stay away from me [entertainment circle]

It was agreed that Jiang Jianxing and Fu Sui would cook today, and Fu Sui went to take a bath after taking the medicine, so Jiang Jianxing got into the kitchen and drove Lan Dai out by the way.

Lan Dai smiled and told him: "Then why do you call me and Mingxu! Be careful not to burn it when you light the fire. If your feet hurt, rest and let Xiao Fu do more."

"I haven't eaten meals cooked by young people yet."

Ke Mingxu cheerfully went to deal with the old hen he had bought, and echoed Lan Dai's words: "There is also old hen soup! You can only drink it at night! Xiao Jiang, can you do your craft! No, let me do it! Such a fresh old hen Not many in the city!"

Jiang Jianxing poked out half of his head from the kitchen window, raised his eyebrows and said, "Mr. Ke, how can you say that boys are not good?"

Ke Mingxu: "...hahahahahaha!"

Lan Dai was speechless: "Okay, don't tease the young people so much, hurry up and your old hen will spread its wings and fly high."

As he spoke, he pointed to the very free old hen in Ke Mingxu's hand.

Meng Xiaoyin couldn't help laughing, she entered the kitchen and followed Jiang Jianxing and asked guiltily, "Brother Xiao Jiang, what can I do to help? Although I don't know how to cook, I can do laundry and so on."

She was supposed to go together in the morning, but she didn't expect to get up. She came late yesterday because she couldn't get used to the hard bed and didn't sleep until early in the morning. She felt ashamed like this, let alone today, Teacher Lan Even called her.

Jiang Jianxing was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Sister Meng, then you can help wash those vegetables, and chop some onions, ginger and garlic, is that okay?"

He has no habit of not letting girls work, after all, he asked for it himself.

Meng Xiaoyin breathed a sigh of relief.

A few years ago, when Jiang Jianxing had no money, he helped in the back kitchen of the hotel. Although he had never tried it, he could learn something by himself after seeing the chef too much. The pork belly he bought did not let the butcher sell it. Chop, but cut into pieces by yourself, cut off the remaining skin on the meat, and then cut into suitable sizes. When holding the knife, the sleeves of the sweater were rolled up for convenience, and the hair was tied into a ponytail, silver-white hair His hair had already started to fade because he hadn't touched up the color for a few days, but it was not surprising. On the contrary, it made his rare makeup-free skin even whiter, and the profile of his face was reflected more delicately under the bright light of the kitchen.

While washing, Meng Xiaoyin accidentally looked up and saw his profile, and then couldn't lower her head.

Before she came, her agent had told him that there was a little idol who was "forced" into this show. Someone on her agent was well-informed, so she must have heard something, and they were all from the circle. Meng Xiao Of course Yin understood what the word meant, and this was not uncommon, and she had nothing against it.She had seen Jiang Jianxing's photo at the manager's place, and she asked if the real person was really so good-looking. After all, which idol doesn't have makeup or P pictures now, the effect of stage makeup and lighting fusion is completely different from that of off stage Individuals, not everyone is Fu Sui.

But after meeting the real person... She applied two masks last night.

She is not a few years older than Jiang Jianxing, why is her skin so much worse?

Meng Xiaoyin was in a daze when her sight was suddenly blocked.

She froze for a moment, and when she raised her head, she met Fu Sui's eyes looking at her.

Seems a little... cold?

But Fu Sui usually looks like this?

Meng Xiaoyin hurriedly lowered her head, feeling a little ashamed. After all, she is also the queen of idol dramas who has worked with so many male stars, so why is she just staring at the profile of a little boy in a daze.

"Make braised pork first?" Fu Sui casually glanced at the messy stove.

Although Jiang Jianxing knew how to cook, he really didn't bother to tidy up. He threw things away after digging them out.

Fu Sui had just taken a shower, his hair was half dry, and he still smelled of shower gel. As soon as he approached Jiang Jianxing, he stopped cutting meat.

"Why are you in a daze?" Seeing that he stopped, Fu Sui took a piece of ginger and a knife, and his movements were very skillful.

Although the kitchen is not small, but the stove is not big, two people crowded here to cut things will inevitably touch each other, Jiang Jianxing originally asked Meng Xiaoyin to go to the table to chop onions, ginger and garlic, but it was replaced by Fu Sui, When the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

Whatever Fu Sui wanted to do, he was not qualified to ask for it.

He continued to cut the meat as if nothing happened just now, "Stew the meat first."

The stewing time of braised pork is a little longer than that of stir-frying, and you can do other things while stewing.

Fu Sui hummed, "Piece or silk?"

Jiang Jianxing said, "Let's make a film."

So easy to pick out.

Fu Sui knew how to cook before, he seems to be able to do everything, and his movements are very smooth when cutting ginger.

"When did you learn how to cook?" Fu Sui asked naturally, swiping his knife under the water.

It sounds like a very common question. After all, it is not surprising that they don't know each other.

"Two years ago." Jiang Jianxing paused, then laughed again, "When you go out to work, you have to support yourself. I'm picky about food. When I didn't have a manager, I couldn't get used to outside food, so I had to cook it myself. La."

"How about you, senior?"

While talking, the actions of his subordinates did not stop. After rinsing the meat again, it can be cooked in the pot first.

It's not a lie.

What he wrote in his resume was that he worked hard alone for a few years and had an idol dream... although it sounds ridiculous.

Hearing his address, Fu Sui's face turned cold, and it took a while before he smiled and answered him: "A long time ago."

His tone was not very good.

Jiang Jianxing's heart skipped a beat.

This should be a taboo subject.

Fu Sui's cooking skills were learned for him.

When he was in high school, Jiang Jianxing couldn't get used to the school food. Either he thought it was salty or bland, or it didn't feel fresh. It was also at that time that he suffered from a stomach problem. When his stomach hurt for the first time, he shrank with red eyes. Scolding Fu Sui in his arms.

Fu Sui had no choice but to order takeaway for Jiang Jianxing at first, but Jiang Jianxing wanted to eat something made by him himself. Fu Sui was pampered since he was a child, and his fingers were not touched by spring water, and those hands were used to touch musical instruments and write lyrics Qu, it is unlikely to be contaminated with oily smoke.Jiang Jianxing was just trying to make trouble for him, but he didn't expect Fu Suizhen to learn it.

Later, once Fu Sui was free, he would make a lunch box for him to take to school.

Jiang Jianxing poked his neck to show off to everyone, this is what my brother made for me.

At that time, the classmates were naive, they didn't know that this brother was not his real brother, and they only said that they envied him for having a brother.

Only Jiang Jianxing knew.

Jiang Jianxing said in a daze, and just about to change the topic, Fu Sui went on to say, "I learned it for one person."

The cameras installed in the kitchen immediately turned towards Fu Sui as if they heard some gossip, waiting for him to write.

This "person" is definitely not an ordinary person anyway!The following directors were all excited!

Jiang Jianxing's eyelids twitched, and he subconsciously called out, "Senior Fu Sui."

Fu Sui lowered his head to wash the onions, not paying any attention to him.

Jiang Jianxing's heart sank suddenly.

Why on earth did he throw this sensitive topic to Fu Sui just now!

Fu Sui's temper has turned up, and he can really do anything.

"Who is it?" Just when Jiang Jianxing felt that he was going to be tricked to death by himself, Meng Xiaoyin smiled and squeezed over and put the washed dishes on the stove, "I'll gossip for the program team, Is it your first girlfriend? How early is this? Junior high school or high school?"

"I can't see that Mr. Fu still has this paragraph."

Of course Meng Xiaoyin didn't want to rescue Jiang Jianxing, she couldn't see Jiang Jianxing's expression at all, it was purely an actor's sensitivity to the camera.

She also has to be photographed.

Jiang Jianxing shook his hand to start the lighter, but failed.

I just felt my back was sweating.

After a while, Fu Suicai replied, "No."

Meng Xiaoyin sighed in disappointment.

Fortunately, Fu Sui didn't take her words as a deaf ear, otherwise it would be embarrassing.

Submerge the meat in cold water, sprinkle with sliced ​​ginger, chopped green onion, garlic, and cooking wine, and cover the pot.

Before long, the water began to boil.

When Ke Mingxu came in with the processed old hen, the braised pork had already started to be fried and stewed, and the kitchen was filled with the smell of meat.

Seeing that Fu Sui and Jiang Jianxing were occupying a wok and cutting vegetables while Meng Xiaoyin was sent to watch the fire, sitting there bored and started biting her nails, she couldn't help laughing, "It really smells like life."

Although it is winter, the kitchen is warm.

He originally felt that he couldn't get along with young people, and if it wasn't for accompanying Lan Dai, he wouldn't have come to participate in this variety show.

But now that I think about it, it seems pretty good.

Jiang Jianxing's face was flushed by the fire, his face was covered with sweat, and he turned his head to look at him, his eyes lit up, "This old hen looks really good!"

Ke Mingxu chuckled: "Yeah, Xiao Fu will pick it. Even here, it's hard to buy such a good-looking one. I really can't see that Xiao Fu has such a good eye."

Jiang Jianxing stopped talking.

So what did Fu Sui do when he disappeared? He turned around and didn't see the old hen seller.

Fu Sui stopped chopping vegetables and smiled slightly, "Let me wash it."

Ke Mingxu sighed: "Forget it, forget it, you are busy with your work, I will handle this, I am good at making soup, just let my wife drink two more sips at night."

"Teacher Ke is so kind to Teacher Lan." Meng Xiaoyin sighed.

As far as she knows, Lan Dai and Ke Mingxu have been married for a long time without children, but their relationship has always been very stable. At the beginning, Lan Dai retired for Ke Mingxu without hesitation in order to have a child, but after so many years without any news, she chose to come back again. This kind of emotion is rare in the entertainment industry.

"That's why you little girl will find a man as good as me in the future." Ke Mingxu joked without retorting at all: "So is Xiao Jiang."

Jiang Jianxing, who was raised inexplicably, said, "Huh?"

He froze for a moment, "I'm looking for a girl too, Mr. Ke, you can't treat me like this just because I'm good-looking."

Ke Mingxu also realized that he had said something wrong, and coughed, "Talking fast for a while, don't play this paragraph, don't broadcast this paragraph!"

Jiang Jianxing breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately.

Until dinner, Fu Sui didn't say a word again.