This level of threat has no effect on Jing Shaoci. Not only that, he also feels that Yan Zixiu is like a kitten with its paw pads spread out, and will jump into his arms with its head arched the next moment.
Yan Zixiu pushed him away and continued to stir the dough.
"Yan Yan, say two more." Jing Shaoci said in a pushy manner.
Yan Zixiu didn't even look at him, and said coldly: "What's new about this? The songs I sang before were all repetitive lyrics."
Pills, lying on the board, sleeping in a coffin, burying the mountain.
Jing Shaoci thought about it and decided not to bring up the past again.
He put his arm around Yan Zixiu's waist again and said, "Are you tired? Otherwise, don't cook for now. I'll carry you upstairs to rest."
Yan Zixiu turned his head slightly, looked at him with his peripheral vision and said, "When I first came here, I read some books that said presidents like you have self-control that you are proud of."
He put down the cooking stick in his hand, turned around and said, "So, what about yours?"
It was the first time that Jing Shaoci heard such a statement, so he said, "What did the original words in the book say?"
Yan Zixiu said expressionlessly, "Woman, your self-control that I was proud of has collapsed."
A strong impact hit Jing Shaoci's throat, and he didn't know how he held back from laughing, but now educating his own little Taoist priest was the most important thing.
"You are not allowed to read this kind of book again in the future!"
"Why?" Yan Zixiu's eyebrows moved slightly, and he said, "Books are like medicine. Reading them well can cure ignorance."
"I said no, and it means no." Jing Shao said in a stern tone.
After hearing this, Yan Zixiu took a step away from him, then nodded slightly and said, "Well, your situation is somewhat similar to the president in the book."
Jing Shaoci pulled him back, held his chin with his backhand and said, "Do you listen to me or not?"
Yan Zixiu was not afraid at all, and asked back, "What if I listen, what if I don't listen?"
Jing Shaoci gritted his teeth and said word by word, "If you don't listen, I won't eat dinner tonight!" Yan
Zixiu laughed directly, then patted his face and coaxed, "Okay, I'll listen."
Jing Shaoci still didn't let go, lowered his eyes to look at his face and asked, "Tell me the truth, what books did you read when you came here?"
"There are so many kinds, I can't finish talking about them all in a short time."
Yan Zixiu pushed him away and was about to continue stirring, but Jing Shaoci took the cooking stick before him.
"I'll do it."
After the batter was mixed, Yan Zixiu scooped it out with a ladle and spread it evenly into the frying pan.
Taking this opportunity, he put the other prepared ingredients into a large bowl and started to prepare the dipping sauce.
Jing Shaoci looked at his profile and suddenly remembered something.
"Do you still remember what you said to me when you signed the divorce contract?"
As soon as the voice fell, Yan Zixiu fell into memory.
'Next time you get married, you can come to me to calculate an auspicious day for marriage. '
'Second marriage, half price. '
Jing Shaoci knew he had remembered it when he saw his expression, so he went over and held his hand and teased, "Master Tianshi, do you still want to calculate the auspicious day now?"
The word "Master Tianshi" made Yan Zixiu's ears red.
He didn't look at Jing Shaoci, and after a while, he lowered his eyes and said, "If I marry you, then every day will be an auspicious day."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Shaoci was about to press him on the cooking table to kiss him, but Yan Zixiu twisted his elbow.
He stood up and straightened his shirt, then said seriously, "This is not a bedroom, be careful."
After the seafood scallion cake was ready, the two sat at the dining table.
When Jing Shaoci took the first bite, Yan Zixiu looked at him with burning eyes. After he swallowed it, he immediately asked, "How does it taste?"
Jing Shaoci immediately responded, "It's delicious."
Yan Zixiu raised the corner of his lips, "I also think it tastes very good, so I brought it back to share with you."
Jing Shaoci paused with his chopsticks, looked at him and said, "You brought it back?"
"Well, I went to record a variety show today. This noodle soup was prepared by a female guest named Feng Huanlang."
Jing Shaoci's face turned cold when he heard this, but he was reluctant to put down his chopsticks.
It was not that he was reluctant to part with this seafood cake, but that he was reluctant to part with the kindness that Yan Zixiu wanted to share with him.
Seeing that he didn't move for a long time, Yan Zixiu asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"
Jing Shaoci was silent for a moment, then picked up a piece of food and fed it to his mouth.
The original owner's birthday is in two days. Jing Shaoci is the only one who knows that Yan Zixiu is a time traveler, so Xingyi, who is unaware of this, has specially held a meeting to discuss this major event.
"Last time you celebrated your birthday on the set. This time, the company is going to prepare birthday support for you in 25 cities together with the fan club, and will also donate 30 libraries in your name for rural primary schools." Li Fengzhi said.
Yan Zixiu naturally agreed to the latter, but he felt that the former was a bit too much of a fuss.
"Why not donate all the expenses of birthday support to the latter, so as to benefit others and your birthday will have some meaning."
Li Fengzhi looked at him and advised: "You are very popular now, and this is also an indirect manifestation of your commercial value. In terms of capital, stars cannot always consume fans and strongly want to be themselves."
Although these words are unpleasant to hear, Yan Zixiu knows that the other party is doing it for his own good.
Seeing that he looked normal, Li Fengzhi breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "The company originally wanted to hold a birthday party for you, but I know your character, so I suggested changing it to a birthday live broadcast."
"This way you can spend your birthday with Mr. Jing. You just need to spare three hours on that day."
Yan Zixiu thought for a while and said, "But I'm not good at speaking, and I don't know what to say during the live broadcast."
Li Fengzhi certainly considered this problem and said with a smile, "Then just eat. Fans like the scene of you eating in the variety show. Then just answer a few questions and read the comments from fans."
Yan Zixiu thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay."
On the 25th, early in the morning, Xie Wanxin went into the kitchen and cooked several dishes herself.
As soon as Yan Zixiu came downstairs, he saw Jing Fengyi looking at him with a slightly apologetic look.
He didn't know the reason at first, but when the dishes were served, Yan Zixiu understood instantly.
"Thank you, Mom."
Xie Wanxin said with a smile, "We are a family, why should we be polite? Today is your birthday, you can have whatever you want."
After that, she took out a gift.
"Xiu Xiu, happy birthday."
Jing Fengyi also took out a box and handed it to him, "Happy birthday, son."
After Yan Zixiu thanked him solemnly, he took it with both hands, and then Jing Fengyi and Xie Wanxin cast their expectant eyes on Jing Shaoci.
Jing Shaoci didn't prepare anything, because today was not the birthday of his little Taoist priest at all.
When he was about to say something, Yan Zixiu held his hand under the table.
"Dad, Mom, Jing Shaoci said he would give me the gift tonight."
Xie Guanxin smiled and nodded, while Jing Fengyi withdrew his gaze.
Jing Shaoci didn't expect Yan Zixiu to lie for him. He turned around and found that the other party's neck was red.
After finishing a difficult meal, Yan Zixiu took a deep breath and asked a question that had been lingering in his mind for a long time.
"Doesn't mother... have a sense of taste?"
"Yes." Jing Shaoci nodded expressionlessly, "but she just can't taste that the food she cooks is not delicious."
Yan Zixiu lowered his head and coughed lightly, and no longer expressed his opinion.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Li Fengzhi arrived at the Jing family with two assistants and a stylist.
It was the first time for the three of them to enter a mansion of this level. They kept their mouths half open since they entered the door, and their whole expressions looked like they were dried by the wind.
Li Fengzhi handed the gift he and Gu Shiyi prepared to Yan Zixiu, "Zixiu, happy birthday."
Yan Zixiu took it, "Thank you."
"Xiao Liu, Xiao Li, start installing the lights now."
Li Fengzhi was just about to take out the equipment when several bodyguards in suits walked in.
"Mr. Jing asked us to come over to help, Mr. Li, you can give us any instructions."
When everyone was busy, Xie Guanxin came over holding Xie Chongyun.
"Hello, Aunt Xie." Li Fengzhi said.
Xie Guanxin listened to his address and joked with a smile, "You're still calling me Auntie, you should call me Auntie."
Li Fengzhi blushed and then obediently called her "Auntie".
Xie Wanxin agreed with a smile, and then handed Xie Chongyun in her arms to him, "I was too busy at the last birthday party, so I didn't let you hold the little baby."
Xie Chongyun was very well behaved, and after being taken by Li Fengzhi, he leaned against his neck.
Li Fengzhi seemed to like children very much, and he kept holding Xie Chongyun's little hand and talking to him gently.
Everyone else was preparing things for the live broadcast in the study room, and Yan Zixiu took the opportunity to whisper, "Have you and Gu Shiyi made up?"
Li Fengzhi heard it, covered Xie Chongyun's little ear with his hand and said, "Yeah."
He had been away from home for three days at the time, and Gu Shiyi had done everything he could to apologize and make promises. In the end, when he was about to cry, Li Fengzhi agreed to go home with him.
"Gu Shiyi is just a little naughty, he definitely didn't mean to tease you."
Yan Zixiu still thought that it was Gu Shiyi who peed on Li Fengzhi's pants, and had no idea what the truth was.
Li Fengzhi curled his fingers in embarrassment and replied reluctantly: "Yeah, you're right."
At this time, the stylist came over and asked Yan Zixiu to go in and put on makeup.
After all the equipment for the live broadcast was ready, Yan Zixiu sat at the table.
Jing Shaoci knew that he was going to broadcast live, so all the food in front of him were desserts specially made by foreign chefs.
In order to keep the environment quiet, Li Fengzhi and his assistant went to the living room downstairs. At
six o'clock in the evening, the live broadcast officially began.
Yan Zixiu didn't quite adapt at first, but I don't know if it was because of eating desserts, his expression gradually relaxed.
He followed the process and interacted with fans attentively, occasionally reading some of the content on the bullet screen.
"Brother, my ex-boyfriend and current boyfriend both fell into the water. Can you be my boyfriend?"
After reading, Yan Zixiu just smiled and didn't answer.
The live broadcast was quite easy. In addition to sending happy birthday messages, fans also carefully prepared a lot of blessings.
Yan Zixiu looked at the screen and said, "Thank you, because of you, I know that I can be liked by so many people."
He said it very sincerely, but many fans' eyes were red in front of the screen after hearing this.
After a while, a fan asked to see his mobile phone wallpaper.
Yan Zixiu picked it up from his hand, and then turned on the screen facing the camera.
The fans saw that it was actually a talisman paper, and they didn't know what was drawn on it.
"This is a fortune-bringing charm." After saying that, he immediately emphasized, "But you must abandon superstition and implement the scientific concept of development."
Fans immediately burst into laughter on the bullet screen. They were simply dying of Yan Zixiu's cuteness.
[On my brother's strong desire to survive, hahahahaha.]
[I was drinking milk tea just now, and I laughed so hard that a pearl got stuck in my nose. Help.]
[Brother, don't you really consider finding a girlfriend? ! Don't be so stubborn about choosing a mate! !]
Li Fengzhi and his assistant kept watching the live broadcast room downstairs. After more than an hour of broadcasting, Jing Shaoci came back from the company.
"Mr. Jing, Zixiu is live broadcasting in the study upstairs."
Jing Shaoci nodded expressionlessly, holding a dark blue bag in his hand.
It was almost eight o'clock, and Yan Zixiu began to take out cards from the small box beside him.
This part was originally to read the blessings from various fan sites, but when he saw the content above, he frowned slightly.
"Yan Zixiu, you are so quiet and you don't have a joke. Why do you still want to go on variety shows with this performance? Can you stop forcing the audience to do this? We are all doing this for your own good."
After he finished reading, he was silent for two seconds, then looked at the camera and said, "My personality may not be likable..."
Yan Zixiu paused. He didn't know how to respond because he thought the words written on the card were really said by fans.
"I will try to say more in the future. Sorry."
Fans had already sensed something was wrong at this time, and desperately typed in the barrage to ask him to stop reading.
But Yan Zixiu didn't notice these, and picked up the next card.
"How long do you think you can get by with just your face? You don't really think you have good acting skills just because you won two awards, right? No way, no way, are you really so naive because of the sponsor?"
Yan Zixiu's fingers curled up, and just as he was about to put down the card in his hand, he heard footsteps coming from outside the door.
With a loud bang, the study door was kicked open.
Yan Zixiu just stood up from his seat, and Jing Shaoci came over and smashed the two mobile phones used for live broadcast against the wall.
He didn't stop after smashing the mobile phones, and threw all the other equipment to the ground. Even the laptop on the other side was broken by him.
Li Fengzhi and others were a step late, and the room was already a mess when they arrived.
"Get out."
Although Jing Shaoci's voice was not loud, the coldness in it made the assistants tremble.
Yan Zixiu glanced at Li Fengzhi and motioned him to take the others away first.
After the others left, Yan Zixiu walked over and held Jing Shaoci's hand.
It was the first time he saw the other party so furious, so he could only say softly: "It's okay, just calm down."
Jing Shaoci raised his scarlet eyes and almost yelled: "How can I stay calm when I am so injustice-stricken as to put you in my heart?!"