The streets are full of traffic and people. Pedestrians are like the river of time, gentle or agitated, but all of them rush towards the unknown shore. Liu Xiaoxing and Zhuge Xian shuttled among them.

They stopped at the door of a quaint restaurant. The heavy wooden door tells the story of the years, and the delicate carvings on the door seem to be the best allegory given by the years. The steamer in front of the door is clearly visible, steaming hot in the cold wind, and the enticing fragrance floats in the air.

Zhuge Xian swallowed his saliva and followed Liu Xiaoxing to push the door in, and the voices of people inside were noisy, with fragmented thoughts, laughter, and the sound of Ding Dingdang's dishes and chopsticks. Everyone has their own life drama, and of course, there is also a supporting role in the scene. Through the noise and fumes, life in this city can be so simple.

"Two nights! Do you have a reservation? The enthusiastic waiter immediately followed, looking at the two with a smile.

Liu Xiaoxing nodded: "It's booked, Mr. Yan has it!" ”

"Wait a minute! Two of you, please! The waiter looked at the tablet in his hand, nodded, and led the two to the door of a private room on the second floor of the hotel with "Twilight Snow Smoke" written on the door, knocked lightly, and pushed the door open.

There were four people sitting in the private room, which made Liu Xiaoxing and Zhuge Xian a little surprised, they originally thought they were just eating with Yan Sen, but they didn't expect that there were other people. However, among these people, there are two people that Liu Xiaoxing is very familiar with. One is the screenwriter Mi Zhengyi, who wears black-framed glasses and a black tweed coat, and is a little thin; The other executive director Ai Qiangu, who was wearing a brown vest and had a flat head, looked a little honest. As for the other two ladies who are unusually amazing, Liu Xiaoxing doesn't know them.

Yan Sen saw the two of them and immediately stood up, stepped in front of Zhuge Xian in three or two steps, and said with a smile: "Xiaodao Chief, please come here." ”

After arranging Zhuge Xian in the main seat, Yan Sen began to introduce: "This is Liu Xiaoxing's friend, Zhuge Xian Daoist from Longhu Mountain. Let's make a Xianxia movie this time, there are a lot of traditional cultural aspects that need to be consulted by Zhuge Daochang, wait for everyone to respect him for two more cups. ”

The rest of the people at the table immediately said that they should be, saying things such as they must ask Zhuge Xian for more advice, and for a while they felt a little comfortable as guests.

And Liu Xiaoxing, who was left out of the door from the moment he came in, had a messy feeling in the wind, he felt that he had not received any due attention at all, as if he was here as a character who rubbed rice. In addition, didn't you say that Zhuge Xian can't drink? Why is there such a familiar sense of déjà vu in the drinking bureau?

Liu Xiaoxing saw that no one greeted him, so he found a place to sit down, and glared at Yan Sen with a resentful expression.

Xu felt the feeling of being thorny, so Yan Sen made a sudden appearance and smiled at everyone: "That's right! If you have watched the news in the past few days, you should know each other! The great benefactor who saved our crew twice"

Liu Xiaoxing resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and looked at Yan Sen with a sneer: "Director Yan!" You are a generation of new people replacing the old people, only remember the new people laughing, and don't see the old people crying! ”

Yan Sen pursed his lips, glanced at Liu Xiaoxing, ignored his words, and continued to introduce the others at the table. In addition to Mi Zhengyi and Ai Qiangu, whom Liu Xiaoxing already knew, the other two women were also members of the crew, but they did not report to the group a few days ago because of their respective announcements.

The lady in the purple sweater, she was as elegant as an orchid, and her skin was as smooth as snow. Under the corners of her slightly drooping eyes, there are deep pool-like eyes, like the deepest mountain spring. A quiet smile loomed on his cheeks, revealing an elegant and restrained temperament. This young lady is the current popular costume drama rookie - Wen Xin

Another lady wearing a light blue jacket is Chan Xusu, who has just won the Best Newcomer on Hong Kong Island. Her eyes are as bright as the lake water in autumn, and she looks particularly smart on the face of the small melon seeds, and with the bright red lips, there is a different kind of charm, which makes people can't help but lock their eyes on her.

Yan Sen continued: "Teacher Mi, Teacher Ai, you two must pay a few more cups to Daoist Zhuge and ask for advice. This is really a master of the world! ”

What a hell of a worldly master! You haven't said ten words before and after, and you directly praised Zhuge Xian as a master in the world? Doesn't your conscience hurt? People's hearts are flesh and blood, you are made of a black hole, it is simply made out of nothing, the darkness is Chen Cang, imagination out of thin air, nonsense, incorrigible, the deceased rest in peace, go all the way......

Liu Xiaoxing complained frantically, he could only sigh about what Yan Sen did, the directors are really masters of thick black studies, and this thick-skinned person is afraid that Big Ivan can't blow up a wave.

When a group of people were chatting lively, Zhuge Xian seemed to be out of place with him, his deep eyes were staring at the walnut kernels mixed with spinach, cold eggplant, Daokou smoked chicken, and old vinegar stings on the table, and his Adam's apple kept moving.

When Yan Sen saw Zhuge Xian like this, his heart was slightly happy, so he stopped talking and directly beckoned the waiter to serve hot dishes.

Then he raised his glass and said to Zhuge Xian: "Zhuge Daoist, you are a guest from afar, I will mention a glass first, and welcome you to Zhejiang Provincial Film and Television City!" I'm not a local, but I'm a resident. Here, a little bit of the friendship of the landlord, don't push away! ”

Zhuge Xian seemed to be relieved at this time, and subconsciously raised his wine glass: "Thank you, Director Yan!" ”

Others also raised their glasses to welcome Zhuge Xian. Among them, Chen Xuxu kept looking at him, and there seemed to be a different look in his eyes.

After three rounds of drinking, hot dishes also came up one after another.

Yan Sen Zhang Luo said: "Daoist Zhuge Dao, these dishes have been specially explained, and they will never be taboo against you!" As he spoke, Yan Sen picked up the chopsticks and sandwiched a modified version of the squirrel osmanthus fish in front of him, dipped it in the sauce, put it on Zhuge Xian's plate, and motioned him to taste it.

Liu Xiaoxing looked at Yan Sen's dog-legged behavior, and only one sentence "cheap is not cheap" lingered in his heart. He sighed impatiently, picked up the spoon and tasted the bowl of Buddha jumping over the wall in front of him, known as the king of Fujian cuisine. Gently lift the lid of the purple sand bowl, the hot air comes to the face, the delicacies are stacked all over the eyes, the fragrant, fresh and tender taste is intertwined, and the mellow soup even makes people be deeply attracted to the tip of the tongue before tasting a bite.

Wen Xin, who looked at Liu Xiaoxing with an intoxicated look, rolled his eyes and raised a glass to him: "Liu Xiaoxing!" You've made a big splash this time, and you've done it beautifully! Congratulations, from now on, you can be considered to have a firm foothold in the entertainment industry! In a short period of time, no one should dare to provoke you again. Today, my agent also said that with your light, even my black manuscript has been reduced a lot. A toast to you! A little respect! ”