My success is all about dog food

Chapter 23
"Director Jiang, can I join the film crew and learn filming from you?" Lu An asked nervously.

Hearing this request, Jiang Mou thought for a while, but did not answer immediately, but asked with a smile: "Do you also want to be a director?"

"Yeah." Lu An admitted, "I also want to be like Director Jiang."

"Yes." Jiang Moului agreed after thinking about it, and then added after thinking for a while: "When the time comes, I will send someone to inform you that the screenwriter will stay directly on the set, and it will be much more convenient to change the script."

"Thank you Director Jiang." Hearing Jiang Mou's words, Lu An felt extremely happy.

"Small things." Jiang Mou said with a smile: "Just don't despise hard work when the time comes."

"No, I'll stick to it."

"Well, okay." Jiang Mou stood up and said to Lu An: "Then I'll leave first. I'm going to prepare the crew and actors. I'll let you know when it's ready for filming."

"Okay, thank you Director Jiang."

Jiang Mou waved his hand and left.

After that, Lu An and Zhang Dongzhu had a meal together, and then went back to the noodle shop.

Day by day, Zhao Yunqing will start school tomorrow.

"Uncle, I'm going to report to the school tomorrow." Zhao Yun said with some complaints while lying on the table, looking at Lu An.

"Isn't it good to start school?" Lu An asked back: "Don't everyone on the Internet say that college life is good?"

"Oh, I have to go to class every day, how can I be happy staying here, uncle?"

"..." Lu An really didn't think he was happy here.

I have been doing coolies all day long, and I am exhausted to death every day.

I really don't know what motivates Zhao Yunqing to come to work here every day?
As far as the salary she gave Zhao Yunqing, she might not really like it.

"Uncle, can I come over to continue working part-time on weekends?" Zhao Yunqing continued to ask.

Lu An scratched his head and said, "Not necessarily."

"Huh?" Zhao Yun was slightly unhappy: "Uncle, don't you want me to come?"

"That's not true." Lu An said honestly: "My script is about to start shooting, and I'm afraid I won't have time to run a noodle restaurant by then."

"That's it." Zhao Yunqing felt a little happy when he heard that Lu An didn't come here like him.

However, if Lu An went to make a movie with him, wouldn't it be a long time before he saw his uncle again?

Zhao Yunqing felt a little sad again.

"Uncle, when are you going to make a movie?"

"I don't know." Lu An shook his head: "However, Director Jiang told me that the opening ceremony will be held in a week or two."

"Oh."

Although I am a little reluctant to give up, there are some things that cannot be stopped after all.

The most sad and fortunate thing about time is its immutability.

It can roll forward ruthlessly, or it can slowly wipe away all unhappiness.

Zhao Yunqing was going to report to school after all.

Before leaving, Zhao Yunqing took apart a pair of small bells that Lu An bought at a street stall, and gave one of them to Lu An.

The bell was not given in person, but a greeting card and a bell were left behind.

"Uncle, I gave you a bell. I hope that when you encounter unhappy things in your life later, just ring the bell and you will be happy."

Looking at the bell in his hand, Lu An also smiled, and then hung the little bell on his key chain.

Walk around casually, and the little bell will make a crisp sound in a quiet environment.

Ding Ding Dang Dang, really nice.

……

After Zhao Yunqing left, Lu An returned to the days of running a noodle restaurant by himself.

Although I have lived this kind of life alone for a long time, the month when Zhao Yunqing broke in suddenly brought a different color to Lu An's life after all.

Even those regular customers who come here often will ask curiously:
"Xiao An, where's the girl?"

Every time he heard such a greeting, Lu An would smile and ask back:

"He is a college student, so he came to me to work part-time. How could he stay here all the time?"

"Is that so? I thought it was your partner?" There seemed to be a bit of regret in the voice of the regular customer.

Lu An stopped responding.

Treating Zhao Yunqing as his target?

This... how is this possible?
Zhao Yunqing is a college student, and he just went to a vocational school.

Zhao Yunqing's family is obviously very rich, what about himself?
The gap between the two was so obvious that Lu An didn't even dare to have such thoughts.

Although sometimes, when Lu An was lying alone in bed at night, he would still be fantasizing.

A person who is not short of money at home, but comes to work here every day as a coolie, could it be that he has thoughts about himself?

But soon, this idea was snuffed out by himself.

This is simply not possible.

It should be that she helped Zhao Yunqing to recognize Wang Jiale's scumbag, and also comforted Zhao Yunqing, so she was attached to her place.

I came here to make my holiday life less boring and to prevent the sad past from happening again, right?

"Buzzing."

The phone suddenly vibrated.

When he picked it up and looked at it, he found that it was Zhao Yunqing who had hit him.

Seeing the name displayed on the screen, Lu An couldn't help but smile.

"Hey, uncle, what are you doing?" As soon as the call was connected, Zhao Yunqing's crisp voice came from the phone.

"I just got home, I'm going to take a shower and then rest." Lu An replied honestly.

"En." Zhao Yun nodded lightly, and then continued to ask: "Are there many customers today? Are you tired?"

"Fortunately, there are many people asking where you have been?"

"Haha, tell them I'll be back soon."

The two chatted slowly about the trivial matters in life. Most of the time, Zhao Yun asked and narrated lightly, while Lu An was a quiet listener.

From Zhao Yunqing's narration, Lu An also understood that Zhao Yunqing is an art major and needs to spend a lot of time on various exercises every day.

"Okay, okay, uncle, it's getting late, I have class at [-] o'clock tomorrow morning?" Zhao Yunqing saw the lights in the dormitory go off suddenly, and knew that the power outage time at [-] o'clock in the evening had arrived , so he quickly said to Lu An.

"Well, then go and rest." Hearing what Zhao Yunqing said, Lu An also said softly.

"Okay, you should go to bed early too. Good night, uncle."

"Good night, Yun Qing."

After turning off the phone, Zhao Yunqing walked into the dormitory from the balcony with a flying smile on his lips.

As soon as he entered the dormitory, all kinds of ridicule immediately sounded around him.

"Did you finish the phone call with your boyfriend?"

"Wow, when will you take off your single meal?"

"This dog food breaks my heart."

Zhao Yunqing laughed and scolded: "There is nothing between us, don't talk nonsense."

(End of this chapter)