Qiao Xiaoqiao really didn't brag, she really studied sports psychology, originally her plan was to stay in the provincial team as a coach after retiring, these have been systematically studied, and she also took the coaching certificate, but after all, she has only won the provincial championship, plus she is young, and the team doesn't want her.

Although sports psychology is very different from psychology, she is really right, White does not have any friends, his friends are limited to eating, drinking and having fun with him, plus his family background, there are more whiskers and horses, fox friends and dog friends are almost the same, friends are really not counted.

Bai Lu doesn't know who Pete Krauss is, Drummond, a third-rate director, can't help but know, originally unrelated people were not allowed to enter the set, when I heard that this was Pite Krauss's son, I didn't want to verify the truth or falsehood, look, look at it, I want a role? What about one of the slain villains?

In this way, White was successfully "killed" by Bai Lu five times, this time the reason for NG was not Bai Lu, it was that White always wanted to add drama to himself when he was "killed", and he staggered and shot his head, and he was still convulsing on the ground, if it wasn't for Pete Krauss, his father would have been thrown out.

"It's really enjoyable." White changed back into his own clothes and chatted with Bai Lu, who was resting. "It's just that the blood bag hurts a little when it explodes on my body, but it's okay, I'll get used to it."

Bai Lu raised his eyebrows, this guy doesn't have any special fetishes, right?

After the movie was filmed for a day, White followed the crew for a day, not to be exact. In addition to asking the director this and that, he also helped the props team move things, which can be regarded as a little help, and he didn't help more and more.

"Let's go out together." At the end of the evening, White invited Bai Lu and Qiao Xiaoqiao.

"I'm not going." Bai Lu was a little tired and refused: "I'm going to shoot tomorrow, go back and rest." ”

"So early?" White seemed to see something terrible. "It's not even ten o'clock, oh my God, this is Los Angeles, it's Hollywood, and there are still people who have to go to bed before ten o'clock?"

"I don't like noisy places."

"I don't like it either."

"Don't like you going?" Bai Lu really thinks that this guy has some psychological problems, and it's hard to say what the specific reason is, maybe it's caused by his father finding him a stepmother several times.

"And where else can I go?" White looked at Bai Lu in confusion. "I tried to make some investments before, but in the end I lost nothing, my dad said, as long as I don't invest, I can do whatever I want."

"And then you're lying flat?"

"What lie flat?"

"It's fine." Bai Lu thought for a moment and said. "Let's go, go to me, barbecue."

As soon as Bai Lu said White, he agreed, he didn't care what he was going to do, as long as he didn't let him go to bed at ten o'clock, he could do anything.

On the way back, I found a supermarket and bought some barbecue ingredients and seasonings, and went back to let the cook handle it, and Bai Lu roasted it himself.

White, a foreigner, has never eaten authentic Northeast barbecue, and the barbecue he has eaten is limited to grilled steaks and sausages, or with tomato sauce or Mexican hot sauce and mustard, and it is the first time that he has sprinkled cumin and sesame chili powder. And this product is particularly interested in the big waist, saying that the taste of this thing is very strange, but the aftertaste is endless.

"You have a fireplace in your house, right?" Bai Lu asked.

"Yes." The corners of the two mouths that White ate are black, and this thing won't be skewered.

"See this waist?" Bai Lu took a complete waist and cut the knife flower with a knife, then sprinkled it with salt, wrapped it in a layer of newspaper, wrapped it in a layer of mud that the bodyguards had brought over, and threw it directly into the barbecue stove when it was finished. "You go home and do it, and you can eat it in about half an hour."

"Good, good, good." White jumped straight with joy. "By the way, what are your spices? Can you tell me the recipe? ”

"What's the recipe for this? Cumin sesame paprika. ”

"It's as simple as that?" White couldn't believe it. "Is there really no special recipe?"

"Nope." Bai Lu shook his head and picked up a bag of barbecue sauce: "Yes and only this, the recipe is written in the ingredient list." ”

"It's really amazing." White suddenly thought about something. "White, you say, if I open a barbecue restaurant like this here, can I get three Michelin stars? Those celebrities and models should like this flavor very much, right? ”

Bai Lu almost sprayed a sip of the drink, he knew that there was something wrong with this thing's brain circuit, but what did he think? Where is this? Los Angeles, Hollywood.

Getting a barbecue restaurant in this place where every inch of land is at a premium, do you expect celebrity models to collectively drink draft beer? What's even more exaggerated is that he also wants to rate three Michelin stars.

When he told Qiao Xiaoqiao about White's brain hole, Qiao Xiaoqiao also burst into laughter, which is probably similar to going to the Sahara to sell chilled watermelons.

It was almost twelve o'clock Bai Lu announced his disbandment, and he was still unfinished, but he also had to leave, and when he left, he took away a few waists that he hadn't eaten, and Bai Lu didn't know what he was going to do, it was the middle of the night, and he wanted to eat something when he went back?

……

Nothing was said all night.

At seven o'clock the next morning, in a villa in Bel Air, Pete Kraus got up early.

Unlike those rich people who have become fat after the age of forty, Pete has a good management of his body, he is almost sixty years old, and the muscle lines on his body are no worse than those young people, if Bai Lu sees it, he can understand why he can marry a stepmother for White and be three years younger than him.

Pete came back from running outside in a hooded sweatshirt, and as soon as he entered the house, he smelled a very strange smell, this smell was somewhat familiar, he seemed to smell it many years ago, and after thinking about it for a long time, he suddenly frowned, is this urinating in the house?

When he walked into the house, he saw his son, who usually doesn't sleep until noon, setting dishes at the table, which surprised Pete.

First of all, his son who didn't sleep until noon and didn't get up actually got up so early. Secondly, his son, who couldn't even boil boiling water, actually made him breakfast. In the end, the smell of urine was not who peed in the house, but the smell of his breakfast.

"White, what are you doing?" Pete Krauss's expression was very strange, if he was angry, he couldn't be angry, after all, his son had made him breakfast early in the morning, but what was the black and still blooming thing on that plate? But if you want to say that you are happy, you can't be happy, if it weren't for him as a son, you would have to suspect that your son was trying to murder him and seize the family property.

"Breakfast, a new dish I learned from a friend." White was still plating, and the bread and milk were served.

"What is this?" Pete Krauss looked at it for a long time, it smelled bad, and it didn't look good, can this thing be eaten?

"I don't know, it looks like the entrails of some animal." White thought about it for a long time and didn't remember.

"You take a bite first, I'll see." Pete Krauss said skeptically.

White was generous, picked up the knife and fork and cut the waist very stylishly, then inserted a piece and put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times and frowned: "The taste is a little wrong, oh, I forgot to put salt." ”

After speaking, he ran into the kitchen and took a bottle of candy and sprinkled it on it, and vomited after taking a bite, looking up at his father puzzled: "Why is salt sweet?" ”

This made Pete Kraus breathe a sigh of relief, the son is still the same son, the body is not occupied by aliens, of course, even if the body is occupied, the brain is not occupied.

I took the salt from the kitchen and handed it to White, and I saw my son take another bite of the salt, and then nodded with a look of enjoyment: "That's right, it tastes good this time, you taste it, I have to find my new friend." ”

It stands to reason that the first time my son cooks for himself, he should eat it, and he has to praise it. But the problem is that he really went down to his mouth for this thing, forget it, eat the bread and milk, and it can be regarded as living up to his son's heart.

Pete Krauss went out to work and said to the assistant sitting in the passenger seat: "This guy White made me breakfast this morning." ”

The assistant was also stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "BOSS, it seems that White has grown up." ”

"Perhaps." Pete Krauss hesitated for a moment and said. "After you send me to the office, you can check who White is with."

"Okay."

……

"Bai, you can teach me to cook some other dishes." White was in high spirits. "I suddenly realized that I had a talent for being a chef."

"Don't bother me, I'm reading the script, you can play by yourself." Bai Lu shook the script in his hand helplessly. "Big brother, don't you have anything else to do?"

"What can I do?" White scratched his head. "Why don't you give me some advice?"

"No, there is a problem." White Road. "Why are you pestering me? We've only known each other for two days. ”

"You're not like anyone else."

"What's different?"

"You're richer than I am." White thought for a moment and added. "I even think you should be richer than my dad."

Bai Lu was inexplicable: "What does this have to do with you pestering me?" ”

"Because a friend like you wouldn't play with me because of my money or my dad's identity." White said with a smile. "They were respectful in front of me, but I knew they were talking about me as a piece of waste behind my back."

"You're not angry?" Bai Lu was surprised that White could still have such a mind and bearing.

"What's the use of being angry." White spreads his hands. "I hate loneliness, so I need someone to play with me, but I can't get into trouble, I get into trouble, and I also get into trouble for my dad, which is very bad for his business, in case he goes bankrupt because I get too annoyed, don't I have no money to spend?"

The idea is ...... I have to say, it's a little weird, but there's really nothing wrong with it, a causal cycle.

As he was talking, White's phone rang, he stepped aside to answer the phone, came back to look at Bai Lu and said, "It's strange, my dad said he wanted to see you." ”