The road to movie stardom for those who eat melons

Ding Wang and Chen Yang went to Wen Ze half an hour in advance to see if they needed help sorting things out.

It turned out that the two of them thought too much, and Wenze could handle it alone without the help of others.

As soon as Ding Wang and Chen Yang entered Wenze's room, they saw neatly arranged suitcases and backpacks, as well as a large bag of snacks.

Ding Wang glanced at Wen Ze and joked: "Two months have passed and you haven't finished all the snacks. How much did you buy?"

"That bag of snacks is not mine. Bao Yan left it here for me. Out of integrity, I didn't eat any of it." Wen Ze explained with a smile, why he was still a little proud.

Ding Wang nodded clearly: "Yes, Bao Yan is a little clever, and he spends his few thoughts on stealing food."

Wen Zeshen felt the same way. Bao Yan was very obsessed with eating. He always wanted to eat something that was not allowed to be eaten secretly, but he was often caught.

"He doesn't have any hobbies. He just likes to eat delicious food. He has been strictly controlling his diet. After a long time, he really can't stand it. If he doesn't eat something secretly, he will go crazy." Wen Ze curled up the corners of his mouth involuntarily, When I think of Bao Yan going crazy, I feel inexplicably sad and funny, and I feel a little sympathetic to him.

Ding Wang also found it funny. He battled wits with his manager for a bite to eat, but in the end he didn't get much advantage. He sighed: "It's not easy for Bao Yan. There is still such a big bag of food left. I guess I haven't eaten much. Are you going to send it to him secretly, or keep it for him?" Ding Wang expressed great curiosity about this.

Wenze thought about it for a while, deciding which option was more suitable, or sending it to Bao Yan afterwards to save the trouble in the middle.

"I'd better ask for his opinion." Wen Ze came up with a way not to take the blame easily and let Bao Yan make his own decision, so as not to make it unclear.

Ding Wang: "That's okay. He chose it himself. If it is confiscated, he won't be able to blame you."

Wen Ze thought so too, but he wouldn't say it out loud and just smiled.

Ding Wang felt that his own artists were not so harmless, and even a little shady.

Hearing Chen Yang's silent mourning for Qian Duole's wallet, it was time for him to deduct the money again and shed a handful of bitter tears for him.

Once again, I'm glad I followed the right person. Ding Wang didn't make such a request, and Wenze was also very measured. In other words, Wenze was already thin enough, and eating snacks occasionally would not have any impact.

Chen Yang was secretly happy. His wallet had not shrunk and was still growing steadily. He was so lucky.

Wen Ze and Ding Wang's attention was not on Chen Yang, so it was impossible to discover his little thoughts.

The three of Wenze planned to go to the reserved hotel room early. They made an appointment to have dinner at the hotel because it would save trouble.

Going out to eat out not only takes time on the road, but also runs the risk of being recognized, so the gain outweighs the gain.

The three of them took the elevator to the sixth floor and entered the private room under the guidance of the waiter. After sitting down, they ordered a few dishes and agreed that they would wait until everyone arrived before serving the dishes and that more dishes would be added.

The waiter left the private room very discerningly, leaving only three people.

Wenze poured himself a cup of barley tea and asked Ding Wang and Chen Yang if they wanted to drink it.

"Pour it down." Ding Wang responded affirmatively, so he didn't need to do anything.

But Chen Yang hurriedly refused: "Brother Wen, I can do it myself." He didn't dare to ask Wen Ze to pour him tea. He was annoyed that he didn't do a good job just now and didn't take the initiative to pour the tea in time.

Wen Ze didn't force himself. After pouring the tea for Ding Wang, he put the teapot in front of Chen Yang so that he could pour the tea.

Wen Ze drank barley tea with a contented look on his face, his eyebrows relaxed, and the tea was hot and very comfortable.

The taste of barley tea is very rich, and the whole mouth is filled with the unique aroma of barley. Unknowingly, my mood becomes calmer than water.

Ding Wang didn't care what he drank, and he didn't feel much about barley tea. He just happened to be thirsty and wanted to drink some to quench his thirst.

Chen Yang poured himself eight minutes full, put down the teapot, held the cup in both hands, and drank in small sips with a relaxed expression on his face.

Ding Wang took the initiative to break the quiet situation and got down to business: "The filming here in Hengdian has been completed, and I will fly to Province Y in the afternoon. The eating habits there are very special, the taste is sour and spicy, and there are many kinds of insects. , I don’t know if you can get used to it.”

Wen Ze was not worried, because he was really not used to eating, so he could cook it himself without fear of running out of food.

"Brother Ding, don't worry, have you forgotten that I can cook?" Wen Ze smiled confidently. He still has some talent in cooking.

Ding Wang was stunned and suddenly raised his voice: "Can you cook?"

Wenze thought about it in confusion, didn't he say it? After thinking about it carefully, it was true, so he smiled sheepishly: "I thought I said before that I could cook, but it turned out that it was just my thought. But now It’s not too late, you can try my craftsmanship then, you won’t be disappointed.”

Ding Wang stared at Wenze with a mysterious expression on his face, as if he was getting to know him again, but there was still a trace of uncertainty: "You really know how to cook? And your skills are pretty good? You didn't bluff me?"

Wen Ze looked sure and said in a firm tone: "I promise that everything I tell you is the truth. If you don't believe it, you can ask Bao Yan for confirmation when he arrives. He has eaten the food I cooked."

Ding Wang really believed it now. Not many young people can cook now, and many people would rather order takeout or eat out than cook at home.

Because it is very troublesome.

It is really tiring to buy vegetables, wash them, cut them, and after cooking, wash the pots and dishes.

Ding Wang patted Wenze on the shoulder with appreciation: "That's right. Even if you go to the deep mountains and forests, you don't have to worry about not having enough food. You can cook it yourself. When the time comes, I will definitely try your craftsmanship. Is it as good as you said? good."

Wen Ze was not false at all, he smiled and agreed: "Then I will show off my special skills and cook a few special dishes for Brother Ding to comment on."

Ding Wang agreed: "No problem."

Wen Ze did not leave Chen Yang alone, and also extended an invitation to him: "Chen Yang, when I'm done, you can try it for me and see how it tastes."

Chen Yang nodded like a fool: "Brother Wen, I will definitely do it."

"Well," Wen Ze was in a good mood and gave a bright smile. He hadn't cooked for a while, but his skills were still there and he wasn't afraid that the food wouldn't be delicious.

In fact, Wen Ze likes the most delicious dishes. Not only can he satisfy his own appetite, but he can also watch others eating delicious food, which gives him a sense of accomplishment.

Ten minutes later, Bao Yan and Qian Duole finally arrived at the private room and asked the waiter to add three more dishes, all of which were Bao Yan's favorite meat dishes.

Wenze joked to Bao Yan, "If I hadn't called to remind you, you would have been late, because you stepped in right now."

Bao Yan raised his eyes and glanced at Wen Ze, and said nonchalantly: "Even if you didn't call me, Qian Duole would wake me up. I told him last night that he can wake me up only after ten o'clock."

Wen Ze was not surprised, Bao Yan was such a person.

The dishes were served one after another. Everyone was hungry and busy eating, with no intention of chatting while eating.

Since none of them had breakfast, it would be strange if they weren't hungry.

After we finished eating, we started chatting.