[Entertainment circle] What's the use of laying fat eggs

"Come on, Xiao Che, eat this."

Jin Yuheng who was next to him kindly helped him pick up a piece of beef. Tian Jiuguo, who was sitting on the right, saw this scene. He seemed to be a bit appreciative, and his cheeks bulged accordingly. Not to be outdone, he picked up a few slices of potatoes with his chopsticks. All the brains were stuffed into Jiang Mingche's bowl.

It was just a cut in one hand, and it was far from the point where he couldn't take care of himself. Jiang Mingche was caught in the middle, and he always had the illusion that he was in the center of the storm.He really didn't want to face such a terrifying Shura field, so he quickly said, "It's okay, I'll do it myself."

"You're hurt and don't move."

Tian Jiuguo and Jin Yuheng turned their heads at the same time, and said to Jiang Mingche.The latter was choked by the sudden but useless tacit understanding between the two, and didn't know what to say for a while. Seeing the two naive brothers start to stare at each other again, Jiang Mingche used his still intact paw , hugged his job, and quietly stepped back.

Seeing this, Pu Zhixuan waved to him quickly. Jiang Mingche wanted to move over quietly, but just after he moved less than half his body, Jin Haoheng suddenly turned his head to look at him: "Xiao Che, where are you going?"

Tian Jiuguo also looked over when he heard the words, and saw that he was holding his rice bowl, looking like he was ready to run away at any time, and raised his eyebrows: "If your hand is injured, don't run around. Tell me what you want to eat, and I will help you pinch it."

Facing the eyes of these two, Jiang Mingche actually felt a little guilty for no reason. He sneered, but he didn't dare to sneak away again, and silently returned to his seat with his small bowl.

Except for the fact that being in the center of the Shura field made him feel very awkward, everything was perfect. The wound on the finger of his left hand did not affect his feasting. The brothers fought under the guise of fighting for favor, but it was his stomach that benefited. Everyone brought food for him, and a small bowl was filled to the brim with all kinds of food.

"Brother, you can't drink this soup. It's all red oil and chili. It's very spicy and your stomach won't be able to stand it."

Koreans’ love for rice with soup has probably been written in their bones. Seeing that Jin Shuozhen took out a spoon from nowhere and was about to scoop up a spoonful of soup from a red oil pan and pour it into the rice, he quickly stopped it.

Jin Shuo really took a sip. The authentic Sichuan hot pot tastes really spicy. Korean tastes are sweet and spicy. I was really not used to the authentic Sichuan taste at first, but eating hot pot with iced drinks The feeling of deliciousness is really impressive, not to mention that even if you can't stand the spicy, there are also sweet and sour tomato pots to choose from.

"This hot pot is delicious, the only pity is that there is too little meat."

With sharp eyes, Jiang Mingche noticed that there was still a piece of fish that slipped through the net in the pot. He quickly picked up the chopsticks with his uninjured paw, picked up the last piece of beef and handed it to Jin Shuozhen's lips.

"Brother, eat this."

Jin Shuozhen was not prepared to be polite to him, he smiled and said thank you to his baby cub, ahhh he bit it.

Min Yoongi originally wanted to try the red oil pot, but since he had recovered from appendicitis not long ago, he was in need of recuperation, and Zheng Haoxi stared at him, and he couldn't even touch a chili pepper.

Everyone enjoyed a hot pot meal, but when washing the dishes at the end, some contradictions appeared.Jiang Mingche wanted to help, and originally wanted to sneak into the kitchen with him, but Jin Nanjun, who discovered it in time, forcibly pulled him out before his hand touched the bowl.

"The injured are not allowed to move."

To avoid being bewitched by the child's wet eyes and softening his heart, Jin Nanjun threw him directly into Zheng Haoxi's arms. "Haoxi, watch carefully, this kid is not obedient even if he is injured."

The latter nodded with a smile, and reached out to gently pinch his cheek.Jiang Mingche was really not used to this sticky way of getting along with each other, so he carefully broke away from his brother's arms, and sat down beside him honestly, chatting with each other, and happened to talk about the New Year's holiday.

Every new year, the company will give two or three days off to the members who have worked hard for a whole year. Jiang Mingche is Chinese. It is inconvenient to go back and forth during such a short vacation. As usual, this year he is planning to stay in the dormitory.

If he was the only one, the brothers would definitely be worried. Fortunately, apart from him, there was also Min Yoongi staying in the dormitory.This brother's craftsmanship is also very good. It shouldn't be a problem to support himself and a younger brother. There are still a lot of ramen noodles in the cabinet, and the cooking noodles are the same.

Jiang Mingche yawned, barely pulled himself together and finished washing, and almost couldn't wait to go back to the room and fell down on his small bed.He hugged a rabbit doll, curled up into a ball and fell asleep.

Early the next morning.The boy on the bed subconsciously rubbed the pillow in his arms, and opened his eyes in a daze. He raised his hand and gently wiped the corners of his eyes. The tears falling on his fingertips made him dazed for a moment. He vaguely felt that he seemed to be doing something. Had a very strange dream.

Everything in the dream has become blurred, and I barely remember it, but I only remember that there seem to be many, many beautiful eustoma flowers there, but I don’t know why, when I think about it, I always feel sour and sad.

He shook his head, put all those messy thoughts behind him, lifted the quilt and stood up.Jiang Mingche glanced back, most of the beds in the dormitory were basically empty, and everyone should have packed up their things and returned home early in the morning. In such a big dormitory, at this moment, besides himself, only the other people are still sleeping soundly on the bed Min Yoongi.

It was a holiday after all, Jiang Mingche couldn't bear to disturb him, so he sat down in the living room with his mobile phone after washing.There is a lot of stock in the cabinet next to the living room. Jiang Mingche's finger injury is still not healed, and he can't make breakfast right now, so he simply boiled a glass of milk for himself and barely mixed it with his favorite chocolate sandwich biscuits. meal.

"A Min Minzi: Is Little Che up? My brother is already home, let me know if you want anything, and I'll bring you some specialties from Busan! @点击刻送生条汤"

Jiang Mingche drank the last sip of milk with a straw, picked up his phone and replied: "Just finished breakfast, milk and biscuits are crispy! Brother brought some pickles back? I miss Auntie's craftsmanship!"

Having lived in this country of kimchi for so many years, Jiang Mingche's favorite Korean food besides rice cakes is spicy cabbage.Although for him, a native of Sichuan, this chili is not really appealing, but the sweet and spicy taste is very good. The pickles in the refrigerator at home are basically made by the mothers of the members, and the tastes are different. , but they are all Jiang Mingche's favorite.

It's rare for my baby to ask for it, and Pu Zhixuan immediately agreed. It's not difficult at all. Besides, since I learned that he will go home this New Year's holiday, my mother has already started preparing. As for kimchi, there are quite a lot of things. It is more than enough to take it back to feed the younger brother who is waiting to be fed.

"A son named Jin Kimchi is so delicious: Xiao Che, do you want to eat strawberries? I went to grandma's house, there are a lot of strawberries here! [Share pictures]"

Jin Yunheng sent a photo. He was wearing a farmer's uniform and standing in front of the strawberry field. The strawberry in his hand was big and red, which looked very attractive.Jiang Mingche didn't pick any fruit, and he didn't like anything in particular. He could eat whatever he had. Seeing this, he thought about it and agreed.

With Jiu Wu leading the way, the rest of the members also erupted, saying that they would bring back some local specialties or home-made delicious food.

Looking through the chat records just now, Jiang Mingche couldn't help smiling because of the feeling of being cared for and taken care of by others. He clutched his chest, and the haze of the past has long since receded, even if the future fate is unavoidable , he will still cherish the happy time at this moment.

He can't enjoy the kindness of the members to him with peace of mind, the more he is like this, the more tense he is, and if he is lucky enough to be reborn, he naturally wants to make up for the regret as much as possible.

Those sad or painful things that happened in the past, he tried his best to avoid through his own efforts. This is the case with Hongmen Banquet, and the same is true of Brother Yunqi's appendicitis not long ago. He, a little butterfly with memories of two lives, When I flap my wings, I still have a little change in my future development.

Maybe the accident that almost changed his life at the beginning could also be avoided?

Jiang Mingche didn't know, he sighed softly, wanted to get up to go to the bathroom, when he heard a creak, the bedroom door was pushed open, and Min Yoongi, with his messy hair and half-closed eyes, walked out with a sleepy look.

He yawned and asked vaguely, "Xiao Che got up? Have you had breakfast?"

Jiang Mingche nodded: "I ate milk and biscuits." Last night, this brother seemed to stay up late and work late again. He paused and asked, "What do you want for breakfast? Do you want me to help?"

Min Yoongi waved his hand and refused: "No, I'm very tired right now. I brush my teeth and go to the bathroom to go back to sleep. I bought too many hot pot ingredients yesterday, and I have some left over. I'll give it to you at noon. Make it delicious."

Except for the inability to eat seafood, and the fact that he refuses parsley, Jiang Mingche can eat some of the rest, and he is a pretty easy-to-raise cub.Min Yoongi returned to the room right now, and Jiang Mingche had nothing else to do, so he simply huddled in the living room alone, holding the laptop computer kindly provided by Brother Yunqi, and watched the video out of boredom.

I had watched the movie a long time ago, and there was no one else around. It was really boring to watch alone. Jiang Mingche was not interested, so he simply searched for instructional videos on Youtube. While there was still time, he could somewhat enrich himself.Taking out the posture that he used to take the surprise exam to get into the university, Jiang Mingche watched the video and took notes carefully, and practiced his oral English in a low voice according to what the other party said.

He studied so much that he forgot to sleep and eat, and when Min Yoongi finally came back to sleep, what he saw was Jiang Mingche holding the computer and wearing earphones, still muttering something in a low voice.He thought that the kid would watch some animations with the computer, or at least some movies. He didn't want to wait until he got closer. After seeing the screen clearly, he couldn't help but fell silent.

He had been sitting by the side watching silently. Jiang Mingche was completely absorbed in his studies and did not notice his existence.When the lesson was finally over, Min Yoongi stretched out his hand unhurriedly, patted Jiang Mingche on the shoulder, and sighed deeply:

"It would be great if Xiaoguo could have the attitude of you obsessed with studying."

He sighed softly, as if thinking of something, he turned his head to look at Jiang Mingche: "Xiaoguo should also be enrolled in high school, so you have to worry about it then."

Jiang Mingche nodded, then turned around suddenly and took out a thick pile of test paper guidance books from his schoolbag, raised his lips and smiled gently: "It's okay, I will let Xiaoguo have an unforgettable high school career."

"Ah-"

A Mr. Tian who did not want to be named touched his nose subconsciously. He didn't know what kind of hell-level dungeon he was about to face after enrolling. He didn't take it seriously and continued to play the game.