Chapter 15 Midnight Horror
"What do you mean you only like sunflowers?" Jiang Yanyu asked, leaning closer.
Luo Qinglin did not hide back, but looked directly into Jiang Yanyu's eyes and replied: "I said I don't like eating mulberries, I like eating melon seeds."
"......"
Hearing the answer, Jiang Yanyu was obviously stunned for a moment, and asked with a little anger, "I'm asking why you called Lin Sangchen's name in your dream."
"I wasn't dreaming." Luo Qinglin lied without changing his expression.
Jiang Yanyu pursed her lips and was silent for a while, then asked, "Last time she called me on WeChat, you recognized her at first sight and called out her name immediately. Did you like her before?"
"I just said, I don't like mulberries, I only like sunflowers." Luo Qinglin repeated again.
The topic returned to the beginning. Jiang Yanyu turned his head away silently, his jaw clenched, obviously unhappy.
Seeing that he was unhappy, Luo Qinglin coaxed him half-truthfully: "I used to study every moment and work every minute. I didn't have time to think about these things, and I didn't have anyone I liked."
Jiang Yanyu was even more unhappy after hearing the explanation. He crossed his arms and snorted coldly, "You didn't have it before, and you don't have it now?"
"Now..." Luo Qinglin deliberately prolonged the ending tone, "Not yet."
Jiang Yanyu raised his eyelids and said slowly: "Mr. Luo, have you forgotten that we are filming now? If this is broadcast, I am afraid that people will point at my nose and call me a fake business, and a '1 who loves straight men'."
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Luo Qinglin's brain froze for a moment, his eyes suddenly widened, and he looked around for the cameraman.
However, looking left and right, there were only six guests and the driver sitting in the seats. Luo Qinglin lowered his head again and found that the wheat between his collar had disappeared.
"Everyone needs to rest. I stopped filming when you fell asleep." Jiang Yanyu said.
"......"
Being teased again, Luo Qinglin sighed speechlessly, turned his head to look at the sunset outside the window, and said no more.
The sunset was not fiery red, but was surrounded by a circle of golden yellow. The bright and saturated yellow reminded Luo Qinglin of the sea of sunflowers in college and the wishes he made every time he passed by the sea of flowers.
Luo Qinglin thought absentmindedly, how long should he wait before he could reveal his feelings to his sunflower?
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At six o'clock, the group returned to the villa in a mighty procession, and the last shooting task officially began.
Because of the burns, Xi Min collapsed on the sofa to rest. Xuan Chu and He Yihan went back to the room to wash up, while Jiang Linxu and Jiang Yanyu stayed in the kitchen to help Luo Qinglin.
Walking to the kitchen, Luo Qinglin put on a plain plaid apron and tied the belt with his hands behind his back.
Just after tying the bow, someone pulled the belt, and in a moment, the apron was untied and scattered in front of her body.
"You didn't tie it properly, I'll help you tie it again."
Jiang Yanyu held the belt string with both hands, first tied a loose knot, and then pulled it suddenly. The string was tightly wrapped around Luo Qinglin's waist, causing wrinkles on his shirt.
The slender waist hidden under the loose shirt was revealed, and Jiang Yanyu pulled the line to both sides with greater and greater force.
"Hiss..." Luo Qinglin frowned in pain and turned to look at the culprit.
"Sorry, sorry, I didn't control the strength well." Jiang Yanyu relaxed the strength and tied a loose bow.
Jiang Yanyu apologized verbally but had a disrespectful smile on his face. After saying sorry, he raised his eyebrows provocatively, which was very bad.
Primary school student.
Not serious at all.
Luo Qinglin was too lazy to pay attention to anyone. He opened the bag and began to organize the ingredients, cut and arrange them, ready to cook.
However, as soon as the bag was opened, Luo Qinglin's eyes went dark.
Mint was bought as basil, green onion was bought as leek, chili pepper was bought as red pepper, and even shallot was bought as purple onion.
How could there be someone so out of touch with the world that he doesn’t even know what chili peppers look like? Luo Qinglin frowned and thought.
"What's wrong?" Seeing Luo Qinglin didn't say anything, Jiang Yanyu coughed and asked, "Which one did you buy wrong?"
I didn’t buy any of them.
"It's okay," Luo Qinglin pouted and took out the ingredients one by one, "You go to the living room to rest, I can do it myself."
Luo Qinglin didn't expect Jiang Yanyu to help him at all. He was afraid that Jiang Yanyu would blow up the kitchen before the vegetables were cut.
Jiang Linxu said nothing, but stood straight, with his hands raised eagerly, waiting for Luo Qinglin to assign tasks, his expression as serious as if he was taking an exam.
Luo Qinglin rubbed his brows and said to Jiang Linxu, "You should go back and rest too."
After driving the two of them out of the kitchen, Luo Qinglin rolled up his shirt sleeves little by little.
The hands with distinct finger bones and short, round nails were folding the shirt, and as the sleeves were gradually rolled up, the thin and protruding wrist bones were revealed.
Rolling up his sleeves, Luo Qinglin tilted his head, looked at the camera which was only a few centimeters away from his hand, and blinked at the cameraman in confusion.
Receiving the look, the cameraman nodded towards the ingredients, signaling Luo Qinglin to start cooking quickly.
Can you focus at such a close distance?
Luo Qinglin turned back suspiciously, took out the ingredients one by one, washed and cut them.
With the knife moving up and down, the auxiliary ingredients and the main ingredients were cut and arranged on the plate, the pork bones were blanched, the pan was heated with cold oil, and the vegetables were stir-fried.
An hour later, the lotus root and pork bone soup in the pressure cooker was ready, and the water spinach cooked with dried chili peppers, leeks roasted in tin foil, and clams fried with basil were also served one by one.
Considering the two actors and models who might need to manage their figure, Luo Qinglin also made three refreshing servings of boiled shrimp salad and hot and sour dipping sauce.
At a quarter past seven, Luo Qinglin finally pushed open the kitchen door.
There were five people standing outside the door, all looking at him eagerly, especially Xi Min. When he saw the soup in his hand, his eyes lit up and he was about to step forward to help serve it.
Fortunately, Jiang Linxu shouted loudly, "Don't move, let me do it!", and then carefully took the soup and carried it to the dining table in the living room in small steps.
After being hungry for the whole afternoon, when the rich and slightly sweet soup with the aroma of lotus roots passed over the tip of my tongue, the fatigue accumulated throughout the day was finally relieved.
However, after staying in the kitchen for an hour and smelling the smell of cooking fumes for too long, Luo Qinglin was hungry but had a poor appetite. He drank a few sips of soup, ate a few pieces of lotus root, and then put down the bowl.
Noticing Luo Qinglin's movements, Xi Min took a bite of rice and asked in surprise: "Brother Qinglin, are you full?"
"Well, take your time eating." Luo Qinglin replied with a faint smile.
Thinking of the scene when Jiang Linxu was losing weight, and he was persuading him to eat and drink, and trying to be a stumbling block on his way to losing weight, Xi Min said to Jiang Yanyu: "Why don't you persuade Brother Qinglin to eat more?"
Jiang Yanyu squinted his eyes, picked up a shrimp and put it into his mouth, "Little kid, you are surprised by what you have never seen before."
The scene of the two of them hugging each other during the day emerged in his mind again. Xi Min's face turned red instantly. He glared at Jiang Yanyu, lowered his head and ate in silence.
"Brother Luo, do you often cook at home?" Xuan Chu asked.
Luo Qinglin paused and replied, "I rented a house outside the school during my master's degree, and over time I got used to cooking for myself."
"Brother Qinglin's cooking skills are great," Jiang Linxu said, puffing out his cheeks, "even the salad is so delicious, much more delicious than what I usually eat!"
Xi Min echoed: "Me too!"
Luo Qinglin smiled and said, "Practice makes perfect."
"Why don't you praise me for the freshness of the ingredients I chose?" Jiang Yanyu raised his eyelids slightly and asked dissatisfiedly.
"......"
The whole audience was silent.
The other four people at the dinner table were so choked up by Jiang Yanyu's shamelessness that they were speechless.
Only Luo Qinglin couldn't help laughing, and then put the back of his hand on his lips to cover it up.
"What are you laughing at?" Jiang Yanyu asked.
I laugh at you for not being able to tell the difference between leeks and shallots, and for mistaking onions for shallots.
"Ahem," Luo Qinglin coughed twice and said, "It's nothing. The ingredients you bought are indeed very fresh."
It was so fresh that most of the leek leaves were wilted, and so fresh that when the pork bones were blanched, there was so much foam that you couldn't skim it off.
Knowing that Luo Qinglin was just trying to fool him, Jiang Yanyu snorted coldly, turned his head away in dissatisfaction, and ate his dinner by himself.
After dinner, everyone recorded some additional voice-overs and their feelings about the interview recorded on the first day. The staff set up their fixed camera positions and left the villa one after another.
As soon as everyone left, the huge villa seemed empty. The summer night wind made the wooden windows creak, and it felt like a haunted house in the mountains.
Luo Qinglin had just finished taking a shower. He dried his hair with a towel and closed the windows in the room.
After going downstairs, Luo Qinglin found that Xi Min was the only one lying on the sofa playing with her phone, so he asked, "Where are they?"
Xi Min sat up and said, "Sister Song took them to the hotel and said it was unsafe to stay here at night. She will bring them back before the shooting starts tomorrow morning."
"Sister Song is...?" Luo Qinglin asked.
"Song Hongan, Jiang Jiang's agent." Xi Min replied.
Speaking of agents, Luo Qinglin asked, "I haven't seen your agents all day today. Are they not going to act with you?"
Xi Min shrugged and replied, "Xiao Jiang transferred the agent to manage other stars, and she left us to fend for ourselves here."
Luo Qinglin asked in surprise: "The assistant was also transferred away?"
"Yeah," Xi Min drooped his eyelids, "It's just a love affair, is it necessary to punish us like this?"
"Xuan Chu and the others will also be punished? They are quite popular." Luo Qinglin asked.
"Xuan Chu was filming a drama at the time, and her agent asked her to date a male actor. She was so angry that she revealed her relationship. In the end, the drama was cancelled, and her only endorsement was also lost, which made Xiao Jiang very angry."
Sighing, Xi Min continued, "You can't make a living with just traffic. Xuan Chu hasn't received any acting roles in the past six months, and He Yihan can only release some digital albums, go to music festivals, and appear on online variety shows."
Luo Qinglin nodded in understanding, thinking that everyone in this world has their own sufferings and it's not easy for anyone.
"By the way, Brother Qinglin," Ximin stood up suddenly, "What's your WeChat? I'll add you to our group."
Luo Qinglin raised the corner of his mouth and immediately took out his mobile phone to scan the code for Xi Min, without any of the dejection he had in the morning that "adults shouldn't expect to make friends in the workplace."
The name of the group is [What's wrong with falling in love? Have you eaten your rice? 】.
As soon as Luo Qinglin entered, he received several new friend verifications.
Wait, why are there only five people in this group including him?
Luo Qinglin raised his head and asked, "Jiang Yanyu is not in the group?"
"He's Mr. Jiang's younger brother," Xi Min smacked his lips, "We're complaining about the boss in the group. What if he sees it and takes a screenshot and sends it to Mr. Jiang?"
"Aren't you afraid that I will report you?"
"We're both workers, I trust you," Ximin yawned and said, "Brother Qinglin, I'm going to sleep first. Good night."
"good evening."
After Ximin left, the living room seemed even more empty. The night wind outside was growing stronger and stronger, beating against the windows and doors, making a very loud noise.
Luo Qinglin verified all his friends and carefully noted each person's name before putting away his phone. After checking whether the doors and windows were closed, Luo Qinglin turned off the lights on the first floor and walked up to the second floor.
Jiang Yanyu was still taking a shower in the room, and the sound of water dripping came through the crack in the door into the corridor.
Luo Qinglin turned off the lights in the corridor and walked forward in the moonlight shining through the window.
The sky in Yeyu City was cloudless in the middle of the night. The moonlight was rich and bright, and the criss-crossing shadows of the windows were reflected on the floor of the corridor.
Boom!
When passing by Jiang Linxu's room, a muffled sound of something heavy falling to the ground was heard from inside.
Luo Qinglin paused, held his breath, and turned to look at the half-open wooden door on the left. It was pitch black through the crack in the door and I couldn't see anything.
And at the door, four fingers stretched out, covering the dark red wooden door, gripping it tightly, like ghost hands crawling out of hell.
Squeak...
The wooden door gradually opened. Luo Qinglin's heart tightened and he raised his foot and ran forward. However, before he could run a few steps, someone grabbed his neck forcefully.
With his throat pressed tightly and his mouth covered, Luo Qinglin could not utter a sound. He raised his elbow and punched back with all his strength, while his legs were not idle either, as he bent his knees and kicked back.
Under attack, the person behind him groaned, but still did not let go of the hand that was around Luo Qinglin's neck. He endured the punches and kicks and dragged him all the way to Jiang Linxu's room.
Bang!
As soon as the door was closed, Luo Qinglin was turned around and pressed against the door panel, unable to move, like a dying fish on a chopping board.
Luo Qinglin was struggling hard when a very familiar voice came to his ears.
"Baby, why do you treat me like a stranger?"
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