Rebirth of Ten Thousand Years

When I got home, I quickly changed my clothes, sat at the dining table, and stared at the chef serving snacks. Although the food was served with milk, everything still looked so perfect!This is life!

When the cook finished serving the dim sum, I couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks and gobble it up.tasty!tasty!It is so delicious!I was so moved that the corners of my eyes almost got wet, and the milk that Junhao handed me when I was about to choke, everything was perfect!

"Master Ivan?" Li Jian's voice came from the living room, I shook my ears, why did Xiao Fanfan come here?Could it be... I looked at the delicacies on this table, and my heart ached to speed up my eating, I picked up a bowl full, and I also gave Junhao a few as gifts.Although there are a lot of portions, they are no match for Ivan's big eater. Can a person who can eat two meals at noon and not feel full be called a normal eater? !

"Ah, let me just say, Mu Zhong, why did you sneak away so fast! You don't call me if you have something delicious, you are not enough friends! Fortunately, I am smart and ran over by myself." Ivan completely ignored my hatred With my eyes, I picked up a crab roe bun in my bowl and ate it with big mouthfuls.

"Aren't you going to get the one in the side?!" I quickly stuffed the two custard buns into my mouth, protected the bowl with my hand, chewed hard, and ruthlessly used my eyes and out-of-voice words. He scolded Ivan severely.

"Huh? Crab roe buns, the taste is very authentic! Huangji's, right? When the old man is free, I will ask you to drink morning tea. His tea making skills are amazing. Puff haha... you don't, use milk What to eat with it?!" Ivan curled his lips, looked at the food in my bowl with regret, took the chopsticks brought by the cook, picked up the cloud cake and ate it cheerfully.

"This is called a trend! Wait until you are taller than me, and then laugh at me for drinking milk!" I held Junhao's hand and drank a big mouthful of milk before swallowing all the buns with difficulty.Look, are you choking? !I don’t even have to drink milk—why, when I was about to laugh, the cook appeared beside Ivan respectfully holding a cup of tea, not caring about the atmosphere? !

"Cough... I said you can't be eating...cough...don't say such funny things...cough..." Ivan met my eyes while drinking water, and accidentally choked again. Coughing violently, I still didn't forget to refute me, "What does it mean to be taller than you... I am obviously... taller than you... okay!"

"Xiao Fanfan, you are wrong!" I sat up straight seriously, put my chopsticks on the chopstick rest, put my hands together, and said in an extremely serious tone, "If you remove the height of your bristling hair, I will But it is 0.5 centimeters taller than you. Do you know how many cups of milk you need to drink to break through 0.5 centimeters?!"

"How much?!" Ivan asked twitching with a smothered smile.

"I haven't done any specific statistics, but that's not the point!" I glanced sympathetically at Ivan, who could no longer hear what is called a rhetorical question, and emphasized again, "The point is the 0.5 centimeter."

"Ah, 0.5 centimeters!" Ivan snatched a piece of rice roll from my bowl when I was sitting upright, dipped it in soy sauce, chewed it intoxicated, and compared the length of about one centimeter with his index finger. He said slowly, "It's less than one centimeter, which is enough to be ignored. Besides, the height measurement also has a relatively accurate value, and the difference of about two centimeters is normal!"

Poor rice rolls—it just entered Ivan's stomach!That was the last piece I picked up from the plate, it seems that Jun Hao still has it!I looked sadly at the silent Jun Hao, stared at the piece of rice roll he was holding up, and swallowed.Junhao smiled softly at me, then took a bite of it very gently, and then another bite, until I bit the remaining half...

"I thought Xiao Mu didn't like it." Junhao pretended to be surprised and let go of his chopsticks. Under my angry gaze, he picked up the shrimp dumplings in the bowl and fed them to my mouth. In order to be easy to support, eat less rice rolls and eat more other pastries."

For the sake of shrimp dumplings, just temporarily forget Junhao's actions just now!I nodded in satisfaction, and continued to bury my head in eating hard, not giving any chance to Ivan, who was smiling like a thief, to grab food.I finally got rid of Ivan, the 'God of Plague', and I lay on the sofa enjoying myself, letting daddy Junhao rub my stomach that was about to burst—if it wasn't for Ivan, I wouldn't have eaten so violently... Well, he was called back by a call from his old man, otherwise my stomach will be tossed hard!

"Would you like to go to Mr. Wu's to get you some stomach medicine?" Just when I was drowsy, Jun Hao asked suddenly.

"No! I finally don't need to take medicine tonight." I frowned, and replied without hesitation, "It'll be fine if you rub it, it's already much more comfortable."

"Don't just remember to eat in the future, but occasionally think about whether your stomach can still hold it." Jun Hao sighed, and said dumbfoundedly.

"It's all that bastard Xiao Fanfan, who always grabs food from my bowl, and accidentally overeats." The lesson of grabbing food with Xu Yi on the set last time is still vivid in my memory, today, I have actually restrained a lot up.Well, it's more joyful to be with Xu Yi for things like grabbing food!

Finally, the filming of this 13-character role was over, and I just wanted to stay at home and have a good rest, but as soon as Junhao left, Ma Daha came to the door. "Uncle Ma!" I greeted Ma Daha resentfully, "It's so early!"

"Xiao Mu! I heard from Lin Qian that the filming on your side was over. Didn't Director Jiao just ask this question? If he accidentally slipped his tongue, he came over and invited you over." Ma Daha nodded towards Li Jian, Then he smiled at me wretchedly, "The main actor can't always adjust all the schedules for you alone, can he?"

"Uncle Ma! I didn't see that I was lying down!" I lazily propped my head on my hands, changed a TV program, and complained, "I'm a sick number, a sick number!" In the middle of last night, I started to have a stomachache again. Those who failed to escape Mr. Wu had delivered the medicine to Li Jian a long time ago.

"Sick of your head! You want to fool your Uncle Ma with your acting skills?!" Ma Daha saw Li Jian went to the next room, immediately changed his dog-legged expression, and sat down on the sofa next to me, curled up. Holding Erlang's legs, he was hesitating whether to kick me, "Hurry up, pack up, follow me to the crew, when the filming is over and when will I be released."

"No! Today is a day off, and I can do nothing but rest!" I firmly refused.It's a pity that Ma Daha is the ancestor of this line of work compared to rascals... In the end, I arrived at the long-lost brother crew under the escort of Li Jian with a painful expression on my face.

"Ah, Xiao Mu, long time no see, how are you doing?" Ma Daha carried him for a distance, and met the sunny boy who was wheeling a wooden stick.

This dimple looks familiar, and speaking of which, I still owe him an egg fried rice!Ah, I remembered, it was Xiao Bin. "Ha, it's okay." I smiled embarrassingly. It seems that the reason for postponing the shooting was that the bad old man passed away-received so many sympathetic looks, maybe they thought I was at home for so long. ?Calculating carefully, in fact, I have been sad for less than 24 hours. This gap...

"Xiao Mu! You're finally back!" A ridiculously thin stick-shaped figure suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, holding my hand excitedly, "If you don't come back again, I finally received it!" That new character is about to die, thank God! Come on, Xiao Mu, let us work hard together and finish filming this scene as soon as possible!"

"Calm down! Calm down! I'm back already!" I slapped the bamboo pole's hand away, and the nickname matched the name of the person, so it was easy to remember.Really, I only thought about it for a few seconds!And Hei Zi on the opposite side, hey, I definitely remember the name correctly!With such an enthusiastic welcome, the depression that Ma Daha dragged me here finally disappeared a little bit. It was just a few rounds of sticks—oh, no, it was a machete, chopping people or something, it was too simple!

"Xiao Mu is here. You should practice with Xiao Bin and the others first to find a sense of rapport. I will communicate with the leading actors and see if there is any time in the afternoon to rehearse together. The movements are still the same as before, without any changes. Sister Zhao, the action director, greeted in surprise, and then grabbed the little girl who was about the same height as me, "This is Lulu, she will be your substitute during this time, you can communicate well Lulu, Xiao Mu will leave it to you, don't let Auntie down." After speaking, Sister Zhao patted Lulu's shoulder heavily, turned and left.

"Hello, little brother Mu." Lulu bowed to me respectfully.

"Hi." I nodded with a smile.As expected of Sister Zhao's niece, she is equally heroic; I suddenly had a very ominous premonition, and always felt that the future was dark.

"Then let's go over there to practice first. Brother Xiaobing and I will practice the movements together. Brother Mu, you can remember it well." Lulu suggested very considerately.

"Ha... good!" I nodded again with deep understanding, and under the gaze of Ma Daha, I walked towards the group of four waving wooden sticks with bold steps.In the future, it's better to just refuse to play, it's a lot of trouble!I silently swear in my heart that no matter how tall the image in the future is, it is a wise choice to find a role that is easy and photogenic!

Holding the wooden stick that Lulu handed over, I spun around vigorously, meeting the pained expressions of Xiao Bin, Hei Zai, and Zhu Gan.Oh, almost forgot, someone hadn't been able to attach the sandbags in time because it happened so suddenly!This, if accidentally injured, I will be responsible for providing Dieda wine!

As soon as he swung his stick to poke Hei Zai, he heard a laughing sound.Damn, who brought Ivan, the god of plague, here? !

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