President Spicy Chicken returned my innocence! [Entertainment]

On the last day, the program team acted preemptively and resolutely broke up the naturally formed groupings of the guests.

The director took actor Meng to shoot promotional videos for tea farmers, the screenwriter kidnapped Yu Zhi to sell tea, and Liang Xiao stayed to guide Jiang Pingchao and Su Man to fry tea.

Together with the film crew, the producer is responsible for packing the roasted tea leaves.

The investor is responsible for appreciating the beauty of the tea garden.

"Teacher Jiang can actually enjoy the beautiful scenery."

Liang Xiao was actually a little worried about the strange taste mixed in with the tea, so he suggested appropriately: "For example, with Mr. Huo—"

Su Man sighed: "Do you want to practice social skills in groups?"

Liang Xiao: "..."

When the crew was filming, this kind of picture did not appear before.

During this time, Mr. Huo's level of communication has improved. Liang Xiao was careless for a while, ignoring the possible situations that might arise when Huo Lang and Jiang Pingchao were put together.

Two cold and handsome mutes.

Liang Xiao woke up, leaned over to add more firewood, and lit the stove: "Where's Mr. Jiang?"

"Outside the door." Su Man pointed, "It seems that I had an argument with his manager last night. I didn't eat breakfast this morning, and I have been growing coriander."

Liang Xiao was slightly startled: "What are you arguing about?"

These two people couldn't tell who was in charge of whom, and it wasn't the first time they had conflicts.Su Man just listened to the general idea, but she was also not very clear, and shook her head.

She had nothing to do, rolled up her sleeves and looked around, bent down to add firewood, but was stopped by Liang Xiao in time.

Su Man felt a little regretful: "Don't you need to add more?"

"This much is enough." Liang Xiao looked at it, "If you want to smoke more, you can choke yourself to death."

He was used to doing these things by himself, so he couldn't think of any place where Su Man could help, so he searched around and gave Su Man the bellows: "Pull lightly on a small fire, and push hard when it needs a big fire. "

Su Man looked at him curiously for a while, took the handle of the bellows, and tugged it a few times.

Liang Xiao sifted the freshly picked tea aside and couldn't help looking at Jiang Pingchao.

There are many situations in the industry where he can't help himself. Jiang Pingchao has been strictly controlled by his agent all year round, and he does get sullen every few days, but this time the situation seems to be different from before.

Not only was Jiang Pingchao's condition not right, but FollowPD who was in charge of filming also changed.

Liang Xiao was not at ease: "Is Teacher Jiang really all right?"

"It's hard to say." Su Man looked at Jiang Pingchao, who had almost become a silhouette on the background board, "His fans have high demands on him, and there were a few omega artists posting it to hype him before, and the fans were very heated up. "

Liang Xiao frowned and said nothing.

"An elite manager like Chi Che will definitely set the most correct path for him, and won't let him affect his future development in the slightest."

Su Man flicked the tea leaves twice: "Didn't Xingguan also give you a plan?"

Liang Xiao smiled helplessly: "Why are you talking about me again..."

Since her debut, Su Man's personality has been set up as she likes, and the restrictions are far smaller than the others. She patted Liang Xiao's shoulder in a very deep way, and went to pull the bellows with a small bench.

Liang Xiao tested the temperature of the stove, rolled up his cuffs to his elbows, and went to wash his hands.

The freshly picked tea leaves are poured into the huge frying pan, and the extra-rich tea fragrance is followed by refreshing.

Liang Xiao looked at it, and was about to get started when the filming director stopped him in astonishment: "Teacher Liang---"

Liang Xiao was stunned for a moment: "What's wrong?"

The program team only wanted to film the guests' humble return to Sonoda, and didn't want the guests to be buried in Sonoda, so they stopped him in a cold sweat: "It's too dangerous, just put on a show..."

"It doesn't matter." Liang Xiao smiled, "It's the same with fried tea."

He was measured and didn't let other people intervene. He stirred the tea a few times to check the color.

The filming director was so frightened that his heart hung in his throat, and he was always ready to rush to rescue Mr. Liang. He held his breath and concentrated for a while, and then moved closer in some astonishment.

Liang Xiao hadn't done this for a few years, so it wasn't difficult to pick it up again. He neatly stirred the tea leaves in the pot, and instructed others: "Use this method to kill greens directly, and the temperature should be controlled according to the age and tenderness of the tea leaves. It's better not to wear gloves."

The filming director trembled when he heard it, and waved his hands politely: "Don't try it, don't try it..."

Liang Xiao was slightly dumb, and stirred for a few minutes in an orderly manner, scooping up a handful of tea leaves to test the temperature, and nodded.

The filming director was relieved: "Are you ready?!"

"It's still early." Liang Xiao clapped his hands, "This step will take an hour."

Follow the director: "..."

"Kneading and drying are both in this step." Liang Xiao scooped up a handful of tea leaves and tried again, "It's really difficult to get started."

The better the tea leaves, the more demanding the frying process is. To be heated evenly, it is necessary to ensure that the force is appropriate. Turning and shaking depends on the temperature of the tea leaves and the degree of dryness. Up to now, manual frying has not been completely replaced by machines.

When Liang Xiao was a child, he was often scalded and jumped all over the floor, but later he gradually found a pattern, and he was never burned again.

"Compared to you, we all don't work hard and don't know the grain."

Su Man pulled the bellows to watch, and couldn't help but sigh, "You are not very old now, how old were you when you did this, did you hire child labor?"

Liang Xiao thought for a while: "It's sixteen."

"I grew up fast when I was a kid."

Liang Xiao still misses the glory of that time: "At that time, I was tall and strong, and I could knock down a young alpha with one hand..."

Su Man: "Wow."

"..." Liang Xiao: "Really."

"Okay." Su Man clapped her hands together, "Why did your family let you out to do this?"

Liang Xiao's life experience has been tossed and confused by the joint efforts of the marketing account and Xingguan, and she didn't know the specific situation, so she speculated curiously: "It can't be really the same as Yun Lian, right? Homeless, one person can eat enough and the whole family can't be hungry... "

Liang Xiao thought about the situation at that time, couldn't help laughing, and shook his head: "I have a home."

"At home... there is a young alpha who can be knocked down with one hand."

Liang Xiao never told anyone before, but now that he has made up the past, he suddenly wants to show off this to others, and his ears are red: "I have to earn money to buy him food and nourishment."

Huo Lan wasn't there, Liang Xiao flicked the tea leaves, talking nonsense: "I watch over him every day, and he's very fierce. Let him concentrate on his studies and don't allow him to go out and run around. If he can't memorize books, he will be punished to stand..."

Su Man understood: "The pillar of the family is to earn money to support the family."

Liang Xiao liked this description very much, nodded: "Yes."

"It's not easy enough."

Su Man gave him a suggestion: "You ask them to take more shots of fried tea, go out and use #少年前事# as a tag for publicity, and it will definitely make fans feel so distressed that they hold their phones and cry out of the Pacific Ocean."

Liang Xiao said dumbly, "No need."

"Don't rush to refuse, ask your agent first."

Su Man half-joked: "He must have said it was the right thing to do."

Liang Xiao smiled: "It is not necessary to choose the right one for every road."

"Isn't it good to go on the right road?" Su Man glanced outside the door, and played the bellows with great interest, "Traffic business complements each other..."

"Traffic artists are different from us, and I don't know much about the field of work."

Liang Xiao changed direction and rubbed the tea leaves in an orderly manner: "I am an actor, in the final analysis, I still have to return to acting."

"That's the way it is, traffic is still in power now." The filming director sighed, "Without traffic, you can't get good works, and without good works, there will be no traffic..."

Liang Xiao nodded: "So choose by yourself."

The filming director was stunned for a moment: "What?"

"Choose by yourself." Liang Xiao has followed this philosophy since he was a child, "Think clearly about the benefits of each path and the price you will pay, think clearly before choosing, and accept it after you choose."

"The road is chosen by oneself, and you have to accept whatever price you pay."

Liang Xiao said: "It's the same in reverse, since I have accepted all the costs, can't I choose which way to go?"

The filming director had never thought about this theory before, and was stunned for a while, unable to refute: "Yes..."

"It makes sense." Su Man nodded, "If it affects the traffic, I will run more announcements to increase exposure. If the works are not enough, I will take more dramas to make up for it. What's wrong with going a little sideways?"

Su Man huffed and pushed the bellows: "Is walking to the top of the mountain the only thing left in one's life?"

Followed by the filming director without knowing it, and felt overwhelmed: "Not only."

Su Man pulled the bellows: "Do you want to see the scenery?"

The filming director nodded again and again: "Look——"

Liang Xiao smiled, and returned to the topic: "So this kind of lens doesn't need to diverge too much, just bring a few."

His past is not universal, so he won't show his fans to encourage people to go to Beijing Piao for no reason, and he doesn't want to take pictures of everything in detail to make people feel distressed.

Su Man fanned the flames: "I don't want to make the fans feel bad, or do I not want to make that alpha of your family feel bad?"

In front of the camera, after all, it is not good to be too outspoken.Liang Xiao was teased by her, and was inexplicably stung by this name. He smiled and was about to speak when he suddenly heard a sound outside the door.

The two looked over together, and Jiang Pingchao outside the door had disappeared.

After a day of shooting, I finally managed to make enough shots.

Tears welled up in Yin Chi's eyes, and he high-fived the entire program group as if reborn.

According to the suggestion of a guest who did not want to be named, in the afternoon recording summary, Yin Chi generously announced that he would let go of half of the guests.

"After each group's negotiation, one guest will be left to be responsible for re-shooting some of the shots that still need to be used..."

Duan Ming followed the car to pick him up, and read the announcement from the program group: "Don't you need to stay?"

Liang Xiao was very confident: "No need."

"Then who will stay in your group?" Duan Ming couldn't figure it out, and looked at the groups several times, "Mr. Huo—"

Duan Ming: "..."

Duan Ming put down the group carefully: "Mr. Huo?"

"Yes." Liang Xiao was very tight on time, and gave the driver a place name, "It's best to hurry up, every inch of time is worth every inch of money..."

Liang Xiao couldn't sit still, and watched helplessly as the manager resolutely opened the car door: "Brother Duan?"

"Go back and record!" Duan Ming didn't stare at him for a few days, and watched the artist go to the room to reveal the tiles. "How can you keep Mr. Huo? Do you know who everyone else keeps?!"

Liang Xiao was at a loss: "Who?"

Duan Ming was heartbroken: "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Su, the famous director Song Qi."

Liang Xiao: "..."

Duan Ming: "Teacher Jiang's manager has gone to public relations."

Liang Xiao: "..."

Liang Xiao couldn't bear to think anymore, and closed his eyes: "It's too late..."

Duan Ming was worried: "Why is it too late?!"

"Get in the car quickly." Liang Xiao said, "We are in a hurry."

Duan Ming: "?"

Liang Xiao still dragged him to help tidy up the room, solemnly supported Duan Ming's shoulders, pulled the manager back into the car, and closed the car door leading to the Antarctic Adventure Program Group.

On the way, the agent who had been disconnected for a few days finally managed to make up for the missed plot.

"So." Duan Ming looked out the window, "Are we going to the house where the two of you lived?"

Liang Xiao was already a little distracted at the moment, looking at the still very familiar scenery along the way, nodded: "Yes..."

Duan Ming: "Tears of homesickness flowed from the corner of my mouth."

Liang Xiao had been fooled by him more than once, but he was not fooled, Shen Wen took out a mask and put it on his face.

Duan Ming felt rather bored, sighed, and handed him a notice: "Just in time, there is an interview the night after tomorrow, you and Mr. Huo should prepare it."

Liang Xiao was stunned for a moment, then realized: "Clarify the rumors?"

Duan Ming nodded.

Jiang Pingchao's studio and Xingguan's team communicated with each other, and cooperated with the "New Year's Eve" crew's announcement, and were actively responding to the joint attack of several platforms.

They had already prepared for the clarification plan, and Duan Ming confirmed with him: "Take the contract and ask Mr. Huo to prove it for you, and make it clear that the two of you are just a money transaction without emotion, right?"

Liang Xiao flipped through a few pages of the plan, his mind moved inexplicably, and hesitated for a while: "Or—"

Duan Ming has been busy for so many days, sacrificing a hairline of five millimeters. He was stuck in time and worked hard to prepare all the supporting materials and contract reports that should be prepared, when he watched him say "or": "... "

"..." Liang Xiao dragged the manager back from the car window: "I'll ask Mr. Huo to return my innocence."

Duan Ming stared at him closely.

Liang Xiaoduan handed back the proposal with a straight face, and silently memorized the words of the interview several times.

"It's okay... After a few years, you get an actor, and you can make it public as you want."

Duan Ming has also prepared himself psychologically these days, he was silent for a while, moved over and whispered: "See you at the highest place, you deserve it."

Liang Xiao smiled, nodded and did not speak.

Duan Ming didn't intend to make him think about this too much, so he intentionally interrupted: "Go and clean up your house later?"

Liang Xiao nodded: "It's too empty, no one has lived in it for so long, it's probably dilapidated..."

Liang Xiao suddenly calmed down and remained silent for a while, looked out the window and sighed, rubbing his forehead.

Duan Ming watched his painting style change suddenly, not at ease, and patted Liang Xiao's arm: "What's wrong?"

Duan Ming tried his best to slow down his tone: "I'm timid when I'm close to my hometown? It's okay, I'm here—"

Liang Xiao was melancholy: "I forgot whether I closed the window or not when I left."

Duan Ming: "..."

Liang Xiao tried his best to recall: "I remember I closed it, but I'm not sure."

"Brother Duan, you also know."

Liang Xiao has actually been worried about this matter for a long time, and he sighed: "People are always easy to doubt themselves."

Liang Xiao vividly gave an example: "For example, every time you close the door, you suddenly feel unsure whether you have turned off the light. When you go downstairs, you will feel that you have not locked the door..."

Duan Ming really doubted himself a little, he acted indifferently, and smeared the plan on his face.

Liang Xiao took the proposal and looked out of the window with a sad heart.

……

It was late when we left, the car stopped outside the community, and the sky was already dim.

Liang Xiao got out of the car, listened to his heartbeat, and led the agent to the door of the building with familiarity.

Duan Ming almost bumped into him: "What's wrong?"

Duan Ming has been tortured by Liang Xiao endlessly all the way, and he really doesn't want to discuss with him whether to close the window or not, so he warned in advance: "If you talk about the window again, we will break up in place—"

Duan Ming paused, raised his hand and waved it in front of his eyes.

Liang Xiao came back to his senses: "Brother Duan?"

Duan Ming frowned, and carefully looked at his face: "If you are really worried, I will go up and look for you."

Liang Xiao shook his head and smiled: "No need."

The two have been together for a long time, Duan Ming is most worried about him being so calm and calm, he almost regretted it for a moment, and took the initiative to bring up the topic: "Then let's talk about the windows..."

Liang Xiao himself was almost tired of ink, and looked at him in disbelief: "..."

Duan Ming was so angry that he didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore, so he asked about the floor and dragged Liang Xiao upstairs.

The community was still high-end and brand-new back then. Although it has been maintained continuously over the years, it has also faintly shown a little old.

The walls have been repainted, the scenery outside the window has changed a few times, the ventilation windows have also been adjusted, and the stairwell is spacious and bright.

Can't find many traces left by that year.

Liang Xiao was dragged up hastily, almost in a trance for a while, sweat trickled down to the end of his eyes, subconsciously he raised his hand and rubbed it.

There are some paths... I thought they were the most correct ones when I first chose them, and I have thought about the price so I can grit my teeth and bear it.

Obviously at the beginning I felt that I must have chosen the right one.

Seeing that he was about to reach the door after turning another flight of stairs, Liang Xiao couldn't move, so he tugged at him: "Brother Duan..."

Duan Ming stopped in his tracks: "What's wrong?"

Liang Xiao smiled: "Wait for me for a while."

Duan Ming frowned, didn't speak, stopped and waited for him quietly.

Liang Xiao took a few breaths, touched the extremely smooth handle, and walked up the stairs step by step.

……

their ten years.

Liang Xiao walked to the door, took a deep breath, took out the key and opened the door.

"What's wrong?" Duan Ming looked at him in a daze, a little worried, "Really didn't close the window? It's okay, let's—"

Duan Ming stopped in astonishment, took a closer look at the situation in the room, turned his head to look at Liang Xiao, and shut his mouth.

Liang Xiao stood firmly at the door, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes vigorously.

-

"Go to Tea" program group.

Su Man ate melon seeds, looked at the three well-known guests Huo Lan, Jiang Pingchao, and Song Qi who were said to be co-recording with her, sighed, and raised her hand.

Yin Chi: "... Teacher Su."

Su Man: "Can you give me a sign language teacher?"