Chapter 250 "Bonus 7" Happy Birthday

In June, the rain washes down the branches like a basin.

Several heavy rains in midsummer poured down, making the air in Kyoto fresh and clean, driving away the annoying spring catkins, and hurrying the days into the summer of July.

Li Zhi's birthday is on the last day of July.

When she woke up in the morning, she received blessings from all over the world. Whether it was Weibo Super Topic or WeChat, the screen was full of happy birthday messages.

Li Zhi from Yicheng has no parental love.

In the past, she could only get a perfunctory "Happy Birthday" from Qiao Moya and Jiang Hualin after she reminded them, and they would give her a big red envelope because they felt guilty for forgetting their daughter's birthday and not being able to celebrate with her, so that she could invite her friends out for dinner.

But now Qi Yuzhi is surrounded by the love of the whole world.

Before she knew it, she received happy birthday messages from her parents, brother and grandparents. When she opened the bedroom door, she saw the gifts they had sent to her at some point.

Fu Yanxia also called via video: "Happy birthday, Lizhi! Do you have any plans tonight?"

"I don't know." Li Zhi blinked, "But today is Thursday, so I still have to go to work first."

Her national tour for this year has come to an end.

But I received a new invitation——

CCTV wants the China National Ballet to stage a Chinese-style national ballet. If it goes well, it will be put on CCTV's Autumn Gala.

Qin Shuang attaches great importance to this matter.

Because CCTV specifically asked Li Zhi to be the main dancer, after Li Zhi came back some time ago, she called her to the office for a talk and asked her if she had any opinions.

Li Zhi was of course happy to accept this task.

She raised the idea with Qin Shuang, hoping that Lin Shiruan could be the director - she knew that Lin Shiruan had always dreamed of making ballet more Chinese and national.

She just didn't have much chance to realize it.

Qin Shuang did not dare to have any opinion. She readily agreed and also informed Lin Shiruan of the matter.

Lin Shiruan actually had the idea a long time ago.

The performance was rehearsed very quickly, so after returning from the tour, Li Zhi immediately went back to work.

"Model worker..."

Fu Yanxia commented: "As expected, this world is full of nothing but cows and horses and chickens and ducks. Even the eldest daughter of the Qi family has to go to work. I would rather have someone come and have sex with me now."

Li Zhi simply couldn't stand her dirty words.

She curled her lips and smiled softly, "If there is any arrangement, I will call you then."

Fu Yanxia brushed her teeth while making an OK gesture.

She also had to go to the group rehearsal today. After sending her birthday wishes, she hung up the video call with drooping eyelids.

Li Zhi washed up and put on some light makeup.

She didn't see Lou Yanjing by her pillow when she woke up this morning, but it wasn't surprising. After all, Lou Yanjing often had early morning meetings, probably because of the time difference between China and abroad.

It was common for him to have gone to work when she opened her eyes, but he would usually say hello to her on WeChat.

Today is Li Zhi’s birthday.

This person, on the other hand, said nothing.

Li Zhi curled her lips slightly, changed her clothes and went downstairs, ready to grab some breakfast before going out to work.

As a result, I heard clanging sounds coming from downstairs.

Li Zhi looked over in confusion in the direction of the voice, and saw Lou Yanjing, who she thought had already gone to work, busy doing something in the kitchen with his shirt sleeves rolled up.

The rice had a strong burnt smell.

There were still clouds of black smoke in the kitchen.

Lou Yanjing put one hand on his waist and the other hand with his knuckles bent against his forehead. He picked up the takeaway bag next to him, took out a brand new bowl and prepared to start cooking...

Li Zhi suddenly said, "Husband?"

Lou Yanjing's back visibly stiffened for a moment.

But his hands didn't stop moving, instead they moved faster. He immediately poured the longevity noodles from the takeaway box into the bowl, quickly placed the side dishes and carrot slices cut into the shape of "Happy Birthday" on top.

Then open the cabinet.

He stuffed the takeaway into the counter in one go.

Then he turned around casually, unbuttoned the shirt button that was stuck on his forearm, and raised his eyebrows: "Morning."

His expression was calm as if nothing had happened: "You woke up so early? Zhizhi, happy birthday."

"Thank you... I thought you went to the company."

Li Zhi couldn't help but look over his shoulder: "What are you doing? Why does the kitchen seem to be on fire?"

"Is there?" Lou Yanjing raised his eyebrows slightly.

He glanced at the kitchen counter behind him with his peripheral vision, intending to hide it, but when he raised his eyes, he saw that a corner of the upper cabinet was visibly blackened by the fire he had just lit.

So Lou Yanjing said calmly: "Oh, you mean this... I just cooked longevity noodles for you."

He paused for two seconds and threw the pot away: "That pot doesn't work."

Li Zhi:?

Lou Yanjing frowned and said, "I have to check later which rubbish brand made that broken pot. I will never cooperate with them again. The bottom of the pot will break when I cook noodles."

It's definitely not because of him.

Even if he poured a basin of water into the oil after it was heated, this kitchenware brand should reflect on its own problems.

Why can't the pot they built hold up so well?

Li Zhi couldn't help laughing: "I saw the takeaway packaging you ordered, Mr. Lou."

Lou Yanjing let out a light click of his tongue in dissatisfaction.

He raised his hand and rubbed his hair in frustration: "I originally just wanted to make you a bowl of longevity noodles, but who knew it would be so difficult... and I couldn't do without it, so I had to ask Ying Xun to bring a bowl over temporarily."

"Where are the noodles you made? Let me see." Li Zhi said as he took a step forward and wanted to go into the kitchen.

Lou Yanjing grabbed her wrist and said, "It's all burnt. I thought you need to add oil when cooking, and when the oil is hot, pour the noodles and water into the pot, and it suddenly caught fire."

Sounds like something he would do.

But Li Zhi was not surprised.

Lou Yanjing didn't know how to cook at all. His fingers had never touched water before, and the most he had done was to peel shrimps for her.

But Li Zhi still insisted on going over.

Sure enough, I saw that the bottom of the pot was burnt through.

A black mass of something, which was impossible to identify, died miserably in the pot.

Lou Yanjing glanced at him and said, "Don't look at it, it's ugly."

Lou Yanjing, who has always been arrogant, rarely dislikes the works of his own people and wishes they would disappear immediately.

But Li Zhi didn't seem to give up.

She smiled brightly at Lou Yanjing and said, "No."

Li Zhi took a spoon and chopsticks, picked out the burnt noodles and placed them in an exquisite double-handled porcelain bowl.

He even moved the carrots that were delivered as "birthday cake" from Louyan Jingding's takeout from the delicate longevity noodles to the black dough.

Li Zhi tilted her head coquettishly and said proudly, "This is the first meal my husband personally cooked for me. It's so special. No other chef can make something like this."

Lou Yanjing was made to laugh by her.

How could he not know that this was the comfort from his wife?

But Li Zhi took a photo of the bowl of noodles seriously: "I like it very much. Thank you, Lou Yanjing. This is the best birthday gift I received today."

Lou Yanjing was slightly startled. He lowered his eyes and looked into Li Zhi's bright eyes: "It's sweeter than Dubai Chocolate Mille-feuille."