Entertainment: Deyun’s young class leader? Sorry, quit

Through his mobile phone, Deng Ziqi saw all the takeaways placed on Guo Qilin's table.

Pork chop curry rice, grilled squid, mutton skewers, grilled chicken wings.

After looking at it, he lowered his head to look at the claypot rice he ordered. His face was bitter and he bit his lip. "Why do I feel that the food I ordered is no longer delicious? You are eating this at night."

“If you don’t have these for midnight snack, what else can you eat?”

Deng Ziqi was speechless and looked at Guo Qilin with a wonderful expression. Then he picked up a spoon and scooped a mouthful of rice into his mouth, chewing it as if he was really hungry.

"I want to go to your place to eat."

The other party was envious while eating. Guo Qilin felt that he was not as fun as her. It seemed that the famous singer was just an ordinary girl in private.

So he spoke.

"Before I bought a house, I actually checked whether the takeout nearby was good or not. In the past, the takeout near the rental house was not good."

"It's like eating." Deng Ziqi was curious.

"We cross talk actors usually talk a lot. Apart from this, we don't have any other hobbies except eating. As for eating among those around me who are very particular about eating, my master's homemade side dishes are the best."

Guo Qilin showed a harmless smile and started to deceive people again. If others would not believe it, Teacher Yu made homemade side dishes, and six out of ten dishes would be met with thunder.

But Deng Ziqi was careless, believing him and looking at him very seriously as he spoke, "Really, how long have I been watching Teacher Yu's videos to learn? It just so happens that I can only do some simple things when it comes to cooking. If it's too complicated, I can't do it." ”

"You can learn."

Guo Qilin was eating in anticipation of how he would feel when the time came, and asked again, "How is it? Is yours delicious?"

"It's delicious. I'm just hungry."

“I’ll try claypot rice next time too.”

During the whole process, Guo Qilin said while eating that if he wanted to be happy, his mouth would not be blocked while eating, and he could talk about whatever came to his mind. The two of them had a great time chatting.

Naturally, Deng Ziqi was the same and kept looking at him.

Watching him eat, it felt really delicious than what I ordered.

Until something unexpected happened, she said, "Is your family urging you to find a partner?"

"Urge, how can I not urge it. Master and Mistress are trying every means to urge me, and they don't want me to end up like my senior brother who has no place at the age of forty. Fortunately, the tour will start tomorrow, and I guess I won't be able to urge it in a month or two."

"Really? Me too, even my sister asked me." Deng Ziqi looked helpless, "Then do you plan to find her?"

"It depends on fate. There's no telling. If there's a suitable person around, we'll be together."

Deng Ziqi's heart became active after hearing this. This is indeed the truth.

Then the two of them were quiet for a while, chatted for a few words after the meal, and then hung up the video. It was already getting late and they needed to start taking a rest.

But Deng Ziqi didn't, thinking about what Guo Qilin said about Teacher Yu's homemade side dishes.

To be honest, I wasn’t full.

She didn't have dinner that night, so she naturally ate a lot, so she wanted to make something more.

After searching for homemade side dishes, I picked one that was easy to prepare and had simple seasonings.

"Soy sauce, sesame oil...and green onions, coriander?"

Taking out the pot and putting it on the fire, and looking at the materials prepared beside him, Deng Ziqi started to make it and was quite busy.

Put things here and there.

When it was finally finished, I put it in a bowl and couldn't wait to taste it.

As soon as she tasted it, her expression changed. It wasn't terrible but it wasn't delicious either.

"Is it possible that I missed something? Or is it in the wrong order?"

Putting what he had made on the table, Deng Ziqi picked up his phone and looked at the steps carefully, looking for any mistakes. He then looked at the kitchen seasoning bottle and found that there were none.

I lowered my head and took another bite, but it still wasn't very tasty.

It's impossible for Teacher Yu's cooking to be like this.

After being depressed for a while, Deng Ziqi suddenly remembered the smile Guo Qilin showed when he spoke, and suddenly understood.

"Guo Qilin, you lied to me and deceived me!"

On the other side, Guo Qilin didn't know that Deng Ziqi had really tried. He had eaten and drank enough and planned to go to bed to prepare for tomorrow's departure.

It wasn't until the text message was sent that he laughed from ear to ear. Good guy, I really believe it.

There are no girls so easy to fool.

Fun.

I can only reply that I was unlucky and did not choose delicious homemade side dishes. Sometimes the master can still make delicious side dishes.

The night passed.

Early the next morning, before setting off on his journey, Guo Qilin made a special drive to Tianjin.

In Tianjin, he has no other thoughts except his grandparents' home. After all, he grew up in Yanjing since he was a child, and he has a deeper affection for the city of Yanjing.

"Da Linzi is here? Bringing something else? Don't bring any pork glutinous rice balls. Your grandpa worked hard to finish them during the Chinese New Year."

Before entering the house, Guo Qilin couldn't help laughing when he heard his grandma's words.

Just thinking about the picture makes Grandpa feel embarrassed.

He can eat it because he is not jealous and wants to try it even if the taste is not bad.

Grandpa has had this taste for decades, but he has changed a lot and is able to finish it all because his grandson gave it to him.

I won’t be content until I finish eating.

"I'm sorry, grandpa, I will buy you something sweet next time. For our family, we still have to eat sweet dumplings."

Guo Degang returned home and was respectful to his father, full of rules.

Guo Qilin is different, he has the bonus of being a relative from another generation.

Grandpa Dang had a smile on his face, waved his hands and said it was okay. He also tried to excuse himself by saying that it was good to eat it once in a while, to taste something new. It was the first time for him to eat pork glutinous rice balls at such an old age.

However, after entering the door, he suddenly changed his tone, "Your father came here again before and wanted me to persuade you. He probably saw you holding a concert and wanted to recruit you back to Deyun."

"What do you say?"

"What can you say? I can't control him. No matter how old I am, you can just have fun outside. I heard there are a lot of people at the concert."

"Well, eighty thousand people."

"Eighty thousand people, is it true?" When the grandmother heard the number, she was in disbelief.

How can the older generation have the concept of seating 80,000 people in a venue?

I've heard Sun Tzu hold a concert, but I don't know exactly how many people there were.

This still didn't tell them how surprised the old couple would be if they knew that a total of 160,000 people attended his concerts after two consecutive concerts.

"You can't be wrong. I saw the news and it seemed like there were 80,000 people."

I am excited to be a grandpa and very proud of my grandson. It’s hard to imagine that a six-year-old child who didn’t like going out and couldn’t see his parents when he was a child, and who was hurriedly taken to Yanjing, would one day reach this point.

"Grandpa and grandma, it is precisely because of the popularity of the concert that I am leaving tonight to tour in other cities. I came here to tell you."

"How long will it take?"

"Two months."

"Okay, get busy. It's a good thing for young people to be busy. When you come back, we'll prepare delicious food for you."

It was normal for a child to grow up and leave home. The old couple was not reluctant to leave. They talked to the child for many things before sending the child to Yanjing in the afternoon.