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An Ge only felt panicked in his heart.

The TV series "Red Face" has been tossed for nearly three months, not counting the time delayed by the previous casting and auditions.

Not to mention the grievances suffered for this play.

Now that the TV series is finished, the post-editing should be almost edited, and even the promotional photos have been on TV Weekly, and she, as the heroine, has not even had any news.

And the TV campaign doesn't mention her as the heroine.

It's really a bit deceitful.

She couldn't move her legs, her arms and hands moved, and she threw the magazine out in anger.

smashed on Ning Jiashu who pushed the door in.

Ange: "......"

Ning Jiashu carried a thermos flask in one hand, bent down to pick up the magazine on the ground, and happened to turn the middle pages of Han Xiaolin's "Wei Guangzheng" stills.

He glanced at it a few times, and his face immediately darkened.

"What's the matter? People didn't come to see you, so they were angry with other people's photos?"

Ning Jiashu put down the thermos flask in his hand and snorted coldly.

Turned to the page of Han Xiaolin's stills again, looked at it a few times, and sighed: "This posture of holding the gun is not right? I really don't know who taught him? Anyway, he is also from a military family, isn't it a loss of face for their Han family?"

He blinked his eyes as he spoke, and asked An Ge again: "Don't you actors pay special attention to the authenticity of art, isn't it unprofessional that destroys the artistry of the work?"

An Gezheng was in a bad mood, and when he heard his inexplicable flying vinegar, he didn't explain, turned his head and said angrily: "I don't know, I didn't teach him." ”

Ning Jiashu raised his eyes and looked at her deeply, his face softened, and his eyes became much softer.

He walked over and opened the thermos, and a smell of aroma filled the room.

"Come, don't talk about this, let's drink some pig's trotter stew soup first, to make up for the shape and make up for your legs. ”

Ange: "......"

After a while, he muttered, "You're a pig." ”

"It doesn't matter if I'm a pig or not, as long as you're not. Ning Jiashu smiled comfortably.

took out An Ge's soup bowl on the bedside table, filled a bowl of soup, and blew the hot air: "Drink it while it's hot, try my craft." ”

An Ge glanced at him and looked at the wall clock on the wall of the ward: "What time is it?

Ning Jiashu raised his eyebrows and said, "It doesn't matter what time he is, he will eat when he is hungry." ”

An Ge was speechless: "I only had lunch at twelve o'clock at noon, and now it's only four o'clock in the afternoon, do you think I'm hungry?"

Ning Jiashu looked aggrieved and helpless: "I have something to do in the unit in the morning, and I don't have time to go to the vegetable market at one o'clock in the afternoon to buy meat and soup, of course, I have to boil until this time, the soup is stewed, and as soon as the stew is ready, I will send it to you immediately, do you still think this time is wrong?

complained again: "I let you live in the special ward, but you refuse, you have to live in this four-person room, there is not even a place for hot meals, can you blame me?"

Ange: "......"

I have a brain disease to go to the state-room ward?

She remembered that in order to find fault with her, Jia Ming also said that a crime was to use the relationship to live in a special ward for her father and enjoy treatment that did not meet the regulations.

This was all Ning Jiashu's arrangement at the beginning.

So he said angrily: "I live in the special ward? Am I qualified to live in the special ward? What level of soldier am I? What kind of person can live in the special ward? You don't know to ask your brother about the rules of the hospital. ”

Ning Jiashu rolled his eyes disappreciatively: "What's wrong with the special ward? Now that the hospital is still open to the outside world in order to make money, ordinary people outside can live as long as they give money, what can't you live in, it's a big deal to give them money." It's not that you can't afford it. ”

An Ge was so choked by his crooked reasoning and heresy that he didn't speak for a while, and after a pause, he said with a disgusted face: "Ordinary people outside can live, but I can't live yet...... You said that you are also a handful of old people, and you have been in the army for so many years, and you don't understand this reason? ”

Anyway, now that they have said it, they both know that each other is not from this era.

Ning Jiashu didn't get angry when he heard her mention this, but smiled faintly: "It's good that you know, we are all old people, and we are all picking up a life, in this case, we should live a little more chic, we don't need to take into account so many other people's eyes, we have to live according to our own ideas, how comfortable and how to come, why care about those gossips? Do you think God will give you another chance, so that you can live a few more times?"

As he spoke, he had already brought the bowl of pork bone soup to An Ge, "Okay, okay, drink the soup while talking, it won't taste good when it's cold." ”

An Ge couldn't, so he had to drink the soup with a bowl.

After taking a few sips, I saw Ning Jiashu staring at her expectantly.

An Ge choked, did this expression mean to give him a few sips? or something else?

She had no choice but to point to the thermos, "You can also take a bowl and drink a little?"

Ning Jiashu shook his head and said, "It's all for you to drink." ”

An Ge thought to himself, then why are you staring at me with such expectant eyes?

"I just want to ask you, do you think it's delicious? Why don't you give an opinion? If it's delicious, I'll stew it according to this method in the future, and if it's not delicious, let's improve it." ”

It turned out to be for praise.

Ning Jiashu said again: "I also put other ingredients in this pork bone soup, all for you to nourish your body, if you think it tastes good, we will stew like this in the future." ”

An Ge wiped the oil from his mouth.

To be honest, Ning Jiashu's current cooking skills are really not ordinarily good, this bone broth is stewed fragrant and thick, the taste is mellow, and there is no fishy smell, it is really delicious.

She couldn't help but ask curiously: "By the way, Ning Jiashu, I remember that you didn't know how to cook before, why are you so good at cooking now? ”

Ning Jiashu said proudly: "I didn't know before, but now I know a lot of things, where is it just the matter of cooking, people will change." ”

An Ge heard that he meant something, and there was something in his words, so he didn't dare to answer, lowered his eyes, and continued to drink soup.

Ning Jiashu only smiled faintly.

Before the soup was finished, Xiao Xiaoqing pushed the door in.

As soon as she entered the door, she shrugged her nose: "Oh, what does it smell like? ”

Seeing Ning Jiashu again, he was stunned for a moment.

Then he rubbed over excitedly, sat opposite Ning Jiashu, and asked directly: "Hey, Platoon Leader Ning, did your brother come to the hospital with you?"

An Ge remembered Xiao Xiaoqing's secret love for Ning Jiaxi, and remembered the way the two brothers got along, raised his eyebrows, although he lowered his head and continued to drink soup, his face had already changed to a good show

Sure enough, Ning Jiashu shook his head and said, "I don't know, I didn't go with him." ”

Xiao Xiaoqing frowned: "Didn't you go with him? Aren't you his younger brother?"

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