There is a Wall Behind the Shadow

The house with collapsed walls and clogged debris seemed impossible at first glance, but it turned out to be sorted out faster than Wang Mancang imagined.It's as if he hasn't warmed up yet, and everything falls into place before he knows it.

but……

Half an hour later, Wang Mancang, who was standing by the kitchen sink of Yu Nianbing's house washing lettuce leaves, was in a daze.

Before, he and Song Shiyue sorted out the miscellaneous things over there, and even the collapsed walls were cleared into a pile, which looked much better than when they first came here.It's just because it's getting late, and the person who repaired the wall I contacted won't come until tomorrow morning.

Originally, he should have taken Song Shiyue to a hotel for a night's rest.

how come...

Wang Mancang shook the water droplets on the lettuce leaves, and looked back at the table full of semi-finished meat and vegetables.

Some of them were taken out by Yu Nianbing from the refrigerator, and more of them were delivered by Xingwang that arrived a few minutes ago.

Even if Wang Mancang could digest the difference between Nian Bing and the rumors from the outside world, and could accept her as a good guest...he still couldn't figure it out. How could Yu Nianbing continue this friendly invitation without changing his face.

Moreover, it doesn't look warm like this, is it really hospitable...

Wang Mancang glanced back again, and saw Yu Nianbing who was sitting at the table and putting meat slices on the electric oven, serious and focused.

Obviously just an ordinary calm appearance, but with an aura of not being close to each other... Wang Mancang couldn't help but leaned against the pool.

However, there are those who stay away honestly, and those who don't seem to feel Yu Nianbing's aura at all...

"Okay." Song Shiyue walked over from the direction of Yu Nianbing's bedroom carrying a large stainless steel basin, which was full of...chicken.

"So fast?" Wang Mancang glanced up from the pile of lettuce, and saw that the large stainless steel basin containing the chicken looked familiar, and his face was a little embarrassed, "How do you use this..."

"Only this can hold it. I washed it over there." Song Shiyue looked at Yu Nianbing, "Do you mind?"

Yu Nianbing shook his head: "You have been of great help, thank you so much."

Wang Mancang: "..."

Yu Nianbing glanced at Wang Mancang: "Well... thank you too."

Wang Mancang didn't thank you, and then buried himself in washing the vegetables.The old hen in the sack was bought when the spaceship stopped briefly on another planet on its way back to Beichenxing.Originally, he wanted to bring it back to Song Shiyue to make up for, but Wang Mancang went to the hospital only to find that Yu Nianbing hadn't left yet, so he took it as a thank you gift.But I was still negligent... I didn't expect Yu Nianbing to live alone, and this sack of live chicken almost became a burden.Fortunately, he brought Song Shiyue here.Oh, of course, Song Shiyue went to the kitchen over there to kill the chickens, nothing to do with him... I didn't expect that the little girl is so delicate and has the ability to kill chickens, but the pot she took is a bit too awkward Pay attention.

Just when Wang Mancang was muttering to himself to turn around and say a few words about Song Shiyue, Yu Nianbing spoke again behind him.

"This pot is on the tip, so it won't be easy to shake it up after a while. You still have a few pots, so use them too." Yu Nianbing said calmly.

Song Shiyue nodded repeatedly.

Such a natural discussion, if Wang Mancang hadn't seen these charcoal-burning pots before, I'm afraid there would be no problem.But now, he could only sigh secretly and continue to wash the vegetables.

After seven years of fighting in the apocalypse, Song Shiyue has seen many miserable situations, so she has nothing to hide.

The reason why Yu Nianbing was so normal to these charcoal basins was because Song Shiyue didn't look like a person who once had the will to die and went to a dead end, so she had nothing to shy away from.

But speaking of it, if Yu Nianbing hadn't witnessed the collapse of the wall and rescued Song Shiyue with his own hands, it would be hard to believe that such a girl would have resolutely committed suicide...

Even now, when Yu Nianbing faced Song Shiyue, he was still occasionally in a trance, unable to correspond to such an image of giving up his life.

Obviously, it has such vitality...

In the kitchen, those who wash the vegetables wash the vegetables, those who roast the meat roast, those who take apart the chicken... take apart the chicken.

Under the bustling bustle, there is a rather quiet background, and the three people have different thoughts.

When the aroma is overflowing, the meat slices are slightly rolled, and the smell of spices rises. The eager chopsticks are circulating among the plates, but they don't move towards the target immediately.

Yu Nianbing turned over the slices of meat, and from the corner of his eye, he saw Song Shiyue's hesitation between the plates, and suddenly he felt a little happier, just like when he was five or six years old, he went to his grandmother's house, took a bowl of dog food, Look at those puppies in the backyard.

It's a pity that those puppies eat too little.

It's just a few handfuls of food, and the stomach is already full, which makes people feel a little unsatisfied.

A few pieces of fragrant and hot barbecue landed on Song Shiyue's plate, and the other pieces were moved by Yu Nianbing to the side of the baking tray close to Wang Mancang.

Probably, this time you can have fun.

Yu Nianbing looked at the rapidly decreasing slices of meat on Song Shiyue's plate, and briskly put more on the baking plate.

How much can you eat?

How much strength is there?

There seemed to be many interesting things about Song Shiyue.But Yu Nianbing didn't intend to ask.

Fun things to have fun with once.Any more and you'll be addicted.

This is because when Nian Bing was five or six years old, after feeding the puppies in her grandmother's garden, her mother taught her.

Then, she never saw those cute puppies again.

She still remembered that there was one black and white flower, two creamy yellow flowers, and one lovely beige flower...

Now, Yu Nianbing can already choose her own life, and some habits seem to be maintained.

For example, for interesting things, always maintain the attitude of parting after this meeting.Perhaps, in the eyes of many people, this is the indifference in their eyes, maybe.

Halfway through the banquet, Wang Mancang couldn't help but talk to persuade Song Shiyue to restrain himself.

Obviously, he used to have a bird-like appetite, how can he become a big eater by committing suicide once?This had to make Wang Mancang wonder whether Song Shiyue had never given up on the idea of ​​suicide...just changed the method and was going to use the trick of supporting herself to death.

Song Shiyue felt that she could still eat, but seeing Wang Mancang's worried eyes, she stopped her chopsticks.

It's a pity, the meat grilled by Yu Nianbing is really delicious.Especially the ones that look like they were served on home-made plates, the saltiness is just right, and paired with Yu Nianbing's barbecue skills, you really have to be very careful not to eat them with chopsticks.Even the semi-finished meat in one-time boxes, rolled in Yu Nianbing's hands, is a little more tender and soft, making people more and more hungry, the plates are empty, and their eyes are sunk on the electric oven. Difficult to leave.

Yu Nianbing took a look at Song Shiyue who had put down his chopsticks but was still staring at the baking tray. Of course, he knew that Song Shiyue still wanted to eat.

Different from Wang Mancang, and different from when he was in Ciming, Yu Nianbing now believes that Song Shiyue can still eat.

After all, it's not surprising that Song Shiyue, who was able to eat a lot of the metal table that was so heavy that she couldn't lift it up and fiddled with it like a pair of chopsticks.

No, I can't think about it any more, Yu Nianbing put down the barbecue tongs in his hand, and habitually stopped himself from continuing to explore this fun.

"Two days ago, "The Immortal" was finished, and director Feng Rushan will start filming his next movie. I heard that it is an urban style workplace movie, with many scenes of amusement parks. Casting will start in two weeks." Yu Nianbing touched the side of the dish and looked at Wang Mancang.

The barbecue was eaten very quietly. From the beginning, there was only the sizzling sound of the barbecue. At this moment, Yu Nianbing suddenly spoke, his eyes seemed to be calling his own name, which made Wang Mancang a little unresponsive, so he just turned back. Leng Leng glanced.

"..." Yu Nianbing looked at Song Shiyue.

Song Shiyue was sneaking a friendly paw towards a plate of baked pancakes by the table.

Wang Mancang, who hadn't realized the meaning of that sentence, followed Yu Nianbing's gaze, and couldn't help but turn dark and cough.

Yu Nianbing could imagine how Song Shiyue would quickly withdraw her hand and look back like a frightened animal. Probably, it was like in the hospital before when she realized that she had woken up and called Just like when you broke her.Like a frightened fawn, innocent with wide-eyed eyes.

Of course, Yu Nianbing was wrong.

Almost as soon as Wang Mancang's meaningful heavy cough sounded, Song Shiyue reached out his hand more quickly almost like a conditioned reflex, grabbed a piece of pancake, and was about to...

Yu Nianbing quickly grabbed Song Shiyue's wrist.

With six eyes facing each other, Wang Mancang was the first to lose.

"You...you...you can eat what you want! As long as you don't feel uncomfortable!" Wang Mancang stretched out a hand tremblingly, and took the pancake from Song Shiyue's hand that was about to be stuffed into the skirt down and put it on her plate.

God is sorry to see, I am not a broker, I am simply a landlord and old fortune in the old galaxy. It seems that the long-term workers are so hungry that they will run away with pancakes in their arms...

Such an embarrassing stalk, no one wants to mention it again.

"Cough... I was talking about Director Feng just now..." Wang Mancang tried his best to pick up a topic on Yu Nianbing.

Yu Nianbing also pretended that he didn't see anything, let go of Song Shiyue's wrist, nodded in cooperation and said: "Director Feng's new drama has the investment of You Lexing, and the remuneration should be good, you can try it. "

"Oh." Wang Mancang came to his senses.

It's no wonder that Wang Mancang's reaction was slow. In fact, "Journey to the Wilderness" will start shooting in a week. Yu Nianbing said that Director Feng had chosen roles in the past two weeks, but he didn't think about Song Shiyue.

Yu Nianbing really didn't know where he was, but when he was in one place, he realized... he was really a good person.

Wang Mancang felt emotional.

but……

"Didn't you receive the poster shooting notice of the "Journey into the Wild" program group just now?" Wang Mancang pointed to the StarNet client on his wrist and asked.

"I didn't read it. What's the matter?" Yu Nianbing frowned slightly.

Wang Mancang said with a smile: "No wonder. Haha, it's like this. Yao Mingzhu, who was going to participate in this company in our company before, is pregnant, so this time "Journey into the Wild", Song Shiyue will replace Yao Mingzhu. It happens to be with Feng It's a pity that the director has hit the deadline."

Journey into the Wild...

Yu Nianbing looked at Song Shiyue who was eating pancakes, opened the star network port, and lifted the communication shield.

On the screen hanging in mid-air, one after another message notifications flashed for a long time like swiping the screen before stopping.

Yu Nianbing ignored the messages sent by those people in the company, and paused for a while on the dozen or so messages named Ouyang Hui, and then opened the text message from the "Journey into the Wild" program group with the right target.

Sure enough, Yao Mingzhu's name was changed to Song Shiyue's.

After turning off the star network, when Yu Nianbing looked at Wang Mancang again, he couldn't help but look at him with some scrutiny.

It's no wonder that Nian Bing thinks too much, since Song Shiyue only has one non-heroine sitcom in the show, it is unlikely that she will join the "Journey into the Wild" program group.

Could it be...they also know that her strength is gone?

Is this a good thing for Song Shiyue?

Yu Nianbing thought about it a little more, and his expression inevitably became a little heavier.

"Well, I didn't ask her to do anything. I'm myself. Hey, I'm actually a little old with the company. This time I can't help it, so I have the cheek to ask for this quota." Wang Mancang misunderstood Yu Nianbing, only Thinking that her expression was wondering if Song Shiyue had gone through some back door, she had no choice but to explain a few words vaguely.

As a result, Yu Nian Bing frowned all of a sudden, and returned to his previous deserted appearance.

"The show "Journey into the Wild"...is not very easy to shoot. The main purpose of this kind of show is to make the audience laugh. I'm afraid it will be even more difficult to make it a live broadcast this time." Yu Nianbing Looking at Song Shiyue who had already finished eating pancakes, "Besides, it's not certain whether you can eat enough every day after more than ten days of filming."

"But there is a lot of money."

"But there is so much money."

Wang Mancang and Song Shiyue blurted out almost at the same time.

Yu Nianbing nodded, money is indeed a problem that Song Shiyue needs to solve.

"What about you? Since you know this show is not easy to shoot, why do you agree?" Song Shiyue asked curiously.

Wang Mancang turned his face and glared at Song Shiyue, the brat asked everything.

"Because I have a lot of money. I'm going to terminate the contract with Sen Xin, and they will push me to go to whichever has the most money." Yu Nianbing didn't seem to care too much, but just brushed her fingers lightly on the Starnet client on her wrist.

"However, according to your situation, don't you have the right of veto in the contract with the company?" This time it was Wang Mancang who couldn't help but ask.

One is fat and one is thin, one is old and the other is young, the two faces looked at with the same curiosity.

"No. I signed a contract without veto power without violating legal ethics." Yu Nianbing said calmly.

"Ah? Are you cheated?" Wang Mancang couldn't help but slapped the table, "Are you kidding? Song Shiyue's new contract renewed before Song Shiyue has the right of veto, okay? No, no, terminate the contract quickly. Why don't you consider signing the contract?" Here I am, I will give you a bunch of veto powers."

Wang Mancang was a little embarrassed to say the last sentence.This is just a moment of enthusiasm, my company is bigger than Senxin, hahaha I can't bear the fact that I am a low-level agent... It really makes people laugh when I say it.Wang Mancang ate a piece of barbecue in a hurry.

Yu Nianbing lowered his eyes, and picked up the chopsticks on the plate in front of the plate, "I'll think about it when it's time for this."

Wang Mancang just thought it was Yu Nianbing stepping down the steps for himself during the banquet, and hurriedly said haha, and wiped the matter away.

After dinner, Song Shiyue didn't want to go to the hotel.

The wall in the master bedroom collapsed, which did not affect sleep.No matter how bad it is, there is also a guest bedroom.

Song Shiyue finally waited until she was alone, always thinking that it would be more convenient here to take care of the original owner's affairs.

Regarding Song Shiyue's decision, Yu Nianbing said that he would not be affected.

Wang Mancang asked a few more questions, and seeing that Song Shiyue had made up his mind, he stopped persuading him and left first, making an appointment to come back tomorrow when the wall was being repaired.Compared with Song Shiyue's little trouble with the wall now, he has more important things to do.

For example, find someone to meet Song Shiyue's dear father who owes a lot of debt and hides.

After eating human barbecue, Song Shiyue took the initiative to take on the important task of cleaning the kitchen.

And Yu Nianbing rolled up his sleeves, and before he could help, he heard the paging voice from the Xingwang client.

Swipe your fingertips over the client, and after Ouyang Hui's flickering name, there are more than a dozen unread text messages.

Yu Nianbing sighed lightly and chose to connect.

"Should I put all the chicken in the quick-frozen layer, or..." Song Shiyue poked his head out from the kitchen.

"Put everything in quick-frozen." Yu Nianbing didn't want to cook that big pot of chicken before Aunt Wang's vacation ended.

Song Shiyue nodded and retreated into the kitchen again.

Yu Nianbing looked at the Xingwang port, and it was quiet.

In the end, the other party spoke first.

"Nian Bing?" A somewhat hesitant female voice, but a bit intimate.

"En." Yu Nianbing responded.

"That was just now?" The female voice seemed a little cautious, but seemed to be more tentative.

Yu Nianbing picked up the water on the table, raised it to his lips, didn't drink it, and put it down again: "Qiu Yishan asked you? So she has changed from my agent to a professional snitch? Pregnant women who are about to give birth have to be involved, and they don't even think about the child in your belly, Sen Xin is really interesting."

"Are you really going to terminate the contract with Sen Xin? Have you ever thought about me? Have you ever thought about the child in my stomach?" On the other side of the star network, Ouyang Hui was leaning on the bed, stroking her belly as big as a ball with her palm, There was a bit of sadness in his tone.

"That's Shi Senxin's child, and it's not mine." Yu Nianbing seemed to think of something, with the corners of his mouth slightly curved, "Anyway, go back to Wilderness Star this time, and the contract will be terminated when you come back."

"Why... have you forgotten..." Ouyang Hui never thought that Yu Nian Bing would say such a thing, she was a little dizzy for a while, and she stumbled when she spoke again.

"Okay, I won't say more. Take good care of your baby and stop listening to people like Qiu Yishan talking nonsense. Sen Xin lost me, and there are many artists." Yu Nianbing cut off the communication without waiting for a response from the other end.

If it weren't for the fact that Ouyang Hui was about to give birth, Yu Nianbing wouldn't even want to answer this communication.

Forgot?

Ah.

The color of Yu Nianbing's eyes gradually darkened, and the hand holding the cup slowly tightened, the pink turned blue and white, and the joints were distinct.

"Do you want to wash that cup?" Song Shiyue poked his head out of the kitchen again.

Yu Nianbing slowly turned her head, and slowly loosened the hand holding the cup...

The author has something to say:

Author: Fortunately, Song Shiyue was not the one pinching the cup.

Song Shiyue:? ? ?