After rebirth, I just want to rely on my face

Director Zhao saw that Zhou Qi was holding a mobile phone in his hand, walked over with a relaxed expression, thought for a while and said, "Your boy is always thoughtful. Don't resist if you have something to do. If you need Uncle Zhao, just ask."

Hearing Director Zhao's promise to Zhou Qi in this way, Gu Yijia's heart that had been on his mind was relieved a little.

Director Zhao is an old Jianghu, with deep resources and connections in the circle. With his help, and Zhou Qi's own team's operation, the influence of this black hot search on him should not last long.

However, Zhou Qi shook his head to Director Zhao and said, "Uncle Zhao, it's not worth asking your old man to take action on this matter."

Zhao Hong laughed and said yes.

Gu Yijia didn't make a sound, and led the way silently, using the key card to swipe the door of the apartment building.He opened the door to let Director Zhao walk in front, and when Zhou Qi passed by him, Gu Yijia looked up at him worriedly.

Zhou Qi suddenly stopped and turned sideways to his ear and said, "Don't watch. I'm hungry." Then he lowered his head and smiled, and stepped out with long legs to catch up with Director Zhao Hong.

Gu Yijia held the door card in his hand, he was obviously still worried about Zhou Qi, but in the end he made a fuss for a long time, is it because the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuchs are in a hurry?Moreover, is there a strange switch turned on on Zhou Qi?

Why are you so teasing! ?

Isn't it just... being kissed?Gu Yijia bit her lip, that was just for a while... No, not for a while.He had already figured it out, if fate made Zhou Qi pay the price, then he would stand in front of Zhou Qi.

He took a deep breath and followed the two, entered the elevator and pressed the floor.

After entering the door, Gu Yijia first made tea for Director Zhao and Zhou Qi. Director Zhao was a busy man, and he couldn't sit still when he answered the phone for three times. Finally, he just sat by the window with his big thermos cup in his arms and started a video chat.

Zhou Qi sat on the sofa, Gu Yijia put the tea cup on the coffee table in front of him, turned around and prepared to go to the kitchen, scratched his head halfway through the walk and felt that it was not thoughtful enough, rushed into his room and took out a stack of magazines and piled it in front of Zhou Qi.

"If you're bored, then..." Gu Yijia said before looking down at the cover of the top magazine.His legs gave way and he almost fell over, but he didn't forget to grab some of the magazines that were half pushed out.

How to do? !

Mistake! ! !

He actually took the stack of "treasures" on the table that Zhou Qi must not see!

Gu Yijia turned her face to one side, ready to pretend that she didn't know anything and knocked the magazine on the floor and replaced it with another one.But he bumped it with his elbow, and then bumped it again, and the stack of magazines... didn't budge?

He moved his eyes to the cover of the magazine, and saw a hand pressing on the stack of magazines. The fingers were even and slender, with neat edges, and the skin was so white that it was even a little translucent.The owner of the hand, Zhou Qi, leaned forward and was seriously looking at the cover of the top book.

"I don't even have this book." Zhou Qi was quite surprised.

"Then I'll give it to you!" Although it was a treasure, Gu Yijia said it without any hesitation.Surround Wei and save Zhao!What he is thinking at the moment is that as long as you don't pick it up, we can still be good friends.

Then Zhou Qi picked up the book on top, and he took it as soon as he took it, and he even glanced down.

No!Don't look! !Gu Yijia is about to suffocate! ! !

"Oh. You also have this book?" Zhou Qi was surprised.

Gu Yijia's hands behind her were clenched tightly, because there was really no way to be more embarrassing.

That magazine was his best choice for late nights, the most precious of all treasures—it contained a group of black and white bathroom shirt photos of Zhou Qi.On the cover, Zhou Qi is clutching the glass door of the bathroom with one hand, his wet hair is pressed against his forehead, his eyes are looking melancholy at the camera through the slightly misty glass, he is wearing a thin shirt soaked in water, buttoned Open, revealing a muscular and tight chest.

This is one of the few "Welfare" magazine still photos taken by Zhou Qi, who has always followed the ascetic style.The sales volume of that issue was very hot, and Gu Yijia begged his grandpa to tell his grandma to launch a nationwide search of classmates, relatives and friends to get such a copy.

It has always been his favorite at the bottom of the box.

But today, today, he was so dazed that he took out this stack of magazines and showed it in front of the deity.

"This...can't...give it to you." Gu Yijia gritted his teeth and squeezed out word by word with difficulty.

"Don't be nervous. A gentleman doesn't take what others like." Zhou Qi let go of his hand, swept the tips of Gu Yijia's red ears, and leaned back on the sofa with satisfaction.

Gu Yijia seemed to be pardoned, hurriedly carried the magazine back to her arms, and remembered that she promised to give the top copy to Zhou Qi just now, so she reluctantly took out that one and prepared to put it on the table slowly.

Zhou Qi pushed his hand generously, shook his head lightly and said, "No, I've said it all. I won't steal your things."

Gu Yijia didn't dare to lift his head, he turned around and ran back to the room with the magazine in his arms, and gave him a random stack of science and financial weekly magazines.Then he looked for the remote control everywhere. He searched all over the coffee table and TV cabinet but couldn't find it. When he looked up, he saw the remote control was caught in the gap between the cushions behind where Zhou Qi was sitting.

"The remote control of the TV is with you, you can turn it on and watch it yourself."

Gu Yijia turned around to enter the kitchen, but Zhou Qi smiled and refused to let him go: "Where?"

Gu Yijia pointed to the sofa cushion for a long time, but Zhou Qi still didn't touch it.Gu Yijia had to muster up the courage to reach out and touch Zhou Qi's lower back.When his hand slid across Zhou Qi's back, he was already familiar with it.

As a result, he made such a big determination to touch the pi in his head, but Zhou Qi touched the remote control one step ahead of him, and secretly squeezed Gu Yijia's hand, but it was released immediately.

He shook the remote control and asked, "This one?" His eyes were particularly innocent.

What about the flower of Gaoling that he had promised?Where did you go? !

Gu Yijia could only enter the kitchen holding hands, opened the refrigerator door, and put his head in.He needs to cool down completely.

In the end, it took a long time to settle Zhou Qi, but he rolled up his sleeves and came to the kitchen area, turned on the tap and washed his hands carefully, and asked him in a leisurely manner: "Is it enough to talk to the refrigerator? I'll help."

Gu Yijia grabbed the broccoli, turned around and put it on the table, saying, "Okay."

Fortunately, the broccoli was fresh and hard enough, otherwise they might have a rare dish tonight: raw broccoli juice.

Although Young Master Zhou Qi didn't seem to be very involved in the cooking work at first glance, but he reacted very quickly and his movements were very flexible.With his help washing the vegetables, Gu Yijia and his partner processed the ingredients very quickly.Fifteen minutes into the preparation time, there are already a dozen large and small colorful bowls on the table.

Several small glass bowls are basically golden yellow, and they are filled with clams, mustard sauce, sesame sweet and sour salad dressing, and spare minced green onion, ginger and garlic.

One of the two medium-sized bowls was dark red and contained thinly sliced ​​beef short ribs in marinade.In the other bowl are hand-cracked small broccoli flowers, which are piled up like emerald green hills.

In a large bowl are thinly sliced ​​tomatoes, slowly oozing reddish juice.Gu Yijia is removing the stalks of the shiitake mushrooms, slicing all the mushroom caps and putting them on a plate.Zhou Qi was fighting with a lotus root with a paring knife.

Director Zhao hung up the phone and came over to have a look: "Oh, my eyes are opened today. Who is Master Zhou doing for, that he is willing to cook?"

As soon as Director Zhao teased, Zhou Qi happened to lose his grip, and the paring knife fell into the sink with a clang.

Gu Yijia quickly put the knife away, grabbed Zhou Qi's hand to check it carefully, and asked, "Are you hurt? Let me do it."

Zhou Qi shook his hand back, shaking his head gently.

Gu Yijia blushed again from this gentle grip, he lowered his head to calm himself down.

"Director Zhao, do you think there is anything you should not eat?" Gu Yijia asked in a muffled voice.

Director Zhao carefully scanned the dish preparation bowls, and nodded with satisfaction: "Well, I can eat anything. I heard Lao Pei said that you are capable, so you can make up your mind. But your side dishes are so unique, I can't even guess Find out what you're going to do."

"It's all researched by myself. Before the drama..." Gu Yijia put the mushroom slices in the oven, and almost said that he was on the set, but suddenly realized that he hadn't been on the set this round, and quickly changed his words, "ju—— It’s just that the company wants us to control our weight, and I don’t want to just rely on drinking vegetable juice to get rid of oil, and I’m going to mess around on my own.”

Zhou Qi peeled the lotus root and put it on the chopping board, and gave him a meaningful look.

Gu Yijia was busy with his hands, so he didn't think about the meaning of Zhou Qi's eyes, and continued to say to Director Zhao who came to watch: "But you don't have to worry, I am still confident in the taste. And it is guaranteed to be low-salt and low-calorie. You just wait." !"

"Now I understand why Lao Pei told me to let you come to the set to cook. There is someone like you, and the girls in the set who drink vegetable juice to lose weight don't follow you as gods?" Director Zhao laughed, ready to take Eat with a slice of tomato.

"He's just a small pot, he can't be a god." After Zhou Qi finished speaking, he stretched out his arms and snatched the tomato slices from Director Zhao.

Director Zhao was robbed of the tomato up to his mouth. He looked at Zhou Qi, who was holding the vegetable preparation bowl with his eyes downcast, amused. .” Turned and left the kitchen area.

Gu Yijia turned on the oven and took out the sliced ​​shiitake mushrooms that exude a strong fungal aroma to cool down.The lotus root that Zhou Qi had just peeled was sliced ​​into thin slices with a kitchen knife.

Then the two burners were put on the pot at the same time, poured hot water and added a little salt, first cooked the lotus root slices, and then the broccoli. Gu Yijia nudged Zhou Qi with his elbow and signaled him to be in charge of monitoring.

"Take out the lotus root slices when the water boils, and take out the broccoli and other vegetable stalks after they turn green, and put them in this cold water basin to cool down." He reminded, Zhou Qi looked into his eyes seriously while listening, this kind of The silent natural teasing once again made Gu Yijia want to stick his head into the refrigerator.

He quickly turned his head and stared at the pot on the other side. He heated up the oil, added minced ginger, garlic and pepper, and sautéed until fragrant. The fat slowly melts under the action of heat, giving off a milky scent.

He was about to get the vegetable preparation bowl, but Zhou Qi understood what he meant first, picked up the tomato slices for him, asked with his eyes and then poured them into the pot for him, and said softly, "You're welcome."

Tomato slices are stir-fried to produce juice. Gu Yijia seasons with oregano, parsley, and rosemary, then adds water to submerge the ingredients, covers and simmers over low heat.

Most of the dinner is ready now, and the final task is to serve the dish combination.

Pour the sesame sweet and sour sauce on the shiitake mushroom slices and mix well. The sesame fragrance spreads and fills the appetite.Verdant broccoli drizzled with mustard vinaigrette.Stir-fry the lotus root slices in a non-stick pan twice and add salt and pepper. The salt and pepper dots on the white lotus root slices look very cute.

The main course of dinner is beef slices with tomatoes, poured into a white porcelain basin full of vigor and a pot of thick red sauce dishes, the rich and fresh aroma of tomatoes and beef combination lingers in the air.

Four dishes are out of the pot within half an hour, and the multigrain rice cooked in the rice cooker that was scheduled before going out in the morning is also ready. Sprinkle a handful of black sesame seeds on it and mix well.Serve a bowl to each person.

The rich red color on the table is beef with tomato, the green color is mustard broccoli, white lotus root slices with salt and pepper, and light brown sesame mushrooms.Fragrance fills the room.

Zhou Qi looked at these dishes, his eyes were full of anticipation, and the movements of sitting down and picking up the chopsticks were full of ritual.As a chef, Gu Yijia was very satisfied with his reaction.If you like it, I will be happy.

Everyone was about to move their chopsticks to eat, Director Zhao suddenly said: "Wait a minute, I have to take a photo!" Then he took the two of them to the left and took another shot. He still felt that the composition was not good, moved the position to match the light source and took another shot, and then put the dishes They were all photographed.

"Director Zhao, are you filming?" After getting familiar with the relationship, Gu Yijia couldn't help teasing Director Zhao.

"It's more important than filming! This is the first time I've seen this kid cook! Besides, your sixth uncle has shown me a lot of your cooking before. I'm going to shoot these and plan to fight back against him in the future."

"Why don't you call him Sixth Master?"

"He told me. He said that there are middle-aged and elderly cp videos of me and me." Director Zhao replied while filming the dishes.

Finally sat down to eat, Director Zhao said after eating two chopsticks, "Actually, I have a notebook in my hand, and I have been preparing it for several years. I have been looking for an actor I like."

He patted Zhou Qi on the shoulder, "I have been asking this kid to play one of the roles, but he kept rejecting me."

Zhou Qi said wrongly: "Uncle Zhao, I am not..."

Director Zhao winked his eyes to make him shut up, and continued to say: "But he told me today that if you act opposite him, he will act. How about it, Xiao Gu, will you come or not?"

The sentence "How about it, Xiao Gu, come or not" fell in Gu Yijia's ears, and overlapped with the same sentence in his memory countless times in the past when he was reborn. At the same time, it echoed, repeated, and even shook in his mind. The tone became more powerful and unquestionable, and then became more and more depressed, and became more and more difficult to distinguish.It was as if he had been imagining the tone of fate when he spoke.

This series of questioning made Gu Yijia seem to be pressed by an invisible weight that was difficult to support, and his body trembled slightly.His eyes darkened for a while, he opened his mouth, and found that he couldn't even make a sound.

Everything around him became so slow, he seemed to use his whole body's strength to even blink, and his breathing became extremely difficult, as if he was drowning.

He wanted to wake up from this hallucination, but he clenched his fists and palms, but only vague dull pain came from him, it was useless, he felt like he was going to be out of breath.

But a warm hand held him rescuingly.That hand grabbed his cold and convulsive fingers, and gently rubbed his fingertips that were stuck in the skin of the palm of his hand one by one to loosen them.For a moment, all the endless sounds like tinnitus in his ears stopped, and the light shone back into his blackened eyes again.

Zhou Qi patted Gu Yijia's hand lightly, and then said very calmly: "Uncle Zhao, you have to let him think about it."

The author has something to say: Zhou Qi: Hand in hand.

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(Writing about eating late at night is simply masochistic...)