I didn't know the meaning of the song at first [entertainment]

Pei Wanchu, who was carrying the plate, asked the fat chef to give him a spoonful of rice noodles. Several people sat at the tea table with the plate, burying their heads in eating.

The rice noodles are Q-bomb, served with the seasoning prepared by the chef, which is delicious...

A staff member had tasted Uncle Fat's handiwork, and said with mung bean paste: "Uncle Fat, I remember that the fermented rice you made was quite delicious. Now that it's hot, how long will it be?"

Fat Uncle raised his chin at Lu Zhi: "That kid is allergic to alcohol, I don't dare to use cooking wine too much for cooking, for fear of something wrong."

"Oh, Xiao Lu is allergic to alcohol, so it really can't be done. But it's good, there will be less troubles caused by drunkenness..."

Sitting at the side, Lu Zhi heard the conversation between Fat Uncle and others, and felt warm in his heart. He couldn't help asking Pei Wanchu: "How does Fat Uncle know that I'm allergic to alcohol?"

"Before Fat Uncle cooks for us, Little Trumpet will write everyone's taboos to him. He only needs to do it once and remember everything. If we continue to invite him and you for the next drama, then even if Little Trumpet forgot to mention it, he will Remember you are allergic to alcohol."

Lu Zhi exclaimed that Uncle Fatty is so kind, and suddenly Fu Ling was moved, and found the reason why he had never seen chicken since he came here.

"Is there anyone in our crew who can't eat chicken? I don't see any chicken except eggs."

Pei Wanchu replied calmly, "I'm allergic."

Lu Zhigang wanted to continue asking, can you still be allergic to chicken?The phone rang suddenly, he glanced at the screen, it was Wen Yi calling, he didn't dare to say anything and clicked on it.

"I'm catching a night show..."

"How is Director Pei? I heard he's not feeling well today?"

"It's pretty good, Director Pei at night, and Director Bai during the day, he comes in two rounds..."

Pei Wanchu's hand holding the chopsticks shook the chopsticks of rice noodles that he had just picked up and shook them back into the plate. Although Lu Zhi was vague, he still guessed who was on the other side.

He picked up some rice noodles with his chopsticks and fed them into his mouth, listening uncontrollably to what Lu Zhi said.

"okay."

Pei Wanchu thought that Lu Zhi had finished speaking, but Lu Zhi handed him the phone: "Director Pei, my brother said he wanted to talk to you, probably to ask if I have caused any trouble..."

Pei Wanchu knew that Lu Zhi was talking nonsense, but he still couldn't help taking it, and even got up and walked aside.

"Hey?"

"Xiao Chu, I want to explain today's hot search..."

"What hot search? I didn't see it..." Pei Wanchu subconsciously denied it.

"It's my father and Tian Min's godfather who have been contacting me for the past few days. Because the two families have contacts, Lu Zhi's previous Weibo post is not appropriate, and they can't control Lu Zhi, so they can only come to find me. Me. I met him once, and sent him to the company without eating lunch, and then I went back to the company for meetings until just now."

In fact, Tian Min's invitation today was not entirely a request from his parents, he just wanted to meet him and clarify some things.Tian Min might have arranged for someone to secretly take pictures, he knew about it...but business is more important than the things to talk about.

All kinds of twists and turns have nothing to do with Lu Zhi, but they don't have much to do with it. He can only let Lu Zhi take the blame for him, including Pei Wanchu. At this time, he can't tell the truth, because he doesn't know enough. .

Wen Yi talked a lot on the other end by himself, Pei Wanchu listened quietly, occasionally humming twice, he wanted to ask why you didn't send me a message or call me directly.It seems that the two people are not that close, but the call is passed on to someone else, as if he is having a temper tantrum.

Feeling weird left and right...

"I will send you a message in the future, will you reply? Will you answer the call?" Wen Yi asked.

"Yes?" Pei Wanchu replied ambiguously, yes?It should be... After all, he doesn't want this time Lu Zhi, next time Bai Hao, and next time Xiaoba, the people around him will become the receptionist decades ago, asking him to answer the phone every day...

"Okay, then you go to work, remember to eat, I will come back after I finish my work here."

Pei Wanchu hung up the phone with a groan, and stood in a dark corner with his mobile phone in his hands, staring at the wall in front of him in a daze. He clearly felt that something was changing between him and Wenyi, but he didn't want to stop it...

Pei Wanchu returned to the table and picked up the cold rice noodles, fed them into his mouth a few mouthfuls, and started a new shoot with mung bean soup.

After finishing the shooting, Pei Wanchu habitually picked up the phone and glanced at it. There were five or six new messages, all of which were sent by clicking on it.

"I heard that you are sick today? Is it serious? Did you not eat properly?"

"It's hot, you always have to eat something, you don't have the energy to work like this."

"Don't let no one watch you, you will be more disobedient than a child."

"I'd be worried..."

"I'm worried that you won't be able to make money for me..."

When Pei Wanchu saw the last item, he burst out laughing. He could imagine Wen Yi finishing the fourth sentence and then frantically patching it up.

"Understood, Uncle Wen, I will try not to let you lose money..."

The time of this meeting was two days in the morning, Pei Wanchu sent a message and received a reply within half a minute.

"That's not what I meant either... Actually, you can afford to lose if you lose..."

"Have you finished filming? It's late, go back early to rest, what time will you start working tomorrow? I checked the weather forecast, and it will still be hot tomorrow. Do you want me to arrange someone to build something for you in the open air?"

Pei Wanchu, who was walking on the road, blinked to confirm that he read correctly, the benefactor wanted to build him a gazebo...

"No, no, we have to catch up with the schedule, so we started to divide the filming into two shifts. I stare at night, and director Bai watches during the day. I can rest during the day,"

Two people are divided into two shifts, except for Lu Zhi and Gu Xiaosu who have a heavier workload, it is very comfortable for Pei Wanchu. Although the day and night are turned upside down and the day is hot, he can't fall asleep well, but the cool and comfortable night makes him clear his mind, double his inspiration, and keep his appetite It's also a lot better.

But in only six or seven days, soft flesh grew on his sunken cheeks that were thin before. Wen Yi would send him messages every day, sometimes he was sleeping, sometimes he was revising the script, watching the shooting, Will go back as soon as possible...

In Wenyi's contact page, Pei Wanchu's dialog box finally didn't sink to the bottom, but was artificially pushed to the top...

Most of the messages sent by Wenyi, Pei Wanchu failed to reply immediately, and most of the messages sent by Pei Wanchu, Wenyi would reply immediately, especially late at night and in the afternoon.

The continuous high temperature after the summer solstice, Pei Wanchu would wake up from the heat every day when he returned to his room and slept until [-] or [-] o'clock. He habitually touched his phone to check the news sent by Wen Yi.

Sometimes I tell him where I am on a business trip, and it is cool when it rains.

Sometimes I told him that I drank some wine last night, so I didn't reply to his message in time...

Wenyi reported one by one about his life and work outside...

"The weather is hot, drink plenty of water." Wen Yi sent a message at four or five in the morning at the top of the contact list.

Pei Wanchu wiped the sweat off his forehead, got up and unscrewed the mineral water bottle on the table, the gauze pajamas vest was wet, he stretched out his hand to open the window and pulled it back, the cicadas outside were fine with the window closed, it was like in the ear...

Pei Wanchu yawned, stretched his arms lazily, but was still very tired.

The plastic drum on the table was rolled twice, and the black incense sticks in it collided with each other and made a small rustling sound. He changed the direction and pushed the drum against the wall, and squatted down in the suitcase by accident. The bottom touched the cold glass bottle.

He pulled off the cover and pressed lightly on the pillow, the rich tobacco smell came to his face, he grabbed the pillow with one hand and shook it a few times, the smell became lighter.

Putting it back into the glass bottle as it was, he lay on his side on the bed, his breath filled with the familiar smell.

He didn't wake up until noon...

The first thing he did when he woke up, he took out his phone and looked up the formula of the perfume. He was relieved to see that there was musk in it.

No wonder it sleeps so well. It turns out that there is this thing that improves sleep and calms the nerves.

The fragrance of the perfume lasts longer than the stick incense, and it is more economical to use. Spray a little tube for two or three days and there will be a faint smell...

Pei Wanchu only dared to press half of the nozzle each time, and when liquid came out, he immediately let go and hid it in the suitcase. After getting up, he habitually turned the pillow over and put on the sheet. Bai Hao came in several times to talk to him about work, and stayed in the room I haven't smelled it for a long time.

This became Pei Wanchu's secret happiness...

It has been ten days since I left Tumen Village. I heard that I planned to spend a week to finish the work at this stage, and then rush back, but I was willing to exceed the planned time by several days, and finally I had some possibility to leave.

The morning sun was shining on the ground, Wen Yi was wearing a black shirt and black trousers, got on the off-road vehicle, and turned on the elevated shelf with one kick of the accelerator.

The motionless traffic ahead forced Wen Yi to step on the brakes as soon as he got onto the main road.

The cool wind from the air conditioner was blowing, Wen Yi rested his hands on the steering wheel, and his fingers unconsciously tapped on the leather case with a good texture.

A burst of pleasant music sounded, and two words jumped out on the screen: Auntie.

Wen Yi connected the bluetooth headset.

"Auntie, good morning."

"Well, Lu Zhi is filming in the mountains. It's pretty good. He is obedient and sensible, and he didn't cause trouble to the crew."

"Hey, those gossip news are all nonsense, don't worry, nothing will happen, Lu Zhi has a sense of proportion."

On the other end of the phone is Lu Zhi's mother, Wen Yi's aunt, who calls from time to time to care about the life of the two brothers. When Lu Zhi is mentioned, he always gets angry, especially when Lu Zhi has made several hot searches recently. One reaction is: the disobedient brat is making trouble for Wen Yi again.

She is [-]% assured of Wen Yi, she will listen to what Wen Yi says, and only Wen Yi can restore her confidence in her son who is not in tune.

The car queue in front was motionless, Wen Yi had a smile on his face, and asked his aunt and uncle about their recent life and work in a soft and concerned tone, and told them not to be too tired, and to go out for a few times when they had time, as they could earn endless money.

Usually my aunt would hang up after calling and rambling for more than ten minutes, but this time she still didn't hang up after half an hour. He poked the air conditioner button twice, lowered the temperature of the air conditioner, and increased the wind speed.

He hummed twice, and snapped the top two buttons of the shirt. With a bit of force, the firmly nailed button thread at the top was pulled loose, and it dangled around the collar twice.

"Auntie, don't worry, I know what to do. Don't worry too much, some things are not so easy to fool..."

Wen Yi put away the worry on his face, took a few deep breaths, changed to a relaxed tone and chatted with his aunt again, exhorted each other and hung up the phone.

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感谢在2021-12-0312:00:00~2021-12-0411:59:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of light color;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!