Mr. Sand Sculpture

I went to the kitchen to find Chen Yan.He had his back to me, and a black apron was tied around his waist.The gas stove next to it was burning a small purple-blue fire, and a small iron pot was placed on the low fire. Cod was stewed in the pot, and the smell of hot meat wafted in the air.

I unconsciously slowed down my pace, stretched out my arms and hugged Chen Yan slowly from behind, resting my chin on his shoulder, and told him with a little pride: "I found a very good script, would you like to take a look at it?" ? If you like a character, I can fight for it for you."

A little modesty is more conducive to acting aggressive in the future.I have already thought about the follow-up development of the matter, and described the process of me fighting for the role for him with embellishments. For example, in order to make him realize his dream, I did not hesitate to offend industry leaders and gamble all my wealth.It reflects my hard work and difficulty from the side. It is best to make him feel guilty and moved, and take the initiative to dedicate himself to repay me.

Wonderful, wonderful!

The little abacus in my heart is making the abacus go blue fire, da da da da da.

Chen Yan turned his head slightly, and a smile appeared on his lips: "Okay, but it will take a while. The fish in the pot is about to be cooked, please ask Mr. Xu to set a plate for me and taste the taste. If Mr. Xu thinks it is delicious, Don't praise me, I'll swell."

I let go of the hand around his waist, took the plate and took the fish out of the pot, and ate a piece of fish with chopsticks.Although Chen Yan said that I would not let me praise him, the look of "seeking praise" on his face has already betrayed his true inner thoughts.

Heh, what a naughty dog ​​man.He said no, but his body was quite honest.

Forget it, he is usually the one who talks love to me and makes me happy.Today I also coaxed him to make him happy too.

I imitated the tone of those critics on the food show, and said in a long voice: "The taste is delicate and the meat is delicious. It may be because of you, this dish is particularly sweet to me."

If I continue this tiresome little love story, if you don't believe me, he won't be moved!

I straightened up slightly, waiting for Chen Yan to hug me after being touched.

Chen Yan held a rice shovel in his right hand and put it on his hips: "Why are you praising me? I'm proud, I'm bloated, what do you think?"

What do you mean?

I grabbed the cucumber on the chopping board: "I'll give you cold salad."

Of course, this sentence is a joke.

In fact, I want to tell him: "I like you, this is the pride you deserve, and it can be inflated."

But these words seemed to come from Daqing, and I was so shy that I couldn't say it.

Chen Yan stared at me: "No, cold salad is not good."

Me: "Then I'll fry it for you?"

Chen Yan: "...you fry it."

I pressed the cucumber on the chopping board, raised the knife and sliced ​​it.Then I took two eggs, beat them into egg liquid and fried them in a pan with cucumbers.

As far as my skills are concerned, if the neighbor Mr. Zhao, who is in his 80s, has children in his family, he will definitely cry.

Chen Yan stood by and watched me scramble cucumbers and eggs, applauding me.

I put a spoonful of salt.

He said that if it is placed well, it will enhance the taste and freshness, and it will be a stroke of genius.

I flip the spoon.

He said that it was wonderful, fully heated, and superbly crafted.

I told him to try it.

He said that it was so delicious, it was delicious in the world, and it had endless aftertaste.

I think I should go to perform under the flyover.

He is trusting.

Business must be booming.

Soon, the eight-treasure porridge in the pot was ready.He and I filled a bowl each, put the dishes on the table, and sat face to face in the dining room.

I sent the script to Chen Yan: "Look carefully, the characters in it, except for the little baby who just fell to the ground, I can fight for you."

Chen Yan smiled: "The role of little baby seems not suitable for me in terms of age, so you don't need to emphasize it."

I possessed my spirit: "What if you have a whim?"

Chen Yan: "Then I should go to a mental hospital."

I answered immediately: "I will visit you from time to time."

Chen Yan put down his chopsticks and looked at me with his chin resting on his hand, with a focused expression: "If, if. One day I become really stupid, how can you introduce yourself to me?"

Hey, that's not easy!

If he is really stupid, I will treat him as a big villain and lie to him that he is the little daughter-in-law I bought with a lot of money, the kind raised by a child, and tell him to call me Dad first.

I imagined Chen Yan's cute face full of innocence and ignorance calling my dad, feeling refreshed all over his body, making him want to do somersaults in the living room.

Chen Yan nodded at me with his chopsticks: "Mr. Xu, quickly put away your wretched eyes, it's almost written on your face if you want to take advantage of me."

Have it?

Is it that obvious?

Alas, it's all my fault that I like him so much, I can't hide this small thought.This told him that he would definitely be more proud and inflated.

I lowered my head slightly, and suddenly, I thought of a wonderful question, and asked, "If, I said if, I was the one who became stupid, how would you introduce yourself to me?"

After I finished speaking, I picked up the bowl to sip two mouthfuls of porridge, quietly observing whether his eyes were wretched or not.

Chen Yan spoke openly, and replied directly: "It's very simple, I will lie to you and make you call my husband every day."

The porridge I just sipped into my mouth was sprayed out in one gulp, so the bowl didn't drop.

To a certain extent, my thinking and his are highly overlapped, and we both want to take advantage of the other's danger and take advantage of the other.

He's slightly better at the details.

I lost.

Mean or he is mean.

At this time, Chen Yan stood up, took some toilet paper and wiped my face.

His movements were gentle, making me itchy, and when he finished he gave a doting smile: "Moomao is fat."

I was fascinated by it, and I vaguely heard the girl's soul hidden in my heart shyly and timidly.

I can't be this domineering boss anymore, and I can't be domineering in front of him at all. I just want to swing on his eyelashes until that day, and watch the Cowherd and Weaver Girl meet by the Milky Way.

My face was hot, so I quickly lowered my head to pick up the rice.

Chen Yan didn't say anything else, picked up his phone, and opened the script I sent.

He took a bite of the food and glanced at the script.

He took another bite of the food and glanced at the script again.

In the end, he stopped eating at all and concentrated on reading the script.

There is a poem that says it well, there is Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is a golden house in the book.I saw that Chen Yan looked like he wanted to get into it. There must be mines in this script, and there must be peerless beauties.

He looked at the restaurant for a long time, and finally made up his mind: "I want to try my brother who is the hero, Lu Jian."

Lu Jian didn't have many roles in the play, so he was the number 18 male.This character is very likable, really the silly son of the landlord's family, with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart.On the surface, he is a libertine who dislikes his younger brother, but actually helps him a lot.

It took him two days to clear up the misunderstanding with the male protagonist before they were killed by the rebels who invaded the city. They didn't survive ten episodes in the script.

I asked, "Don't you want to try the male lead?"

Chen Yan shook his head: "The male protagonist is too upright, too similar to the character I played in the movie. I want to play a crooked one this time for a change of taste. Don't worry, this role is no worse than the male protagonist."

"Then I'll tell Mr. Shen later and ask him to keep this role for you." I asked again, "Speaking of which, why do you want to become an actor?"

Chen Yan laughed softly, and stared at me seriously: "I think, after I become famous as an actor, it will be easier for you to see me. What if... just fall in love with me? Besides, actors can make quite a lot of money. , I am inspired to support you."

I think I need a strong shot of insulin right now.

Xu Batian is doomed!