The second male ran away with the cannon fodder

"It's ok, Director Yao, you've heard it all, shouldn't you give us the ingredients!" ——Continued from the above

"Here, here we go, Xiao Liu, take out the ingredients we brought and the ones they want!"

Yao Xingsheng yelled for the staff member Xiao Liu to get things, but An Zixing felt a little surprised when he heard the words, and asked, "Director Yao, don't you guys eat box lunches? Why did you bring your own ingredients?"

"Of course the production funds are not enough. Our program team is very poor, don't you know?"

Yao Xingsheng uttered contemptuous words in a serious manner. In order to show how poor this show is, he used all his strength. It is estimated that this acting skill should be the highlight moment of his life.

He originally thought that everyone would pick up the quarrel, but the air was completely silent. An Zixing and the others ignored his words, waiting for the ingredients and discussing how to prepare the meal before the others did something else.

Shang Zhemao, the most experienced guest among the guests, thought about it, and then ordered: "Well, here, only An Zixing and I can cook, and dinner can be done by the two of us. Make the beds in the dormitory, after finishing this, let’s rest, you’ve been tired all day.”

"Ah, by the way, the mattress here has to be exchanged with the program crew, so you can exchange it directly, and they won't ask for too much money."

As soon as the words fell, Deng Lu quickly agreed: "Okay, Teacher Shang, let's change the mattress first, and we won't wait for the ingredients."

The bed-making team bargained with the director for a while to get back the mattress, greeted the cooking team, and went into the room to make the bed. After a while, the staff member Xiao Liu came back with the ingredients they requested and handed them to An Zixing. After the two of them, "Teacher Shang, Mr. An, these are the ingredients you want. They are absolutely conscientious, and they are not short of weight."

Hearing such a sentence, An Zixing laughed, and jokingly said, "So conscientious, why don't we find a scale to verify it?"

"what....."

The staff member Xiao Liu was stunned. He didn't know what to do for a while, so he turned his head to look at Yao Xingsheng.

Yao Xingsheng said bitterly, "Why are you so ignorant, people are making fun of you, why don't you go back quickly."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Liu's sluggish brain reacted, his face flushed instantly, and he hurriedly trotted back to the middle of a group of staff, pretending that no one else could see him.

All that was left was joyful, happy laughter.

An Zixing and Shang Zhemao came to the kitchen and took a closer look. There were appliances, pots and the like that could be used for cooking. To An Zixing's surprise, there was even a pressure cooker, so the chicken soup might be available sooner. mouth.

They distributed the dishes to be prepared with each other, and then began to cook.

An Zixing first processed the chicken that was going to be used for stewing soup, then put it into the pot, then put in the ingredients to remove the fishy smell, and cooked for a while, then skimmed off the slick oil, then put it into the casserole, and started to simmer Bring to a simmer.

After finishing this, he started to bring over the milk and flour again, Zun prepared some milk-scented steamed buns, and prepared to save some rice for cooking porridge tomorrow morning.

After about an hour or so, they finished all the meals, and after calling the other members over, they finally had their first serious meal.

Shang Zhemao held up the cup with milk in it and said loudly: "Although our first reunion is so tiring, labor has made us more familiar. This is thanks to the program team. Apart from this , and other activities, that is no limit to defrauding people.”

"Teacher Shang is so right. Today I have a lot of emotions. Don't look at Sister Wei's cold appearance, but she is really gentle. There is also Feng Xuan, who seems very cold, but unexpectedly Yes, but there is a cute young man inside, little brother Lin Lin, who looks like a sunny boy, but is a sand sculpture of a happy child, hahaha..."

Deng Lu continued to talk about the people who worked together in the afternoon in a slightly naughty tone, and then continued: "Mr. Shang, the common impression is that he looks gentle and refined, but this time, what I saw was a family with very good skills. Humorous man."

"Hahaha, I've won the award, I've won the award, do you want to sign it?" Shang Zhemao blinked at him as if he had finished laughing.

Deng Lu took over the stalk in an instant, with the appearance of a little girl, and said: "That must be done, I grew up watching your TV series, hehe..."

"It's weird..."

After finishing speaking, Shang Zhemao continued to ask: "You still have one person left to say, what has changed in your perception of the leadership of your company?"

"Do I need to say that, Mr. Shang, you have been with Mr. An for almost a day, and you probably have more emotions than I do."

Deng Lu stared at Shang Zhemao with a smile on her face, the two of them looked at each other, Shang Zhemao was defeated, and said: "You are really weird, An Zixing, when I first heard about it, you are inherently The impression is that I am young and promising, but I feel that I may not be able to do ordinary trivial things, and I am always worried that there will be problems that cannot be solved..."

Having said that, he paused for a moment, stretched out his hand and patted An Zixing's shoulder, and said, "However, you only know what kind of person the other party is after you get in touch with him. He is so considerate to the extreme. I can't find any words to describe it for a while. People who describe him, know him, and understand him can feel his kindness, hahaha."

Feng Xuan, who was cold on the outside but cute on the inside, said in a rare way: "It's true, we can feel his caring in another show."

For this, An Zixing was a little embarrassed by the praise, and quickly said: "No matter how good I am, I can't eat it as a meal. Come and eat the vegetables. If you don't eat for a while, it will be cold. It won't be very tasty if it is cold. .”

The others looked at each other and smiled, spared An Zixing, and began to eat one after another. For a moment, they looked like friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, drinking small wine and eating small dishes, chattering about the years This is the first time I met, but it seems like a friend I haven't seen for many years. Sometimes, the fate of making friends is as simple as that.

After dinner time, after each interviewed separately, everyone finally ushered in their own private time. An Zixing came outside the house while the others were washing up, sat on a chair and looked at the peak in the distance, and made a phone call.

"Beep-beep-"

"Hello? Xing Xing, have you finished recording today?"

Tan Yeran's caring words rang in An Zixing's ears, and his heart felt warm. Unconsciously, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he could vaguely see the twinkling stars in his eyes. He said, "Yes, other people I'm all washing up, I have nothing to do, so I just came out to call you, and besides, although we've only been separated for a few hours, I miss you."

"..."

An Zixing could feel that after he finished that sentence, the other party fell silent, and the atmosphere was a bit dignified. He was about to change the subject, when he heard the other party say: "Really, I miss you a little too... ..”

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