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Dog killing game!This is definitely a dog killing game! !

He tricked the dog into killing it!

Yang Guangcheng and Pan Yan were stunned by Yan Si's confession of "I am his boyfriend". They went back to the dormitory and frantically ordered more than 200 yuan of barbecue and maocai. Finally, with the blessing of Coke and chili, they understood The true meaning of doing this thing strictly today.

"What did the single dog do wrong."

"You're just single, so you're going to be killed too?"

Just when the two were howling on the bed with their chubby stomachs on their backs, Xie Zhi just pushed open the door of the house, and without changing his shoes, he smelled the smell of meat in the room.

The aroma of vegetables mixed with the sweetness of honey and the aroma of mutton.

"Smells so good!" Xie Zhi looked back at Yan Si.

"Are you hungry?" Yan Si put on his slippers and led Xie Zhi inside, "I baked something in the oven when I went out."

The two of them didn't go in, they went directly to the kitchen, washed their hands strictly, changed into oven gloves, and took out the things in the oven.

The roasted lamb chops wrapped in tin foil are already beautifully caramelized, and the layer of vegetables underneath is also caramelized. At a glance, the index finger moves.

Xie Zhi swallowed his saliva.

Yan Si smiled and asked: "Hungry?"

Xie Zhi frowned: "Hungry!"

Yan Si: "I can cook some sauce and eat it."

Yan Si transferred the lamb chops to a large plate. Before cooking the sauce, he boiled a pot of water and threw some salt into it.

The vegetables inside the tin foil were no longer edible, so Yan Si poured them all into a pan, added some flour and salt and stir-fried them slightly, cooked them thick and then filtered out the vegetables, it was a Western-style sauce.

In addition, Yan Si took another bag of chili powder, mixed some salt and pepper powder and cumin powder, and fried it in the same pan, and put it in another small dish, which is another dipping material.

The pot of boiling water has been boiled, and I stretched out my hand to take out a bag of pasta from the cupboard, dropped the pot, and stirred it with chopsticks.

Xie Zhi: "Is noodles the staple food for dinner?"

"Yeah." Yan Si said, "Put on the horse dumplings and get off the horse noodles—have you heard of it?"

Xie Zhi: "No."

Yan Si: "I didn't know before, I was talking to Sister Li a few days ago—it was my mother who called me, and she told me casually."

Yan Si picked up a noodle to see the situation, then threw it down again: "It may be a northern custom."

Xie Zhi thought for a while and said, "Chongqing also has a similar custom."

Yan Si: "What's Chongqing like?"

Xie Zhi: "Before leaving Chongqing, let's have a hot pot meal together."

Yan Si: "What about when you come back?"

Xie Zhi laughed: "When we return to Chongqing, we will have another hot pot meal."

Yan Si: "..."

Xie Zhi: "Pair it with Shancheng beer, a close friend."

Xie Zhi: "Other than that, whether it's the Spring Festival Lantern Festival or the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day, everything is—"

Yan Si: "A hot pot meal?"

Xie Zhi: "Yes."

Sure enough, they are the heroic people of the mountain city.

Yan Si scooped up the noodles, put them in a bowl, and tore open a bag of hot and ready-to-eat pasta sauce packets, poured them into a frying pan, and stir-fried them with the little sheep oil left just now.

Xie Zhi stood beside Yan Si and watched.

The ceiling lamp in the kitchen is hung with a warm color. When frying tomato sauce, a small puff of smoke blows up, and the white smoke softens Yan Si's eyebrows and eyes.

A big star is now like an ordinary person.

Only ordinary people who belong to Xie Zhi.

Xie Zhi looked at it for a while, then walked around behind Yan Si, hugged Yan Si's waist, and leaned his head on Yan Si's back shoulder.

"What's wrong?" Yan Si paused for a moment while frying the sauce.

"I want to hug you."

Yan Si smiled silently, put the hand without the spatula on Xie Zhihuan's hugging hand, and opened his knuckles one by one until the fingers interlocked at last.

The sauce was completely hot, and Yan Si couldn't pour the sauce out with one hand, so he simply poured the pasta in and stirred it in the pot.

"Dinner is ready." Yan Si lightly tapped the back of Xie Zhi's hand with his index finger, "Shall we go to the dining table?"

In order to welcome Xie Zhi back today, Yan Si deliberately cleaned up the coffee table in the living room which was used as a dining table, placed the dinner plate and sprinkled flower petals, only the candles were still in the kitchen, and did not take them away.

"Here?" Xie Zhi didn't want to let go, "It's also good to eat here."

"Okay." Yan Si smiled, "I will listen to my children."

Yan Si hung a koala behind his back, and took Xie Zhi to turn off the kitchen light.

The entire kitchen is set up under the stairs, without additional light sources, it is like night when it is turned off.

Yan Si brought the candle in front of him, lit it, and changed positions with Xie Zhi, Yan Si hugged Xie Zhi behind his back, and Xie Zhi was in his arms.

Yan Si reached out from behind Xie Zhi, took a knife and fork, cut a piece of lamb chop, and fed it to Xie Zhi's mouth by the light of the candle.

Still by the light of the candle, Yan Si could see Xie Zhi's clear jaw line, the protruding one was a particularly obvious edge.

I lost a lot of weight...

Yan Si didn't say anything, just pressed the piece of meat against Xie Zhi's lips, coaxing him softly: "Ah—"

The two of you fed me in the kitchen, and I fed you a candlelight dinner. Finally, the meat and noodles were finished, and the bowl was thrown into the dishwasher. Yan Si changed his coat and was ready to go out.

"Do you want to go out?" Xie Zhi was pressing the button of the dishwasher when he saw Yan Si taking the car keys.

"Yes." Yan Si smiled, "Acting class is imminent."

Xie Zhi: "Oh."

Yan Si: "Are you writing film reviews at home? Or do you want to go out and play?"

Xie Zhi pressed the dishwasher, thought for a while, and looked at the time on the wall clock—it was three minutes past five in the afternoon, and it wasn't actually night.

Xie Zhi: "I want to make a call and ask Wen Bian. If he is okay, I will visit him."

Yan Si nodded: "Yes, buy him some fruit."

"Bring fruit again, and you don't come into my house—"

As soon as Xie Zhi arrived at Wen Suixin's house, he was almost thrown out with people and fruits——then, Wen Suixin was almost thrown out with people and fruits as well.

"Why are you so fierce?!" Wen Suixin's daughter-in-law is called Chi Li, she is very beautiful, she is wearing an apron at this time, she has her hips on her hips and curses, "I think you enjoyed eating the Chongqing specialties I bought last time. "

Wen Suixin looked at his wife, and was a little scared: "...that was bought by my grandparents."

Chi Li: "No matter who bought it, it's all because of their intentions! There's no limit to the fierceness, and you will take care of this bad temper sooner or later."

Wen Suixin was humiliated by being scolded, but the Chongqing man scratched his ears, so he could only say: "You bitch, you are really—"

"Bring the fruit in by yourself." Chi Li ignored him, and stretched out her hand to pull Xie Zhi: "Come here, Xiaozhi, my wife will find you some snacks."

Wen Suixin was picking up fruits, and looked up in shock: "He is not my apprentice!"

"I want to be your apprentice." Xie Zhi said hastily.

Xie Zhi's eyes flashed with longing, Wen Sui wanted to speak but stopped, stopped and wanted, finally, disheartenedly carried the fruit in, muttering: "It's useless to think about it, I don't accept apprentices..."

"Right." Chi Li and Xie Zhi murmured, "Skills are poor (poor), don't accept apprentices, they keep cheating others."

Wen Suixin: "You really—"

Chi Li stuck out her tongue: "Let's go, I'm going to cook."

Chi Li dropped the two of them and left, leaving Wen Suixin, who had just finished putting the fruit, and Xie Zhi, who had just been rejected, looking at each other in blank dismay.

After a while, Wen Suixin said, "Cough."

Xie Zhi looked up at him.

"En." Wen Suixin spread his hands to Xie Zhi.

Xie Zhi: "... what?"

Veins twitched on Wen Suixin's forehead, and he looked at the kitchen with fear, and finally, he yelled at Xie Zhi in a low voice: "Bring me to check your homework, you're so stupid, forget it."

Xie Zhi memorized a full set of film reviews and story writing homework, and followed Wen Suixin to the window to check.

It was still the same position that day, with almost the same lighting, and the whole room was very quiet, only the sound of Chi Li chopping vegetables could be heard.

There was nothing to eat at night in the summer, Xie Zhi sneaked a glance at the dining room, Chi Li cut up the stewed vegetables and put them on, and put a pot of iced porridge, and finally Shancheng beer, a bosom friend.

Wen Suixin turned a page, took a red pen, and drew carefully.

After reading a film review, Wen Suixin raised his head, put down the red pen, and closed the book.

Wen Suixin: "This time is No.2?"

Xie Zhi was distracted, when he heard this sentence, his back straightened instantly: "You know?"

Does this mean that Wen Suixin has been concerned about her own situation?

Wen Suixin: "..."

Wen Suixin accidentally slipped the tongue, but she could only bite the bullet and continue: "No.2 is very good, which means there is room for improvement."

Xie Zhi looked at Wen Suixin.

Wen Suixin coughed, and didn't seem to want to say that kind of warm words, and finally said: "This level is more than enough for Nortel, there is nothing to worry about."

After saying this, Wen Suixin raised her head abruptly again: "I don't mean to let you relax your efforts, understand?"

Xie Zhi: "Understood!"

Xie Zhi understood, and he knew what Wen Suixin said, but...

If the goal is just to get a Nortel certificate, it should be enough now, but the current level cannot realize Xie Zhi's wish.

What he expects is...

Take the laurels and win the first place.

Wen Suixin closed the notebook and handed it to Xie Zhi. Xie Zhi hesitated for a while, but didn't answer it, just looked up.

"Editor Wen..."

Wen Suixin: "What's wrong?"

Xie Zhi: "Can you guide me?"

Xie Zhi's request was made out of nowhere.

After all, Wen Suixin is a well-known ace screenwriter in the circle, and he was asked to instruct a student in the college entrance examination...Xie Zhi also felt that he was a little...passed.

but……

Xie Zhi: "Of course, I know you are very busy, this request may be too much, but..."

"No." Wen Suixin said very firmly.

Xie Zhi fell silent for a moment, then lowered his eyelashes and nodded.

The next moment, Wen Suixin spoke again.

"I... am not good enough." Wen Suixin gritted his teeth and admitted reluctantly, "Will you be able to write film reviews? I don't want to delay your detours."

Wen Suixin: "I'll ask someone to ask, don't worry."

"Come on, is Xiao Zhi busy? Come and help me."

Just as Wen Suixin was about to make a call, Chi Li summoned Xie Zhi from the restaurant.

Xie Zhi looked at Wen Suixin, Wen Suixin signaled him to go, Xie Zhi got up quickly, and walked over to Chi Li.

Chi Li took Xie Zhi into the kitchen. Xie Zhi walked in and asked, "Chi... Sister Chi, what do you want me to do?"

"Call Master." Chi Li said boldly, "I'm in charge of my family affairs. If I say he is your master, he won't dare to be your apprentice, you know?"

Xie Zhi: "..."

Xie Zhi: "I know."

Chi Li: "Then call me now?"

Xie Zhi: "Master."

"Hey." Chi Li felt relieved, grabbed a handful of green onions from the chopping board, and threw them into a big basin.

Seeing that it was a cold dish, Xie Zhi wanted to help stir it, but Chi Li stopped him.

"Don't get your hands dirty, save some water bills for washing your hands." Chi Li said, "Actually, there's nothing you need to do. I asked you to come in to save you from poking embarrassment outside."

Xie Zhi: "Thank you, Master."

Chi Li: "Do you think you're gentle and fierce?"

Xie Zhi: "Don't be fierce."

"That's right, the eye knows the gold—he's a paper tiger." Chi Li licked the cold salad, "Have you ever seen him and Xiao Lin pinch each other?"

Xie Zhi: "..."

That's more than just seeing it.

"Interesting, isn't it?" Chi Li mixed a pot of vegetables, and poured them boldly into a bowl. The juice of the cold vegetables splashed, full of pride. Chi Li held a pair of chopsticks for Xie, and said, "It's ready, taste it."

"Talk about me in the kitchen again."

Before Xie Zhi could make a move, Wen Suixin had already walked in holding the phone.

Chi Li opened her beautiful eyes wide and asked, "Who said anything bad about you?"

Wen Suixin: "Don't speak ill of me and whisper in the kitchen behind my back?"

"Oh my God." Chi Li stuffed the cold salad plate to Xie Zhi, "I think I should give you a Japanese name."

Wen Suixin: "...what?"

Chi Li: "Be careful."

Wen Suixin stared, and was about to go back when she heard a WeChat message.

Wen Suixin looked down at the message, then raised his head, and glanced at Xie Zhi, who was holding a cold salad and fighting for survival between the two of them.

"The other side agreed." Wen Suixin said.

Xie Zhi: "Really?!"

"Don't rush to be happy." Wen Suixin said, "Entry test - three high-quality film reviews every day."

Wen Suixin: "And there's no time limit. He won't agree to see you until he thinks it's ok."

Although Xie Zhi had eaten at home, Chi Li couldn't help being very enthusiastic and insisted that Xie Zhi stay and eat again.

After eating, Chi Li, who didn't drink Shancheng beer, grabbed Xie Zhi into the car and took him home safely, before leaving in peace.

It was already 10:30 when Yan Si came back from acting class. When he opened the door, the lights and projector in the living room were on. Xie Zhi was laying down a pile of manuscripts on the coffee table, writing and drawing.

"Are you back?" Xie Zhi raised his head when he heard the sound of the door.

Xie Zhi was wearing a pair of shorts, a white T-shirt, holding a pen, and looked very young when he looked up at Yan Si.

Yan Si's heart moved slightly, he walked over and looked at Xie Zhi's manuscript paper: "Still writing film reviews?"

"Yeah." Xie Zhi held up a piece of paper and looked up at Yan Si, "This is an entry test - Bian Wen helped me find a teacher, who seems to be a big name in the industry, if I pass the test, I can go to his class. "

"so smart……"

Yan Si watched from a high position, Xie Zhi's movement of raising his head did not affect his handsomeness, his facial features became more angular after he lost weight recently, but his eyes are a bit dark.

Yan Si bent down, lowered his head, and kissed Xie Zhi right between the brows.

Xie Zhi closed his eyes cooperatively, felt Yan Si's lips leave, then opened his eyes, staring closely at Yan Si with smiling eyes.

Yan Si touched Xie Zhi's face, pinched his chin and kissed him again.

"I'm going to take a shower." Yan Si said.

Xie Zhi finished watching the last movie tonight, sorted out the main points he recorded, and wrote a film review, then packed his schoolbag and went upstairs to find Yan Si.

Xie Zhi pushed open the door, just in time to see Yan Si holding a book, reading aloud under the desk lamp.

Xie Zhi only pushed open a gap in the door at first, poked his head in, looked around, and then squeezed in.

"You haven't slept yet?" Xie Zhi climbed onto the bed, "Are you practicing your lines?"

Yan Si: "Yes, in the lines class today, the teacher said that we can add some recitations to cultivate the feeling of lines."

Xie Zhi seemed to understand the actor's affairs, he hugged the quilt, looked at Yan Si, and nodded.

"Are you sleeping now?" Yan Si also looked at Xie Zhi, and dimmed the desk lamp a bit.

Xie Zhi: "Well—it's okay, you won't affect me."

Yan Si: "Do you want to listen to bedtime stories?"

Listen to this.

Xie Zhi was leaning against the head of the bed, when he heard Yan Si's suggestion, he immediately slid down, put his head on the pillow, pulled the quilt up to his chin, and looked at Yan Si obediently.

"What's the bedtime story?"

Childish, Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales?One thousand and one nights?Or something more advanced, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone?

Yan Si shook the book to reveal the cover, and at the same time introduced to Xie Zhi: "Yuan Ke."

Xie Zhi couldn't see the cover clearly, he only looked at Yan Si.

Yan Si: "History of Chinese Mythology."

Xie Zhi: "...Huh?"

Yan Si laughed, squeezed the book with one hand, put the other on Xie Zhi's stomach, and patted him through the quilt.

"Academic works." Yan Si said, "A hypnotic artifact."

Xie Zhi: "...That's fine."

After Yan Si finished speaking, he restrained his smile and began to read seriously.

Xie Zhi closed his eyes, covered his body with a soft quilt, and patted his stomach gently with one hand, feeling very comfortable.

After a tiring day, the brain slowly relaxed amidst the incomprehensible academic discourses, and then was dragged into a chaotic vortex.

After listening to a few lines, Xie Zhi really fell asleep.

Yan Si was also terribly sleepy while reading, and glanced sideways at Xie Zhi, just as he was about to put the book to sleep, his arm was pulled lightly.

In his sleep, Xie Zhi hugged Yan Si and patted his arm, found the five fingers under the arm with ease, crossed them, and led him.

Yan Si looked at Xie Zhi, turned the lamp to the darkest, lay down, and hugged Xie Zhi into his arms.