I want to die every day [entertainment circle]

If Gu Cexuan saw Fu Zhichuan's appearance at this time, he would immediately open the window to see if it was raining red outside, and whether people regarded Qingming Festival as Valentine's Day.

Just kidding, who is Fu Zhichuan?If you go out and ask random passers-by, even if you are not a fan of him, you must have heard of his name.In just a few years in the entertainment industry, he has already won various international and domestic awards, and even broke the unspoken rule that some awards use qualifications as the judging criteria. He has won countless awards for best actor; The time on the T stage is shorter, but he is praised as the "muse" of inspiration by the world's four lifelong achievement masters of fashion design, threatening that if he is no longer in the clothes he designed, no one will wear them again; he takes over Masefield The family business has not exceeded five years, and it has far surpassed his father's achievements in the same period...

A strong family background is certainly one aspect, but his influence and hard work since he was a child are even more decisive factors.Even the gossip reporters who can't wait to follow him 24 hours a day to find lace news can only praise him: such a man, the proud son of heaven!

Such a person is now wearing a cat apron, cooking chicken soup in a hurry, and the promised gentleman stays away from the kitchen?

In fact, the thing is like this -

"Boss, look at the things I bought. I specifically asked the manager of the farmer's market, and he recommended me the freshest stall. I watched the owner cut the throat and pluck the hair of this chicken. The nutritional value is absolutely perfect!"

When Fu Zhichuan opened the door, he was faced with a chicken face that was dying, and behind it was the big round face of Little Hambers, who was full of smiles. This guy was very excited to show Fu Zhichuan the so-called "healthy food" he bought.

"There are still more." Little Hanbos was completely unaware of his boss's dark face, and was still excitedly taking out bags one by one, "Authentic Xinjiang red dates! Look at this big head, you can fill it up when you look at it." .The old man who sells dates is from another place. He couldn’t understand when I asked him how much a catty was, so I just bought them all... oh, there’s more—”

"I said," Fu Zhichuan laughed back angrily, squinted his long and narrow eyes, and looked at little Hanbos "kindly", "won't you buy some cooked food?"

"Karma?" Little Humble's excited expression suddenly froze on his face.

"Is it you who can do this bunch of things that are born now, or I who can do it?" Fu Zhichuan said each word slowly, but a sense of oppression that was not angry and self-important was mixed in it, which almost made Little Hanbos Sweaty forehead.

Speaking of which, the fact that he can't cook has always been a sore foot for little Hambers.Hambers has lived in Alexon Manor with the Masefield family for generations, and is the butler of the Masefield family. As a qualified butler, cooking skills are naturally indispensable.But little Hambers is an outlier, whether he is being taught by someone next to him or reading professional books, he can turn a good dish into a dark one.

Because of this, Old Hanbos once suspected that his wife had cheated, and his own blood was unreasonable to be so useless.

"I was wrong, boss!" Little Hambos realized that he had made a big oolong, opened his mouth and started howling, wishing he could kneel on the ground and grab Fu Zhichuan's trousers and kowtow to apologize.

Fu Zhichuan was afraid that his loud voice would wake up Xi Yan who had finally fallen asleep, so he hurriedly told him to shut up.

"Okay, let's put these things down first. You can go to Stellar Entertainment to say hello for me, and say that I'm going to visit tomorrow, and ask Stellman to pick out some artists from the company, an elite production team, and newly signed Good script, always on call."

Stellar Entertainment is a relatively inconspicuous family of the Masefield family in China's entertainment industry. There are not many artists under it, but fortunately, there are no particularly popular artists or particularly bad artists. Their development has been stable and they have won awards. Keep a low profile, choosing this company can make Xiyan neither too conspicuous as an early bird, nor be buried in the unknown.

Fu Zhichuan thought that for Xiyan to truly have a sense of belonging to this era, it is inevitable to integrate into the outside world, so he chose to help him in this way.

Why do you want to help him?

Probably Xiyan moved him when he said "Where are you going" with such a helpless expression.

Hearing this, little Hanbos immediately wiped away the tears on his face, subconsciously puffed out his chest and shouted: "Yes!" Then he asked cautiously, "Do you want to make movies again?"

"I didn't shoot it." Too lazy to talk nonsense with Little Hambos, he directly closed the door, leaving Little Hambos alone outside the door, thinking wildly.

After staring at the dead black-bone chicken for a while, Fu Zhichuan's first plan was to call a nearby hotel or restaurant and bring in a chef temporarily.But he felt that if he came in person, he might not be able to do it. He absolutely did not believe that he was a cooking killer like Little Hambers.

So, Fu Zhichuan, who was in a good mood today, decided to try it himself. After silently criticizing how unfashionable the cat apron was for a while, he took the pile of ingredients that were said to be of good quality into the kitchen.

Therefore, the scene that Xiyan saw now appeared - obviously Fu Zhichuan overestimated himself.

The chicken soup may still be drinkable, but the kitchen floor, cutting board, and range hood are all in a mess. Fu Zhichuan was thinking about how to destroy his body and traces to save his image as a cold god, when he heard "poof" laughter from behind .

"Haha, my God, have you never cooked?" Xiyan leaned against the kitchen door with his stomach in his arms and laughed.

Fu Zhichuan turned around silently and looked at him fixedly.

Xiyan managed to stop laughing, covered his mouth to hide the curvature of his mouth, and apologized without any sincerity: "Well, I'm sorry... Uh, is this your extra service?"

I'm afraid this guy will never find out that he made the wrong number if he doesn't remind him.Fu Zhichuan didn't speak.

Xi Yan took him as acquiescing, and felt that he had taken advantage of it. Originally, he just found a hugger with a self-defeating mentality. He didn't expect to be able to fall asleep with a hug. He didn't expect this person to be so handsome and considerate. As a natural gay , an instinct drove Xiyan to automatically light up the strike-up skills.

"I don't know your name yet?"

Fu Zhichuan raised his eyes and said lightly, "Fu Zhichuan."

"Zhi... Chuan... what a good name. Can I call you by your name directly?"

Fu Zhichuan observed the expression on Xiyan's face, and found that his expression did not change at all when he heard the name, as if he had never heard of "Fu Zhichuan" before.

Fu Zhichuan also dispelled the last doubt about Xiyan's identity.

According to the information, the original young director "Xiyan" is a big fan of Fu Zhichuan. Although he never tells outsiders easily, and does not collect magazines, posters, etc. at home, he has repeatedly shared the scripts he created. Submitted to the company controlled by the Masefield family, and there were still loud calls to see him in the company.However, the person in front of him knew nothing about him.

In fact, when Xiyan received the memory of the original owner, he ignored all knowledge except the level of material production in this world. He had no impression of entertainment circles, fashion circles and other culturally related things. I don't know anything about Fu Zhichuan.

"can."

Xiyan secretly compared a "V" to himself in his heart.Going to bed to achieve the first step: calling each other affectionately.achieved!

In order to hide his complacency, Xiyan quickly changed the subject: "Have you cooked chicken soup? It smells delicious."

As he said that, he walked over to the pot and took a look. It was a bit embarrassing to see. A whole huge black-bone chicken was nested in the pot in a distorted posture. It was dotted with red dates, goji berries and other traditional Chinese medicines. It looked like a chicken. A human tragedy.

"It's not very pretty..." Fu Zhichuan has always asked himself to do his best in everything, and this time cooking is really a shame in his opinion.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just that the appearance is not satisfactory, I believe it must taste good." Xiyan comforted him while holding his hand.

Don’t they all show it like this in TV dramas, no matter how unpalatable the food your girlfriend cooks, no matter how much salt you put in, and no matter how burnt it is, you must smile and say it’s delicious, otherwise you’ll have to break up every minute, not to mention he still If you don't catch up with this tall man, you must not hurt his self-esteem.Yes, it is like that!I am really witty, I must give twelve likes!

Fu Zhichuan seemingly casually glanced at Xiyan's movement of pulling his hand to wipe the oil, and was amused in his heart. Is this guy trying to hook him up?He withdrew his hand naturally, as if he didn't notice anything.

"Would you like to have a bowl first?"

Xiyan was still regretting the disappearance of the touch in his hands, and nodded repeatedly after hearing the words, expressing that he was looking forward to it: "Okay, okay."

Xiyan smiled and nodded, looking very cute, and a dull hair on his head that was curled up in sleep also swayed.

Fu Zhichuan suddenly remembered what Fu Jiuyu looked like when he was a child, a cute little one, playing on the bed by himself, never crying or fussing, walked over to pick him up, and asked him if he was hungry and if he wanted to drink milk, little guy She would hold his neck and lean on his shoulder, nod, and answer him in vague words: "Daddy... I want to drink... I need to add a lot of sugar..." The soft hair is also up and down, rubbing On his face, soft.He would rub his head and laugh at him: "Why do you like candy so much, you don't want the little teeth that just grew?"

Thinking of this, Fu Zhichuan really wanted to touch Xiyan's head.

In fact, he did.

"Huh?" Xiyan raised his head in a daze, and stared blankly at Fu Zhichuan's slightly doting and smiling eyes, and those gray-blue eyes that were a little sharp because of their narrow length became gentle.

After realizing what he had done, Fu Zhichuan slowly withdrew his hand and continued to ride the chicken soup, as if he just made a very normal action just now.

Xiyan was very turbulent at first, and kept roaring in his heart: He touched my head!Still smiling so handsomely!Does it mean that he actually has a little crush on me?However, after being excited for a while, seeing Fu Zhichuan's normal demeanor and actions, he felt that maybe he was just thinking too much.

As expected, the chicken broth tasted weird.It wasn't the kind of unpalatable taste that was salty and bitter, but it was just strange that it couldn't be said. Xiyan didn't say anything, but his subtle expression showed the truth.

Fu Zhichuan had an inscrutable expression on his face, but he quietly took out his mobile phone from under the table, took a photo while Xiyan was not paying attention, and posted it on his Weibo, writing along the way: It is said that it is difficult to cook for the first time What should I do?