Mistress Her Brother [Transmigration Book]

Don't look at Zheng Haoran's adding scenes to himself is quite annoying, but artists are not afraid of adding scenes, black and red are also red, what is afraid of is that there will be no scenes and no camera.

In fact, the script here also says, "Congratulations and envy to the championship team can be properly expressed." In just one sentence, there is a lot of room for display, but others are expressing congratulations normally, and they are very well-measured. In front of the camera They all seemed more pleasing, only Zheng Haoran... felt a little too forceful.

Others will naturally not remind Zheng Haoran, the director team is also happy to see a small climax when the show is about to end, to accompany him in the show. "Hao Ran, the program group has held two seasons of the program, are you doubting our fairness?" Director Hu immediately put away his smile and looked serious.

Zheng Haoran poked his neck and said, "So what, I suspect that Nie Ziye and the others used unfair means to win the competition. Otherwise, based on past experience, my steamed stuffed bun shop should have the most turnover!"

"Okay, then I'll let you see how their turnover comes from." Director Hu is also short-tempered, and he does what he says.He personally went to the camera brother, told him a few words, turned around and turned on the screen in front of him, "In order to prove the innocence of the program group, the videos I will show you next are not edited."

Zheng Haoran saw Director Hu being so upright, and seeing other people looking at him like a clown, and outside the crowd, his manager's face was already distorted with anger.

But now that the arrow is on the string, Zheng Haoran has no choice but to carry on with the play even if he starts to regret it.

Of course, the two days of filming add up to more than ten hours, and it is impossible to watch them all. Director Hu showed everyone the progress bar.From the improvement of the operation of "Peng Ge Restaurant" at noon on the first day, to the popularity at night, and to the mobile dining truck in the morning of the second day, the business of the restaurant where Nie Ziye and Song Mo's team are located is getting better and better, all of which can be seen with the naked eye .

Moreover, Song Mo also found the root cause of the taste failure of the boss's family, and solved the problem fundamentally. What else is there to criticize?

On the other hand, Zheng Haoran's group did not reach a consensus until the end. The boss still prefers Caixin's plan out of cost considerations, but it still needs to be studied, and the exclusive recipe of the sauce is not so easy to make.

The rest of the artists, even though they were smiling on the surface, had the same doubts in their hearts as Zheng Haoran, and they were all conquered by the facts at this time, admitting that they were defeated.

Even the expression on his face became more sincere: "Oh, I didn't expect Xiao Song to know so much! Zi Ye, you're so lucky this time, you made it!"

"That's right, if it weren't for Xiao Song, you would be on the same level as us." Tang Jian patted Nie Ziye on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Song not only understands medical principles, but also has a good grasp of seasoning. , as expected of someone who has been praised by Director Li for his culinary skills, even I want to try his cooking skills!"

It was only then that everyone realized that the restaurant owner's sense of taste hadn't recovered so quickly, and it took a while for Chinese medicine to recuperate, so what the guests tasted these two days was actually Song Mo's improved dishes!

Now, the others are really envious and jealous of Nie Ziye.

It would be nice for their assistants to be smart enough to serve tea and water when needed, and look at other people's assistants!Knows how to take care of food, can cook, is said to be able to massage, and looks so pleasing to the eye...

Zhou Lingdang was the first one who couldn't hold back anymore. She put aside her goddess airs and walked up to Song Mo, smiling like a big sister, but she always had the feeling that there was a big tail dangling behind her: "Xiao Song Ah, how much salary Nie Ziye pays you, sister Zhou will give you double, how about you come to my place?"

"Sister Zhou, are you poaching a wall in front of me?" Nie Ziye stood in front of the two of them, with a slight smile on his lips, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, "That's not allowed, I don't agree."

Zhou Lingdang didn't care about him, she gave Song Mo winks and hooked her fingers across Nie Ziye.

Nie Ziye's face was going dark: "Sister Zhou, the cameras are all on..."

However, even with his reminder, the artists still did not hold back. After Zhou Lingdang, Tang Jian and Cai Xin also came to "poach the wall".For a moment, Song Mo was like a sweet pastry, surrounded by people, and the people present couldn't remember the strife just now, and they all came to tease Nie Ziye and Song Mo.

Only Zheng Haoran seemed to be forgotten in a corner.

If he was smarter, he would know that these senior artists were trying to find a way for him to help him transition through this embarrassing time.It's a pity that Xiao Xianrou's self-esteem is too strong, he doesn't appreciate other people's intentions, and feels that everyone is ignoring him and ostracizing him.

Zheng Haoran was not reconciled, he still wanted to do something.

So at the dinner party at the end of the filming, under the banner of apologizing, this little fresh meat tried to drink wine for Nie Ziye: "Brother Nie, I'm really sorry, I also acted according to the script before, and I didn't intend to target you. Take it to heart!"

Nie Ziye clinked glasses with him, but didn't drink: "I don't mind, and you don't mind either."

Zheng Haoran's expression was a bit ugly: "Brother, are you not giving face?"

"Recently, my manager told me not to damage my throat and limit drinking. I'm sorry." Nie Ziye smiled apologetically at him, "I heard that you are also preparing an album, so you should protect your throat."

"Can't even drink a cup?" Zheng Haoran's eyes were already a bit unfriendly, he seemed to be obsessed with something, "My hands are sore, are you really not giving face?"

Song Mo turned his head to grab a snack when he saw Nie Ziye being blocked again. He hurriedly put down the things in his hands, and just as he walked over, he heard Zheng Haoran's words, and couldn't help but be speechless: "Why is it always like this every time?" A set of sayings? You don’t get face by giving, you have to earn it yourself, don’t you understand?”

"You..." What are you, you dare to say that about me? !Before Zheng Haoran could speak, the cup in his hand was taken away.Song Mo patted Zheng Haoran's chest hard, so hard that he could even hear the slap on the flesh!

And not only did he shoot, he also stomped on Zheng Haoran's feet.

"what--"

"Your clothes are not thin, aren't your shoes a little thick? Have you been sweating lately, upset, and not sleeping well at night?" Song Mo's words just hit Xiao Zhongxian's heart. His mind was blown out of his stomach immediately, Zheng Haoran opened his mouth, his toes were swollen and painful, but he couldn't speak.

Like an old Chinese doctor, Song Mo bared his white teeth and said with a kind smile, "Stagnation of qi turns into fire, and it is difficult to clear it, so it makes you hot and cold, and easily irritable. It doesn't matter, just go back to detoxify for two days and you will be fine. "

"So it's right for Brother Nie not to let you drink. Drinking will hurt your health. When you recover from this illness, you will have to thank him later!" Song Mo flicked around, making Zheng Haoran stunned.

When Xiao Xianrou came back to his senses, Nie Ziye was nowhere to be found in the audience.

"I told you to stay away from that Zheng, why are you so careless?" After sneaking out of the hotel, Song Mo gave Nie Ziye a sideways glance.

Nie Ziye looked innocent: "You told me to wait for you at the same place, don't wander around."

Song Mo thought about it, it seemed that such a thing really happened.There were too many people at that time, there were [-] or [-] staff members in the program group alone, plus those artists and their managers, assistants, makeup artists, etc. Every time they got something delicious, it was like a war. To stand out from the encirclement, it takes effort to connect with teammates.

So Song Mo simply drew a circle for Nie Ziye, telling him to stay in the circle and not move around.

He didn't realize it before, but thinking about it now, Song Mo amused himself: "Why do I feel like Monkey King, and you are like that Tang Monk coveted by monsters?"

"Isn't it? Just now your master was almost captured by the 'monster'. Fortunately, the apprentice came in time, otherwise the master might become the master of the monster's stronghold..." Nie Ziye said the standard dubbing He stretched out his hand and stroked Song Mo's hair.

"No, why do I sound a bit awkward?" Song Mo raised his head under his palm, "Did you give yourself a seniority and deliberately take advantage of me? And Mr. Yazhai...just Zheng Haoran's physique , can I overwhelm you?"

"Then you think I can suppress him?" Nie Ziye deliberately joked.

"You can suppress him, but you can't choose him!" Song Mo shook his head without thinking.It's not good to get involved with Xiao Xianrou, and it's too late to hide away.

"I don't choose him...then I choose you?" Nie Ziye seemed to have prepared this sentence a long time ago, his voice was very low, and it was numb in his ears, making Song Mo shrink back like a conditioned reflex. Shrunk his neck.

After a brief silence, it was the heartbeat that was agitated by the two, and only he could hear it.

After a moment of silence, Nie Ziye said like a normal person: "The moon is very face-saving tonight, do you want to go to Xingyue Lake with me?"

For some reason, a joke that was popular on the Internet a long time ago came to Song Mo's mind, "The moonlight is beautiful tonight".

If "the moonlight is beautiful" is regarded as a confession, those who are also interested in the other party will answer "the wind is also gentle", and those who do not want to accept it will answer "suitable for stabbing".

But neither of Nie Ziye's questions and answers could be used. Song Mo's mind went blank, and finally he just said: "...OK."

As a well-known scenic spot, Xingyue Lake has been promoted by the Nie family. In recent years, it has become one of the must-see attractions for people in surrounding cities. Especially at night, the lakeside on the top of the mountain is so lively that it seems to be celebrating the New Year.

Fortunately, the developer had the foresight to block the edge of the lake to protect the ecological environment of the lake, so Xingyue Lake did not lose its characteristic blue light.

"This lake is connected to the sea. Every year during the breeding season, some deep-sea lantern fish swim here. Therefore, on nights when the moonlight is strong, the fish schools will reflect the moonlight and present this dark blue color in the water," Nie Ziye explained. .

Song Mo looked at the sparkling lake surface under the moonlight, as if he could see the dense schools of fish under the lake water, passing through clumps of floating aquatic plants, wagging their tails freely in the water.

He stared blankly for a long time before suddenly remembering: "...In this way, the chances of things like hiding documents underwater should be very small."

This lake is so well protected that no tourists can get close to it, and the staff will definitely go into the water regularly to check the ecological environment of the lantern fish school, so what's the secret?

"What?" Nie Ziye still didn't understand.

Song Mo coughed dryly, and expressed a little embarrassment about the reasoning and suspense that filled his head before he came here. Finally, he said in a mosquito-like moaning voice that he had bought a diving suit, but it seemed that he would not need it.

As Nie Ziye listened, he was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help covering his mouth.

"Don't laugh!" Song Mo was a little anxious.

"No... I didn't laugh at you." Nie Ziye still couldn't hold back his laughter, hooked Song Mo's neck and pulled him into his arms, rubbing his head vigorously, "Xiao Mo, why are you so cute?" .”

So cute that he can't help but want to cross that line.

Nie Ziye's eyes were deep and his lips parted lightly. It seemed that he had to exhaust all his courage and strength to say the words that had been stuck in his heart for a long time.

--I like you.

"I……"

"Congratulations to contestant No. 7, Song Xing! She won unanimous praise from the judges, scored the highest score, and became the champion of this year's 'Lingzhi Cup'! Let us invite Song Xing to the stage..." I don't know which tourist listened The sound of the broadcast was played, and the passionate voice of the hostess attracted a lot of tourists to turn their heads. Even Song Mo couldn't help turning their heads to look.

"Hey, was it a live broadcast just now? Tonight is the final of the 'Ganoderma Cup'?" Song Mo poked Nie Ziye's waist.

He didn't forget about it on purpose.Song Mo heard that Nie's postponed the "Ganoderma Cup" final, but the official website did not specify the date of the postponement, and after Song Xing went through the turmoil of plagiarism and being framed, his thoughts on the competition became much lighter, and he did not Specifically told the family.

After going back and forth, Song Mo thought that the final would be delayed until at least December, but he didn't expect it to come so unexpectedly.

Nie Ziye choked back the words he had finally squeezed out, and put on a standard smile: "Congratulations."

"Congratulations, it's not me who won the award." Song Mo glanced at him, but the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, "But you reminded me, I have to go and say congratulations to my sister."

Song Mo took the mobile phone, clicked on his sister's number, and looked for signals everywhere.

If Song Mo turned his head at this time, he would see Nie Ziye behind him like a large abandoned dog, the one with its tail drooping.

……

In the end, the call was made after returning to the hotel.

"Actually, it's been two days since the game ended, and the one you heard was a replay." Song Xing said speechlessly on the phone, "Although it's all my fault, I didn't tell you in advance... But brother, did you enjoy the game these two days?" The heart is scattered, and you didn't even notice this?"

According to her brother's meticulousness, as long as he checked the Internet, he could find that the broadcast was replayed by the radio station.

"It's...really." Song Mo held the phone stiffly, a little embarrassed.

"..." Through the phone screen, Song Xing could feel the embarrassment. In order not to let her brother continue to be embarrassed, she had no choice but to say, "No matter what, thank you, you still miss me all the way."

Following the steps handed by his sister, Song Mo finally passed the embarrassment, and unconsciously spoke a lot more briskly: "After winning the championship, what do you plan to do in the future? Do you focus on fashion design?"

"Let's take a look again. I'm studying a good major now. I can't give up halfway." Song Xing is very practical in thinking about problems. Interests are hobbies, but it is not so easy to develop hobbies into careers.

The reality is very cruel. How many people were praised for their talents when they first debuted, but then they exhausted their talents, and even plagiarized themselves to destroy their reputation.Song Xing cannot guarantee that she will have a steady stream of inspiration and creativity, and her family background and growth experience also make her unable to rest assured of this career with unstable income. Her heart is full of hesitation and contradictions.

"Just do it if you like it, don't leave any regrets for yourself." Song Mo thought for a while and said to her.

In fact, at this time, he should have said something official like "No matter what choice you make, I will support you", but Song Mo did not hesitate, and told his sister his true inner thoughts.

Song Xing was startled, looked at the microphone for a long time, and then said softly: "Okay, I will give it a try."

Song Mo's words not only gave his sister a shot in the arm, but also made Nie Ziye, who was on the side, wake up instantly as if he had been hit hard on the head.

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Don't have any regrets.

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