At noon, the sun had just risen overhead.

This point is the lunch break, and there are very few people in the hospital.

"Doctor, you let me go, I really have something to do in the afternoon. ”

Zhang Shenglai was at the front desk, convincing the doctor to let him out of the hospital.

Here, he didn't want to stay for a moment.

He has a severe "nosophobia".

Just hearing the word "hospital" made him feel his scalp tingle and tremble. Therefore, even when the sun was just at noon, his body seemed to be in the cellar of the third watch in the middle of the night, and there was a cool air around him.

Maybe it's because he has read too many horror comics and novels, and Zhang Sheng always feels that a group of scary ghosts will suddenly appear in the hospital.

These people are usually dressed in bright white hospital gowns, with small yellowed white flowers slightly wrinkled on the left shoulder of the gown, and their pale skin looks like a vampire in a movie, which is set off by the strange blood red in their eyes. From afar, you can see their long hair reaching the ground, dragging it on the ground and making a rustling sound. There is no logic, they usually hold a rusty kitchen knife in their hands, and when they float slowly past Zhang Sheng's side, there will be some bizarre BGM around them.

"Chicken, you're so beautiful!"

"Ollie!"

“......”

Zhang Sheng is so sick that he doesn't feel safe even when he goes to the toilet in the hospital. The red oppressive wooden toilet handle carries a sadness that transcends time and space, as if this door will never be opened again after it is closed.

"Yes, but you have to come back in time. ”

The attending doctor finally couldn't stand Zhang Sheng's nagging in his ear and impatiently drove Zhang Sheng away. He muttered quietly, "Who is this? Is work or health important? You'll be back sooner or later anyway, when you're old... Hmph, don't rush this moment. ”

Zhang Sheng didn't hear the latter words.

"Yay!"

He couldn't wait to get out of the hospital, his right arm open, like a bird out of a cage, every pore of his body exuding the breath of freedom.

The white clouds in the sky are floating and floating, with three points of comfort and three points of leisure, two points of joy, and the remaining two points of freedom.

Take a taxi to the location Wang Sulong said.

The honest taxi driver, after twisting and turning, crossing many obstacles and crossing several bridges, finally stopped in a small alley.

WeChat scan code payment, 250 yuan.

This familiar number...

Zhang Sheng felt like he had been deceived. But fortunately, his WeChat is bound to the fat man's bank card. Anyway, the fat man has a lot of money, and he can't see it if he has less money.

This wave of operations is not a loss.

Entering the alley, Zhang Sheng followed the door number to find it door to door. Wang Sulongfa's address was 1303 households, and after inquiry, he knew that this address was in the innermost part of the alley. His current location is 1,504 households, and he has to cross two more alleys to get there.

Not to mention, there is such a simple courtyard house in Shanghai. Zhang Sheng thought that only Beijing had it!

Could it be that the Beijing Courtyard Amateur has already opened to Shanghai?

This is nothing short of gratifying.

(Trouble the boss to make money)

About ten minutes later, Zhang Sheng found his place.

What greeted you was a blue gate with a couplet on it.

"The upper link is: how to solve the use of non-handsome things. ”

"The next link is: not talking about it may not be clear. ”

Zhang Sheng didn't understand what it meant at all, he still didn't understand the world of cultural people, and the plan to read was about to be put on the agenda.

Ringing the doorbell, he stood honestly in the doorway.

There were a few milky dog barks and a rush of footsteps.

"It's coming, it's coming. ”

The speaker pushed open the door, bringing in a cool gust of wind.

Zhang Sheng immediately frowned.

The person who opened the door was not Wang Sulong, but a handsome little brother like an idol.

"Hello, I was called over by Wang Sulong. Zhang Sheng took the initiative to stretch out his right hand and bent down.

The other side also bent down and stretched out his hand, "Hello, I'm You Changjing." ”

The two people are harmonious, and they are strangers at first glance.

Unlike Zhang Sheng and Wang Sulong, they can all joke unscrupulously.

"Hey, look who's here. ”

Wang Sulong walked out of the kitchen with an apron, a shovel in his left hand, and long chopsticks in his right hand. When he saw Zhang Sheng's arm tied with gauze, he was stunned for a moment, and then he returned to his normal expression and quipped:

"Ang, you guy who eats and drinks! Come in! I'll cook for you today. ”

Cook your own food...

Zhang Sheng had a pimple in his heart, how much time can artists have to study cooking, and there will be ghosts if they make it delicious.

"You can cook!"

Zhang Sheng pursed his mouth and followed Wang Sulong in.

You Changjing touched his chin and closed the door at the end, he walked slowly, and there was no sound, like a moving goldfish Ji.

The whole house is not big, as soon as you enter the door, you can see the kitchen, and the decoration of the room is very ingenious, especially the CDs pasted on the wall, which are very artistic.

Zhang Sheng changed into slippers and walked inside, he was a little restrained. There were a lot of cameras in the corner of the room, and he felt as if he had entered the common area.

"Is the camera running?" Zhang Sheng stepped forward and asked Wang Sulong in a low voice, "I don't see a red light on its head." ”

Wang Sulong rolled his eyes, blinked, and nodded, "That's right, the camera hasn't started recording yet." When everyone arrived, they started recording. ”

"That's good. Zhang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief. His waist, which had been straight, collapsed with a crisp click, as if there was a lot of pressure on his spine.

It must be because he has taken on the handsomeness and talent that should not be at this age, and it is not because he is weak and twisted to his waist.

After Wang Sulong beckoned Zhang Sheng to find a place to sit down at will, he returned to the kitchen to cut vegetables, and You Changjing quietly returned to the living room to set the dishes. The two people have a clear division of labor and do their own things.

In the room, two small puppies cautiously poked their little heads out of the corner of the sofa, and from time to time they made some faint meows, as if to discuss:

"Who is this guy?"

"I don't know, I'm not friends with ugly people. ”

"Hey, Lao Tie, what a coincidence, and so am I. ”

The two puppies have a sympathetic look in their eyes, and they are worthy of being born from the same mother.

Zhang Sheng put his coat on the hanger, he felt a little bored, so he came to the kitchen and asked Wang Sulong, "What are you going to cook today?"

The kitchen cutting board is lined with turmeric, coriander seeds, chili peppers, cumin, cumin, white pepper, peppercorns, mustard...

Judging from the ingredients of the dish, it should be a type of curry.

The other things that came out were all vegetables, and there was no meat at all.

Zhang Sheng frowned, and secretly said in his heart that it was not good.

He is a carnivore, and for a carnivore, a dinner without meat is soulless.

Dinner without meat is like eating bran rice, and it is difficult to swallow.

"We're going to make curry rice. ”

You Changjing returned to the kitchen after setting the plates, and while answering Zhang Sheng's question, he praised, "His curry rice is delicious." ”

"Okay!"

Zhang Sheng shrugged his shoulders, and he thought to himself:

Curry rice, sure enough, there is no meat at all, can you eat it without meat for dinner? I knew that I would eat it outside.

"Why, listen to your tone, you don't want to eat curry rice?"

Wang Sulong squeezed his eyebrows, he picked up the shovel and boasted, "Don't underestimate the curry rice I make, ordinary people can't eat such delicious things." I'm the exclusive secret formula, absolutely amazing. ”

"Yes, yes. ”

Lao Wang sells melons, sells himself and boasts!

Zhang Sheng was a little perfunctory, and his "god-level cooking skills" made him see at a glance that Wang Sulong's level had many times, and his cooking skills were at most a little better than ordinary people.

In order not to hit Wang Sulong's self-confidence, Zhang Sheng diverted the topic, "Is there anyone else who wants to come? I see that there are four plates, and there are only three people here..."

When Zhang Sheng talked about this, Wang Sulong slapped his head suddenly:

"Oh, yes. I forgot to mention that Mao Buyi is also coming. ”

"What? He's coming? What is he doing?"

Zhang Sheng asked three times in a row, and the whole person was flustered.

He left Mao Buyi alone in the bar yesterday, although Mao Buyi was self-inflicted, he was still a little weak-hearted:

"That's a coincidence. ”

"This guy didn't come to me on purpose, did he?"

"Shall I slip away now, or I will be embarrassed in a moment. ”

Wang Sulong pouted, he put his hand on his chin, and he also wondered why Mao Buyi agreed to come over to record this show. With his understanding of Mao Buyi, Mao Buyi will not participate in this kind of niche show.

Wang Sulong said while thinking:

He asked me who was going to go, and sent me a dagger, and I didn't know what it meant. ”

Dagger?

Zhang Sheng couldn't cry or laugh, "Could it be that this guy is really coming for me!"

"Ding-dong. ”

Speak of the devil.

When the doorbell rang, it was Mao Buyi coming.

Zhang Sheng subconsciously swallowed his saliva.