Chapter 11 Feng Qiyu actually poured him a drink.
Xia Huanming changed his tone and said seriously: "We are just joking. It's okay if you don't want to. We have so many names."
Chen Xing shook his head and said, "It's okay, just use this. It's pretty cute if you call it many times." He didn't have any opinion on this name in the first place. He only felt embarrassed when he called it the first time, but it's okay if he calls it many times.
"Okay, then we'll use this." Xia Huanming wrote his name on the task card stroke by stroke and handed it to the program team.
While Xia Huanming was writing his name, Chen Xing moved his chair away, ran upstairs, and reappeared with a Sony mirrorless camera in his hand.
Xia Huanming immediately understood what he was going to do. Chen Xing jumped between the filming crew and the dining table like a little rabbit, with his back to the camera, and suggested excitedly: "Let's take a group photo! I brought a camera!"
The moment Xia Huanming and Chen Xing's eyes met, Chen Xing narrowed his eyes instantly and his smile spread even wider.
It looks like the proud little duck in the animation. Xia Huanming suddenly had this thought.
We walked to the dining table and divided into two rows, staggered in height. We first took a group of relatively normal standing poses, and then the style gradually became abstract, with sunflowers and arms linked together to form a train.
These actions were all proposed by Chen Xing. When he said them, he was prepared to be called "awkward". In the end, no one was disappointed and everyone cooperated very well.
Seeing this, Chen Xing smiled even more happily.
The assistant director looked at the finished film, gave it a thumbs up and said, "It fits the abstract temperament of your group very well."
"I think in addition to daily activities, we can take a group photo to check in every issue." Zheng Qi said, making a heart shape with his hands with everyone.
When the assistant director heard that the material had arrived, he immediately became interested: "Chen Xing, just send me the photos you take later to my email address, and I will release them all for you."
Chen Xing would definitely agree, and nodded happily: "Okay."
This group of people didn’t know how many netizens would go back to this part after the show was broadcast and leave a comment saying “where the dream began”.
But that’s all in the past.
The seven people are now like reincarnated starving ghosts, focusing on this luxurious dinner.
Everyone brought the dishes in the thermal box to the table, including braised crucian carp, garlic spare ribs, stir-fried vegetables, spicy tofu, radish and spare rib soup, two cold dishes and seven bowls of mango syrup for dessert.
When Chen Xing and Zhao Xingyu went to the kitchen to get tableware, they also swept the kitchen.
When they both found a row of beer in the refrigerator, the invisible animal ears of these two wine lovers immediately stood up.
Zhao Xingyu gestured to open the bottle and pour wine: "You know what I mean, a small glass of wine after dinner, it tastes really good."
"I understand, I understand." Chen Xing high-fived Zhao Xingyu. It was not easy to find a person who shared the same interests with him. He suddenly became happy. "I have many different kinds of wine at home. Sometimes I even mix them myself for fun."
"Next time you can try Sprite and Cointreau, and add a few iced grapes. I tried it last time and the taste is quite refreshing and especially helps to relieve greasiness." Zhao Xingyu couldn't wait to introduce his way of drinking it.
"Really?" Chen Xing also shared his own experience, "You can take a bottle of green plum wine, add lemon tea and then add some mulberry wine, it will taste good this way."
Zhao Xingyu said happily: "Send me the ingredients and I'll go back and try it."
"Okay, okay," Chen Xing became happier as he spoke. "I also know a bar where the drinks are really good. Let's go there together if we have a chance."
"cough."
At this moment, a light cough was heard behind them.
Xia Huanming took the bowls and chopsticks from the two people's hands and glanced at their faces: "You two are holding the plates and talking about wine? Also, we have to read the script tomorrow, so we can't drink today."
The two people who were caught looked at each other and went back with their tails hanging down.
Wang Baiyue, who had already placed his chopsticks, also teased the two of them: "Oh, you still remember to come back. If you don't come, we will just take the dishes and eat."
"Sorry, we just get excited when we have some wine." Zhao Xingyu pulled out a chair and sat down.
Chen Xing glanced at the occupied dining table, trying to find a seat.
Just when he was struggling with the dilemma, he saw Xia Huanming patting the seat next to him, so he quickly walked over and sat down.
Their dining table was rectangular, and Chen Xing sat next to the right angle, so there were some things he couldn't reach.
Before Chen Xing could say anything, Xia Huanming had already stood up with his empty bowl in his hand: "What do you want to eat? I'll help you get it."
"Um..." Chen Xing pointed at the ribs in the distance, "Why don't you just have a little bit of each."
Xia Huanming showed no impatience at all and did as he was told, piling all the dishes he picked up on Chen Xing's plate.
Chen Xing held up his chopsticks, his eyes sparkling: "Thank you, Captain!"
After Xia Huanming put it away, Chen Xing picked up a large piece of honey-glazed pork belly and stuffed it into his mouth. The fat was stewed until it melted in his mouth, sweet and not greasy. He even ate several mouthfuls of rice.
Chen Xing was eating with great relish when he suddenly felt something moving.
He looked up and found that his glass was filled with coconut milk by Xia Huanming.
She even poured him a drink?!
A nice guy?!
Chen Xing was about to speak with emotion while holding a bowl of rice, but Xia Huanming stopped him with a calm tone without even looking at him: "Talk after you finish eating."
After Chen Xing swallowed the meat, he pulled on Xia Huanming's clothes and asked seriously, "Captain, how can I thank you?"
Xia Huanming stared at him, stretched out his right hand under the table, and pointed his palm towards Chen Xing: "Fifty per time."
Chen Xing lowered his eyes and glanced at the hand, then glanced at the other people who were chatting, and followed Xia Huanming's question and asked, "Is there a discount for the monthly subscription?"
Xia Huanming pretended to think: "Hmm... the new member coupon is 20% off."
Chen Xing nodded: "Okay, I'll pay in installments."
Xia Huanming was stunned for a moment, then chuckled and said, "Forty in installments? Fifty cents a day?"
"Mr. Xia, please be flexible," Chen Xing pleaded in broken Cantonese, "It's a slack season in the industry, so there's not much money."
"Okay then! Who told us to open first?" Xia Huanming's Cantonese was obviously more standard than Chen Xing's. He shook his right hand and signaled Chen Xing, "Please seal it."
“Bang!”
Chen Xing clapped his left hand with Xia Huanming, but the sound was silent and no one noticed.
The meal lasted a full hour, half of which was spent chatting.
Everyone talked about the various things they encountered after entering the circle, and basically nothing was left unsaid. Even Zheng Qi's jokes would be responded to.
Those who don’t know would think that these seven people have known each other for a long time, but in fact it has only been half a day.
"You know what? I just went out to check, and the lights are still on in the mountain behind! It reminds me of the first movie I filmed, which was set deep in the mountains and old forests!"
"Have you encountered any supernatural events on the set? We've only been in the group for less than a month and someone has already encountered one!"
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Chen Xing seemed to have returned to his university club, which was just as lively, with people of similar age sitting together and chatting.
Although he did not resonate with many of the things that people said, he listened with great interest.
It was only at the end that everyone started talking about the script of this variety show, wanting the two screenwriters to reveal some of the content.
The two screenwriters kept the secret adamantly, insisting that it would be a surprise tomorrow, and they chatted about this and that with a smile on their faces.
Zhao Xingyu asked Xue Si Nian relentlessly: "Hey, tell me about it?"
Xue Si Nian held the bowl of dessert and pretended to have just noticed it: "Oh, why is there mango sago here? It looks so delicious!"
"Don't change the subject! Your acting is terrible!"
"Hahaha--"
Amidst laughter and joy, Chen Xing placed the clean dessert spoon on the bowl and prepared to start tidying up the food.
Wang Baiyue, who was standing opposite him, saw this and asked in confusion, "Why don't you eat?"
Chen Xing folded his hands on his thighs and answered respectfully: "I can't eat mangoes."
The people chatting fell silent upon hearing this. Xue Si Nian shook her head regretfully: "Poor kid, he's allergic to mangoes."
Chen Xing was unhappy when he mentioned this: "I didn't have allergies when I was a child, but I became allergic when I grew up."
You know, the last time he ate mangoes was when he was seven years old, so he had to eat at least two more.
Alas, now I only have regrets.
"Hey, little pig, look at me," Wang Baiyue raised the bowl, took a gulp of Yangzhi Ganlu, and showed the empty bowl to Chen Xing, "It smells so good, so delicious."
Chen Xing: “……???”
"Stop messing with him," Xia Huanming tapped his chin twice with his fingers. "In that case, have a drink. I think no one should have any objection."
Everyone said no, and the program staff nodded in agreement.
Chen Xing instantly relaxed his frown and ran to the kitchen to get a bottle of glass beer. He turned the glass bottle in his hand, and then pried it with chopsticks, and the lid flew out.
Those who didn't like drinking were impressed by his sophisticated posture.
Xue Si Nian smiled and said, "Look at your skilled posture. You really love drinking."
Don't mention it.
If Xiao Wu and Lu Qing hadn't stopped him, he would have drunk beer as if it were water. Although he could only drink one glass now, Chen Xing was still very happy.
After chatting for a while, they divided the work of cleaning up the kitchen waste, and Chen Xing and Xia Huanming took out the garbage together.
The moment the two stepped out of the door, birds flew over the front yard.
In this unobstructed and wide view, the night was covering the valley with a curtain. An airplane flashed its lights and slowly crossed the night sky, its trail intertwined with the stars. In such a quiet night, only the small moon exuded a silvery, soft luster like pigeon milk.
Chen Xing stopped and looked through the night toward the mountain in the distance that seemed to be able to touch the stars.
The city is full of tall buildings and no matter how colorful the neon lights are, how can those flickering candlelight compare to the jar of pearls poured out by Chang'e?
"You can still see the stars here at night." Xia Huanming's voice came.
"Well, after all, this is considered a remote suburb," Chen Xing recalled the variety shows he recorded. "When I was recording a rural variety show, I saw a whole field of stars. At that moment, I thought I owned the entire Milky Way."
Xia Huanming and he raised their heads together, their eyes revealing a kind of nostalgia: "But it's not as beautiful as it was more than ten years ago. The starry sky was really beautiful back then. Sitting by the stream, even the water surface was covered with stars."
"Oh yeah, you just... forget it then." Chen Xing whispered softly, but Xia Huanming still heard it.
Xia Huanming turned his head and asked, "What did you say?"
Half of Xia Huanming's face was illuminated by the light from the house. His eye sockets looked deeper under the projection of his brow bones, and the mole on his ear was clearly visible.
Chen Xing stared at the mole and shook his head: "Nothing."
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