Rebirth Unlimited Dog Food

Cheng Cheng leaned the car against the side of the road and turned off the engine. It has been half a month since he came back from Shanghai. In the past half month, he has tasted the feeling of being busy for a long time. He is so busy that he has less time to see Feng Shuai. , Feng Shuai is also busy, and he flew to several places in a few days after he came back. If he can’t see it, he has to think about it, so he can work hard to add bricks and tiles to China Mobile. If he gets a video, he will make a video. Anyway, I haven’t heard Feng Shuai for a day. The sound made him feel uncomfortable all over, and he felt comfortable all over by saying a few words casually.

But today is a particularly uncomfortable day for him. Feng Shuai has not responded to his messages, the video request cannot be answered, and the mobile phone has been transferred to the assistant who followed the business trip. This is of course normal. Feng Shuai is in a daze when he is busy. .

Cheng Cheng patted his phone on the dashboard, half-lying on the steering wheel, staring at the dance classroom in front of him, thinking about today's design drawings and some semi-finished products.

The people Liang Jian sent were all trusted veterans, and the newcomers were not allowed to get started, for fear of affecting the enthusiasm of this century-old shareholder, but he wanted to do it himself if he could do it himself, and it was still more than a month before the start-up , nearly two months of preparation time, he can't lose his share.

Also, the kid Xiaocong... ah, the kid came out.

Xiaocong comes to this dance classroom every Thursday and Sunday to learn, and he dances the last class.

"Brother!" Xiao Cong got into the car with sweat on his head.

"Wipe off quickly, and I won't come out in a sweat later." Cheng Cheng couldn't stand the smell of sweat, but thinking about this kid's encouragement, he was indeed a kid worthy of his attention.

At the beginning, Xiao Cong shook his head nervously, saying that he would take a taxi to Fangyuan after class, but Cheng Cheng refuted it. As far as this kid was saving his energy, he said he would take a taxi, so he probably would have to run there every day. I want to save time, and the second is... I want to get closer to this kid, and find out who is close to him. It is impossible to check one by one, but it is more likely to make this silly boy go Crooked, so he can prevent it in advance.

"Brother, the crayfish my friend brought me is really good." Xiao Cong smelled it through his pocket, looking yearning.

"What kind of friend, I'll give you crayfish at this point. My place doesn't have a hot place, and even the best taste won't taste good when it's cold." Cheng Cheng pulled the handbrake and slid the car out smoothly. .

"A brother I met in a dance competition before is as good as you. Today he bought it for me in advance. I'm greedy. It's a pity. I can only watch it. Please hurry up They'll be wiped out, so I'll worry about it." Xiao Cong's little sun suddenly became aggrieved.

In order to better fit the image of the leading man in the movie, Xiaocong has been losing weight in a planned way since signing the contract. Even though the dance training this night consumed a lot of calories, indulgent suppers are not allowed.

"Okay, your friend's kindness can't be wasted, let's go, change the road." Cheng Cheng turned the steering wheel and turned his head.

"Where are you going, brother?" Xiao Cong dragged the plastic lunch box firmly in his hand, for fear of oiling up the car.

"My house happens to have a set of things for you."

"Oh, thank you bro!"

After successfully completing the side parking, Cheng Cheng raised his brows and looked at Xiao Cong who was full of something to say, "Why? You're staring at me."

"Brother," Xiao Cong said while unfastening his seat belt, "Why are you driving so calmly today?"

"Ok?"

"Just now you saw the Gasser Audi and the Nissan that was driving on the dotted line, and the big Mercedes that was not occupying the right turn lane waiting for the straight-going light, brother, you should have seen it, just stop in front of us. "

"Saw."

"Then...then why are you so calm?" No wonder Xiaocong muttered nonsense, since the first time he took Cheng Cheng's car, the young man was frightened, not because of his hand skills, Cheng Cheng drove very steadily, It should be slow, it should be fast, neat and tidy, but what frightened Xiaocong was Cheng Cheng's temper that transformed as soon as he touched the steering wheel.

After less than ten kilometers, Cheng Cheng scolded the cars on the whole street. When he got out of the car at Fangyuan, Cheng Cheng, who took his hands off the steering wheel, immediately returned to normal. He scolded together like Cheng Cheng who was so hurt, and started giggling after cursing. Although it was unbelievable, Xiao Cong really felt that this short journey gave him a short time after a day of intense training and work. relax.

Why did Brother Cheng's road rage disappear today? Of course, Xiaocong didn't know how much resentment he had for not receiving a reply from his wife, so he could only follow him upstairs quietly, and sat quietly at the table while studying the script. While listening to the sound of ping-pong-pong spatulas in the kitchen, a burst of spicy smell came out, mixed with the numb aroma of crayfish, which made the gluttons of Xiao Cong jump alive.

"It's for you, be careful. Although it's not sharpened, you have to be careful with every inch of iron." Cheng Cheng was holding a plate of processed stir-fried crayfish, and the newly added red and green peppers made it even more delicious. Outrageous, the blown peppers exude a charming aroma, Xiao Cong held the corner of his mouth, and couldn't help but wonder if he offended Brother Cheng somewhere, this is simply silent Lingchi!

"There are so many." Although Xiao Cong was greedy, he was absolutely serious when it came to business, "What kind of material is this? This is a round knife, a flat knife, this is... a triangular knife!"

"Well, the material is an ordinary wooden handle, mainly rough knives and smoothing knives. I haven't made some auxiliary tools yet. You should take these home first and identify them one by one as I taught you. Don't rush to start. First memorize the usefulness of each tool, and when the time comes, if you really catch up with an unprofessional prop group, you must have your own ability to identify."

"I know, thank you brother! It takes a lot of work to make these old."

"If you put your heart into it, there is nothing to waste effort on. Fangyuan has already produced a set of semi-finished products of Master Gu, at least three pieces of different degrees. When the time comes, let Director Wang have a look and see which ones are selected for the camera. A man made the first wooden hairpin for the young lady, and I produced almost four or five pieces, from the initial chiseling of rough embryos to digging of fine embryos to smoothing, decorative patterns, etc., what tools are corresponding, the angle of the knife and You have to match the frequency, no matter whether the lens is given or not, only if you know how can you make a real shot."

"I understand!" Xiao Cong looked at Cheng Cheng as he said while skillfully peeling the little dragon, gnawing on the side of the head, and lifting the back cover, the movements were done in one go, not daring to look at the last picture of the entrance of the fragrant meat, Xiao Cong quickly diverted his attention, "Brother, didn't you study jewelry design? Why are you so good at wood carving and jade carving?"

"Professional is just what you want to learn, not a label that restricts you. There are a lot of things you know, you have the opportunity to learn slowly." Cheng Cheng and Xiao Cong are also familiar, and their words are a little less rigorous. And facing this little guy, his long-suffering domineering spirit will be awakened again, and it will be a great day to be able to brag!

"And brother, I checked some information. The jade carving technology in the Republic of China was quite backward, and it was a step backward compared to the Qing Dynasty, but the male lead in this script is so open-minded, isn't it unrealistic?" Xiao Cong looked at Looking at the small red shells on one side, they piled up higher and higher, crying silently in my heart.

"Hey, did you check the information? That's right! What you said is the truth, because of the war, everyone is not degraded, but the script is not exaggerated. Most of the jade carving skills at that time were passed down by small workshops. Small workshops , That is the origin of the legend. It is not unusual to have one or two hermits who have not been recorded in history. The characteristics are brought out." Cheng Cheng cleverly pulled out the whole shrimp meat, but he was not in a hurry to put it in his mouth, "This person is alive, once he has a goal, nothing is a big deal, and the tools don't matter anymore. Simple, can't stop the hands with soul, time is ruthless, can't stop the heart with aspirations."

Xiaocong held the wooden knife handle in his hand, listening to Cheng Cheng's words in a daze, and was about to savor the philosophical speech back and forth, when Cheng Cheng threw the shrimp shells over there and randomly gathered them on the plate, "Okay Lah, I'm full, I almost drank, what do you want to drink? I'll go downstairs."

"I'll go buy it, brother!"

"Okay, sit down, take the time to familiarize yourself with the tools. As long as you have time, don't bother with this thing. Although it's not heavy, it's not light. If you really want to shoot for a long time, you can't shake your hands." Cheng Cheng stretched out his hand. Lazy, "Diet Coke, there's it in the supermarket downstairs, I'll tell you about it when I get back."

"Okay, brother, thank you brother." Xiao Cong's polite words never made Cheng Cheng feel abrupt, on the contrary they were quite pleasing to the ears.

Cheng Cheng was full, so he went downstairs against the night wind, strolled to the supermarket, stood in front of the shelf to study, and unconsciously took out his mobile phone, blowing it all night didn't relieve the depression in his heart, so he replied a message like this Is it difficult?

Has he ever been like this before?Feng Shuai didn't answer the phone, he had piled up a bunch of messages before thinking about it, no matter if the heart that missed him could sleep peacefully.

"Papa..." Cheng Cheng patted his face, took a few bottles of drinks and coffee indiscriminately, paid the bill and left.

"The last bottle of Diet Coke, you're lucky too." Cheng Cheng yelled as soon as he entered the door, but there was no response.

After changing into slippers, he turned his coat down and walked in. Xiao Cong sat upright on the chair, with shoulders flat and neck straight, feet together, hands on knees, a typical elementary school student's sitting posture, only behind his hands.

Before Cheng Cheng could laugh out loud, he saw Feng Shuai sitting across from him.

A black coat, a waist-cut style, black short boots, echoed the black leather gloves, and a pair of strong big eyes stared straight at him.

dying!The daughter-in-law is back!