Chapter 54 I Understand the Reason
"You don't look like someone who would lack snacks, do you?" Wen Miao looked at Wen Qingzhou and said.
"Not really, but there are agents and Xiao Ye on the set. In order to help me maintain my image, they openly deduct and confiscate my snacks. I'm miserable. When I go home, let alone my brother's place, the days are clean and clear. There is nothing in the whole house except a sausage. Oh... God, if you can't even eat the things you like in life, what fun is there?" Wen Qingzhou had a look of despair on his face.
"Not really. Even though you may not be able to eat what you want sometimes, you have enjoyed the applause and flowers, as well as the love of thousands of fans in front of the screen. As the saying goes, you have to give to gain. Isn't it worth it?" Wen Miaowei said with a curled lip.
"Yes, I understand the truth, but this is too hard to bear. Wen Miao, how can you bear to see me like this?" Wen Qingzhou said with a bitter face.
"Okay, you win. Tell me what you want to eat and make a list later. I'll buy it for you next time I go to the market. But let me make it clear first, for the sake of your screen image, don't eat too much! Otherwise, I won't be able to explain to your agent and assistant!" Wen Miao said earnestly.
"I get it. Wen Miao, you understand me the best. It's great to have a friend like you." Wen Qingzhou swallowed the last bite of pancake and reached out to pat Wen Miao.
"No, please don't, there's oil and sauce on your hands." Wen Miao quickly turned aside to prevent Wen Qingzhou's greasy and saucey hands from getting on the light blue shirt he had just changed into in the morning.
"Am I really scared of you?"
"Okay, I'll go wash my hands first." The rejected Wen Qingzhou obediently went to the bathroom to wash his hands.
"Since you've already gone in, why don't you grab a few handfuls of your hair?" Wen Miao looked at the ahoge that was still standing recklessly on top of Wen Qingzhou's head, and asked in confusion.
"No, I don't have work tonight. Xiao Ye will bring the makeup team over in the afternoon, so it won't be too late to clean up then." Wen Qingzhou sat down and hooked his hands behind his head nonchalantly.
"Your mentality..." Wen Miao was also convinced by Wen Qingzhou.
"Wen Miao, what are we going to eat for lunch?"
"Didn't you just eat? Are you thinking about lunch now?"
Wen Miao had just washed the plate of pancakes when she turned around and met Wen Qingzhou's inquiring gaze.
"Well, it's almost twelve o'clock, Wen Miao." Wen Qingzhou said expectantly.
"So what do you want to eat?"
"Eat meat."
"How about a big plate of chicken?" Wen Miao opened the refrigerator, quickly scanned the food stored inside, and said.
"Sure, I haven't eaten it for a long time, Wen Miao. It depends on whether your cooking skills are authentic!" Wen Qingzhou said with great nostalgia and cunningness.
"Don't worry, my skills can't be that bad!" Wen Miao was full of confidence.
"Just wait!"
"Wen Miao, I'll help you. What do you need me to do? Just arrange it!" Wen Qingzhou suddenly sat up and looked at Wen Miao with a smile.
"Well, then come with me!" Wen Miao took out a chicken from the refrigerator and gave the order directly.
"Qingzhou, chop it into pieces. Isn't that easy?"
"It's not difficult." Wen Qingzhou accepted it happily.
While Wen Qingzhou was chopping the chicken, Wen Miao was also not idle. He got a basin, scooped out two bowls of noodles, and prepared to knead the noodles.
When eating big plate chicken, noodles are not the soul, but the noodles can definitely tell the taste of big plate chicken! If the taste is right, you can eat more noodles!