Eat and heal

Zhou Ge chewed, most of the taste of vinegar was in his mouth, but the taste of other seasonings was also very distinct. Most importantly, the blanched spinach soaked in vinegar juice was sour and delicious, and the scallion oil was instantly dissolved. A slight cloying taste.He ate another peanut - the skin was thin and slightly wrinkled after being soaked in vinegar. The peanut kernels were crispy and delicious, with a slight burnt aroma, sour and sweet, very delicious.

"It's delicious." Zhou Ge gave him a thumbs up, and decided not to let down the kindness of his younger generation, and finished a whole plate of scallion noodles - of course, with the sour and delicious old vinegar spinach and peanuts.

Seeing that he had eaten half of it, Meng Lan got this comment again, so she picked up the chopsticks and ate slowly with a smile.

Zhou Ge hasn't eaten home-cooked food with such a strong smell of fireworks for a long time. Last time he went home during the Chinese New Year, his mother didn't even bother to start a party.He is busy with work and lives alone, and he is even more lazy to start a business. He either eats work meals or eats some fruit bread casually.Thinking about it this way, this was the first time in a year that someone cooked him a meal alone—although it was a plate of scallion noodles and a bowl of spinach and peanuts.

After he finished eating, he stared at Meng Lan, who was eating slowly across the way—this boy was really good-looking, with a pure face, and his hair was a bit messy, but just looking at him from such a close distance, he also felt that his features were picturesque and his skin was delicate. .

Meng Lan was a little frightened by his staring, she blinked and asked, "Zhou, Brother Zhou...why are you looking at me like that?"

"Who did you learn your cooking skills from? It's pretty good."

"I learned it from my grandmother when I was young, and then I studied it by myself. My parents are busy with work and don't have much time to cook at home. Eating out all the time is expensive and unhealthy. There are pimples on my face. It doesn't get better. Gradually, I learned to cook and eat by myself." Meng Lan picked up a peanut and chewed it until it was crispy, "Later my parents found out that I couldn't die of hunger, so they gave me living expenses every month and let me buy it by myself. Cooking. I’m bored when I’m idle, so I cook something to eat when I have nothing to do, and that’s how I got out of it.”

"Have you ever had acne?"

"It started to grow in junior high school, and it disappeared in high school." Meng Lan lowered her head to finish the remaining noodles, and told a cold joke, "My puberty is a bit long."

"Didn't you go to the hospital?"

"I see, it has been treated." Meng Lan said, "Some are effective and some are not. In addition, when I was studying, I was busy and under a lot of pressure. Due to various factors, it has not been cured."

Zhou Ge understood.Some people enter puberty and have excessive sebum secretion, or because of pilosebaceous gland duct blockage, inflammation and other reasons, they start to have acne, some people have mild symptoms, and they heal themselves after a period of time, while some people get more and more serious , forming a large area of ​​acne, not only affects the appearance of the face, but also is easy to be discussed and ridiculed by the students around you intentionally or unintentionally. The most important thing is-it is easy to feel inferior psychologically.

Through these few encounters, he discovered that Meng Lan's taciturn and indifferent appearance might not be aloof or pretending to be cool, but that he was really not good at words, probably because of the pimples on his face in those years, and his low self-esteem must have something. , but it didn't look very serious, otherwise I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to be a model under the spotlight.

He didn't want to expose the other person's sores, so he changed the subject decisively, jokingly said: "Now you don't have a single pimple on your face, I'm afraid you can publish a special science popularization on acne treatment, there must be many people who will learn from you."

Meng Lan didn't realize it was a joke, and thought that Zhou Ge was talking about something serious, so she asked very seriously: "Is this part of the job content? How should I write it?"

"..." Zhou Ge was choked by his stupid face, and he could only say, "I'm just kidding you, you are not a professional, what are you writing, waiting to be caught and strangled by someone?"

"Oh...oh." Meng Lan pursed her lips in embarrassment, and continued to lower her head to eat the peanuts in the bowl that had been soaked in vinegar sauce for a long time.

Zhou Ge was a little helpless—with Meng Lan's temperament, being on the show together would really make the atmosphere stiff.

He said, "Did Yanyan tell you about the show?"

"Well, she said that the program is divided into two parts, one part is in cooperation with the live broadcast platform, we prepare before recording the variety show, each live broadcast lasts about an hour, the content is just chatting casually, occasionally answering the audience's questions, Let me say hello or something." Meng Lan was still very serious about her work, and she obviously took notes with her heart, "The second part is the recording and broadcasting. It's a gourmet variety show we put together. I will cook and you will host. It seems that every issue will invite a guest to be a guest."

"Yes, you don't have to worry about recording and broadcasting. Even if you say something wrong or do something wrong, you can edit it out. I invite guests mainly to adjust the atmosphere. I'm afraid you'll be too busy cooking to talk. But you have to be slow. Slow habits, as one of the regular MCs, it is not a good sign to be silent." Zhou Ge taught his juniors patiently, "Since you choose to develop in this direction, you must learn these things slowly."

Meng Lan was taught, nodding her head and listening carefully.

"I'm more worried about the live broadcast..." Zhou Ge paused, thinking about his words, and then said slowly, "Live broadcasting means that it cannot be edited, and anything that happens in the camera will be noticed by the audience. Even small details will be infinitely magnified, no matter good or bad. But the fun of live broadcast is also here, the audience likes to see the real side, so I will not set any frame for you, what I ask of you There are only two: first, you are not allowed to swear, it is very image-destructive; second, you are not allowed to be rude."

Meng Lan thought he was going to say something, but he was relieved to hear these two points. First, he hardly swears, but he has been in the entertainment industry for several years, how could he not understand basic etiquette?

Seeing him nodding, Zhou Ge got up and took his own bowl to the kitchen. Meng Lan happened to have finished eating too, so she collected the dishes on the table and followed him in. Seeing that Zhou Ge was going to do something, she hurriedly said, "I'll wash the dishes." Bar."

Zhou Ge didn't care: "You've already cooked, let me do the washing."

"It's okay, I have to wash the other tableware later, I'll do it."

Zhou Ge took a wrong look and realized that he had already taken out a lot of tableware from the foam box and soaked them in the sink.He thought for a while and said, "Then I'll help tidy up the cupboard."

"it is good."

The two worked together, Zhou Ge took all the kitchen utensils out of the box, unpacked them, handed over to Meng Lan what needed to be washed, and wiped the things that didn't need to be washed with a rag, and then found a place to put them away temporarily.After this busy work, I have been busy for more than three hours, but I haven't finished cleaning the kitchen.

The two were so tired that their backs ached and they went to take a bath one after another.

Zhou Ge has no other work tomorrow, and he is going to continue discussing with the film crew about the filming, so he will stay here.He originally thought that today was the first day for Meng Lan to check in, and the two of them should chat more, but when he was watching TV on the sofa and waiting for Meng Lan, he was already sleepy again—he was too tired recently, and his spirits were tense. Stretched, I don't know if I had a delicious dinner today, but I fell asleep very deeply.

Meng Lan came out after drying her hair, and saw Zhou Ge lying on the sofa and fell asleep again, but this time he finally didn't curl up again, because after taking a shower, the temperature of the air conditioner was also turned up, and his face was a little pink, Finally got a little angry.

He hesitated for a while, but pushed Zhou Ge to let him go back to sleep.

Zhou Ge was a little dazed, and he was not sober after being pushed awake, so he nodded and went back to sleep by himself, without even saying good night.This made Meng Lang a little dumbfounded, afraid that he would bump into the furniture, and followed him to see that he had safely entered the house and lay on the bed, so she helped him turn off the light and closed the door, and went back to the guest room to sleep.

The next day Zhou Ge had a late sleep, if Yanyan hadn't knocked on his bedroom door as soon as he entered, he could have slept for a while longer.

"Brother Zhou, are you still sleeping?" Yanyan leaned against the door and shook the watch on her wrist, "The staff are coming soon, you can get up and tidy up."

Zhou Ge agreed, lifted the quilt and got up, yawned and asked, "Meng Lan?"

"They came back from their morning run and made breakfast for you." Yanyan said with a smile, "I think you should come here for a long time, right? Guaranteed to grow a few catties."

Zhou Ge was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Meng Lan to be so hardworking.

The housekeeping aunt came, Yanyan went out to greet her, and Zhou Ge went to wash and tidy up.

When I came out, there was indeed a breakfast on the dining table, but Meng Lan probably bought it outside while running downstairs in the morning, a bowl of beef vermicelli soup, a plate of steamed buns, and a small pickle.This was an ordinary breakfast, but it made Zhou Ge's heart skip a beat.He remembered the day Dafumei asked him what he wanted to eat, and besides the small pickles, beef vermicelli soup and steamed buns were all on his order at that time.

Although he knew it must be a coincidence, he couldn't help but smiled, feeling a little inexplicably happy.

Meng Lan just came out of the house. Today he was wearing a blue shirt, a plaid knitted vest, and sweatpants, looking youthful and sunny.Seeing Zhou Ge sitting at the dining table, he said hello and said, "I bought it at the gate of the community. I don't know if it's good or not. It's probably a bit cold. How about I warm it up for you?"

"No, it's still warm." Zhou Ge smiled at him, this time he was not polite and alienated, "Thank you, I haven't eaten these for a long time."

Meng Lan also responded with a smile.He knew that Zhou Ge's usual meals must be light. Artists are like this, and they pay more attention to their diet.However, the breakfast stalls at the entrance of the community are all soy milk, fried dough sticks, steamed buns, rice noodles, eggs, cakes, glutinous rice, there is really nothing light, and he has no choice.

As soon as Zhou Ge finished eating, the staff of the film crew came. The housekeeper was busy in the kitchen, made tea for them, and went back to continue unpacking and washing.

Several people sat down and continued the discussion from yesterday, and Meng Lan also joined in.After chatting and laughing, a group of people decided on the shooting plan.Meng Lan and the housekeeping aunt cleaned up the kitchen together, and began to arrange the kitchen utensils, tableware and decorations according to her own wishes. Zhou Ge had no objections—even though this was his kitchen.

The girls from the film crew also went over to join in the fun and made some small comments.

At noon, the housekeeping aunt and Yanyan went out to buy ingredients together, and a group of people were cooking hot pot in the house, which was not a very formal opening banquet.

Meng Lan didn't talk much, but everyone in the film crew was very easy-going and cheerful, and there was a tactful person like Zhou Ge to adjust the atmosphere, which led Meng Lan to get closer to everyone without knowing it.

Director Chen Shusheng drank too much wine, smiled and whispered Zhou Ge's gossip in Meng Lan's ear: "Let me tell you, Zhou Ge is so heartless. He came to beg me to do something, and he dared to cry poorly to me." !"

Holding up her chopsticks, Meng Lan was a little dazed, wondering if this was an insider revelation in the entertainment industry?Feeling uneasy, he raised his head to look at Zhou Ge who was sitting next to the director, only to see that the other party calmly picked up a chopstick of beef louver out of the clear soup pot, wrapped it in garlic and sesame oil dipping sauce, and didn't even lift his eyes: "Come on! You haven't worked for a few months? I'm sending charcoal in a timely manner, and you still care about that it's honeycomb high-quality coal?"

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