The Strongest Male God System

Chapter 43

One noon, the crew experienced a big upswing and implementation was too fast and too exciting.

From the time when the second male number Cheng Yuhao prescribed Zhang Jiating to Zhou Yang's decision to invest an additional 10 million yuan and become the second male number one, less than an hour passed.

Until the director asked everyone to disband, everyone was still confused.

Except for one person, Zhang Jiating.

She smiled and came to Zhou Yang and gave him a punch in the shoulder: "Master Zhou, you are very good, you are so hard to hide us!"

Zhou Yang smiled and said, "I didn't hide it, I am indeed an employee who manages the garden, but I pay myself a salary!"

"Thank you! Saved the crew and pulled me out of the quagmire." Zhang Jiating gently hugged Zhou Yang's waist.

Without Zhou Yang, Zhang Jiating would most likely be taken out by the producer to sacrifice the flag. It would be light to apologize to the boss of the second male number, and she would not even think about more disgusting things.

"Master Zhang, don't say that, I should actually thank you. Without your recommendation, I can't be the second male number. You know, I want to act in my dreams!" Zhou Yang started to relieve her emotions. joke.

"Who do you call Master Zhang?" Zhang Jiating raised her fist to make a move, Zhou Yang stepped back and begged for mercy, "Then what do I call you?"

"Call me tofu Xi Shi!" Zhang Jiating dented a look and smiled, "Actually, I have to add a word for my nickname, stinky tofu Xi Shi."

Zhou Yang became interested: "True or false?"

Zhang Jiating nodded: "Really, when I was a child, my dad was selling fried stinky tofu on the roadside, and I was doing homework on the small table where I was eating stinky tofu. After a long time, my clothes smelled of stinky tofu, and my classmates gave it to me. I got this nickname."

"Isn't it funny?" Zhang Jiating smiled happily, but there was a trace of loneliness in her eyes.

Zhou Yang made an exaggerated expression and said, "Wow, then you are so happy. My favorite food when I was a kid was stinky tofu, but every time I ate it secretly, I would get scolded. My mother said that the taste disappeared for three days. Don't go!"

Zhang Jiating laughed, and then patted her thigh, like a matchmaker who came into the village to tell people to kiss her, "Master Zhou, that's too much for you! After eating fried stinky tofu and chewing tea leaves, you will be jealous. It is guaranteed that the taste is much smaller."

"Oh, thank you Master Zhang for his teaching!" Zhou Yang pretended to bow his hands.

"Anyway, we won't be filming in the afternoon. Shall we go out to eat stinky tofu?" Zhang Jiating snapped his fingers.

"Walk!" Zhou Yang was also interested.

He could see that Zhang Jiating is a girl with a little low self-esteem in her heart. Such girls are very strong and persistent on the outside.

However, Zhou Yang still likes fried stinky tofu, and the two have to act in a rivalry. It is convenient to get to know each other.

...

Five kilometers away from Zhouyang Manor, is a famous snack street in the East China Sea. On both sides of the road are various snacks, old or trendy. Everyday people come and go, bustling, and it is the favorite place for food.

The sign of "Liu Ji Stinky Tofu" was very loud on this street. The owner and his wife put up four frying pans and were so busy as to ignore their heads. The ten small tables outside were almost full.

"Crack!"

Accompanied by the sharp sound of tires rubbing against the ground, a Martin top-equipped luxury car appeared on the roadside.

"my God!"

"Look!"

The diners at the snack street were restless.

The car has always been one of men's favorites. The moment the car stopped, there were already exclaims with the model of the car in several places on the street.

Some of the girls stared at the Martin who slowed down into the parking space, and their hearts thumped and throbbed.

The car stopped, the co-pilot's door opened, and Zhang Jiating walked out first.

Many girls' faces collapsed instantly.

Alas, this luxury car already has a mistress.

But when Zhou Yang got out of the car, the girls began to inhale.

Handsome!

So handsome!

With a height of 1.9 meters and a flawless face and figure, Zhou Yang is like a bright sun shrouded in the sky above the snack street.

Although Zhang Jiating is not a superb beauty, she can play the role of the second female in urban movies, and her appearance is also very good.

Two people walk together, a pair of bi people.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but focus on them.

Zhang Jiating is okay. After all, she is an actor. When filming on the street, there are hundreds of people around her, and she doesn't care.

This is a small scene.

But Zhou Yang couldn't bear it.

He walked through the crowd, and other people's eyes scratched him again and again like a knife.

There are even some bold girls talking about him, seeming to let him hear it on purpose.

"Wow, such a handsome man has found a girl with clear soup and noodles."

"Isn't it, what's the style of this girl?"

"This man is afraid to eat it..."

Zhou Yang was full of black lines, and now some women's bottom line... is really close to nothing.

Next, everyone will see that only one scene will appear in the story.

There were tens of millions of cars parked on the side of the road, but the owner Zhou Yang and Zhang Jiating walked straight to the fried stinky tofu shop.

"Boss, we want four fried stinky tofu with kimchi!" Zhou Yang said with a smile.

The boss looked at the car, then at Zhou Yang, and asked, "Is it here to eat or to pack?"

"Eat here!" Zhou Yang said to Zhang Jiating, "Go take a place!"

Zhang Jiating agreed and ran to the empty table outside. She quickly threw the plastic bags and disposable chopsticks left by the last wave of guests into the trash can, and took out a few napkins and wiped it all over the middle of the table. , Then sat down with satisfaction, holding his cheeks in his hands, watching Zhou Yang line up to buy stinky tofu.

"Damn, the rich are willful, driving tens of millions of cars to eat stinky tofu."

"I give full marks to this forced pretender!"

"Looking at it this way, we are only a little behind the rich!"

"How close?"

"Just a luxury car!"

"Fuck you!"

A group of young people looked at Zhou Yang jokingly, with envy on their faces.

A group of girls looked at Zhang Jiating, feeling jealous.

It's nice to have money, even eating stinky tofu is so cool.

Zhou Yang honestly stood in line, and finally returned to the table with a quarter of fried stinky tofu, smiled and picked out two copies and pushed them to Zhang Jiating: "Come on, Master Zhang, try it..."

Zhang Jiating broke off a pair of disposable chopsticks, rubbed the two together, peeled off the burrs, dialed two pieces of kimchi and pressed them on a piece of stinky tofu, put them together in his mouth, and chewed them carefully.

"How is it?" Zhou Yang asked while chewing.

Zhang Jiating put down her chopsticks and shook her head: "Not so good!"

"Little girl, you have to be responsible for your words!" The boss who was cleaning the table next to him was unhappy. "My shop is the most famous stinky tofu shop in the snack street. You said that I can't do well. Could it be that my colleagues sent me to find the difference? "

Zhang Jiating took another bite of kimchi, and then seriously said: "Boss, I really am not! My dad has made this since I was a child, not to mention how powerful our exclusive secret recipe is, at least the taste will kill you!"

"Who knows how to blow the air? You have the ability to do it?" The boss threw the rag on the table so hard.

"Just do it! Master Zhou, give me a hand!" Zhang Jiating rolled up her sleeves and strode to the back of the oil pan. She quickly fastened her apron, picked up the pot and spoon, and said loudly, "Let you see the stinky tofu Xishi Full body!"