chef Sang has always felt that young people nowadays like this kind of food, which made me suspect that there was something wrong with my aesthetics."

[Laughing, Sang Zheng’s original words are: This is a surreal abstract art, which can fully show the personality of the new generation of young people. 】

[Yogo’s expression at that time was my expression, a mask of pain and self-doubt. 】

[Although Youge and Zheng'er are handicapped, but Youge has self-knowledge!Zheng'er is full of food and confidence! 】

Sang Zheng looked around at the expressions of the crowd, and began to waver, so he took out all the pastries from the box and arranged what he thought was delicate.

"Maybe I'm a little unskilled in making it, but it's really delicious." He handed the plate to the nearest Meng Qingmu, "If you don't believe me, Brother Meng, try it."

Meng Qingmu took red and green from the inside and mixed them into a ball. After looking at it for a long time, she couldn't see what was pinched.

He looked up at Sang Zheng.

Sangzheng explained: "This is a lotus."

"..."

You say yes.

Sang was handing out his plate of "abstract pie" pastries to everyone, and everyone took it with dignity.

When it was Song Aiyue's turn, she glanced at it and didn't answer it. She smiled apologetically: "I have a movie to start next month, and I have to lose weight recently."

[If you are so thin, you still need to lose weight, and it would be really sick to lose weight any more. 】

[Yueyue is dedicated, didn't you hear that it was the crew's request? 】

【This is what a female star should look like. I suggest that those who can't maintain their figure and can only rely on P pictures should learn from it. 】

[Don't brag, the character in Song Aiyue's next play, I remember the setting in the original book is slightly fat.She loses weight instead of gaining weight? 】

Zhou Weiwei sneered when she heard this.

Wasn't it you who got up in the middle of the night to steal snacks last night?

"Then let me give you a taste of my points?" Zhou Weiwei didn't show it.

Song Aiyue smiled sweetly: "No, thank you sister Weiwei."

Meng Qingmu didn't have much hope for the taste, but she didn't expect that Sang Zheng's words were right.Although the dim sum looks unattractive, it tastes pretty good, and after a few mouthfuls, he still can't get enough of it.

Seeing that he was eating happily, Gu Ling pretended to be casual and asked: "It tastes good, which one is it from?"

Sang Zheng couldn't remember the name of the store, but You Yongyi told him.

Although the director said to bring back what they learned to make for lunch, it is obviously not enough for six people to have three dishes, one of which is dessert.

So Lu Le waved his hand and added several other typical local dishes to them.

Then the other two groups also took out the works they had brought back.

When the squirrel mandarin fish of the girl group came out, You Yongyi sighed: "It's all hands, why is there such a big difference, your degree of completion is too high!"

Song Aiyue was very pleased with his praise.But there was just an embarrassed smile on his face: "No, it's all done by Sister Weiwei, I'm just helping out."

[It was indeed all made by Zhou Weiwei, and Song Aiyue handed over something beside her. 】

【Yueyue doesn't know how to cook, so forcing it in will get in the way, okay? 】

[If you want to say that, I can't help it. 】

And when Gu Ling and the others brought their dishes to the table, everyone didn't think about what they were cooking.

Sang Zheng wowed: "How can you go and buy others by yourself? If I had known, I would have brought a copy back."

Meng Qingmu shook her head: "I did it myself."

"self-made?"

There was undisguised shock in everyone's eyes.

Gu Ling walked to Meng Qingmu's side, and posted it naturally: "That's right, this tofu was all cut out by our director Meng, isn't it amazing?"

"Amazing! Brother Meng, I don't know how many surprises you have." Sang Zheng howled.

Meng Qingmu didn't know how to answer, so she thought for a while: "I don't know either."

Zhou Weiwei also smiled: "Qing Mu, you are so interesting."

The dishes are ready, and everyone sits down to eat.

Gu Ling covered the wheat with his hands, leaned over and asked Meng Qingmu in a low voice: "Are your hands still sore?"

Meng Qingmu felt it for a while: "There is still a little more."

"I'll rub it for you when I'm resting later." After Gu Ling finished speaking, he sat back down, but Song Aiyue could clearly see this brief movement.

After eating, Gu Ling was about to take Meng Qingmu back to the room, but was stopped again.

"Mr. Gu, are you free now?"

It was indeed Song Aiyue again.

Gu Ling said softly to Meng Qingmu, "You go up first."

He knew that if Song Aiyue couldn't fulfill her wish this time, she would definitely not let it go.

Seeing the back of Meng Qingmu going up, he turned around and asked Song Aiyue: "Where are you talking?"

Song Aiyue flicked her hair: "There are tables and chairs for rest on the lawn outside, let's go there."

There is a swing set up on the lawn outside, next to a small table.

Song Aiyue smoothed her skirt and sat down on the swing, while Gu Ling sat on the stool far away from her.

"It's like this," Song Aiyue stopped pretending, "The drama I filmed before will be aired this summer. But the promotion has not been released, so I came to this program, hoping to bring some traffic to the past .”

Gu Ling kept thinking about going back and rubbing his boyfriend's hands, and said perfunctorily, "Hmm, that's a good way."

Song Aiyue's smile froze, she adjusted her breathing and said, "Mr. Gu, you must know what is the easiest thing to attract fans in the circle now."

"What?" Gu Ling was still absent-minded.

Song Aiyue only felt that he was pretending to be stupid, and wanted to tell the truth.

But now she is begging for help, so she can only show weakness first.

Song Aiyue gritted her teeth, and tried to make what she said sound ordinary: "That's... Teacher Gu, we can cooperate. If we can get closer in the show, the audience will definitely be happy to watch it."

Gu Ling was thinking about rubbing his hands: "You mean to fry CP?"

Song Aiyue was directly punctured, and her face was a little ugly: "Almost, what does Teacher Gu think?"

She is [-]% sure in her heart.

For a celebrity like Gu Ling, why is there such a variety show after so many years?No matter how you think about it, it's impossible to come and play when you have nothing to do, right?

Then it can only be that for some reason, he really needs exposure other than his works. Now he has the most fans among the remaining people in the show, and everyone can get what he wants when he and himself speculate on CP. It is a complete win-win situation.

As long as Gu Ling needs traffic and exposure, there is no reason not to agree.

It may be because she has been in her circle for a long time, she took it for granted.But I forgot that even in the entertainment industry where traffic is paramount, there are still people who concentrate on their works and disdain to engage in these crooked ways.

Not to mention, Gu Ling who came here purely for her boyfriend.

"Then I may not be suitable, you can find someone else."

After hearing her finished speaking, Gu Ling stood up and refused and wanted to leave.

Song Aiyue was stunned by this answer, but she was still optimistic that Gu Ling would regret it.

Confidently persuaded: "If Teacher Gu changes his mind, he can come to me at any time."

"No, I don't fire CP."

Gu Ling left without saying this, and he had to go back and rub his boyfriend's hands.

……

When Meng Qingmu looked at the door for the first time, Gu Ling finally came back.

I came to talk to Gu Ling last night, and today I came to make an appointment.Thinking of what she had heard and seen, how could Meng Qingmu not know that Song Aiyue's mind was impure.

So the moment Gu Ling entered the door, he directly asked, "What did she say?"

Gu Ling didn't answer right away, but took his hand and kneaded it.

"Is the strength appropriate?"

Meng Qingmu nodded.

Gu Ling seemed to be talking about other people: "She wants me to fire CP with her."

Meng Qingmu knew the answer but still wanted to hear: "Then did you agree?"

Gu Ling was a little funny: "Then how can it be, I said I don't fire CP."

Meng Qingmu blinked: "Then I am your CP..."

"Aren't you stupid?" Gu Ling took out a hand and tapped his forehead lightly, "You are not a CP, you are a real CP."

Meng Qingmu couldn't control the joy in her tone: "Oh."

This afternoon, Lu Le didn't give them a task either.

There was no task assigned to them at mealtime in the evening.

Although this is very easy, correspondingly, there will be much fewer performance opportunities for guests without mission points, and the audience will inevitably feel bored and quit.

Song Aiyue came here just for traffic, so she was naturally upset.

She pretended to be happy and asked, "Director, can we rest today?"

Lu Le was also lying down, and after hearing her words, he looked at the time: "It's almost time! There is no dinner prepared for you, and it happens that there is a light show tonight, so go out for a walk by yourself."

Even Sang Zheng, who was as big-hearted as he was, was shocked: "Director, you do things so casually?"

"How can you be so casual!" Lu Le patted his thigh, "I have prepared Hanfu for you in advance, and I guarantee that you will be perfectly integrated into the atmosphere here!"

Director, useless, not completely useless.

Lu Le might be hungry, so he also urged: "Come on, come on, put on and let's go."

Gu Ling took the clothes and walked back to the room with Meng Qingmu.

Looking at Meng Qingmu's thin and straight back, he couldn't help imagining what he would look like in Hanfu.

Tsk, I can't think about it, it's easy to think about it when I think about it.