Chapter Twenty-Six: Movie Invitations
Krystal snorted arrogantly: "Then forgive you, but I have to eat a lot of beef." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½β
"Okay, as long as you come, I promise to have every meal. "Anyway, I eat at least one pound of beef a day.
"I want mangoes. Krystal continued to make conditions.
"As long as you can find it, I'll buy it. β
"That's all for now. β
"Well, I'm going to cook now, do you want to come and watch?"
"No, you're going to want me to do something again. With that, Krystal shoved the small piece of beef into his mouth, turned around and went out of the kitchen to play with Xiao Hei.
There are not a few dishes left, Yang Mo washed the rice and put it in the pot, and accelerated the speed of cooking, but it did not affect the quality of the dishes because of the speed, he would not do that kind of thing, if you want to eat delicious food, you must have enough patience, he has always been very patient with this kind of thing, and the slow thing he did before was just because his hands were relatively slow.
When the dish was ready, the rice was simmered for a while. Yang Mo lit the charcoal, washed the barbecue grill and put it on the grill, and put the whole grill on the dining table. The dining table was specially designed by him, with several round table notches in the middle, and plugged with seamed round table planks, fixed below, and can be removed at any time without being shaken because it is not one.
The dishes are served one after another, and the meal is ready to eat.
"Xiujing, it's time to eat!"
"Inside," not long after answering, the kitchen door opened, and Krystal ran in: "Have you eaten?"
Yang Mo nodded: "The rice is here, you can eat as much as you want." β
"Can I just eat the vegetables?" asked Krystal cautiously, looking at him.
"Whatever you like, as long as you don't let me make another table. Yang Mo has always been indifferent to this kind of request, and how many of those who order a large table of dishes in a restaurant will eat rice.
"Then I'll just eat vegetables!" replied so decisively, it was obvious that the answer was already there.
Yang Mo filled a big bowl of rice and sat face to face with Krystal, Krystal couldn't wait for a long time, she looked at the appetizing meals in front of her, as well as the oven and Korean beef on the side, her saliva was about to flow.
"The beef is marinated, roasted without salt, and if you don't feel like it's flavorful, there's a sauce to dip in on the side, and the two sauces don't affect each other, but complement each other. Eat it. β
Hearing that it was ready to eat, Krystal took the lead in clipping a chopstick Korean beef and putting it on the barbecue grill, the beef made a sizzling sound when it met the high temperature, looking at the gradually curled and cooked beef, Krystal couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, what he likes to eat, he won't get tired of eating as much as he wants.
Yang Mo looked at Krystal's appearance, lowered his head and gave her a chopstick boiled fish fillet: "The beef will be roasted for a while, let's try the dishes I made first." β
Krystal glanced up at him, hummed softly, put the fish meat in his mouth, chewed it gently, and then his eyes couldn't help but widen: "It's delicious, how can your cooking be so delicious!"
"If it's delicious, eat more, and then look at the beef, it's just right to eat." Yang Mo said with a light smile.
"Well, beef!" Krystal exclaimed, quickly picking up the beef and putting it in his mouth.
"Ah, it's so hot!" the freshly roasted beef was fed to her, can it not be hot. Yang Mo got up and poured her a glass of cold water, she took two sips and drank it, feeling better, and couldn't help but say: "Hanyu is so delicious, and the sauce you made is also very delicious!"
Yang Mo hummed softly, picked up the dishes and ate them. Krystal specializes in beef, which makes Yang Mo, who wants to hear her praise, a little disappointed, but fortunately, Krystal gradually shifted his attention to Yang Mo's meal and put the beef aside. Yang Mo was eating while roasting beef, his mastery of the heat had reached a state of superbness, and the roasted beef was naturally better than the roasted krystal. Yang Mo concentrated on roasting the meat, and soon the three boxes of Korean beef were gone, Krystal ate so many Korean beef and ate so many dishes, he was already full, and then watched Yang Mo feast.
Faced with another group of people who were eating at his house, Yang Mo said that he was both relieved and worried, and then, like last time, led Krystal to visit the villa.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, after Yang Mo fed Xiao Hei a meal, the two sat on the observation deck to rest.
"Xiujing. β
"Huh?"
"There's a movie to be filmed, do you want to act?"
"Female one?"
"Sort of, this is a man's play, in layman's terms, the male protagonist loves a woman, and hates the male protagonist, as the only woman of the male protagonist, the female one is naturally the focus of the anti-one, so the story revolves around two men and the woman between the two men. β
"It sounds clichΓ©, but I believe in you, if you look for me, I'll act. β
Yang Mo smiled.
"This is just an approximation, the real plot is still very exciting, but the heroine does not have as many scenes as ordinary movies, after all, it is a man's play, and she died in the end. However, I designed a lot of shocking shots, especially the part of the heroine's death at the end must be played well, if you play it well, you will leave a deep impression, if you don't play well, you may be scolded, and there are a lot of scenes in this role, not only acting is a big challenge for you, even action scenes are not easy to act, fatigue is basic, injuries are normal, but there are fewer scenes, and there will be more free time in the middle of filming. β
"Is there a kiss scene?" Krystal said.
"No, even the place where there needs to be a kiss scene has been cut off by me for various reasons, and I guarantee that everyone will think that it is strange to have a kiss scene in that place. β
Krystal showed a weird smile: "Why do you care so much about whether I make a kiss scene or not, do you?"
"I just think that having a love element doesn't necessarily require a kiss scene, and even if there is a need, I can use various reasons to get through, which is called technology, which ordinary people can't do. β
"Hey~ will boast, you wrote the script, the investment is not in place, I don't know if you can shoot it yet. β
"Didn't I tell you? I'm a senior executive at Twins, and it's not easy to find an investment. β
Krystal was silent for a moment.
"Why are you telling me this?"
"Your agent didn't tell you?"
"That's it. β
"Do you still want you to have a good relationship with me and make friends?"
"You don't mind?"
"The person who can make friends with me is not the kind of superficial person, if you want to make a profit from me, you must be prepared to be profitable by me, this is my code of conduct: treat me with sincerity, I repay it with my heart, and I abandon it as if I were deceiving me. β
"What about me?" said Krystal's voice, a little muffled.
"You, you're a friend I've personally invited, someone I recognize. β
The atmosphere fell silent for a moment, and Krystal drank quietly with his tea in his hand, without the slightest expression on his face.
"Let's just be friends, don't think about all that mess, come on, have a drink. Yang Mo raised the teacup in his hand and said.
Krystal looked at the bright smiling face beside him and the teacup raised to this side, and couldn't help but smile: "Cheers!" She is not the kind of stingy person, Yang Mo said that she doesn't care, what does she have to care about, if she keeps this matter in her heart, it will not be Zheng Xiujing, she is such an atmospheric and noble person. She knows what she wants, but others don't know, so she speculates about her, but the facts tell people that this girl is really not an ordinary person, she can see clarity from her eyes, and freedom can be seen from her behavior, she didn't put on a few masks because she wanted to mix in the entertainment industry, she was not flattering, and she was not arrogant. Some people say that she likes a cold face, and the people she likes like it more and more, and the people she doesn't like it even more, and no one can make everyone like it.
Maybe Krystal wants to be herself, so what does Yang Mo want?passion?freedom?power?live?Maybe they all want, so he is seeking change, driven by external factors;Maybe to sum it up, it's to live well.,This sentence is a bit broad.,But this thing is big and small.,It's probably also the desire of most people.γ But to live well, you have to start from the present, don't know the way, let's talk about it first, anyway, the reality will soon point people in the direction, pressure has two effects on people who never stop, or change the path, or go faster. Reality pointed out a general direction for Yang Mo, but Yang Mo decided to go here, his intuition told him that there might be unexpected results.
Now that the problems were solved, the two chatted again.
"Yang Mo. β
"Huh?"
"You like carving wood, don't you?"
"What's the matter? If you like it, you can choose the ones downstairs. β
"I want that wood carving of mine. β
Yang Mo froze: "What kind of wood carving do you have?"
Krystal turned his head to look at him, "The last time I met Sunny Ernie, she said that a wooden statue of me was found at a friend's house, and said that it was carved very similarly, exactly like me, and that friend liked me, otherwise how could it be carved so realistically." β
Yang Mo's cold sweat flowed out, he knew that it was a hell of a thing to let them keep this secret, why should he be lucky, in this case, he had to raise the private level to the artistic level.
Yang Mo stared at Krystal excitedly: "Have you heard of it?" Let me tell you, it is the most satisfactory character statue I have carved recently, not only completely depicted the form, but also restored the god, all because of an accident, that time I saw your relaxed state in the crew, I was suddenly inspired, and I couldn't help but portray it." I'll show you there. β
As he spoke, Yang Mo took the lead in getting up and walking towards his bedroom.
"You say I'm your carving material?"
Shouldn't we be curious about what wood carving looks like? Shouldn't we be in awe of art?
Yang Mo walked briskly, pretending not to hear. Krystal looked at his back, pursed his lips and smiled, thought for a moment and pulled down his face, following him with a blank face.
"This is your bedroom, and you put my statue in your bedroom?" cried Krystal with a look of absurdity, full of incredulity.
"What's wrong with the bedroom?" asked another person with a different focus.
"You're not going to do anything bad with my statue, are you?" Krystal couldn't help but look at him suspiciously, thinking of what Ernie had said to herself.
"What can you do, and it's not really in the bedroom. You wait here, I'll go in and get it. Yang Mo said, took out the key to open a door inside the bedroom, entered it, and closed the door with his backhand.
Because of Yang Mo's attitude, Krystal was very curious about what was in that door, but she still knew what to do and what not to do, since Yang Mo was relieved to let her into the bedroom, did it mean that she could also take a look, of course, just take a look.