I became popular after marrying a rebel

After the meal, Mr. Singer was washing the dishes. Mr. MC and the fellow aunts surrounded him happily, watching him carve white radishes.

Wen Ya took a fruit knife in his hand, peeled off a section of radish, and said, "I'm not used to the single-edged knife."

MC teacher said: "Have you worked in a restaurant before?"

Wen Ya didn't know how to explain it, so he just smiled and got away with it.He knows that this thing is purely idle. People who are used to surfing the Internet will never be able to imagine how boring a person can be without the Internet all year round.

When Changfeng was a child, he had a dagger with a thin blade. Later, as he grew older, the sword was discarded, so he took it out and used it to plan wood for fun.

The wood is too hard, although the sword has not been imbued with spirit, it is still a good sword, after two months of planing, the edge of the sword will not be good.Later, Chang Feng couldn't find his little sword and asked him. Wen Ya felt guilty, so he had to take the dagger back to the sword stove and polish it again.One winter festival, he sliced ​​white radish into lotus flowers and placed them on the ice pond one by one.

Even raw radish has a pungent smell, and the sword is stained after planing too much, and it can't be wiped off with snow.

Chang Feng wondered why his dagger always smelled hot, and later learned that Wen Ya had taken the sword to plan carrots, so he was so angry that he ignored him all afternoon.

It took a while to carve a flower, and the singer teacher came back after washing the dishes. There was no process to go on the show, so everyone sat and chatted together.

The fellow aunt knew the singer teacher, hummed a few words of his songs, and said that she always saw him on TV, but she didn't know Wen Ya.

Teacher MC smiled and asked, "Auntie, what do you think Xiao Wen does?"

The fellow auntie also looked at Wen Ya with a smile, and said, "At first, I felt like a student. She looks quite refined, and looks a little younger than my girl. But if you look carefully, she is quite mature in her speech, and will Work, it’s our big guy from the Northeast—”

"I look like an actor, but I haven't seen it on TV much"

Wen Ya nodded, and said with a smile: "Yes, Auntie. The play I acted in was not shown on TV."

The fellow aunt comforted him and said: "It's popular to watch online dramas now, it's okay, you can be popular even if you don't go on TV."

Wen Ya was happy, and felt that the fellow auntie was too cute.

After he finished carving a flower, he collected the waste materials and placed the flower on the table. Then he wanted to take another piece of radish. Mr. MC picked up the flower and looked at it, a little amazed, "You are a real folk!" Artisans."

The fellow aunt also liked it very much, and joked: "It's okay for you to go to the old mother-in-law's house in the future, and you have to take down the old mother-in-law who is so tricky."

Seeing the singer teacher sitting on the side honestly, he teased the singer teacher and said: "You can wash dishes, you are fine."

Wen Ya wandered and recalled Changfeng's mother in his previous life—the daughter of the demon master, who was half a ghost, and was said to have a violent temper. He failed to protect her child. If she was still alive, would it be useful for him to carve radish flowers? ?

In this life, he does know that born in Sichuan and grew up in Hong Kong, a magazine girl in the 90s, Miss Hong Kong, the era when martial arts dramas were popular, she was so beautiful that she could play the role of the first beauty in the world and she was convincing, just look at the interviewer's bright eyes and good looks , kind and love to laugh, I don't know if she passed the test well.

The recording was coming to an end, and the program group, as usual, gave the fellow aunt a can of water from her hometown and a bag of soil from her hometown. When the fellow aunt saw them off, she hugged him and said, "Auntie, go back and watch the TV series you filmed. I wish you good luck in your future career." It's booming."

Wen Ya felt warm in his heart, as if seeing a relative.On the return trip, I intermittently dreamed of my distant childhood on the plane, thinking of the midsummer night, he was sitting upright on the small bench, his cousin was asleep in the crib, the animation city on the small box TV was over, and my aunt was in the pool Washing dishes next to him, there was a smell of detergent in the air, the uncle came in after smoking a cigarette, sat down on the mat, picked up the remote control to change the channel, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and secretly told him that he gave He bought Sprite ice and kept it in the freezer.

When he opened his eyes, the plane had already started to land. He recalled the dream just now, and thought in his heart that he was going to get married. Although it has no legal effect in China, he still had to tell his family well. There should be no time to be distracted, at least until she finishes the exam.

His situation is different from that of Makino, and his family is not that troublesome—although he is no longer the breadwinner, the elders always feel ashamed of him, and he has lived independently away from home for many years, so he has never paid more attention to his emotional life To interfere, it is enough to hope that the other party treats him well.In this way, Makino definitely met expectations and far exceeded expectations, but the issue of gender probably took them a while to digest.

It was almost ten o'clock when Wen Ya returned home. The gay cats, Squirtle and Guagua, were huddled together in a cat bed. The cats look loving and peaceful, and it seems that the door-to-door service for feeding and changing water takes good care of them.Wen Ya changed to a lower-brightness porch lamp. After taking a shower, he always didn't want to blow-dry his hair. He felt that his hair wasn't too long, and it dried after a while, and then let it out against the wetness.

He sat on the bed and glanced at his phone. Xiao Nie made a voice call when he just took a shower, but he didn't answer it.Looking at his circle of friends a few days ago, he should be in the variety show with the theme of poor music travel that he said before recording in France. He is busy calculating expenses and earning travel expenses every day. , but the blue silk-like sea in the photo is really beautiful, and I don't know why I contacted him at this time.

Wen Ya sent him an emoji of "I'm coming, catch it" and a few minutes later, Nie Yuankai replied, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Wen Ya:? !

Lost?Met a bad guy?Need money urgently?

Wen Ya hurriedly called him, and there was a particularly hoarse voice on the other side, even like Snow White's stepmother, "Hello? Brother?"

Wen Ya: "..." Who are you?

Wen Ya said, "You turn on the camera!"

The other said: "What are you doing... OK, brother, wait a moment!"

A fair-skinned young man with not much tan was reflected in the camera, his face was very close to the camera, and he said a little silly: "Brother?"

Wen Ya breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he thought his account had been hacked just now, and asked amusedly and sympathetically, "Why is your voice like this? Let's hang up typing?"

Nie Yuankai sighed heartbroken and said, "It's okay, but I'm a little dumb."

Wen Ya shook his head, this is not a bit dumb.

After all, the singer's voice can't be sloppy, so Nie Yuankai obediently hung up the video call and switched to typing with him.

[KNIGHT-Nie Yuankai]: Brother, let me tell you [cover your face][cover your face][cover your face].

[KNIGHT-Nie Yuankai]: I am not recording "The Adventures of a Singer".

[KNIGHT-Nie Yuankai]: Then this issue is about national style.I'm not a student of folk music. If I could sing, it's okay. I can also sing "Bai Suzhen at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain".But the problem now is that I can't sing at all.

[KNIGHT-Nie Yuankai]: [Crazy.gif]

[Wen Ya]: What kind of human suffering is this [cover face].

[Wen Ya]: Didn't the program team give a solution?

[KNIGHT-Nie Yuankai]: I found a partner to form a team. Among my teammates, Yu En is a student of folk music, but he is filming [Bitter].

[KNIGHT-Nie Yuankai]: Brother, have you finished?

[Wen Ya]: Alright, let's just say it [cover face], where are you, what time is it, I'll see if I can go there.

[KNIGHT-Nie Yuankai]:! ! !

[KNIGHT-Nie Yuankai]: Brother, we will be at Nice train station, and I will play the piano at the station!Poke me anytime you can!

[KNIGHT-Nie Yuankai]: Then I hurriedly asked the boss to help me pick up the reduced word spectrum!

Wen Ya did some research. Nice Bay of Angels is very close to Cannes, less than an hour's drive. It is a holy place for art. If it is time, I have to ask Muye about the schedule. I can't go to play under his influence. When the time comes He left himself and ran.

It was eleven o'clock, and he called Muye, but Muye didn't answer, and he didn't know if he was busy—he should be returning to Beijing tomorrow, and he had to go back to school the day after tomorrow. All the rest of his scenes were transferred to the end. After all, the Palme d'Or was shortlisted for the main competition, and the red carpet had to go.

Mu Ye didn't answer the call, so Wen Ya could only call Xiao Nie and explain that he would reply tomorrow. After waking up, Gua Gua ran to the end of the bed, wanting to sleep with him.

Wen Ya hugged it to the bed, and thought that the Squirrel would come over after a while, and the two cats would cover him, so he wouldn't need to cover himself with the quilt.

Speaking of which, Jenny Turtle is really a cat that has never been seen outside. In just a few days, it has already swaggered at home, as if it is a master. Ye Fei said that his friend did not raise it well, so he didn’t know it Why is there no way to raise it, Wen Ya felt that he was too familiar with it.

But a son-in-law is half a son, and he should be familiar with it.

Wen Ya was amused in his heart, hugged Guagua and closed his eyes and fell asleep.

He hadn't slept for a long time, and felt that something was pressing down on his arm from behind. Wen Ya subconsciously thought that the Squirrel had also climbed up, and it would be fatal to weigh more than ten kilograms, so he quickly wanted to move it to the other side After pushing, he reached out and touched the hard bridge of the nose, and his wrist was caught in his hand.

Before Wen Ya opened his eyes, he turned over to hug him, and said slowly, "Why did you slip away early again?"

Makino said: "Call work early. I am not active when I go home, and I have problems with my thinking."

Wen Ya rubbed his eyes, and couldn't help laughing when he heard him use such silly and outdated Internet buzzwords, and asked with a smile: "Want to eat late at night? The shrimp I bought last time was only for your son-in-law to eat eight." , all the rest were peeled off, and dozens of small wontons were frozen—"

Makino stared at his lips, not knowing why, but thought he was so cute when he said the word "Little Wonton", so he pressed down on the back of his head and kissed him.