At the turn of late autumn and early winter, people come and go under the zelkova trees on both sides of the road, and the fallen leaves are swept into piles and leaning quietly on the side of the road. The sound of bicycle ruts running over the fallen leaves, and the sound of the girl plucking the bell quickly attracted Mai Shiraishi, who was quietly waiting in front of the ramen shop.

“miho?” Shiraishi was in uniform and looked at Hoshimi who came unexpectedly, and was particularly surprised. "Does Miho have a shooting assignment today? My agent told me that I was recording alone. ”

"Well, I also received the information from the agent last night, and they seemed to think that I had eaten instant noodles quite deliciously before, so they temporarily added me." Hoshimi locked the car aside, shook off the fallen leaves on his shoulders, took off his coat and folded it into the basket, and handed Shiraishi the large bag hanging from the handlebars. "It's a sackcloth-like coat, it's already washed."

"Thank you."

"I should say it, I'm going to ask Mai to take care of it today." Hoshimi's hearty smile took away a trace of the haze of the scene, and made the originally nervous Shiraishi relax a little.

"This is the information I compiled last night, I just asked the program team at the intersection, they will arrive in a while, we can go to the store to inquire first." Hoshimi handed over the folder in his backpack.

"Have you sorted out the information?" Shiraishi looked at the dozen pages of paper that Hoshimi handed her, and only felt that her scalp was numb.

"It's not information, it's just the basic shooting skills of food program shots, for example, we can choose the dining surface and the better shape of the food as the close-up part, indirectly remove the parts with poor food performance and background elements, so that the main body of the food is more prominent, and the diagonal composition method will make the picture of the food more flexible." Looking at Shiraishi, who was frowning, Hoshimi raised his eyes and showed a tacit smile at her, and changed his words: "These are not things we should consider, there are professional photographers in the program team, we just need to show it at the right time." To put it bluntly, Mai just needs to do it according to the original idea. ”

Looking at Shiraishi, who breathed a sigh of relief, Hoshimi silently took back the information that the other party was holding in his hand and put it back in his backpack, "I'm just interested in photography and the like, so I just checked it out for personal reasons." ”

"Mai has been waiting for a long time?"

"No, I've just arrived."

"Didn't Mai enter the store?"

"Are you going to go in now?"

"You can go in first and ask about the signature dishes or something, let's go, anyway, there will be a while, let's go in and sit and wait."

"Good. But instead of asking the store or something, Miho should touch up the makeup first, right? I rode over and my forehead was sweaty, and my makeup was spent. ”

"Really?" Hoshimi immediately picked up his phone and slapped it at himself, "Oh no, I didn't bring a makeup bag." ”

"Sure enough, it's still a child." Shiraishi smiled, pulled Hoshimi aside and sat down, took out the makeup powder from his bag and began to spread it on Hoshimi's stunned face.

Just when the two were busy sorting out their makeup and hair, the program team also arrived at the point and began to set up the machine and debug the equipment. Hoshimi, who had just finished touching up his makeup, was still busy sorting out Mike, and the staff began to explain the general process of the show to the two of them again, barely having any time to breathe.

"This time we're going to taste fried noodles with hanging sauce!"

"It feels the same as Baby Star's noodles."

"I like the chicken flavor."

"Really!"

"Well, I feel like the chicken flavor is the best. However, the fried noodles in this sauce also look absolutely delicious. ”

"Where are you going to eat this?" Shiraishi held his chopsticks and looked at a large plate of fried noodles hesitantly, not knowing where to start.

"Try rolling a big mouthful, like this." Hoshimi picked up the side dish and circled it twice, showing it to the camera, "I'm moving." ”

"It feels crispy."

"yes, it's the same as Baby Star's noodles."

"I asked the store before, and it was said that it would taste better with some vinegar." Hoshimi picked up the vinegar on the side and poured it on it, motioning for Shiraishi to taste it again.

"Sure enough, this is Baby Star's crispy noodles."

"It's so rewarding to come here to eat, and you can get a pack of crispy noodles for a bowl of fried noodles. Boss! Is there mayonnaise, please? Hoshimi raised his hand and looked at their shop with a smile, "I think this noodle might be more divided if it were added with mayonnaise." ”

Shiraishi, who couldn't stop laughing, instantly stared at Hoshimi with a cold face, and his cold gaze was like a knife constantly cutting through Hoshimi's skin.

"The shopkeeper doesn't have to bother, this bowl of noodles is already delicious, right, Mai is so delicious that you can't speak." Hoshimi felt the tension of piercing the bone marrow and immediately changed the subject, signaling that Shiraishi was still filming.

"It's really delicious, it seems that Miho likes it very much, so why don't you eat more." Shiraishi picked up the noodles and brought them to Hoshimi's mouth, watching her wrap a large mouthful of noodles without tears and then continue to roll up a ball of noodles, and once again deliver it to Hoshimi's mouth, who had not yet had time to swallow the bun.

"Whew-"

“CUT！” The loud sound of slapping boards broke the icy scene.

Hoshimi propped himself up on the table with his stomach in his hands, and in front of him was an empty bowl with only the remaining sauce. She pinched the glass and looked painfully at Mai Shiraishi, who was smiling and smiling with her staff, only to feel that her stomach was suddenly scratched, making her sweat cold.

"Isn't Miho ready to go? Is the noodles so delicious, ready for another bowl? ”

Hoshimi slowly got up from the seat holding the glass, his lower lip trembled slightly, and his voice was mixed with lingering fear, "No need, I'm not the kind of person who likes to take advantage of the program team, I'm full." ”

Looking at Shiraishi's disbelieving gaze, he immediately added, "I'm tired of chow mein, and I probably won't want to eat it for a long time." ”

I'm afraid I'm tired of fried noodles in the rest of my life.

"So fast, I thought Miho liked it so much, and ate so much of a bowl."

Hoshimi recalled the scene when she ate the plate of fried noodles one bite at a time, and felt another spasm in her stomach, she just wanted to rush over and shake Shiraishi's shoulder desperately and ask her loudly: Didn't you force me to eat it?

But she thought of the image of a lady she was going to set up, and instantly gave up this idea, letting it dissipate in the wind without a trace.

"No need, I think Baby Star's crispy noodles are better." With that, Hoshimi silently retreated to the wall, and inadvertently moved to the door, and then plucked up the courage to look back at the slowly packing things up Shiraishi and shouted, "It's a pity that Baby Star doesn't have a mayonnaise flavor!" Otherwise, I will definitely buy a box for Mai samples with full righteousness! ”

Shiraishi raised his head when he heard the sound, but he only caught the back of Hoshimi fleeing from the wilderness, leaving only the door curtain waving lightly in the wind, and a room full of smiles.