Forbidden area plays the role of Feng Xingtong’s teammate

As soon as he returned to the camp, Shi Wen took out the fire fold and started to make a fire, while Zhang Qilin was dealing

with the fish, removing the internal organs of the fish and cleaning off the blood stains

on the surface, and then using a knife to remove the surface scales, cleaning the mucus on the skin of the fish, and then taking out the seasoning he carried with him, putting ginger slices and green onions into the belly of the fish, and then marinating them with a little liquor left over from burning marching ants

When the fish was marinated, Zhang Qilin cut a few more branches, peeled off the skin on the surface, leaving only a clean inside, even so, it was still roasted

on the fire by Zhang Qilin, and then took it to wash off the surface of the burnt black

before the pickled fish was skewered on it, Zhang Qilin took out the ginger slices and green onions in the belly of the fish, and then put it on the fire rack to roast

Taking advantage of the effort of grilling fish, Zhang Qilin originally wanted to make a fish soup, but Shi Wen, who was changed into clean

clothes, called him to change his clothes, "Little brother, put the fish there first, let's roast it first, you come in first and change your clothes

, beware of catching a cold"

Zhang Qilin put down the fish in his hand when he heard this, and walked to the tent

When Zhang Qilin came out again, Shi Wen had already set up another fire rack, put the soaked clothes on it and roasted it, saw Zhang Qilin change his clothes, beckoned to him and motioned him to come Zhang Qilin

also obediently sat down next to Shi Wen, Shi Wen took the same soaked clothes in his hand and put them next to

his clothes to roast

Then took out a dry towel, buckled it on Zhang Qilin's head and began to wipe his head, Zhang Qilin sat obediently in place, did not resist

at all, and waited until the hair was almost half dry Shi Wen stopped, originally thought that the towel would also be put on the fire rack to bake, but there was no place for it

, so he could only temporarily put the towel on Zhang Qilin's neck, and after the hair was dried, Zhang Qilin continued to make fish soup, and Shi Wen watched him move from the side

Zhang Qilin's hands are very fair, the bones are distinct, the fingers are already slender, and the two strangely long hairy fingers are like a rare and rare artwork

This pair of artwork hands, even if they are cooking, they are also pleasing to the eye, and this hand alone is enough to make people unable to take their eyes

off

Noticing that Shi Wen's eyes fell on his hands again, Zhang Qilin was in a better mood, and even the movements on his hands were a lot

faster in less than half an hour, and the fragrant grilled fish and delicious fish soup entered Shi Wen's stomach, and Shi Wen squinted his eyes

with satisfaction [Is it my illusion?

This is not your delusion, because I also feel the same way

] [Why did it suddenly become a food show again?] But there is one thing to say, Brother Qilin's hands are really good-looking! Even watching these hands cook is very satisfying!]

As everyone knows, his appearance is more like a cat, and Zhang Qilin's heart is itching when he watches it, but because the live broadcast fireflies are still there, he can't do

anything else Shi Wen is thin-skinned, Zhang Qilin has no doubt, if he does

something under the camera now, Shi Wen will definitely be angry, the kind that

is difficult to coax Zhang Qilin doesn't care about whether it is difficult to coax, but once Shi Wen is so seriously angry, then he can't even touch it before coaxing

, and it is not easy to let the person he wants to return to his arms, it is one step away, he doesn't

want the progress bar to stop here

After eating and drinking, Shi Wen pulled Zhang Qilin to lie on the grass and look up at

the stars, a round of crescent moon hanging high in the sky, surrounded by small and shining stars, the cold light of the crescent moon and the bright light of the stars together illuminated the night

, at this moment the dark sky is like a pure black canvas, the crescent moon and the stars are just the painter's handiwork, but I don't know who is the protagonist

in this painting"

What do you think?"

It wasn't until the cold voice of the little brother sounded in his ears that Shi Wen realized that he had

said the words

in his heart, "The most conspicuous crescent, or the stars all over the canvas, or the canvas itself, the question has never been answered, but in my opinion, there is no such thing as a protagonist in this painting."

Some people may think that the main character is the crescent moon, they will compare the crescent moon to a rose, the stars to the decorated stars, and the night to wrapping paper

" "Some people will think of the stars as the protagonists, they think that the stars can also shine, and because of their large number, the overall light will be much more than the crescent moon""

Those who regard the night as the protagonist, their perspectives are very different, and it can even be said that their perspectives are contrary to ordinary people, but it is often from this perspective that they can find some different things

" "So from Shi Wen's point of view, this painting can be said to have no protagonist, and it can also be said that everyone is the protagonist"

"

No matter what world it is in, maybe only the children of luck in that world will be recognized as the protagonist, but in fact, everyone is their own protagonist

" "It's just that the script they get is not an upgrade stream script, nor is it a revenge stream or other mainstream trends that they like to watch" "

Some of them get a script that does nothing, some people get a script that is sensitive and conceited, and some people get a hard life".

"Everyone's script is different, and the difficulty of interpretation is different, but it is undeniable

that they are all the best actors, and they are all the protagonists in their own scripts" "It is these ordinary scripts that make up the world, what is the difference between the protagonist and the supporting role that Shi Wen never felt" "

People are supporting roles in other people's scripts, but they are the protagonists in their own scripts, and others are the same, so why care about the supporting roles of the protagonists

? "

It's good to interpret your own script, if you are not satisfied with the script, then change it, anyway, there is no screenwriter and director to watch, the play is played by yourself, you are the protagonist, everything is up to you"

[It makes sense!] [

I immediately recalled that the vicious supporting characters in the novels I read before, in fact, they are quite pitiful, most of them have a bad past, and they can't have a good ending in the end]

[This is why after the big male protagonist, big female protagonist and Su Shuangtian's pet text, a wave of supporting characters suddenly emerged from the rise of novels

] [No one is born as a supporting role, they are just in other people's stories, and they are the protagonists in their own lives!]

[It's really hard for anyone to think so thoroughly, Brother Shi Wen is not simple!].

Thinking about it, Shi Wen fell asleep in this starry sky, and the hand that tapped the Morse code in Zhang Qilin's palm to transmit information was also held by

Zhang Qilin The

night has been falling for a long time, and it is time to sleep, Zhang Qilin returned to the tent with Shi Wen in his arms, and before entering the tent, Zhang Qilin's gaze stayed in the still quiet lake for a moment

, and after Zhang Qilin

entered the tent, in the deepest part of the lake, a pair of huge vertical pupils opened their eyes faintly

As soon as he entered the tent, Zhang Qilin stopped the live fireflies outside the tent, and then took off Shi Wen's shoes and socks

like last night, and gently put the person on the marching bed, but unlike last night, this time Zhang Qilin also got on the marching bed, he hugged Shi Wen from behind, and planned to sleep

like this

But after a while, Wen began to knock on Zhang Qilin's arm on his waist, and Zhang Qilin also tapped

Shi Wen's waist and replied

(Little brother, is it still watching?

) (It's still there, don't move, just sleep like this, I'll call you again when it moves)

Yes, Shi Wen didn't fall asleep, and he just pretended to fall asleep under the

starry sky All this is to avoid attracting its attention, the two of them use Shi Wen's law of the protagonist as a cover, secretly conveying information

When they learned that Zhang Qilin's Qilin bloodline could sense it, they made this plan temporarily, and continued to pretend to know nothing, waiting for it to show itself if it couldn't bear to show

itself Just now Shi Wen was asking if it was still looking at them, and Zhang Qilin's answer was that it was still watching, but in fact, its eyes had left Zhang Qilin long after the law of the protagonist

, and he just wanted to do a little more drama and hug him for a while

(I know, but can you not knock on my waist! It's very itchy!)

(um).

Zhang Qilin did not knock on Shi Wen's waist

this time, this time it was on the back of his hand Shi Wen, although he still felt a little strange about this posture, but you thought about it, after all, you have to do a full set of plays, and you don't care much about

Shi Wen After the little brother stopped knocking on his lower back, he breathed a sigh of relief, and finally really fell asleep in the little brother's arms!

And this night was surprisingly calm