King of Chefs

"Can you go to Liuxikou? It costs ten yuan per person to take a ride! Ten yuan!"

"Chartered car! Chartered car! Is there anyone chartered a car! Get in the car and leave!"

"Eight yuan in the red grid! Eight yuan in the red grid! Only one person left!"

"..."

Yan Lang stood in the middle of the queue at the exit of the railway station. The bustling passengers came out of the underground passage, and here they were divided into six one-way lines, slowly moving out of the station.

I haven't taken a train for many years. I have to say that compared to the cleanliness and order when getting on and off the plane, the train station is indeed a bit messy.It's a pity that there is no airport in Hengshi. He wants to go back to his hometown. Apart from the plane, there is only a bus.The meeting between these two modes of transportation is nothing more than the eldest brother seeing the second brother, there is no comparison.

Yan Lang and a big rooster have been eye-to-eye for a long time. The fiery red rooster is full of energy, and now it is standing majestically in the basket carried by an elder sister and staring at him. The sharp beak gives people a sense of A sense of inviolability.Yan Lang smelled the smell, walked slowly a few steps, and distanced himself from the big rooster.

A middle-aged man smoking a cigarette came up from behind, seeing the half empty seat in front of Yan Lang, he stepped into the line confidently.

"Sir..." Yan Lang frowned.

Before he finished speaking, the middle-aged man turned his head and gave him a fierce look.Xu Shi only saw Yan Lang's chin at first glance, so when he raised his head, he finally saw the whole face.

But nothing can be seen.

Yan Lang had a pair of big sunglasses on his face and a peaked cap on his head, especially in the midsummer season, he even wore a mask.

"Crazy." The middle-aged man cursed after being stunned for a moment.

Yan Lang took off the mask, covered his mouth and began to cough, heart-piercing, his body was trembling slightly, especially his feet seemed to be overwhelmed and shaking, as if he was about to fall to the ground at any time.Then he took off his hand and opened his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't make a sound, and coughed again.The curled back and the bulging veins on the neck seemed to be really terminally ill.

The middle-aged man whose face was coughed up was stunned for a moment, and wanted to say something with a stern expression on his face, but when he saw Yan Lang's sickly appearance, as if thinking of something, his expression changed, Wiping his face, he ran away in a hurry, looking at the direction as if he was going to the bathroom.

The figure of the middle-aged man here disappeared, and Yan Lang immediately changed from a hunched back to a straight back. Under the eyes of a group of sideways eyes, he calmly put on a mask, followed the team out of the station, and got into a taxi. walk away.

A long-haired girl looks thoughtfully at the taxi that is fading away.Her companion asked her what was wrong, and she said, "Did you say that person just now was Yan Lang?"

"Yan Lang? That actor?"

"That's right. I was standing on the side just now. After he took off the mask, he could vaguely see his eyes. They really look alike."

"No way, I haven't heard that there are any places in Heng City that are making movies. And Yan Lang was scolded like that on the Internet, as if he was blocked by radio and television. A big star like him shouldn't go abroad to develop or something. What are you doing in a third-tier city like ours?"

"Who did you listen to about radio and television? Is Yan Lang the kind of person who would do that kind of thing? He's insane. Judging by the current trend, someone is trying to create momentum, okay?"

Seeing the angry look of the long-haired girl, my companion laughed: "Okay, I know you are a salt fan, but what can you do when you encounter this kind of thing? Someone who can make such a big noise must have money and power. Can the common people compete?"

"I'm not a salt powder, I just... just think there's a lot of gossip here! Don't you think? If Yanlang really came to Hengshi, don't you wonder why he came?"

"Curious! Curious! Come on, the car is almost full."

The two girls left, their voices gradually lost in the wind.

Yan Lang was sitting in the car, looking at the scenery that was rapidly reversing on the road. His eyes behind the sunglasses were dark and dark. Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, he couldn't help recalling the bits and pieces of this period of time in his mind. The tight alveolar formed a black and white line on the cheek.

There was an out-of-key singing voice in my ears, and I came back to my senses. It turned out that the driver was humming a song while driving, with a relaxed and cheerful expression. None of the familiar and simple songs were in tune. The haze dispelled most of it.

That’s right, we’ve come this far, so what are you thinking about so much?

Yan Lang took off his mask and hat, and finally took off his sunglasses.The elder brother of the driver glanced inadvertently, and the car drew a thrilling arc on the road.

Yan Lang smiled at the driver brother.

The driver brother said in surprise: "You are you, you are, yes, yes, yes, that, uh..."

"Yanlang." Yanlang kindly reminded him.

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes! Yanlang! I have seen your filming of Champion King. At that time, our whole family stood in front of the TV at nine o'clock on Fridays. Our whole family likes you very much! I really like you!

Especially in the episode recorded in Yangzhou, you answered wittily at that time, the singing one, I was swiping the screen in my head for three or four days!You don’t know, I remember clearly now, the flower on the head~the hat on the ground~put on the hat to cover the flower~accidentally you have a bump on your head~hahaha!Yes, yes!Is this the word?Later, I followed up and watched the four seasons, but unfortunately because of a job change, I didn’t watch it recently...

Today, hey, today happens to be Friday, so I will go to see it tonight.

By the way, what are you doing in Hengshi?Are you here for filming?Are you still traveling?Well, did I ask too many questions? In fact, it’s not like this usually. I concentrate on driving and rarely talk. I pay special attention to safety, and my wife and children are waiting for me at home..."

Yan Lang rubbed his nose, and said sincerely: "People who love to laugh have a good life, master, you will have a good life."

"Thank you for your words." The driver's brother's smile restrained a bit, and he smiled awkwardly, "You are really good at talking, and I regret not recording it."

"Haha, why don't I tell you again?" Yan Lang blinked his eyes handsomely, and the brilliance gathered in it in an instant. The charm here is that men will have a moment of dizziness.

The driver brother was no exception, his eyes were locked by the rearview mirror, and his mind went blank at that moment, only the man's warm smile.

An SUV in front roared by, the driver's brother shook his hand holding the steering wheel, and Yan Lang's back was covered with sweat.

The car was quiet for a while, the driver brother woke up and asked, "Why did you come to Hengshi? Are you making a movie?"

"I'm just going home. Hengshi is my hometown."

"Really!?" The driver brother turned his head uncontrollably, his eyes sparkling, as if Heng City had instantly changed from a third-tier city to a first-tier city.

The cold sweat that hadn't faded from Yan Lang's body broke out again. This big brother driver is actually not reliable at all.

"You came back to visit relatives? Does anyone live in Yulonggou?"

"Well, I was born in Yulonggou, and I was admitted to the Beijing Film and Television Academy in college. I am indeed a native of Hengshi..."

Yan Lang chatted slowly with the driver, looking at the city and his hometown.

The part of the city center has changed a lot, with spacious roads and tall buildings, but after leaving that area, the scenery is more and more consistent with the appearance in my memory, but it is much older.Looking back on the scene along the way from the train station, the city government should have used all its capabilities to maintain the face of the city, but in invisible places, the city is decaying and getting old.

Yan Lang is a little sad, maybe the future really makes him confused, he needs a more practical thing to encourage himself.

Finally, the taxi drove to a small town in the suburbs.This is a small street built along the highway. Two-story self-built landlords are scattered on both sides of this street, some of them run restaurants and some sell groceries. Usually, they do business on the first floor and live in the backyard.

The left side of the road is facing the mountains, the peaks are towering, rolling, and the mountains are lush.On the right side, there is a Yulong River meandering. The river water is clear and gentle, reflecting the beauty of the mountains and fields.

The driver brother looked around in the car, as if looking for the hometown of a big star, and absently praised: "Your hometown is here, it is a good place for outstanding people."

Yan Lang stands tall with his suitcase on his back, his dusty demeanor is obviously different from that of a small town full of rural flavor, but it gives people an inexplicable sense of harmony, as if to say, he is from here, born and bred Yulonggou people.

The driver's brother was moved and asked: "Are you going home for a few days to rest? Do you use a car when you leave? You see that it is inconvenient for you to travel. It is definitely more comfortable to use a car of an acquaintance than a stranger. How about I leave it for you? Call me when you leave?"

"Master is good at doing business." Yan Lang withdrew his gaze from looking around, and smiled brightly at the driver brother, "I won't leave when I come back this time, I plan to build a resort here, and I will trouble you and you when the time comes Let your colleagues spread the word, eat and play, I guarantee you will come to Erdao again, and you will never regret the money you spent!"

The big brother of the driver who was anti-sell was stunned, his tongue seemed to be taken away by a cat, and he couldn't make a sound.

Yan Lang stopped talking, waved his hand at the driver, and pushed the suitcase towards the direction he remembered.

It was a white one-story self-built house built on the side of the street. There was a large yard in front of it, surrounded by a fence. There were only a few weeds in the flower beds, scattered red and pink small flowers Embellished with it, there is some wildness.

This is the newest and greatest house in town.

At this time, the rolling shutter door of the bungalow has been pushed up, and the brown sliding door is also open, and tables, chairs and benches can be seen inside. Yan Lang squinted his eyes and looked up. The sign above the gate reads - Authentic Yan's Braised Chicken.

The author has something to say: open a new article, this scumbag Shi Yang's article.

This article is the main attack article, and the protagonist Yan Lang is an all-around minor attack, with a big golden finger and a dark belly.