The national husband is married

The weather is getting cold.

Lan Zhou poured the boiled purple rice and red bean porridge from the pot into bowls, divided them into two bowls, put spoons into the bowls one by one, put on insulated gloves, and delivered the warm porridge to the bowl through a thick cotton cloth. On the side table.

The living room is full of steaming aromas of purple rice and red bean porridge.

"Wow, Zhou Zhou, you are really a master at cooking." Shen Suyun gave him a thumbs up, and impatiently took the bowl with his hand, "Hiss, it's so hot..."

He hurriedly blew on his burning fingers with his mouth.

"Be careful... Do you want to add sugar? There are brown sugar, black sugar and white sugar." Lan Zhou brought out her own and sat down beside him, "It's in the kitchen..."

"No, it's better to eat less sugar." Shen Suyun scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew it cool, and put it into his mouth. It was warm, fragrant and delicious, with the original fragrance of purple rice and red beans between his lips and teeth, "delicious , Zhouzhou, you are so virtuous."

Why is the eldest brother so careless?Why did you break up with Zhouzhou?

"You said you were going to play against me today, so I cooked it up." Lan Zhou said with a smile, "Eat more, there are still a lot in the pot."

"It's really easy?" Shen Suyun showed a teasing smile while eating, "Why do I remember that my brother likes to eat this kind of coarse grain porridge the most?"

Lan Zhou's face suddenly stiffened.

He just turned his face away quickly: "What does it have to do with him?"

Seeing him like this, Shen Suyun knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, so he hurriedly laughed: "Well...my brother came back last night, I thought..."

Thought you two were going to meet.

"It has nothing to do with me." Lan Zhou lowered his head, took a spoon to drink the porridge one bite at a time, as if he was not afraid of being scalded, and did not brag.

"Why did you break up?" Shen Suyun didn't understand, the two of them had been on good terms all along, but after the breakup, his brother and Yu Qingyin were not together, so what was the reason? "Should...it's not because of Sister Qing Yin?"

At this moment, Lan Zhou stopped the spoon, looked up at him, lowered his eyes again, stirred the porridge with the spoon in his hand: "Well, it has nothing to do with her, I made it myself."

"what?"

"She called me and said something to me. I think what she said made sense. I asked Su Feng tentatively, but he didn't seem to take it seriously."

"What?"

"It doesn't matter what you say, what matters is that it was indeed verified later."

He and Shen Sufeng were not from the same class. There was a big gap in status, family background, education received since childhood, and friends.

He often went out for filming before, and he and Shen Sufeng got together less often, because he didn't feel any difference.However, some time ago, he rested a lot at home and had a lot of contact with Shen Sufeng, so he gradually discovered it.

For example, Shen Sufeng likes art very much, and also likes to listen to western classical music, but he doesn't know anything about these things, and he always feels embarrassed when listening to him talk about them every day, because he can't speak at all.For another example, when Shen Sufeng found a rare painting by accident, he would tell him excitedly, but he couldn't feel that excitement at all, because he didn't understand the value and significance of this painting to Shen Sufeng.

Forget all of these, the last straw that broke the camel's back was a gathering of friends two weeks ago.

Shen Sufeng has a group of very good friends, most of whom are college classmates or alumni. Since they are all in Shanghai, they will regularly make appointments to have dinner and parties together.Because Lan Zhou was busy with filming and work, he never went to their party.

Shen Sufeng said, let's go to this party together.

Of course, Lan Zhou was very happy. Shen Sufeng was willing to introduce himself to his good friends, which showed that his position in Shen Sufeng's mind was already officially recognized as his future spouse.

So we agreed to go together.

But when he went there, he realized that he was too happy.

Those friends had very different jobs and very different personalities, but they were all very educated and polite.It's just that he basically couldn't get in on the topics they talked about. It didn't mean that they were talking about majors or work. They were just talking about common hobbies-reading, listening to classical music, traveling, photography... However, Lan Zhou Not at all.

One of Shen Sufeng's friends was afraid that he would be left out, and kindly asked him which university he graduated from, but Lanzhou's alma mater, how could he say it in front of the University A they were studying at?

Everyone's expressions were awkward, and the atmosphere became awkward.

Lan Zhou felt that this was simply a public execution of him.

He deeply felt that he was not worthy of Shen Sufeng. This kind of incompatibility was definitely not due to family background or social status, but a mismatch of soul and spirit.

He thought, this is like a doctoral student falling in love with a person with a high school education level. Both of them will feel tired of talking and chatting, right?

Let's stop there.

Before meeting the Shen family's parents, it might be too late to stop.

"Forget it, don't mention it." As Lan Zhou said, he felt that the porridge in his mouth tasted bitter, and he really should add more sugar. "Are you going to try Prince Hui from "Xuanguailu"?"

Shen Suyun saw that he changed the topic, knew that he didn't want to talk more, so she changed the topic tactfully: "Well, you are going too, you won't play roles with me, will you?"

Lan Zhou smiled: "No, I'm going to try the demon monk."

"Mom!" Shen Suyun's big eyes widened, "Are you going to play a demon monk? But the demon monk wants to shave his hair! Your beautiful black hair is going to be bald..."

Lan Zhou's smile was even more open: "What's the matter, man, didn't you play Han Ye before and you were shaved? My appearance will be straight after a month."

"You are really dedicated." Shen Suyun gave him a thumbs up. To be honest, if he was asked to play a demon monk, he had to think about it.

"No, I just like the role of this demon monk. I haven't played a villain for a long time, and I feel that this demon monk is very suitable for me." Lan Zhou rested his chin on one hand, looked at Shen Suyun, "Prince Hui is also quite suitable for you."

"That's right, hehe." Shen Suyun winked at him.

"But I heard that Zuo Qingyi is going to play the emperor..."

"Puff—cough cough." Shen Suyun almost spit out the porridge, but choked himself because he held back, "That Kaolin flower has a poisonous tongue, Zuo Qingyi? I heard that he has a big temper and a very poisonous mouth. There are not many people there." I can bear him, but I don’t know how to become popular.”

"He's a big shot in the film industry, okay? If you aren't popular, you won't have a chance to accept his poisonous tongue." Lan Zhou laughed.

"Hehe, so that means I'm popular, right?"

"Yes, that's right."

"..." Shen Suyun pursed her lips, and said, "Fortunately, you and I are on the same crew this time, and we will accept the poisonous tongue together, so it won't be so miserable hahaha."

A film crew can also create opportunities for his eldest brother to chase his wife, look at how clever I am!