"Farewell" is the first play after Wen Yang's debut.

After the casting was confirmed, Wen Yang had to pack his luggage and join the group again.

This time the shooting location was in D City, and Wen Yang has not traveled so far since he worked.

Four Seasons also hired a little assistant for her, a girl who has been working for several years, about the same age as her, and her name is Zhang Yan.

But she's not a talkative girl.

Zhang Yan is a very serious girl, wearing big glasses, like the old-fashioned history teacher in her high school.

Wen Yang saw that she handled things in an orderly manner, and he admired her a little more.

Wen Yang only told her when he was going to be in the crew, and Zhang Yan sent her the news of the flight within ten minutes.

Extremely efficient.

Wen Yang looked at his hand that was holding potato chips, felt deeply remorseful, and vowed to work hard when he joined the group.

I still don't eat these potato chips, in case it affects the camera.

Wen Yang sealed the potato chips.

Remembering that she hadn't posted on Weibo for a long time, she decided to update Weibo.

After all, she is now a person with fans.

Wen Yang thought about it and took a photo of potato chips, with the text: As soon as I thought of joining the group, I silently took my hand back.

After posting on Weibo, Wen Yang went to put on a mask.

She picked up her phone while taking care of her skin.

Her Weibo was soon commented.

"Sister eat more~We're not fat~"

"Who said you were fat, hit him!"

"Remember to eat when you work outside~"

"Oh my God, new play!"

Wen Yang chose the first few comments and replied with a heart one by one.

After replying, she was just about to quit Weibo when she saw two comments that were suddenly topped.

One is He Feng's comment: Don't get fat, eat more.

Wen Yang smiled and replied: You also have to eat more.

The other is Lin Chuan's comment: Not fat!

Wen Yang replied: Okay.

After these two replies, Wen Yang thought of He Feng's comment, and felt itchy in her heart, she opened WeChat, and her finger stayed on He Feng's avatar.

Wen Yang couldn't think of a reason to chat, and scratched his head a little irritably.

Unexpectedly, He Feng suddenly sent her an emoji.

The meme is a poor duck pouting, and the text is hungry.

Wen Yang laughed until her mask almost fell off, and she replied, "Have you eaten supper?" ”

He Feng: You cook, I have the vegetables.

Wen Yang: Wait for me!

She tore off the mask, washed her face and hands, and combed her hair again.

After doing this, she grabbed her phone and went out.

Wen Yang opened the door and saw He Feng standing at the door of his house.

Today's He Feng is still wearing home clothes, with a bit of laziness.

obviously has hazy blue hair, but the more Wen Yang looks at it, the more cute he feels.

Warmly lovely.

She smiled and said, "What is delicious at Mr. He's house?" ”

He Feng: "Let's make dumplings." ”

Wen Yang was surprised and said, "Do you have dumpling wrappers and fillings?" Oh my God, is this still Mr. He who can only cook instant noodles? ”

He Feng smiled and said seriously: "Cooking instant noodles is also a craft. ”

Wen Yang was amused and said, "Okay, okay, I know, why do you suddenly want to make dumplings?" ”

He Feng: "Xiaopang bought it, I'm hungry." ”

After he finished speaking, he silently withdrew WeChat.

Jiang Ying said that if two people make dumplings together, they can cultivate feelings.

Making dumplings together sounds good.

He Feng couldn't help but smile when he thought of Wen Yang's happy appearance every time he ate.

After chatting with Jiang Ying, he asked Xiaopang to buy the skin and stuffing, just in time for Wen Yang to come back from the audition.

Wen Yang nodded and said, "Then let's make dumplings together." ”

Wen Yang followed He Feng into the kitchen.

Dumpling wrappers and fillings are already set on the table.

Wen Yang found a plate in the cabinet, filled it with cold boiled water, and placed it on the table.

Wen Yang put the dumpling skin in his hand and filled the meat filling with a spoon: "Teacher He is optimistic, wrap it like this~"

Her small hands skillfully closed the dumpling skin with the meat filling, and deftly pinched the skin to bend it, and a dumpling was wrapped.

The meat filling is just right, neither feeling too little meat nor stretching the skin out.

Under Wen Yang's expectant eyes, He Feng picked up a dumpling wrapper.

“......”

The skin is broken.

There is less meat.

Not like dumplings.

Wen Yang looked at He Feng's innocent eyes, and had no choice but to smile: "You have a good package." ”

She pointed to the dumpling with the skin stretched out and said, "Look at this, the chubby one is very cute." ”

She pointed to the dumpling with less meat and said, "This one feels like a dumpling." ”

Wen Yang couldn't make it anymore, looked at He Feng sincerely, and said, "Actually, Teacher He may be suitable for waiting on the sofa for dinner." You don't have to go to a gentle and homely character. ”

“......”

Wen Yang looked at He Feng innocently again, this is not the key.

The point is that He Feng blinked.

Wen Yang said helplessly: "Okay, let's wrap it together." ”

After wrapping up n failed products, He Feng stood up.

Wen Yang was overjoyed, thinking that why the wind was going to stop doing it.

said that he knew that He Feng picked up the wrapped "dumplings" and walked to the gas stove.

Wen Yang: "........"

Seeing that He Feng's posture was to cook dumplings by herself, she opened her mouth to stop her: "Actually, I can cook ......"

He Feng: "I'll come." ”

Okay, it's rare for a male god to "show off his cooking skills".

Don't stop it.

Anyway, it's cooked, so it won't be so bad to eat.

Wen Yang's eyes lit up, he looked at He Feng's back, and said firmly in his heart: "I will eat whatever the male god cooks!" ”

Wen Yang turned around and returned to the table and continued to wrap dumplings.

After she finished wrapping a plate of dumplings, He Feng took a bowl of dumplings and put it in front of her.

He Feng didn't simply cook dumplings.

Wen Yang looked at the dumplings in front of him with complicated eyes.

It's said it's boiled dumplings, but it doesn't have soup.

Only the soup at the bottom? The dumplings are also sprinkled with chopped green onions.

He Fengbao's dumplings were already open, and they bloomed as soon as he boiled them.

In front of Wen Yang at the moment was a bowl of pasted food.

As for the soup, Wen Yang estimated that He Feng adjusted it himself.

Before Wen Yang could take his mouth, his nose smelled a strong smell of vinegar.

Wen Yang blinked, raised his head and asked, "What kind of dish is this?" ”

Such a big vinegar smell made Wen Yang forget what he said just now, "I will eat whatever the male god cooks".

He Feng: "Cold dumplings." ”

As soon as He Feng said this, Wen Yang took a closer look at the bowl of food.

"Dumplings" and "cold sauce" are indeed the prototype of cold dumplings.

Wen Yang faintly felt He Feng's slightly expectant eyes when he looked at him.

Wen Yang thought in his heart: beautiful and delicious, beautiful and delicious, beautiful and delicious......

She picked up the spoon, dug into a large mouthful of meat, and shoved it into her mouth.

At first, the vinegar taste was not so strong, and after Wen Yang chewed it a few times, the thick vinegar flavor and the strange taste spread in her mouth.

Wen Yang didn't dare to chew anymore, so he swallowed it directly.

She pointed to the water, and He Feng immediately poured her a glass.

After a glass of water, Wen Yang felt that his throat felt better.

He Feng said in a sullen voice: "Isn't it hard to eat." ”

He Feng lowered his head, from Wen Yang's point of view, he really looked like a child who had done something wrong.

Where did Wen Yang see He Feng like this.

She put the spoon back in the bowl, her mind racing about how she could express the taste of the food tactfully without hurting her male god's heart.

Wen Yang grinned, "Actually, it's okay." It's just that the vinegar and chili peppers are a little too much, and the taste is a bit big. Did you put anything else? ”

She couldn't describe the strange taste, the only thing she knew for sure was the sour and spicy taste that came into her mouth.

He Feng: "Seasoning." ”

Wen Yang glanced at the direction He Feng pointed his finger.

Next to the gas stove lies a packet of instant noodle seasoning lying quietly.

He Feng placed a whole pack.

Wen Yang looked at the soup in the bowl in shock.

She now understood why the soup was so dark.

Wen Yang stammered, "You...... Why do you want to serve instant noodles with seasonings? ”

What is the operation of adding vinegar and chili pepper after adding seasoning?

He Feng: "Taste." ”

Wen Yang: "......"

She smiled: "Teacher He, promise me not to cook alone in the future, okay?" ”

He Feng took her bowl, scooped a mouthful of meat with a spoon and put it in his mouth.

It was too late for Wen Yang to stop it.

He Feng: ......

Wen Yang frowned when he saw He Feng, took her cup and poured it back in front of her before pouring himself a glass of water.

He Feng said: "Spicy, hurts the throat." ”

Wen Yang picked up the water and said, "It's okay now, I've already drunk a glass of water, and it won't feel so spicy." ”

He Feng: "Teacher Wen, I was wrong. ”

Yes, it's getting a little milk again.

Under the soft light, the eyes of the young man in front of him were clean and sincere.

Wen Yang sighed and said helplessly: "Okay, let's eat together when we are at home in the future, I will cook." ”

He Feng hooked the corners of his mouth.

Maybe it's because the corners of his mouth are a little curvature.

It was so big that Wen Yang actually felt that the smile on the corner of his mouth looked a little successful.

She rubbed her eyebrows helplessly and said, "You wait for me, I'm going to cook dumplings at home." ”

He Feng smiled and nodded.

Wen Yang quickly cooked the dumplings, and she put two large bowls on the table.

The aroma of dumplings came to his nose, and Wen Yang felt much better.

She thought to herself, relieved, "It's good that one of the two of us can cook." ”

She suddenly remembered that there was a saying: To capture a man's heart, you must first grab his stomach.

As soon as He Feng put the spoon into the bowl, he felt Wen Yang's gaze.

I don't know what Wen Yang remembered, his eyes lit up at the moment.

He Feng couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth.

Wen Yang sat down in the chair opposite him and asked, "What does Teacher He think of my craftsmanship?" ”

He Feng looked at the dumplings in the bowl, then at Wen Yang, and said with a smile: "Teacher Wen's cooking skills are really good!" ”

Wen Yang happily ate dumplings.

This is the normal dumpling flavor.

Wen Yang became more confident.

She felt that she was simply a representative of the gentle home!

Wen Yang's fighting spirit ignited in his heart.

As long as she grabs He Feng's stomach well, then ......

Maybe.......

Wen Yang didn't dare to think about it anymore, what she was sure of now was: cook well and get along with the male god more.

As for the direction of the story, it is not something she can control.