The Queen is In Pairs [entertainment Circle]

Xia Yitong silently sympathized with Xue Yao for a second.

Lu Yinbing poured a layer of oil into the pot and stretched out his hand and said, "Give me that, that marinated chicken."

The chopped chicken was quickly stir-fried in hot oil for a few times, wrapped in a golden coat, poured in chili and spices, after the taste, Lu Yinbing picked up a chopstick of chicken, blew it, and sent it to Xia Yitong's mouth.

It was soft and fragrant, and Xia Yitong leaned over and ate another piece, and said hotly, "It's time to get out of the pot."

"No one is robbing you, why did you eat so hard."

"I'm hungry." Xia Yitong said.

Lu Yinbing pressed the phone on his side. It was eight o'clock in the evening, and it was almost eight hours before he ate in the temple at noon. He was driving and visiting the supermarket again, so he was hungry.

After weighing it up, Lu Yinbing gave up his plan to make a big dish and made two small stir-fries. Xia Yitong made an egg drop soup and set it up for the evening in twenty minutes. Lu Yinbing looked at the four dishes on the table and sighed: "You say you can live a life, the ideal is a full-fledged banquet, but the reality is three dishes, one soup, one meat and two vegetarians."

"We can't finish the Man-Han Feast. It's not as good as three dishes and one soup." Xia Yitong served two bowls of soup and put one in front of Lu Yinbing. "Try my craft, I make soup more delicious than noodles. "

Lu Yinbing gently stirred the soup with a spoon and raised his eyes and said, "I also said to make noodles. Who made noodles last time and forgot his share, and I have to make instant noodles when I look back. It's so glorious."

Xia Yitong was so hungry, he drank half a bowl of soup before saying, "If someone is as caring for their girlfriends as I do, they will sacrifice themselves and only remember the object. I don’t know how moved. Only you will take it as The black history has repeatedly raised to make fun of me."

Lu Yinbing: "How do you know I'm not touched?"

Xia Yitong looked at her from the corner of her eyes: "Are you moved? Why didn't I feel it at all."

Lu Yinbing said: "People's feelings are all on the surface. I am deeply hidden in my heart. Otherwise, how could I keep mentioning the old things after so long."

Xia Yitong: "Hey, it makes sense. It seems that I wronged you."

Lu Yinbing proudly said, "That is."

Xia Yitong put aside the bowls and chopsticks, got up to wash in the kitchen, Lu Yinbing stopped her: "Why are you going?"

"I'm going to give you the following article, in order to make you more moved."

"You are not allowed to go." Lu Yinbing said, "The first time I ordered it, it was simple and honest, and the second time it was the third time, it was lazy, old-fashioned, and I didn't care at all."

"Where is your heart?" Xia Yitong exaggerated, "So what's wrong? I dig out my heart and cook a dish for you? But eating human flesh is illegal."

"You!" Lu Yinbing raised his chopsticks, and Xia Yitong took the initiative to move his forehead and touched the head of the chopsticks. "Where I learned is so poor. Hurry up and change your big ballast to me."

Xia Yitong chuckled.

Lu Yinbing looked at her and knocked on the table unbearably: "Ghaha? Eat!"

The two looked at each other, and they had fun.

Lu Yinbing: "It will be cold if you don't eat any vegetables. It's hard work."

Xia Yitong rarely sees Lu Yinbing cooking, and he has a handful of impressions. He immediately shook off his arms and ate. After a gust of wind and clouds passed, he stroking his stomach and belching: "Hiccup."

There is a dishwasher at home. Lu Yinbing is useless. He puts in hot water and washes them one by one. The dishes are made of celadon stone pattern. The water flow on the top and the patterns seem to be flowing. Xia Yitong stayed in the kitchen, watching her. Wearing an apron to wash the dishes, he moves slowly and carefully, unable to control the raised corners of his mouth.

It's another night, don't know what she will see tonight, or is it the same as before?

Everything was sorted out, and at a quarter past nine, I went to bed too early, and according to the procedure, I had to take a shower. But Lu Yinbing didn't go upstairs. She asked, "Do you still have the script of "Mei Seven" in your hand?"

Xia Yitong was stunned, and said, "Yes."

"Show it to me."

"it is good."

She was full of questions, and Lu Yinbing didn't intend to answer her. When she found the script and went downstairs, Lu Yinbing turned a page casually and said, "Let's be right."

What? Xia Yitong almost exclaimed.

"I am not born to be defeated. A person can be destroyed but not defeated. ①" Lu Yinbing cheered up and looked at her earnestly and firmly, "I will not give up on this path, you accompany me. Let me play with it."

She will leave the actor industry one day in the future, but not now, not being forced by fate to lower her head.

The cold wind roared outside, and the living room was lit with warm chandeliers. Xia Yitong and Lu Yinbing were sitting on the couch with the script in the middle. Lu Yinbing hadn't touched this script before, and it was completely unfamiliar to her.

Xia Yitong has no abilities to remember, and it has been a year since she finished filming the TV series. She still remembers the plot, and her lines are not so clear. The two of them watched a script together, and they chose a drama with more lines. Lu Yinbing wanted to choose, but Xia Yitong had to listen to her.

Lu Yinbing read it once, and Xia Yitong reviewed it again. Lu Yinbing took the script, and Xia Yitong took it off.

"An unknown boy?" Lu Yinbing sneered, "Your father Mei Ruoyun is not an unknown person. On the contrary, he is a master in the rivers and lakes. Twenty years ago, he not only defeated the heroes at the Chuzhou Martial Arts Conference, but also Defeating a master of the Western Regions, and the then No. 1 master of the Liao Dynasty, Hulusheng, made an agreement not to set foot in the Central Plains within 20 years. What a demeanor! Not to mention 20 years ago, even 20 years later, no one can match him. just in case!"

Xia Yitong said: "My father has been working on flowers and plants at home, and he has never shown any martial arts, and he is not called Mei Ruoyun, I take my mother's name, my father's surname is Wen, and the single name is Qiao."

Lu Yinbing's face changed drastically: "Why? Your father has a white face and a small beard? There is a small mole behind his ear?"

"It's not white, the wild man, who looks like black charcoal and has a beard," Xia Yitong muttered, "This senior, could it not be that he has an admiration for Senior Mei Ruoyun, otherwise he would pay attention to the small mole behind his ear."

"Wen Qiao? How could you be called Wen Qiao?" Lu Yinbing grabbed her with one hand, and squeezed her cheeks, "You obviously look so much like him, how come you are not Mei Ruoyun's daughter? With his knife, this knife is called Youquan, right?"

Xia Yitong's face was deformed in her hands: "...Yes, how does senior know?"

"Because I personally called him!" Lu Yinbing said excitedly.

Xia Yitong: "Senior, you are a blacksmith?"

"You--" Lu Yinbing's face blushed and white, and said angrily, "If it weren't for your face, I would have broken your neck!"

...

Xia Yitong: "Ka, now we're here to go through the manuscript again?"

Lu Yinbing's palms were sweating, and Xia Yitong held her palms, "Don't be afraid."

Lu Yinbing took a sip of water, wiped his face, and said sternly, "Come on."

Put down the script.

Xia Yitong looked at Lu Yinbing with expectant eyes.

Lu Yinbing: "..."

Xia Yitong: "An unknown little boy."

"Nobody," Lu Yinbing paused for two seconds, then sneered, "Your father Mei Ruoyun isn't...but it's...forget it, I just thought about it for two seconds. I was already on the set."

Lu Yinbing also plays the role of playing board by himself: "One shot twice, action!"

Lu Yinbing: "...card."

Xia Yitong: "..."

Lu Yinbing: "Wait a minute, I'll read the script again."

"One shot three times, action!"

Lu Yinbing sneered, "Nobody?"

Stuck, two seconds later, ng.

One mirror four times.

Lu Yinbing: "An unknown soldier? Then Mei Ruoyun had a mole behind her ear in the martial arts conference or something. She seems to like Mei Ruoyun... I forgot."

Xia Yitong said: "It's okay, I used to remember lines like this."

One mirror five times.

Lu Yinbing: "Nobody?"

Xia Yitong: "Your father Mei Ruoyun."

Lu Yinbing: "Your father Mei Ruoyun is not an unknown person, he..."

Xia Yitong: "It's the opposite."

Lu Yinbing: "It's the opposite? Is there such a phrase?"

One mirror five times.

Lu Yinbing: "Your father Mei Ruoyun... I'm sorry to miss a sentence."

Xia Yitong's nose was sour, and she tried hard not to let her tears fall.

One mirror six times.

Lu Yinbing: "..."

Xia Yitong: "..."

The two were silent.

...

One mirror fifteen times.

"An unknown boy?" Lu Yinbing snorted and said, "Your father Mei Ruoyun is not an unknown person, on the contrary, he..." Lu Yinbing stopped, bowed his head, looked tired, and used two fingers. Press his temple.

There was dead silence in the living room.

Xia Yitong put away the script and pulled her up. The first time he didn't pull, Lu Yinbing followed her strength and fell forward on the sofa, face down.

"Where to go?" Lu Yinbing asked.

Xia Yitong touched her hair with her fingers: "It's late, let's take a bath and sleep, and practice tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" Lu Yinbing seemed to be confused and didn't quite understand the meaning of the word.

"Just get up to sleep, let's continue." Xia Yitong said softly.

"After sleeping, it's tomorrow?"

"Um."

Lu Yinbing buried his face in the sofa: "I'm so tired, I don't want to take a bath."

"I will take you."

"I'm so tired, can you stop and take a break..." Lu Yinbing muttered to sleep. Xia Yitong put her on the bed, showered herself casually, and got into the quilt. A warm light was turned on in the bedroom. Xia Yitong looked at Lu Yinbing who was sobbing in his dream, and said to the mother Xia next to her at a loss: "She is crying again."

She wiped Lu Yinbing's tears with her fingers, but she couldn't finish it.

She was anxious and started a little harder. Lu Yinbing was awakened by her, opened her teary eyes, saw her, and asked, "Why are you still up?"

Xia Yitong replied: "You are crying."

"Really? Have a nightmare." Lu Yinbing wiped the corners of his eyes, took the topic in one stroke, and pressed Xia Yitong into his arms, with his lips pressed against her forehead, "Go to bed, don't think about talking to mom anymore. ."

"Oh," Xia Yitong poked her head out lively and rushed out, "good night, mother."

Lu Yinbing pressed her head and said, "Good night."

Xia Yitong hummed: "You take advantage of me."

Lu Yinbing disagreed, and blindfolded her with one hand: "It's not that you haven't called before, good night and go to bed."

The author has something to say: Note①: We are not born to be defeated. A person can be destroyed, but not defeated! ——Hemingway, "The Old Man and the Sea"

A knife, a bite of sugar, a knife, a knife, a bite of sugar, a bite of sugar, a knife, sugar sugar sugar sugar~