chatter [entertainment]

A scholar also embraced...

Like touching his head while watching a horror movie yesterday.

He used to touch it too, like petting a puppy...

For example, yesterday he fell asleep and did not wake him up.

Maybe it's just that he was too sound asleep and couldn't wake up...

Like flicking his forehead this morning.

This doesn't count...

Like touching his hair today.

Ah, he used to touch...

Like giving him shoes.

Just a shoe...

Gan!

Is he being affectionate again? !

Wu Fuyang is so hard to chase.

Xie Er frowned bitterly, feeling that Wu Fuyang was right to smile, he was really stupid.

Others pick sweets when they are in a crush, but he picks the knife meticulously here.

But I have to say, the effect is outstanding.He is not blushing now, his heart is not beating, and he is not shy anymore.

"Why are you sighing again?"

After Wu Fuyang washed the last crab, the sun had already set behind the woods, and the sky was getting dark.

"Huh?" Shell looked at him in confusion, "I sighed again?"

"What's wrong?" Wu Fuyang looked at him.

In fact, I couldn't see clearly at all, it was already very dark.

Shell pouted, "It's nothing, I'm hungry."

Wu Fuyang stood up, carrying a bucket full of crabs, and sneered, "It's too little for lunch."

Xie Er, who added two bowls of rice at noon: ...

Wei Shi caught quite a lot of fish, seven of which were large and small.

When Wu Fuyang passed by, Wei Shi was cooking fish.

Qiao Yufan cleverly and wittily moved three stones to surround them, leaving one side to fill with wood.The small pot was placed on top, the water was bubbling, and the fragrance of the fish soup began to waft out.

There was a fire not far away, and Peng Wei was piercing the fish with a sharpened wooden stick.

Seeing that there was no place to use him, Wu Fuyang simply moved a stone and sat beside the fire.

Peng Bo: ...

"Don't look at me, I'm nervous."

Wu Fuyang glanced at him inexplicably.

Pan Yue laughed, "You're sitting here like a food show judge."

Wu Fuyang: ...

A group of stupid batches, none of them can cook.Now he is starting to worry about whether that pot of fish soup can be drunk.

"You grill it, I'm really hungry." Shell moved a stone and sat next to him, looking at the fish worriedly.

Wu Fuyang stretched out his hand to Peng Wei, "...give it to me."

Peng Bo waited for him to say this, and his movements were very fast and nimble.

Holding a wooden stick, Wu Fuyang put the fish on the fire to roast, glanced at Peng Wei who was piercing another fish, and couldn't help asking, "Who made the fish soup?"

Pan Yue squatted opposite, pulled two dry branches from behind, broke two pieces and put them in the fire, "Teacher Wei cooked it."

Wei Shi sat in front of the fish soup, "Don't worry, I will cook for myself when I come out, and I will definitely eat it."

After asking, Wu Fuyang didn't speak any more.

Wu Fuyang was a little dazed watching the flames.

He thought of that night in Japan, of the feeling of water running down his fingers as the ice cubes melted.

Qiao Yufan squatted between two piles of fire, looking down at the WeChat message Brother Tian sent him.

[Tian Ge]: What are Xie Er and Wu Fuyang doing?

Qiao Yufan looked back, dumbfounded, then took a picture with his phone and sent it to him.

[Qiao Yufan]: Grilled fish, there is really no intimacy, don't worry.

Brother Tian can rest assured that he is a ghost. If he hadn't been severely seasick, he would definitely follow.

Opening the photo dubiously, Brother Tian frowned unconsciously.

In the photo, Wu Fuyang was sitting on a stone grilling fish, and Xie Er was sitting next to him, looking at the fish eagerly.

It was normal, but why did he feel so wrong?

Why does it look more and more like Wu Fuyang has a little wife? !

Brother Tian didn't believe in evil, he felt that he must not be the only one who thought so, so he patted the little assistant next to him to show him the photo.

"See something?"

The little assistant stared at it in bewilderment, and repeatedly said, "It's nothing."

After speaking, he hid back in horror.

Brother Tian leaned over excitedly, "What do you see?"

The little assistant was very scared, "Is there something dirty?!"

Brother Tian: ...

The little assistant shrank back tremblingly, "Brother Tian, ​​what exactly do you want me to see?"

Brother Tian frowned and put the phone in front of him, saying word by word: "Don't you think Xie Er is like Wu Fuyang's little wife?!"

The little assistant had a question mark on his face, "I don't think so."

Brother Tian: "Look again."

The little assistant glanced thoughtfully, then at Brother Tian, ​​and asked cautiously, "Have you ever heard a sentence?"

Brother Tian: "What?"

Assistant: "The rotten eye looks at Renji."

Brother Tian: ...

Wu Fuyang's barbecue skills have reached the level where he can set up a stall, and the business is booming.

From a distance, the director gnawed on the bread and guarded a bucket of "spare fish", with mixed feelings in his heart.

So delicious.

Assistant director: "Why don't we make a fire too?"

The director shook his head deeply, "Forget it, we don't have dry wood."

It's getting dark, and it's not a good time to go into the woods to collect wood.

The assistant director swallowed, and tentatively asked: "How about I go and see if they have any left, and we can borrow it?"

The director's eyes lit up, "Okay, you can go and have a look."

Two minutes later, the assistant director came back beaming.

Director: "How is it? Are there any more?"

Assistant director: "One more thing, Wu Fuyang said it's enough to bake one."

The director took a bite of the bread, sighed, and said vaguely: "Forget it, who is enough for one piece of bread? There are so many people."

The planning team leader next to him was drooling and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Why don't you know how to share some with us?"

The planning team leader is newly appointed, so he can be regarded as young and promising.Before I came this time, the group had agreed that the conditions were poor, so let me think clearly.He signed up very actively and didn't complain along the way.The director originally thought that this young man had a good temperament, but who knew it was also unclear.

The director frowned, and said bluntly: "Why should we give it to us? Are we arrogant or something? Only one of the group can cook, let him be the cook for twenty or thirty of us? Is he the cook we hired?"

There are more than 20 directors, planners, photographers and other entourages.

The planning team leader smiled awkwardly: "I'll just say it casually, don't be angry, I didn't mean that."

The director glared at him again, "I didn't even pick up firewood for others, I'm ashamed to say that."

The assistant director came over to smooth things over, patted the planner and asked him to stop talking, and then discussed with the director: "Why don't we do this, let's get up early tomorrow morning, assign a group of people to find dry branches, and then assign a group of people to go far away Go catch fish at one o'clock. We have grilled fish in the morning. There are more than 20 of us, there must be two or a few who can grill. At worst, let's go to Wu Fuyang for help and share some fish with them. I think they are pretty good , will definitely not refuse."

The director was a little hesitant, "It's recording a show, so I have to change the schedule."

"Damn." The assistant director patted him on the shoulder, "We can work around it, they will have breakfast tomorrow, and then they will go back to the log cabin. Let's ask them for help, which can be regarded as adding something to the show. Today's young people don't like to follow the steps. Besides, it won't take long to eat a meal. "

The director felt that this idea was feasible, nodded and said: "Then you go to our group to inform and arrange tomorrow's tasks, and I will discuss it with Wu Fuyang."

Six people, each with a plastic portable collapsible bowl, gathered around the fire, eating with red faces.

After eating and drinking enough, Wu Fuyang threw the tissue to wipe his hands into the fire.

Pan Yue was still gnawing on the fish bones, "Yangzi, when I earn a lot of money in the future, how about hiring you as a chef?"

Wu Fuyang didn't even think about it, "Don't do it."

Pan Yue, "Don't think about it, I'll give you a very high salary."

Wu Fuyang propped his elbows on his knees, raised his eyebrows slightly, "I'll go if the salary is more than mine."

Pan Yue: "... Excuse me, I can't afford to hire you."

Qiao Yufan: "To be honest, I think Yangzi can conquer little girls all over the world with his cooking skills."

Peng Wei put down the bowl, "Agreed."

Wei Shi smiled, "Men can also conquer."

Pan Yue laughed, "I've been conquered."

Shell sat beside him with his hands on his knees, as quiet as a chicken.

Wu Fuyang didn't hear Xie Er's words, so he glanced at him unexpectedly, and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"

Xie Er frowned, hesitated for a moment, then leaned close to Wu Fuyang's ear, and said in a very low voice: "I seem to be stuck by a fishbone."

Wu Fuyang was originally amused by his actions, but when he heard that he was stuck, his face instantly sank.

Shell came over again, "Don't talk, I don't want them to know."

Wu Fuyang raised his hand and patted the back of his head, his tone became cold, "Wait here."

Just as Wu Fuyang was about to stand up, the director came over and called him from outside the camera.

"Is there anything you want?" Wu Fuyang got up and went over.

Director: "I want to discuss something with you."

Wu Fuyang signaled him to go to the staff, "Let me ask you for something first, is there a medicine box?"

The director was surprised, "Yes, yes, what's wrong? Who is injured? Is it serious?"

Wu Fuyang hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's not serious, it's just that Xie Er's ankle was scratched, and he was still soaking in the river for so long today, so I'm afraid he might get infected."

Director: "Oh, okay, I'll take you to get the medicine kit first, we'll discuss it on the way."

A group of people chattered all over the place, and Shell hugged his knees and looked at the staff.

Qiao Yufan: "Thank you, what's the matter? Are you uncomfortable?"

Pan Yue also asked strangely: "I haven't seen you talking, what's wrong?"

Shell forced a smile and whispered, "It's okay, I'm a little tired after walking too long today."