Chapter 6 Formal Acquaintance

"Brother, it hurts, it hurts." Wen Qingzhou quickly covered his head and took a step back.

"It's too fake!" Wen Shuzhou said these three words lightly in response to Wen Qingzhou's poor acting skills.

"Brother, I'm exaggerating." Wen Qingzhou snorted and took a bite of the kidney.

"If you continue to act like this, all domestically produced dramas will probably be rubbish." Wen Shuzhou opened a can of beer and got straight to the point.

"Brother, I, Wen Qingzhou, am the most popular young star in the entertainment industry right now. Don't blame me for not reminding you. If you say that about me, be careful of being scolded by my fans in the future!" Wen Qingzhou protested by holding up a stick.

"Really? Am I - scared?" Wen Shuzhou said calmly.

"The popular young hunk... Wen Qingzhou. No wonder I felt like I've seen him somewhere before. It seems like I've seen his videos a few times before, but I just didn't pay attention to him!"

Listening to the conversation between the two brothers, Wen Miao chewed a mouthful of tofu, flipped the skewers on the rack with one hand, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket with the other hand. He opened the search software and typed in the three words "Wen Qingzhou". All that popped up were pages and news about Wen Qingzhou.

"I really can't believe this guy is a real "little celebrity"!"

"Brother, after chatting for a while, I believe you already know my name as Wen Qingzhou. What about you? What's your name?" Wen Qingzhou swallowed the last bite of kidney and asked Wen Miao.

"Wen Miao!" Wen Miao also explained what the two words were.

"The 'wen' in 'language', the 'miao' in 'small'."

"What a nice name, the ocean of books is vast, and the words are humble and respectful." Wen Shuzhou adjusted the frame of his gold-rimmed glasses, with a faint smile on his lips, he extended his hand to Wen Miao.

"Let me introduce myself. Hello, I'm Wen Shuzhou."

"Hello." Wen Miaoxiao was stunned for a moment, wiped her hands on her apron, and shook hands.

"Wen Miao, I want it too." The moment his brother's hand loosened, Wen Qingzhou covered Wen Miao's hand with his greasy hands, which was about to be withdrawn. Under his brother's gaze, which could not stop him in time, he said solemnly.

"Hello."

"Hello." Wen Miao chuckled and quickly let go.

"It's a mess."

"This stupid brother." Wen Shuzhou wanted to find a basin to force him to wash his hands.

"Wen Miao, now we are officially acquainted. We are going to have beef hotpot at my house tomorrow night. Please come." Wen Qingzhou invited, blinking his starry eyes.

"...Okay." Facing such a pair of deer-like eyes, Wen Miao suddenly found that he couldn't refuse.

"That's settled. Oh, by the way, Wen Miao, do you like spicy food?" Wen Qingzhou asked while peeling a grilled shrimp.

"I like spicy food." Wen Miao sprinkled some cumin on a skewer of squid and gave it to Wen Shuzhou.

"Eat this!"