Great At Acting, Now I’m Reborn

The thing about starring in the movie "Hunting for the Sky" is stable-at least it seems so for now.

Although the contract has not been formally signed, the marketing and press releases are focused on being fast. They will not be published now. When the official announcement is made, there will be no previous accumulation, and there will definitely not be so many splashes.

According to the general marketing routine, Yang Yu decided to release a wave, then deny it, saying that it is still under discussion, and finally confirm it. Only with such twists and turns can the best publicity effect be achieved.

Of course, Zhou Yuhe has no opinion on this. He has been tortured by the announcements that he can only sleep for three or four hours a day. In the end, it is Yang Yu who sees him pitifully, fearing that he will be in poor spirits when he joins the group. Be compassionate and let him take a day off.

Holidays are hard to come by, but Zhou Yu now is different from before. Even if he is on vacation, he can’t go to the streets at will. It’s really boring to watch dramas and play games at home. After thinking about it, he decided to call Cao Qiyue and the others to have a dinner at home.

Ding dong.

The door opened.

Holding a spatula and wearing an apron, Zhou Yu and several people outside the door stared blankly.

Da Pan and Su Su both held heavy plastic bags, while Cao Qiyue was leaning against the door frame empty-handed, and behind her--

"Brother Xie?" Zhou Yuhe said in surprise.

The expression on Xie Yifeng's face was almost the same as Zhou Yuhe's. He looked at Zhou Yuhe wearing an apron as if he didn't recognize him.

But in the next second, Xie Yifeng returned to normal and lifted the plastic bag in his hand, "I am not welcome?"

"No, it's just... quite unexpected." Zhou Yuhe leaned over to let them in, glaring at Cao Qiyue, who was very ugly and smiled.

After he settled everyone in the living room, he dragged Cao Qiyue over and asked in abdominal language: "What are you doing? Why did you call him over? No, how did you know him?"

Cao Qiyue gave him a blank look, and said with an old-fashioned tone of someone who came by: "You calm down, I don't know which question you should answer first if you ask me this way. What's the fuss about, thank you for the name of the socialite in the wind circle. You don’t know, I have WeChat with him long before you met, okay? People take care of everything and have a good rest. Look at you, if you don’t have any ghosts in your heart, call me to get together. Besides, I’m Cao Qiyue. Is it the kind of guy who is worthy of a lalang?"

Zhou Yuhe: "...you are."

Cao Qiyue: "..."

Cao Qiyue said very nasty words with her innocent face: "I'll get both of you drunk and lock you in one room, believe it or not?"

Zhou Yuhe counseled, he said that he couldn't afford it.

He glanced at him sitting on the sofa, sitting on the sofa, sitting very politely, without squinting, staring at the TV to appreciate the movie King Xie, suddenly felt that his head was big.

Of course, he didn't pay attention to the news broadcast on TV, otherwise the head would be bigger.

The kitchen is full of fragrance.

Zhou Yuhe and Su Su were busy in the kitchen, while two straight men were sitting in the living room—yes, you read that right. Cao Qiyue and Da Pan were very straight men waving the flag to the live football broadcast, Xie Yifeng On the other hand, Zhou Yuhe, who looks like a very good wife and mother, is unconsciously contributing to his performance while wearing an apron, looking at the kitchen.

Zhou Yuhe debuted early, and was half-prosperous in the early days, so he could only take care of himself, plus Zeng Ang’s diet and daily life, and practiced a good cooking skill. Although later became popular, he developed a bad problem of arrogance and prostitution, but After his career declined, he returned to his own life.

At that time, either he couldn't afford to hire his aunt, or when he was at his worst, he was not worried about food and clothing, but he was no longer used to having other people in his family.

"I'll help." Xie Yifeng got up.

"Go go." Cao Qiyue's eyes were glued to the ball on the TV, and he didn't care who said what.

I don't know if I heard the footsteps or felt something in my heart, Zhou Yuhe looked back and saw Xie Yifeng, embarrassed with some guilty conscience, "Why did you come in?"

"I'll see if I can help." Xie Yifeng glanced, saw the steaming soup on the cooking table, did not wait for instructions, walked over to pick up the pot, but Yu Guang saw Zhou Yu at this moment. And nervous expression.

Xie Yifeng lowered his eyes and touched the edge of the pot calmly.

Then he shrank his hand and frowned.

Before he could say it hurts, Zhou Yuhe put down the spatula, walked over in a panic, and took his hand to check.

"Why are you so careless?"

Xie Yifeng didn't speak, his dark eyes stared at Zhou Yuhe with a careful look, and then he stared at the hands of the two of them holding together.

Zhou Yuhe raised his head and glared at him, and the latter immediately showed a slightly aggrieved expression.

Zhou Yuhe grabbed his hand and walked under the faucet to wash his fingers with cold water.

Xie Yifeng didn't say a word, waiting for his hand to be touched by Zhou Yu and up and down, inside and out, before he said unhurriedly: "It's okay, a little thing."

Zhou Yuhe sighed, "I'll do it myself, you'd better go to the restaurant and wait for dinner."

Xie Yifeng nodded and sat silently at the dining table holding his burnt fingers.

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Today is not Kavin, it is Katang. . Yes, there are only so many updates. I lie down and laugh at it. I decided to make up 30 sweet articles tonight, and shoulder the heavy task of sending sugar tomorrow! 【make a fist】