Douluo: Qin Shimingyue system

Mr. Zhu came over and said with a smile, "I'm here today too. If you need any help, just ask. I've already sent someone to repair the three-wheeler. You can come when you finish work."

Fang Songqi stood behind, looking at Mr. Zhu quietly without speaking.

But Assistant Xiao Zhao said thank you very politely.

Fang Songqi asked Assistant Zhao to take the things and turned around to leave.

Maybe it’s because of the rain last night, but now the air is very fresh and moist, and there is still a hazy drizzle in the sky. The photos taken have a different feeling.

Mr. Zhu was at the filming location all day today, and he also asked someone to bring lunch to him.

Before Fang Songqi went out, she heard Assistant Xiao Zhao call out.

"Wow! Chicken hamstrings! And beef brisket soup! This lunch is so rich. Sister Songqi, come out quickly!"

Fang Songqi stopped. It was neither going out nor returning.

She opened the door and went out. She originally thought that what was placed on the table were take-out boxes one by one, but at this time, the table was filled with clean dishes and chopsticks, and waves of wafts could be smelled from the kitchen. fragrant.

"Did you ask the chef to cook it freshly?"

A figure came out of the kitchen wearing an apron.

"Have a try and see if what I, the chef, can make is acceptable to these two girls."

Before Fang Songqi could say anything, Assistant Zhao's rainbow fart started blowing.

"Looking at the color and aroma, the taste must be good! It's comparable to top chefs!" Assistant Xiao Zhao almost wrote two words on his face.

With such a tall rainbow fart in front of her as a benchmark, Fang Songqi would be overshadowed no matter what she said, so she simply didn't say anything.

She went to the kitchen and took a bowl with rice.

Behind him, Mr. Zhu followed, "Don't you like the food you cooked today?"

"No, you did a good job." Fang Songqi felt a figure approaching from behind, and her back stiffened suddenly.

Mr. Zhu stood beside her, "If you don't like it, I'll do something else tonight."

"Don't bother, I'm not picky about food." Fang Songqi clearly said her rejection of others thousands of miles away was written on her face. ?

Mr. Zhu smiled and leaned on the cooking table behind him, "Aren't you picky about food? Are you telling me that you are easy to raise?"

Fang Songqi's heart skipped a beat.

Mr. Zhu took the bowl of rice from Fang Songqi's hand and said, "Let me carry it over."

Before Fang Songqi could refuse, Mr. Zhu had already taken the bowl in her hand.

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, but when he took the bowl from Fang Songqi's hand, his fingertips lightly scraped her wrist.

The inside of Fang Songqi's wrist seemed to suddenly be filled with electricity, making her want to retreat, but there was the cooking table behind her, and she had no way to retreat.

Mr. Zhu had already walked out first with two portions of rice.

Fang Songqi looked at his back.

The broad shoulders, tall figure, and even the teasing tone are so similar.

When they were students, Lu Kun flirted with her like this at first.

Always casual physical contact, ambiguous words, teasing her bit by bit.

At that time, she was still a little girl, her mind was completely blank, and she had no idea about this method of flirting with girls, so her heart was captured by Lu Kun little by little.

But it's different now.

She has traveled thousands of miles and learned a lot.

She thought she wouldn't fall for this, but actually...

She will still be captured by the same routine, because this is the most precious and precious memory that Lu Kun has left in her heart.

During the meal, I thought it would be a quiet moment, but fortunately, Assistant Xiao Zhao was such a talkative person.

Assistant Zhao kept talking, praising Mr. Zhu's cooking skills and Fang Songqi's leadership skills as a leader.

"I think you two are a perfect match!"

This was also her first time as a matchmaker, and she was very excited.

This is the first time I've been given a lead by two equally outstanding handsome men and beautiful women.

However, it seems that Luo Hua has feelings and Liu Shui has no intention. Mr. Zhu is still very gentleman, but when it comes to Fang Songqi, it feels like Fang Songqi is deliberately avoiding this topic.

After finishing the meal and starting work again, Fang Songqi called Assistant Zhao to the other side.

"Don't make jokes like that with Mr. Zhu again."

Assistant Zhao suddenly felt that Fang Songqi was too serious.

Ever since she applied to the studio, she has always felt that Fang Songqi is a female boss who can get along well with her subordinates and is particularly approachable.

But now, this was the first time that Fang Songqi spoke to her in such a stern tone.

Assistant Xiao Zhao nodded, "Okay, I understand."

Fang Songqi looked at Assistant Zhao's suddenly disappointed expression and moved her lips to comfort her, but when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them again.

She should look like a leader.

Although she knew that she was just using this sensitive emotional issue as an excuse to establish her authority.

Fang Songqi was in a state of confusion all day today. There were a few sets of photos that she couldn't find the feeling for, so she took them again several times, and finally managed to get by.

Mr. Zhu came over from behind and said, "Don't ask too much of yourself, just take it easy."

Fang Songqi was adjusting the angle, "The photo wasn't enough."

"I think it's very good," Mr. Zhu said. "Actually, your photos are for the public. Ordinary people will not be like professionals. They will not be picky about light and shadow or parallel distance. They will only look at it. If it looks good, that’s it.”

Fang Songqi turned around and said, "Are you teaching me how to cut corners?"

"No," Mr. Zhu smiled, "I'm teaching you how to use the tip of the knife with the edge."

"Then when should you use it on the edge?"

"During photography competitions and photography exhibitions," Mr. Zhu said, "people who go to restaurants at that time are professionals, and you have to treat them with [-]% professionalism."

Fang Songqi turned the camera to the landscape outside again, "How do you know these photos of mine will not be selected to participate in the photography competition? I would rather treat every one of my works as a competition."

Mr. Zhu was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "I'm right, Miss Fang."

At the end of the evening, none of the three of them had eaten.

Mr. Zhu said: "I asked the villagers to make some local delicacies tonight and deliver them to our house. After all, we will leave in a few days. It would be good to taste the local delicacies."

This time Fang Songqi did not object.

The local food is very distinctive, especially the taste of Hexia Ranran.

The three of them ate in the courtyard. In order to create an atmosphere, Mr. Zhu even brought out the speakers in the room.

"I downloaded some music while I had a signal to help brighten the atmosphere."

With the company of light music, the embarrassment of not talking is alleviated.

Assistant Xiao Zhao hurriedly left the table after finishing the meal, not wanting to be a light bulb for these two people.

She doesn't have to pull the strings, but if it's a natural relationship, she can't control it.