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The most recent meal was at the chaotic birthday banquet. An Xumo was not very sensitive to the sight of people around him, but Zhou Jinshen was among the people present at that time. He was not used by the other party. I looked at it patiently, and left the field early in a muddled way. An Xumo couldn't eat much in the end.

But for An Xumo, the hunger that goes with him is something he has long been used to. He has many ways to curb his hunger, bite the tip of his tongue, train to divert his attention, and quietly look at Zhou Jinshen's photos while eating.

Now Zhou Jinshen’s real person is sitting opposite him, and An Xumo hasn’t eaten yet, and he feels that his always empty stomach has been very comforted|comforted.

An Xumo went to the dining area with the waiter who led the way. The cafeteria was decorated very luxuriously, and it also covered two floors in one fell swoop. The barbecue on the second floor can be ordered for delivery, and An Xu Mo first strolled around on the first floor. The seafood area of ​​the restaurant alone is divided into four or five long rows of dining tables such as Japanese, French, and Chinese, and the cooking area has more dishes. An Xumo took it as he walked and quickly filled the entire dining car.

The waiter helped push the dining trolley into the private room, and most of the table was filled with small and delicate dishes. Zhou Jinshen didn't make it easy to show up, so An Xu Mo chose two portions to come back, but judging from the current weight, it is estimated that there will be leftover for two people.

After the waiter left, the two began to eat quietly. Zhou Jinshen originally planned to wait until he finished eating to talk to the other party about participating in a variety show, but after a while, he couldn't help but frowned.

Zhou Jinshen did not eat slowly, he was considered to have a normal appetite, because of the regularity of fitness, he did not deliberately go on a diet. But when he was half full, An Xu Mo, who seemed to have thin arms and legs, had eaten twice as much as he had eaten, and his eating speed had not slowed down.

Not mentioning seafood such as Arctic shellfish and spicy crabs, he just ate a bowl of beef with sour soup. I ate two portions of fried fresh milk and sweet and sour short ribs. If Zhou Jinshen remembers it correctly, An Xumo just solved three double cheese pizzas by himself.

Even ordinary people who don’t have to work on mirrors rarely have this way of eating. Where is he trying to stay in shape? He wants to eat himself into a ball.

Zhou Jinshen asked: "The company's working meal is not delicious?"

An Xumo, who is seriously eating crab noodles, raised his head: "Is the working meal? I think it's pretty good."

Zhou Jinshen glanced at the plate that had been settled for most of it: "I haven't eaten it in these two days?"

An Xumo didn't know why he asked, but after thinking about the noon fitness package, he nodded honestly: "A little bit, I didn't eat much."

Actually, he hasn’t eaten for a long time, but today I saw Zhou Jinshen and the lingering hunger has subsided a lot, so An Xumo didn’t choose too much for this meal. If it’s normal, At least he can eat twice as much.

Although Zhou Jinshen felt that An Xumo's appetite was a bit strange, he didn't think much about it when he heard that he hadn't eaten enough in the past few days. The topic has been opened, and he brought up the business together: "Greentown Satellite TV has a variety show. It will soon start recording the second season. There is a guest quota reserved for you. At a specific time, your agent will tell you that you can Let’s go and see the first season first and make preparations in advance."

An Xumo, who put down the spoon because of his words, made a move, and almost didn't overturn the spoon. Greentown TV, the second season of variety show...

"Is... "A sunny weekend"?"

"Yeah." Zhou Jin took a sip of the red wine. "The guest has only one contract, but I will be in the same period with you."

Two messages in a row exploded An Xumo's thoughts into a ball of flowers. The crab noodles in front of him had not been eaten yet, but his stomach was full, and Zhou|the body was still full of a happy sense of contentment.

But contentment goes to contentment. I can't believe that this kind of resource is the most true response.

The first season of "A Sunny Weekend" has already attracted three young artists, including Han Ming. From checking no such person to 1,000 people picking up the plane, it only took two from the first issue to the last issue. Months, and none of these three people are resident.

After achieving such excellent results in the first season, the second season that took advantage of the situation is still the same team. This is a powerful resource that can be seen clearly. Let alone a trainee who hasn't made his debut yet, even a popular artist is definitely trying his best to participate in this variety show.

Zhou Jinshen naturally understood An Xu Mo’s emotions, but he didn’t think it was a big deal. This resource was a compensation for his misunderstanding An Xu Mo before, but An Xu Mo didn’t know those things before. Now There is no need to tell him.

"Variety show is just a platform. It is like a magnifying glass, which can magnify your shining points and attract more people's attention." Zhou Jinshen said, "But it is your own business ability that can really make artists stand up. What can be magnified by a magnifying glass."

"The recording of "Zhou Tian" takes a month, and the post-production is similar. It will be broadcast after half a year. During this time, you must make a debut to make this variety show play a real role. ."

"Understood?"

Zhou Jinshen's tone is still not very eager, but what he said is extremely rare. Except for this nominal younger brother who is in debt, Zhou Jinshen would not bother to say this to other people.

It's just this little brother who has always been obedient, but his expression looks a bit wrong at this time.

"Ming, I understand."

An Xumo's face was pale, and sweat was faintly oozing out of his forehead, and his voice was trembling when he spoke, and he stuttered obviously. Zhou Jinshen thought he was nervous, so he didn't continue to put pressure on him. Anyway, when he was recording, there would be no major problems.

"Are you full? I'll take you back."

The meal has been paid in advance, and the person being questioned also agreed to leave together. Zhou Jinshen was about to leave the table, but he saw the person next to him suddenly shake.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to help, and the thin touch of his hand made him wonder where all the food this man had eaten went to. Just before Zhou Jinshen could think about it, the boy who happened to be hit by his back suddenly curled up, and there was a muffled muffled sound in his throat like a whimper|hmph.

"What's wrong with you?"

Now even Zhou Jinshen has noticed something wrong. An Xu Mo’s long back neck has been completely covered in cold sweat, and her thin back stiffens into an iron plate. The whole person is shaking uncontrollably, almost trying to control. Keep convulsing|sssss.

An Xumo was speechless, Zhou Jinchen told him to sit down again, and reached out and rolled up the other's shirt. He just touched An Xu Mo's back, and the problem should lie here. But even though he was mentally prepared, when he saw it with his own eyes, he still couldn't help but frowned.

On the thin back, there was a shocking purple scar across the back. The wound did not bleed|bleed, but there was a large amount of blood stasis under the skin. Even more terrifying is that the scar has swelled up along with the surrounding skin, and it looks even more alarming against the original white|skin.

"When I was just a freshman, the senior sister was our assistant teacher. I was one of the worst in our class. There was a time when something went wrong at home and the living expenses were not delivered. I was in the dining hall. If you can’t order food, you just need a steamed bun and eat it with the big-packaged pickles in the canteen. After a long time, the senior sister found out, she said that it’s not good to eat, she gave it to me, and there is another one with very poor conditions. Female classmate, gave us a big box of fried rice."

Zhang Zhiwei slowly told the story, and the attention of the people nearby was also attracted.

"Senior sister’s conditions were not good, but she was skillful. Not only did she stir-fry us full of dangdang rice, she also gave us two full pots of pickles and salty sauce she made. That is the two pots of side dishes. Ah, let me survive the hardest days. Alas, I still sigh when I think of it. Talking to you young people about this feels like telling a story. In fact, they are all things that we really experienced at the time."

"Yes," Yan Xiangshen took a chopsticks and shrimp and eggs and put them into the bowl, "I was in better condition than Zhiwei at that time, but it was not much worse. Now the conditions are better, let alone young people Even if we think about it for ourselves, we also feel that those days are like dreams. For a while, we feel that we are far apart, and then we feel that it is just what happened yesterday."

Zhang Zhiwei smiled and patted An Xu Mo on the shoulder: "Xiao Mo, is the taste a bit similar to what your|mum made?"

An Xumo smiled, but his chest felt stuffy, and his stomach was empty, as if everything he had just eaten disappeared. The fierce hunger hit him like a shower that fell on the coast in the morning. He was so hungry that he didn't dare to stare at Zhou Jinshen directly. He could only whisper: "Well, it's delicious. ." Then he picked up the rice.

An Xumo felt that he was cold and hungry, not only his stomach, but also the whole person was empty. He never thought about his parents, maybe he thought about it, but that was a long, long time ago. He lived quietly by himself, caring nothing except food and Zhou Jinshen. But now someone told him that it turned out that his|mother was like this, that illusory dream showed a little outline, and the temperature left behind made An Xumo who had returned to the dark feel colder.

Mom...

It turns out that my mother not only has the image of "shameless, green hat no|want|face vixen", she can also make delicious fried rice.

The lunch ended in a lively atmosphere. After chatting for a while, several people began to prepare the evening meal. Originally, the program team also arranged outdoor activities. After all, the seaside in Sanya is so beautiful and the scenery is intoxicating enough. It's a pity that the weather outside is gloomy, so it's not appropriate to light it. After eating and drinking, Zhang Zhiwei laughed at the director team, and then slowly started to tinker with dinner.

The crabs must be steamed in the pot, and the chicken soup must be boiled slowly. Zhang Zhiwei directed Yi Tianming to help, while Yan Xiangshen called Han Ming away to clean up the bedroom. Han Ming originally wanted to be with Zhou Jinshen, but the senior spoke up, and he couldn't refuse, so he could only watch An Xumo and Zhou Jinshen stay in the same room.

The two are guests. Actually, there is nothing to do, but inactivity means there is no chance to be photographed, so they still need to find a way to do something. An Xumo didn't feel comfortable eating lunch, and he didn't know if he was full. To clean the tableware after eating, he moved the basin to the sink in the living room, ready to wash the dishes.

An Xumo didn't do this kind of work very much. He usually washes a plastic lunch box at most. He is clumsy and makes a lot of noise, even Zhang Zhiwei who is preparing to cook at the other end of the house. I saw it twice.

The more nervous, the easier it is to make mistakes. When An Xumo was busy dealing with a pot and spoon, Zhou Jinshen, who had fastened his apron, walked over and drove him aside from the pool.

An Xumo honestly stood aside, like a student criticized by the teacher in detention. He watched Zhou Jinshen stretch out his cuffs, his slender and powerful hands that were drawn through close-up by countless shots were soaked in the pool, and he methodically divided the dishes into categories and cleaned them skillfully.

Zhou Jinshen wears an apron with a sponsor’s logo. The style is the most common, but he is tall and long, with good proportions, so he just wears the apron as a design. Although vaguely understood the other party's intentions, An Xumo still felt that the two temperaments of home and non-cannibalism had reached a perfect fusion in Zhou Jinshen at this time.

I want to know that this kind of contrast will definitely attract a lot of goodwill when placed on the screen. And Zhou Jinshen wasn't just putting on a posture, he was much more proficient in washing dishes than An Xu Mo, who was in a hurry, so that reliable sense of home could be perfectly presented to him.