Song Pingguo is an excellent chef, and Lei Qiu thinks he is a very good "person who cares for the aftermath of the chef".

She felt that a dish was not necessarily served directly into her mouth. It's like not only knowing the answer to a math problem, but also the process of a math problem, and she can easily understand the original intention of the person who wrote the problem, so as to find the most appropriate process for a complex problem, and then get the answer from the process.

Raichu plans to write an autobiography "How to Eat Elegantly" after she becomes popular.

When Xu Ruoyang announced that he would continue to shoot the next shot, Lei Qiu raised his hand and made a "pause" gesture in the air, then took out a fruit knife from the backpack she was carrying, scalded the blade in the hot water, and carefully cut the cake.

First two knives vertically and horizontally, and then another knife on each piece, the round cake was divided into eight even pieces, Lei Qiu pulled out one of the pieces a little, looked at the cake and cream intertwined in the cross-section with satisfaction, and asked Xu Ruoyang, who was standing behind her and observing: "You are ready to shoot before you cut it?" ”

Xu Ruoyang nodded sincerely: "We were originally going to let you grab it in your hands and gnaw it, do you believe it?" ”

"I believe it."

Sang Zhi really had never seen such a look.

There are too many delicate minds among girls of this age, or in other words, there are still girls with "girlish hearts", and Sang Zhi certainly knows that Gong Xiao also likes her, even if she does her best to show the diligence of a rich second generation, she can see it in her eyes.

And at this moment, Lei Chu, staring at the cake and pushing the teacup to her, and staring at the teacup to push the cake to her, the action was restrained and unnatural, and she didn't look at Sang Zhi from beginning to end, until she tidied up her collar twice, and buttoned the sleeves of the shirt cuffs, and when she picked up the teacup and drank tea, she secretly raised her eyes to look at Sang Zhi.

Her eyes were full of eager longing and inevitable uneasiness, and her gaze stayed on Mulberry as long as she could, and then left as quickly as she could.

This kind of contradictory and affectionate eyes, Sang Zhi has never seen it in Gong Xiaoye.

Raichu is now acting more realistically than real.

So much so that after the director shouted the card, Sang Zhi drank the last sip of tea left in the cup with palpitations, and all sighed to discuss with Lei Qiu how she really felt just now.

"Raichu, to be honest, if it weren't for the two of us knowing each other too well." Sang Zhi struggled to squeeze out the second half of the sentence, "If it weren't for the two of us being too familiar, I would have thought you really liked me." ”

"Thanks for the compliment." After leaving the camera, Raichu returned to his usual state, not to mention that the pink bubbles flew all over the sky just now, and he couldn't even pull out a little ambiguous atmosphere, "Don't like me." ”

Gong Xiaoye walked over while looking down at his phone, and punched Lei Qiu heavily in the shoulder: "You just think about good things, can you look at you like Sang Zhi?" ”

"Not necessarily." Lei Qiu argued seriously, "Some people are just too good-looking, and they are tired of looking at people in the mirror all day long, so they don't care about the appearance of their other half at all." ”

"According to your theory, I can't look down on Gong Xiaoye." Sang Zhi still felt that the few bites of cake he ate just now were greasy in his mouth, "You continue to talk, I'll pour another cup of tea to drink." ”

Gong Xiao's eyes lit up, and he turned around excitedly and asked Lei Qiu: "Was she just complimenting me on my good looks?" ”

Before you know it, the shooting can be described as "entering the end".

Raichu didn't think about it that much, she had always focused more on the present than looking to the future. She was worried that she would return to the life of a jobless vagrant, so why was she embarrassed to eat haze at the dinner table every night.

After a few rains in a row, the whole city is washed up, and the breath of winter is hidden under the fallen leaves, peeking into the streets of people, ready to pour out at any moment.

The last time I went to Song Pingguo's place for dinner, Song Pingguo said that her father was delayed on the road and might have to delay it for a few days to come back, but she even packed her luggage, and as soon as Song Yong got home, she immediately went to Leiqiu.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and the time spent in the crew is getting shorter and shorter, and Song Pingguo is still uncertain when he will come back. This afternoon, Lei Qiu lay bored on the sofa, staring at the heat from the teacup on the coffee table, comforting herself that winter was the dormant season, and by next spring, she would be at the peak of her life.

At least this winter she will be able to fulfill her parents' wish to see her on television.

Thinking of his parents beating gongs and drums and inviting the whole village to watch "The Old Man Still Sings", Lei Qiu felt that this scene was really full of the atmosphere of celebrating the New Year with joy.

On this afternoon when Raichu was preparing to nest up on the couch and grow mushrooms, there was a knock on her door. To be precise, there was a knock on the door of Song Pingguo's rental house.

Raichu finally found a comfortable position to lie down, and reluctantly stood up with the pillow in his arms to open the door.

Gong Xiao, who was standing at the door, also held a Wen Jiàn bag high in both hands and shouted in a particularly pompous tone: "Surprise! ”

Lei Qiu asked her indifferently, "What's in the bag?" ”

"Contract. Although we have a good relationship, we can't always rely on favors, right? Gong Xiao also walked in the door, subconsciously looked at the kitchen, and wrinkled his nose in disappointment, "Why hasn't your little apple come back yet, you are urging her, I am in a hurry if you are not in a hurry." ”

"I'm not in a hurry, I'm so anxious that I'm losing weight." Lei Qiu sat on the sofa, opened the bag that Gong Xiao also handed her, and looked at the thick stack of printed contracts inside, "Gong Tou'er, are you really here?" ”

"Of course it's true, otherwise I came here to do something, and I have no food to eat." Gong Xiao also took a cup and poured a cup of tea, "Fortunately, the tea is not bad, and it is also Song Pingguo's?" ”

"The tea leaves are my own. If you care so much about my apples, I'm going to suspect that you have the intention of prying into the corner. Lei Qiu flipped through the contract that Gong Xiao also gave her, and turned down page by page, she went to the drama school after finishing elementary school, although there are cultural classes in the drama school, but after all, it is still the main task of learning drama.

So when Raichu saw this complicated contract full of numbers, she was shocked in her heart: what is this stuff?

Sensing that Lei Qiu might be scolding in his heart at this time, Gong Xiao also thoughtfully took out one of the pages and put it in front of Lei Qiu: "Look at this, this one is talking about human words." ”

"Then I can ask for five percent less for the sound you just said - I'm just polite, can you hear me?"

"It's okay, just ask for five percent less sincerity for you, and I'll give you five percent more."

Gong Xiaoye and Lei Qiu are both very efficient and cheerful people, from Gong Xiao also walking in the door to Lei Qiu signing the contract, the whole process takes less than fifteen minutes.

After sending Gong Xiaoye away, Lei Qiu sighed in her heart that she was right, this is the winter that she has been dormant to accumulate energy, just waiting for the spring of the next year to break out.

With that in mind, she was content to continue lying on the couch and grow mushrooms - but there was another knock at the door.

Almost at the moment when Lei Qiu opened the door, Song Pingguo threw herself into Lei Qiu's arms along with the backpack that was stuffed behind her.

Song Pingguo put her hands on the back of her neck, and the whole person pressed up together with the weight of the backpack, and the unprepared Lei Qiu was almost knocked to the ground like this, staggering to his feet, and looked down at Song Pingguo suspiciously: "Think of me so much?" I just saw it two days ago? ”

Song Pingguo buried her face in Lei Qiu's shoulder, and her voice was muffled: "Lei Qiu, why do you like me?" ”

"Huh?"

Generally speaking, the people who ask inexplicable questions like this, and inexplicably start to be coquettish are Lei Qiu, when Song Pingguo suddenly did this, Lei Qiu couldn't help but sigh in her heart if she was too good at bringing bad others, first let the whole crew eat and eat with her, and then let Xu Ruoyang also learn to boil the chicken soup for the soul of "how to know if you don't try it", and then let Song Pingguo learn to make trouble unreasonably.

It was calm and calm, as if she had been a thirty-year-old Song Pingguo since she was born.

"I won't let go if I don't answer......"

Raichu thought to himself, then I won't answer, you can just hang on me, it's fine.

But the bag behind Song Pingguo was too heavy, so Lei Qiu had to make a certain compromise.

"Uh......" Raichu struggled to weave the wording, "because I feel like you're my soulmate." ”

Song Pingguo raised her head suddenly, her face full of consternation that she didn't know whether she wanted to laugh or get angry, and after a while, she slowly swallowed and asked: "Can you give a slightly more normal answer, what age are you still soul mates?" Do you know what your soul looks like? ”

Lei Qiu and Song Pingguo have just known each other, and they get along like two friends who have known each other for many years. After they fell in love, the mode of getting along didn't change much, and they sprinted directly from the level of confidants and old friends to the level of old husbands and wives, and they didn't even step on the brakes in the middle.

Because the usual relationship is so taken for granted, Raichu really doesn't know how to deal with this problem for a while.

I had to use expediency first.

"Hmm...... This one...... So, little apple, you come down first, and I'll tell you slowly. ”

"Then I didn't fall for your expediency."

"Oh, such a profound question, you have to make me think, don't you?" Raichu glanced at the clock on the wall, "It's time for the food stall to come out now, let me think while eating, okay?" ”

Song Pingguo let go of her hand and got down from Lei Qiu: "You can actually find a girlfriend at your level of speech." ”

"Because I'm sincere." Lei Qiu took the backpack in Song Pingguo's hand, put it on the sofa, and touched his pocket to confirm that the wallet was on his body, "Let's go, I promise to make up a particularly perfect answer for you tonight, you can send it to the circle of friends to brag that your girlfriend is very good at talking." ”

“…… Make one? ”

"Oh not to make it up, it's to think, to think of one, to find the answer from the depths of my heart."