Metaphysics, from getting started to giving up

On the second day, Zhou Yi called Ye Minglang and informed him about writing a drama.

Although Ye Minglang complained endlessly, he didn't dare to offend Zhou Yi, and Chengfeng also knew how to deal with business, so he offered him a good salary, so he agreed bitterly.

Although he is planning to participate in the filming of a drama written by Ye Minglang, Zhou Yi still has to choose a drama to shoot during this time. After all, after the case is filed, Chengfeng will arrange a special producer to coordinate the initial preparations for the drama. There will still be a gap period.

It's just that Xie Qianchou thought in his heart that he couldn't be allowed to take on kissing scenes, bed scenes and hard scenes, and Zhou Yi was also dissatisfied with those works with the highest development potential only reaching red light. find the right play.

Zhou Yi originally planned to randomly pick a decent web drama to make do with, even if it wasn't the main character, it should be an important role with a very high role in the drama.In order to facilitate the TV series to go online as soon as possible, to fill his vacant window period.

But what he didn't expect was that at this moment, a phone call disrupted his overall plan.

***

After calling Ye Minglang, he and Xie Qianchou had breakfast in the Daoist resident.

Xie Qianchou is an out-and-out young master, and has never been in the kitchen except for chopsticks in his life. Considering that eating takeaway all year round is not good for his health, Zhou Yi had to cook by himself.

As the chief of the mountain gate, Zhou Yi has mastered as many skills as there are stars. As early as when he and Xie Qianchou tracked down the black air of the dark marriage and investigated the assistant director of the Mediterranean Sea, he showed his false voice skills. Meal is also completely out of the question, more than enough.In other words, let alone cooking, if Zhou Yi is thrown into the deep mountains and old forests alone, he can hunt birds and catch rabbits, and live happily ever after.

Chang Chang is keen on keeping in good health, and the resident of Jindu Daomen has some grain and oil for food all year round. At this moment, it is convenient for Zhou Yi.

He tossed around in the back kitchen for a while, and finished breakfast in a short time.

Congee and side dishes, with two salted duck eggs to go.

"The pressure cooker is really easy to use," Zhou Yi sat in front of the wooden dining table in the main hall of the house, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion. In the past, cooking soup and porridge, which one didn't take half a day?Now it's so fast, "The power of physics is really great."

Xie Qianchou looked at the plain food on the table, but didn't speak.

He suddenly felt soft in his heart.

Zhou Yi moved the spoon, took a spoonful of porridge and tasted it.

He added some shiitake mushrooms and green vegetables to the porridge and rice. The taste is slightly light, but the taste is delicate.

"The taste is not bad, Mr. Xie is not used to it?" Zhou Yi hesitated. After all, Xie Qianchou is a son of luxury, and he was not sure if the other party disliked the bleak appearance of vegetable porridge.

"No, I'm just...a little moved." Xie Qianchou said in a sly voice.

"...What are you touched by?" Why don't you just have breakfast?

Xie Qianchou carefully glanced at the speechless Zhou Yi, and said softly in his heart, "I never thought that you would be willing to cook for me."

He used to always despise the scenes in the idol dramas under Chengfeng where the heroine was moved because the heroine was willing to cook for him, but now that it was on him, he suddenly felt a little empathy for those heroines Emotions.

Ten fingers do not touch the water of Yangchun, now I will make soup for you.

He wants to make this bowl of porridge into a specimen for collection!

Seeing his stupid appearance with a [-] IQ drop, Zhou Yi suddenly began to doubt himself: This sudden Zhixi, he better not accept this idiot...

It would have been silly.

"What's the matter," he shrugged. "If you want to eat it, tell me next time, and I'll make it for you. But the ugly thing is, the food definitely isn't as good as those professional chefs."

Xie Qianchou was almost moved to tears!

He didn't understand why this happened, Zhou Yi always touched the soft place in his heart.

Since he was a child, he has been extremely unlucky because of his seven kills.When he was still young, he was sent to Taoist sect by his parents, where he went to school and practiced profound arts at the same time.He spends less time with his family and leaves more, even during the holidays, he can only stay in the villa at home, watching the dinner table prepared by the servants, watching silently by himself.

It seems that for every minute he spends with Zhou Yi, he loves him more.

Zhou Yi didn't care, the eldest brother was like a father, he had also taken care of all the juniors and juniors at Jinshan Gate before, and it was not uncommon for someone to be coquettishly pestering him to cook and make pastries.

He is not the kind of pedantic scholar, and he has never had the idea of ​​a gentleman staying away from the kitchen.

It's just that Xie Qianchou seemed a little excited because of the meal, and seeing the other person's moved expression, Zhou Yi inexplicably thought of someone.

In his memory, he also made white fungus for Prince Chenghui, but at that time he was just a teacher of the state, although he was appreciated by the late emperor, the prince was always wary of him.At that time, the prince was injured by an assassin and was caught in a trick, so he burned the talisman to exorcise evil spirits, mixed the water of the talisman into clear water and boiled tremella soup, and persuaded the prince to drink it.

It's a pity that he watched the white fungus boiled all night, and in the end he was thrown by the prince's sleeves, and the porcelain bowl fell to the ground and shattered into countless pieces.

Sure enough, even if Xie Qianchou is really the reincarnation of Prince Chenghui, then he and the prince are two people.

He extremely dislikes the self-willed prince, but he accommodates Xie Qianchou in every possible way.

I don't know what Jinshan Gate has been demolished now...

Zhou Yi threw away everything about the prince in his memory, picked up the porridge and drank it.Now he hated the prince more and more: why didn't this man be buried in the imperial mausoleum after his death, instead of hiding the mausoleum under the Jinshan Gate?If there is no Prince's Mausoleum under the mountain gate, then Jinshan Gate still has a chance of being preserved.

He was halfway through his drink when his cell phone rang suddenly.

Zhou Yi put down the bowl helplessly, and picked up the phone impatiently: "Ye Minglang, what are you calling here for? Could it be that you are still dissatisfied with writing the script?"

The other end of the phone was a little confused: "Who is Ye Minglang?"

"Hmm... I'm sorry I heard it wrong," Zhou Yi hurriedly changed his words, "This voice...you are that disciple of Mr. Ruan, that Mr. Zhang Ji that day? Director Zhang."

After he went back, he deliberately searched for relevant information. The scene director was surnamed Zhang, and he belonged to the backbone of the five generations of directors. However, he seemed to have fallen into a bottleneck recently and had little output.

The other party smiled: "Yes, I still remember my voice. Xiao Zhou, it should be okay for me to call you like Ruan Lao? I have been planning to make a new film, but I have been stuck in the bottleneck period for a long time. Recently I With some new ideas, I can finally start the show."

"Congratulations to Director Zhang first," Zhou Yi congratulated politely, "I don't know why Director Zhang called me?"

Director Zhang paused: "Xiao Zhou, are you free during this time?"

"There are no jobs yet."

Director Zhang pondered: "Then... on weekends, do you have time to come to Bimotang?"

Bimotang is a relatively remote tourist spot in Jindu. It is the former residence of a famous director before the founding of the People’s Republic of China. Many directors and related practitioners regard it as a scenic spot, hoping to gain some career enlightenment through the tour.

"Director Zhang?" Zhou Yi frowned.

"Old Ruan recommended you to me, so I hope you can come to me for an audition." He breathed a long sigh of relief, "There is no script, so come if you are free. This drama is quite special. .”

Zhou Yi said respectfully: "I understand. On that Sunday, I will go to the Brush and Ink Hall on time."

Director Zhang was slightly surprised: "Don't you ask what this drama is?"

"I believe in your strength, Director Zhang." Zhou Yi complimented him neither humble nor overbearing.

"...Okay, then I'll wait for you."

Director Zhang on the other end of the phone couldn't help but rubbed his forehead. He smiled and looked at Mr. Ruan who had been watching him talking with Zhou Yi. He stood up and bowed to his respected teacher.

"Old Ruan, your vision is indeed correct. The child really agreed without asking anything," he said, "This set of sophisticated handling methods is also very sophisticated..."

"Would you like to be more sophisticated?" Ruan Lao smiled kindly.

Director Zhang couldn't help laughing: "It's pretty good."

At least, he was very comfortable in his heart.

***

Putting down the phone, Zhou Yi glanced at him nervously. Xie Qianchou, who was trying to eavesdrop on the phone, couldn't help but twitched his lips: "What are you doing, the porridge is going cold."

Xie Qianchou hurriedly picked up the porridge and drank it, while drinking, he asked vaguely, "Is it Director Zhang?"

"Do you know which Director Zhang it is?" Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows, always feeling that he has been speechless more and more times because of Xie Qianchou.

"I don't know, but it doesn't prevent me from caring about you." Xie Qianchou laughed at him.

Zhou Yi brought the mobile phone in front of Xie Qianchou and shook it: "That is Mr. Ruan's favorite student. He is going to make a new movie. I hope I can try it out."

Xie Qianchou was surprised: "Director Zhang Xian? He is a super-first-line master, Xiao Zhou, you are so lucky..." Isn't it too good?

He was also a little surprised, he didn't expect that Ruan Lao didn't have any resistance or dissatisfaction with the fact that he rejected the other party's promotion because of Xie Qianchou, and even recommended him to his disciples.Mr. Ruan has been out of acting for many years, and just before that, he made the microfilm "New Year" to help his disciples gain momentum.Now he asked his proud disciple to give him the chance to audition, which is undoubtedly the highest appreciation.

Zhou Yi sighed in his heart: Mr. Ruan is really dedicated to supporting the younger generation.

"There should be cinnabar in the Taoist gate of Jindu, right?" Zhou Yi pondered.

"What are you going to do?"

"Make something for Mr. Ruan," he said. "As a junior, you have to be filial to the elders, right? Also, call Ye Minglang again. This guy has a good eye for picking tea, and there must be some good tea at home." Reserve, let's go to Mr. Ruan's place in person."

Xie Qianchou nodded: "Chensha, right? There isn't one in the Daomen, so I have to go to the custom factory to get it."

After the two of them cleaned up the leftovers on the table, they tidied up their things and prepared to go out to Daomen's custom factory to get the materials Zhou Yi needed for making utensils.

Ruan's old age is already advanced, and the ten-year turmoil caused the root cause of his illness in his early years.

Zhou Yi is going to make a cinnabar jade pendant for the elderly that can warm and nourish the body.

Just as soon as he opened the door, Zhou Yi was almost taken aback: the outside of the Daomen station was already densely packed with onlookers, and there were even many special reporters with microphones and cameras.

Xie Qianchou thought that the news of Zhou Yi living here had been leaked out, so he quickly pulled Zhou Yi back to the Taoist gate.

He closed the gate of the house in fear, and hurriedly called Manager Du: "What's going on!? Du Yun, what the hell are you doing! Many people came out of the gate of the mansion, and someone inside Chengfeng leaked a small paper Is there any news about the film? Is it a sasaeng meal or Yuji?"

Broker Du was scolded all over his head and face, and he couldn't help but feel a little baffled: "What's wrong with me? Oh, Xie Dong, at the door of your house, you didn't read the trending searches and today's headlines? By the way, you'd better let Xiao Zhou him Live in another place, your place should be exposed."

"Ok?"

Xie Qianchou cut the screen and took a look:

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