There are immortals at home [entertainment circle]

The recruitment of the heroine of "A Thousand Machines" will officially start soon.

Those who want to participate must first register online. In addition to filling in the necessary personal information when registering, they must also attach a personal photo and a short video of the performance. Through these registration information, Ren Hang and the others can pre-screen out images or unqualified performances people.

But they didn't expect that the number of applicants far exceeded expectations, resulting in a very heavy workload for the initial screening. Ren Hang and the crew worked overtime, and after a busy week, they selected 100 people who barely met the rigid requirements.

"There are still 300 people to interview..." Ren Hang pulled at the information on the page. He was so tired that his eyes were dazzled these days, and he could hardly read the words clearly.

It was already very late outside the window, and at this time, Zhuo Fan just walked in from the outside.

"Have you sorted out the materials?" Zhuo Fan asked.

"Okay," Ren Hang closed the computer, and tried his best to cheer up in front of Zhuo Fan, "Everyone will have a day off tomorrow, and we will continue the day after tomorrow."

In fact, Zhuo Fan has also been helping these days, and because Zhuo Fan is more accurate in seeing actors, many people have been screened by him. In terms of workload, it is not at all easier than Ren Hang. Ren Hang thought, if he is in Zhuo Fan again A tired look appeared in front of Fan, it was really too hypocritical.

What Ren Hang didn't expect was that just as he cheered up, his stomach growled uncontrollably.

"Hungry?" Zhuo Fan asked.

Ren Hang hugged his stomach and nodded awkwardly.

"If you don't mind, go to my house for dinner." Zhuo Fan suggested.

"Your house?" Ren Hang was very surprised, he didn't expect Zhuo Fan to invite him to his house.

"The meal is ready." Zhuo Fan said again.

"Is the meal ready?" Ren Hang was even more surprised.

When Ren Hang followed Zhuo Fan to his house and saw Le Luo wearing an apron to open the door for them, he realized what Zhuo Fan's words meant.

"You're back." Le Luo jumped on Zhuo Fan excitedly as usual.

"There are guests here, don't make trouble." Zhuo Fan reminded him, but there was still pampering in his tone.

So Le Luo let go of Zhuo Fan, looked at Ren Hang next to him, and asked, "Do you want to come in for dinner?"

Ren Hang was suddenly very embarrassed, as if he had to wait for Le Luo's approval before he could go in.

"I've cooked a lot of dishes." Le Luo didn't think so at all, but continued with a smile.

Ren Hang entered Zhuo Fan's house, and sat at the dinner table a little cautiously as a guest, watching them go in and out of the kitchen, busy with the food.

Before, Ren Hang only knew that Le Luo was Zhuo Fan's cousin, but he didn't know that they lived together. It's fine to live together. What is the atmosphere now?How does this look like cousins?This is clearly like a couple, right?

Ren Hang couldn't express his complaints, and soon, he saw a table full of food.

There are fried stuffed eggplant, fried eight treasures, braised fish head, etc., all of which are home-cooked dishes, but the aroma is very real.

"If it's not enough, add more." Zhuo Fan served Ren Hang a meal, and sat down with Le Luo.

Ren Hang tasted it, and the taste of the food was good, at least it must be much better than him who can only cook fried rice with eggs. Ren Hang's mood was complicated when he suddenly found someone staring at him, so he looked up and met him. Lost Le Luo's sight.

"Is it delicious?" Le Luo blinked and asked.

"..." Ren Hang found his words after a while, "It's delicious."

Although the mood is complicated, it is impossible to lie.

"That's good," Le Luo looked at Zhuo Fan after finishing speaking, "What do you want to eat tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow I will rest and have more time," Zhuo Fan thought for a while, "Let's make dumplings together."

"Okay." Le Luo replied happily.

Ren Hang really didn't know how to deal with this atmosphere, so just after eating, he found an excuse and left as if flying away.

After getting in the car, Ren Hang, who gradually calmed down, started to feel a little jealous——

Why can't I live with Zhuo Fan like Le Luo?

On this rare rest day, Zhuo Fan went to a nearby convenience store to buy a bag of flour and came back. In that small convenience store, he was surrounded by several people asking for autographs. Obviously, this year was safe and sound, and he could come in and out at will. Yes, after the magazine came out, those "invisible fans" were no longer invisible, and those face-controlling passers-by also started to be unscrupulous, and even wanted to follow him. He didn't remember until he finally got home, but luckily he didn't take Le Luo out.

"After the water is boiled, what should I do next?" Le Luo asked.

"Then it's kneading." After Zhuo Fan finished speaking, he went to the kitchen to wash his hands, and came out with a plate.

Pour in the flour, pour in the water, and start kneading...

"I want to try too." Le Luo said stubbornly.

Zhuo Fan gave way to him, seeing his slender hands clumsily handling the flour, Zhuo Fan suddenly held Le Luo's hand from behind and taught him how to make dough.

The dough gradually takes shape and ends up being a smooth dough.

"It can be used to make dumpling wrappers," Zhuo Fan said, "but the fillings must be prepared first."

Le Luo volunteered to prepare.

What they want to do is dumplings stuffed with corn and pork. The meat is minced first, then mixed with corn kernels, and then some seasoning is added, and the filling is ready.

When Le Luo came out with the stuffing, Zhuo Fan had already divided the dough into small balls, and pressed it with a rolling pin to form thin skins.

Now we can start making dumplings.

Zhuo Fan's way of making dumplings is still very standard, and Le Luo can make dumplings very well after imitating him, but after a while, dumplings of various shapes began to appear in Le Luo's hands.

"This is a little rabbit, this is a kitten, and this is the little white dog I saw last time..." Le Luo introduced Zhuo Fan one by one.

Introduced to the last two, but they are not small animals.

"This is me," Le Luo said, picking up one dumpling, and then picked up another one and put it next to her. The two dumplings snuggled together with smiling faces, "This is you."

And behind the dumplings are Le Luo's beautiful eyes.

Only then did Zhuo Fan realize that at some point, he and Le Luo became so close and natural, as if they were family members.

"This is a dumpling, and the shape will get mushy after cooking." Zhuo Fan reminded Le Luo.

"Will it be mushy?" Le Luo was startled, and quickly looked at the various shapes of dumplings he had made with his heart.

Sure enough, after the dumplings were cooked, no matter how cute they were, they all changed, and Le Luo couldn't tell which was which.

He stared at the dumplings in the pot a little disappointed, but Zhuo Fan had already picked up one and tasted it, and picked up another one to dissipate the heat before handing it to Leluo's mouth, saying: "Taste is the most important thing, taste it." one time."

Le Luo carefully bit off the dumplings on Zhuofan's chopsticks, tasted it carefully, and found that the taste was very delicious, and the loss disappeared, replaced by a bright smile: "Delicious."