Hedgehog

I was sweating profusely after eating a bowl of noodles. I washed my face and went to the kitchen to prepare ingredients. The fungus in this season is actually not good, but he wants to order, and I have no choice but to take advantage of him walking slowly to the kitchen door to watch Time to remind him: "I want a meticulous painting."

On the rice paper that was put on the surface just now, he was drawing fine brushwork flowers and birds, and he has done a good job.Thanks to my sharp eyes, otherwise, if I ask him for oil painting again, it will be perfunctory.

"Ah?" He wanted to pretend to be dead again: "What do you want Gongbi to do?"

"What do you care about me? Will you give it?" I stopped cooking the crab.

"Give it." He agreed without ambition: "You add two more dishes, and someone will come to buy paintings later."

Those who can be called trenches by the young master of the Ye family are probably ranked high in the whole of Beijing.

"Don't you sell paintings?" I imitated his tone: "An Neng's eyebrows and waist are bent to serve the rich and powerful, making me unhappy?"

Ye Ning lazily lit a cigarette.

"Stop talking," he rubbed his forehead with his fingers, looking like he was having a headache: "An'an's birthday is coming soon, I want to give him something, but I can't afford anything, my membership in Lufthansa is going to be cancelled, I'm so poor."

It is also a great joy in life to watch people like him who live in a duplex building in the second ring cry poor.

"How many people are there for lunch?"

"Four. You and me, one Hao, and one who sells paintings for me. Last time you met, Shang Xiaoyan, the one who likes to eat drunk crabs."

"The drunk crab is too late."

"It's enough to add two western dishes. They have all studied abroad. Hao just returned to China last month. He and An An are alumni. His family is..."

"Okay, stop nagging, go out and draw, dinner at twelve o'clock."

I made a phone call to the manager of Quan Le Fu. Quan Le Fu is a supermarket chain sponsoring my program. The fresh food is not bad.The manager in charge of connecting with the program group is Liu Mao, a manager at the headquarters. He is very kind. I sometimes buy some fresh materials through him. The things I buy are expensive, and I don’t mean delivery fees. The materials he prepares are also good. Well, it's a pleasure to cooperate.Once I was in a hurry, and his subordinates were not available, so he personally drove over. I treated him to a drink by the way, and I had a tacit personal relationship outside of the show.

This time, the five lobsters I wanted arrived very quickly. When I called, I asked about the seafood in the store, and I ordered some scallops and side dish spices. I cook wildly, and I am not famous. There is no shame in mixing Western food.

In fact, handling lobsters is far easier than hairy crabs. Aim at the brain of the lobster and throw it into hot water. Take it out for 2 minutes and twist off the tails while it’s hot. A little shrimp paste.

The last time I went to Yangzhou to eat noodles, I ate dozens of noodle restaurants, big and small, but I still didn’t learn the recipe of Sanprawn Noodles. It seems that I can only go there again under the title of the show.I will ask the planner next month, when will I do a Yangzhou location.

I cook fast, four stoves are fired at the same time, the stew is stewed, the lobster is boiled in butter, and asparagus is fried in a pan as a side dish, the mushrooms are soaking, the lamb is boiled, and the chopped peppers are wrapped in tin foil in the oven Pickled fish.Ye Ning opened the door every once in a while and came to see it. Fortunately, I had prepared a large bowl of eel noodles in the morning. Even if he wanted to steal it, he couldn't eat too much. He only ate two pieces of scallops. .

The twelve o'clock dishes are almost out, and I'm frying scallops, which are often used as appetizers in western food. I know Ye Ning is waiting for the money from selling paintings to Hao to buy his concubine Xia Huai'an a birthday present, so I didn't Show off skills, scallops and lobsters are all Western food without merit, sprinkled with grated cheese, and the plate layout is copied from the standard picture of a Michelin three-star restaurant.

When the doorbell rang, I was putting hot pot on the table. I went to Korea to learn how to arrange Korean hot pot. I arranged the ingredients neatly and placed them around the edge of the pot. When I heard the door open, I looked back.

This glance saved me.

Standing at the entrance, apart from Shang Xiaoyan who I met once, is the canary "Charlie" I saw last time in Fu Yong's small mansion.

I threw down the hot pot and ran into the kitchen. I reacted so quickly, I guess he only had time to see my afterimage.

I couldn't be mistaken, even with his clothes on I'd recognize him as the guy who ate my plate.

But why is he here?

Will the person Ye Ning called a trench need to be put to sleep by Fu Yong?

I was so scared that my brow sweated, and I already knew in my heart that I had admitted my mistake, but I was a little lucky.Opening the kitchen door a crack, while Ye Ning was walking through the door with two bottles of wine, he hurriedly said "pisipisi!"

"What's the matter? What are you..." Ye Ning looked blank and wanted to yell, but I covered his mouth and dragged him in.

He was pressed against the kitchen wall by me, with a dazed face, and his hands were opened very cooperatively.

"Let me ask you, is the trench outside called Ji Rongfu?"

"Yeah," Ye Ning narrowed his eyes and laughed, "What? You know him? Have you slept with him? Can't tell, Lin Sui..."

"Get out," I let go of him: "Is his family rich or your concubine's?"

"It's half a catty. An'an went to S City. His family is here. He is very powerful. Back then, my grandfather was his grandfather's subordinate." Ye Ning said with a gossipy face: "You are amazing, Lin Sui, this low-key old family You all know each other, what? Did you cheat someone for money or sex? Don’t hide, come, come, I’ll take you to say hello..."

As he said that, he dragged me out of the kitchen with an expression of watching the show.After I picked up a chef's knife and stabbed it on the cutting board, he stopped knowingly.

Fortunately, I laughed at Su Ying's unprofessional way of being a big money-governor. It turned out that I was the one who had eyes but didn't know Taishan.No wonder I thought he was polite but alienated at the beginning. I thought it was because he didn’t know me when he joined MAX. It turned out that he regarded me as a little star who came up to play by chance.

Really.

I also specially prepared four serving plates, and the scallops have also been delivered, all four servings.I can't even pretend to be dead.Seeing the smile on Ye Ning's bastard's face, he won't help me hide it.

The temperature in the kitchen was very high, the fire on the stove was not turned off, and the water vapor cloud covered the mist. I cooked the dishes for several hours, and the appearance was predictable.I was sweating from the heat, my shirt was wrinkled, and my hair smelled of oily smoke.I don't know any of Ye Ning's friends, and I didn't mind being a slovenly cook in front of them before.

But Ji Rongfu...

The more I lose face, the more I want to get it back, but in the end I can only lose more face.What I said to Su Ying at the beginning, now I should say it to myself verbatim. It's really a retribution and makes me feel bad.

I grabbed Ye Ning by the collar.

"I want you to do one thing now," I threatened him by pushing him against the wall, "I don't care what method you use, you must go out now and take Ji Rongfu and Shang Xiaoyan to your studio, you must behave very Calm down like it's a whim of yours. Then you're going to have them stay in the studio for 10 minutes before coming out..."

"But,"

"No, but," I said harshly, "If you make a mistake, you won't be able to eat my food in the future."

Ye Ning's laughing eyes suddenly became serious.

"Okay, promise to complete the task."

"Okay, you go out now, they will get suspicious if you stay in the kitchen for too long." I pushed him to the door: "By the way, I want to borrow a set of your clothes for a day."

"Wear that Dior shirt, the one with the tie, the tie is untied, don't wear it. I haven't worn it yet, I was going to date An An, I promise you will look shockingly handsome when you show up... "

"Shut up." I threw him out.

Less than half a minute after Ye Ning went out, I heard the sound of moving the chair. Obviously, the image of him acting out of order has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Even if he suddenly wanted to show the painting before eating, it is not surprising.

I saw through the crack of the door that the studio door was closed.Throwing down the apron, a whirlwind rushed into Ye Ning's bedroom.

I like the gray tones in his bedroom, but I don't have time to admire them now, but his wardrobe is neat. I found the shirt at the first time and rushed to the bathroom.

It only took me 7 minutes to take a shower and wash my hair. When I put on my clothes and started drying my hair in front of the mirror, there was the sound of being seated in the dining room.

This guy Ye Ning is such a waste, he can't drag it for 10 minutes.

Of course, it is not ruled out that he was eager to watch a good show, so he let the water go.

I stayed in the house for half a month without cutting my hair. I scratched it twice in the mirror, and I always felt that there was still a trace of oily smoke. I picked up Ye Ning's perfume and sprayed it. Fortunately, it was forest tone.I have a narrow face, a pointed chin, and a notorious lack of aura. It seems that I can't get rid of the image of "a past artist who wants to be high". I just hope that I can regain some ground today.

I took a deep breath, pushed open the bedroom door expressionlessly, and walked towards the dining room.

"Lin Sui! You're out!" Ye Ning is a bastard who is always good at selling teammates. Before Ji Rongfu saw me, he yelled happily. He didn't pay attention in the kitchen just now, but Ye Ning cleaned up like a dog today. , and also wearing a two-piece suit, it seems that he is really waiting for the money to sell the painting.

Ji Rongfu was sitting with his back to me, and he had already taken off his coat. The light-colored shirt inside also looked expensive, with broad shoulders and diamond cuff buttons. The sleeves were rolled up, revealing the black mechanical watch on his wrist.

If he was wearing clothes at the beginning, I wouldn't admit my mistake.

He hears Yeoning’s voice and looks back too.His hair is not long, jet black, revealing a very handsome forehead and brow bones, still as handsome as before, when he saw me, the corners of his lips curled up, and he nodded towards me.

It seems that it is not ready to break.

I nodded too, walked to the table and sat down.Ye Ning was in a hurry to watch the play, so he pulled out the chair for me early.

"I knew you cooked today's dishes." Shang Xiaoyan and I also know each other, and praised me with a smile: "Ye Ning really knows how to eat, and I will trouble you every time."

"No trouble, no trouble, anyway, my paintings are all Lin Sui's." Ye Ning smiled and threw eyes at me, but I ignored him.

If I had known it earlier, I would have cooked all Western food. The mixed cuisine on this table, which is neither Chinese nor Western, further confirmed my image that I dared to show off in front of the chef without even knowing him, and the beef tartare...

As thick-skinned as I am, I also feel fever in my ears at this time.

The seasoning of scallops is a little light, maybe his taste is too light.

As I was thinking about it, I suddenly smelled a smell of oily smoke. I thought I hadn't washed it clean. I looked up and saw Ye Ning eagerly removing the enoki mushrooms and meat rolls from the edge of the hot pot. The air conditioner in his house is around 20 degrees all the year round. There is no pressure to eat hot pot, and the temperature is over [-] degrees in winter, sitting in front of the fireplace and eating ice cream.

"Mr. Lin's dishes are very good." Someone on my right suddenly said softly.

I looked up and saw Ji Rongfu's smiling eyes. He always had a light smile when he smiled, and his face made sense. I said earlier that he has a noble face and is more upright than Qi Chu. Why didn't he guess his identity at that time? .

What's more, it's too guilty to look at each other and avoid it. On the contrary, it confirmed my suspicion that I wanted to use him to take over the position.

"I'll get the lobster." I misspoke again.

But the lobster is really old if it is not served.

It was getting hotter in the kitchen. I set out four plates, put the lobster on the plate, put the asparagus on the plate, and spooned a spoonful of white sauce for decoration. This method will definitely be seen by him as copying, and Western food chefs are the most taboo I copied the dishes, but I didn't care about so much.

"Do you need help?"

I was so startled that the spoon almost fell off.

It became a frightened bird.

He was standing at the door of the kitchen. His shirt and trousers concealed his original good figure, but he still appeared to have broad shoulders and a narrow waist. He was extremely slender. The woman Su Ying only knew that Lu Yan had a good figure, which is the real figure. To the extreme, and the temperament is clear and dazzling, and the smile is even more difficult to look directly at.

His eyes reminded me of those years when I went to Qingdao to shoot seafood and catch up with the morning market. In the sky at four o'clock in the morning, a round of red sun slowly rose from the sea level, sparkling like gems on the ground, and finally the sun finally jumped out of the water, shining brightly There is a golden light between the sky and the earth.

If it is not the fate of being favored by God, how can there be such a calm look in his eyes?

"You serve these two." I directed him to carry the plate.

He didn't mind either. He carried two lobsters and walked in front. His back line stretched beautifully. I have never had such beautiful flat shoulders in my life. I can only envy these people who are well-dressed.

Shang Xiaoyan smiled all over her eyes and watched him walking towards her expectantly, her hands clasped together very cutely.When encountering such people, even professional managers who usually have a tough personality revealed their daughter mentality.The family background of the Shang family is not bad, Shang Xiaoyan is beautiful, as bright as a rose, but it is a pity that his family can only marry someone from the right family.

When Ye Ning saw the lobster, his eyes lit up, and he could only wave a knife and fork. I couldn't help but teach him: "Be careful with how you eat."

"It's so delicious, I still pay attention to how I eat it." He sharpened his knife, deliberately cut off a large piece of lobster, shook it in front of me with a fork, and imitated my accent on that food show: "Use butter when cooking lobster, It can make the lobster meat extremely smooth..."

It seems that when he said that he would watch my show for dinner when he was hungry, he was not joking.

I gave him prawn tails off my own plate.

"Eat yours, you talk too much."

Ye Ning said to make two western dishes, but I really only made two western dishes, and the rest were authentic Chinese dishes like pickled cabbage and fish, and no chopsticks were prepared for the mushroom hotpot. I am used to it, but his etiquette is impeccable. When we were eating, he was drinking soup next to him, quietly watching Ye Ning and I bicker.

Shang Xiaoyan should be interested in him, and has been trying to chat with "Mr. Ji", and he responded politely. I am used to Fu Yongzhang Wenbin's well-dressed beast, but this is the first time I have seen such a real "polite man." The children of "Out of Everyone" seem to come from another world.Presumably his private life would not be as corrupt as Fu Yong and the others.

I just don't know what to do if a person like him, who is so glamorous, meets someone he really likes outside of the ones arranged by the family.

His response to Shang Xiaoyan was polite and alienated, presumably because he didn't want to give her extra hope.

It suddenly occurred to me that if he had a sister, he would have such a warm and bright personality, and a more beautiful and solemn appearance. In this way, his future marriage partner should be as good as him, and there should be no emotional conflicts. question.

After all, people are more inclined to like the same kind.Even Fu Yong, who is perverted and serious, can speak fluent French, wine tasting, painting, and violin at his fingertips. With the genes of his ancestors and the education he acquired, he should be far better than I imagined.

Ye Ning brought white wine to match the seafood. The sake in the porcelain bottle was brought back from Japan by his concubine Xia Huai'an last time. I have met his concubine before. He is the same type of person as Ji Rongfu, but he is indifferent and doesn't talk much. This is what their class should look like.

My drinking capacity is actually mediocre. I haven’t practiced music for so many years. There was a time when I was playing in the rock circle, playing electric guitar, drinking in big glasses, and getting drunk on the street late at night. It was Su Ying all night. I searched all the way along Bar Street and picked me up.

Ye Ning is no better at drinking than me, and his self-control is worse, so he clinked glasses with me happily when his mistress was not arrogant for a while. He always poured three glasses, and I let him drink slowly, and I drank sake with mutton. It's sweet, but it has a lot of stamina, and I almost got drunk last time.

"To be happy in life is to have fun," Ye Ning had only drank two or three cups, his eyes had already floated up, and he was lying on the chair in a drunken frenzy: "What's the next sentence?"

"Don't make the golden cup empty to the moon." I let go of his grip on my collar and put his cup back on the table.

"You don't need to clean up those, his servant will come later." I told Shang Xiaoyan.

The Ye family cut off his finances, but he couldn't bear it. His mother specially assigned a servant for him to report on time every day. He used to take care of the cooking, but he didn't eat on time. He was afraid that the servant would go back and complain. Don't let her do it.

"I'll stay and take care of him." Shang Xiaoyan suggested.

Her conditions are also quite superior, her family background is good, her work ability is strong, she already has her own gallery at a young age, and she has a good vision and a good wrist. She almost meets Ye Ning's requirements unconditionally. Ning's paintings, as long as Ye Ning keeps painting, she will have a bright future.

Such a person is actually a predator who takes the initiative to attack. When she had just eaten, she frequently tested Ji Rongfu, but the response she got was not satisfactory, so she naturally stopped being persistent.

"After Ye Ning finishes the painting, I will personally send the painting to Mr. Ji's house." She said to Ji Rongfu politely.

"Okay." Ji Rongfu shook hands with her.

I went back to the kitchen to pack my own knives. I like to use German knives. I always bring my own knives when I cook. It’s okay to let him know that I’m actually a chef.

"Did you come by car? Lin Sui." Shang Xiaoyan suddenly asked loudly in the living room.

"opened."

"Mr. Ji's driver had an accident, so we can't see him off. You drank again. Let Mr. Ji drive you back."

Ji Rongfu's car drove very steadily, and it might be because I drank too much. After all, Fu Yong and the others were well-known drag racing gangs back then, so he had no reason to be alone.

But I always feel that he is different.

The air conditioner was a little low, the car was too quiet, a little awkward, I turned on the music, who knew that I forgot to change the CD after loading Ye Zhen last time, it was my own voice when it came out, I quickly turned it off.

I really went wrong all the way today, and everything I did seemed deliberate.

Ji Rongfu politely did not "explore" me, and asked politely: "Do you sing?"

"It happened many years ago." I was probably drunk, and I was still trying to clear it up.

Maybe he'll think I'm trying to hook him up and go back to singing.

I know that I am judging the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, but I still can't help being full of malice.There was a base pleasure in thinking that way, as if it had brought him to the same level as mine.

He reached out and turned on the music again.

As long as I'm thin-skinned, I should be killed by the car window at this time.

This CD is a demo I recorded for Ye Zhen. Her voice range is too high. I didn't expect outsiders to hear this CD. I sang the entire chorus in falsetto, and the effect is really weird.The only consolation is that the song is not finished yet, and part of the chorus is hummed with guitar sounds. I still have confidence in my guitar.

"Good job." He complimented me politely again.

I couldn't take it any longer and turned off the music again.

"It's not my song," I explained in vain, "I wrote it for someone else."

"Very well written." He expressed his attitude towards my singing aptly.

I had to turn my face to look out the window.

The alcohol gradually permeated the air. In fact, the human body is very simple, just a carrier, no different from a machine. Whatever is put in, there will be a reaction.You will be happy when you eat delicious food, you will be happy when you drink wine, and you will be cool when you eat ice. In the winter, you can sit on the side of the road and eat a bowl of hot wonton with a few drops of spicy oil. Like a furnace.People in our industry reflect on themselves to some extent, and their lifestyles are somewhat different from ordinary people, so they create works that match their own personalities.I chose closedness and gourmet food, and wrote about urban love and love that moaned without illness.Yuan Rui chose the vast grassland and the penance of primitive life, and now he is reviving the rough folk music.

Lin Xiaobai chose the small theater, Lu Yan chose the film and television industry, and more people chose alcohol and marijuana...

I wanted to cut myself open to show him, but I found that there was nothing good about me under the skin.I'm desperate to prove that I'm not a passing artist who's desperate to get promoted, that I'm something more than them.

But I actually have nothing.Works, attitudes, beliefs, nothing.

He delivered it directly to my house downstairs.

"You can drive the car over there, and I can return it another day." I didn't want him to misunderstand that I was asking for his contact information: "Just let me go downstairs, and put the key in the mailbox."

With his hands still on the steering wheel, he heard me speak and turned to look at me.

The sun was bright in the afternoon, and the big-leaved poplar trees cast large shadows on the front hood of the car. His eyes were as warm as ink, and I realized that his pupils were a very beautiful pale amber in the sun. Just one look made people's hearts tremble. .

"I'll just walk back," he said with a calm smile, "I'm staying in a nearby hotel."

It's good, it's a kind of fun if you don't live in a hotel.

I was completely defeated, I didn't want to talk anymore, I pulled out the key and got out of the car, didn't even bother to say goodbye, turned around and went upstairs.

As expected, there will be retribution for the cheap mouth, and Lu Yan's vengeance will be avenged.

I also lived in the family building when I was a child, living with my aunt and uncle. My father was a gangster. I owed gambling debts and ran away when I was a child, and never came back.My mother remarried at the age of six or seven, and she didn't even tell my grandmother the address for fear that I would find her.My grandma took me to be almost ten years old, and my aunt didn't have any children, so she brought me there and wanted to adopt me, but as soon as I went, she gave birth to three in one go, like a sow giving birth.

They are all small workers. Everyone thinks that the city is good and the countryside is poor. In fact, there are at least mountains and land in the countryside. When the people in the city are poor, they are really nowhere to stand.Four or five households can live in a one-story tube building. They cook in the corridor, and every family has to count how many briquettes they have every day. It is true that a piece of cloth and a piece of papyrus have their uses.My aunt is both a bourgeois philistine and a rural savage. My uncle is a step up. From the birth of their first child, they have been committed to making me understand that my position in the family is the bottom. Fortunately, his family has no leftovers to raise a dog. Otherwise, my pick may still be behind the dog.

Speaking of it, the difference between me and Harry Potter is probably only a letter of admission to Hogwarts.

Growing up in this environment, I should have grown into a Stockholm syndrome patient.It's a pity that I have a gloomy personality since I was a child, and I am proficient in the art of lying down and tasting courage. My uncle likes to drink and sleep and beat his wife, and the wife beats the child before he calms down. My nose bleeds and my ears buzz all day.I remember that I found a tree to engrave on it. I was very ambitious when I was a child, and I couldn't cry. I gritted my teeth while weeping and engraved: I want revenge!

It's really a second-degree explosion.

Sometimes I would go back to my childhood in my dreams, and when I woke up, I still felt that powerless feeling pervading my whole body.The best song I wrote so far was called "Street Light", and I sang it to Ye Zhen.

"If there is a time machine, I would like to travel back to sleep with you.

……

But who will sleep with me. "

In the car just now, for a moment, I suddenly wanted to sing this song.

But maybe Ji Rongfu thinks I want to sleep with him.

What a disaster.