Liang Yixuan silently turned over the mutton skewers, as he was blowing the wind beside him.

The cameraman in front of him was curious and anxious, and the camera couldn't help but push the two of them again and again.

Bian Xu raised his eyelids and looked at the cameraman, and said to Liang Yixuan with a soft voice: "I'll ask you later."

As he said that, he stood up and let her go.

Liang Yixuan reacted now and turned her head to the side and said, "No need, there is nothing you can't say in front of the camera."

The side of the night looked at her side.

"I entered Nanba in June 2015, and in July, Nanba and Nanhuai Opera House jointly invited you to cooperate. You always wandered around our theater in those two months, and I was not deaf or blind. I heard that the news of you sending vinyl is strange?" Liang Yixuan frowned.

Of course, Bian Xu remembered that collaboration, but it was just one of the performances of all sizes for him. He had no direct contact with the dance troupe actors. Four years have passed, and he really has no specific impression left.

Only after Liang Yixuan mentioned this did he vaguely remember that many young actors in Nanba seemed to ask the teacher to ask him if they could go through the back door to buy his newly released vinyl.

He didn't care who the album was about to fall. He happened to be working with Nanba and let the studio take care of it and gave Nanba some additional channels.

Thinking of this, Liang Yixuan would know that this is indeed not surprising.

But she underestimated this imaginative origin, which sounded uninteresting.

Bian Xu said lightly: "You didn't buy my album at that time?"

"Do I have too much money?"

Bian Xu asked again without giving up: "Since that's the case, why didn't you say it directly just now?"

Liang Yixuan's eyes drifted for a moment, pointed to the barbecue grill with smoke, and learned from Bian Xu that he had always been unreasonable and strong, answered: "Don't you eat cigarettes when you speak? I want to say a few less words and keep asking, can you have some eyesight?"

“…”

Zhao Mengen looked at Bian Xu and seemed to see a peacock with open-faced hair turned into a plague chicken with its head hanging down.

Bian Xu sighed, took the stamp from Liang Yixuan's hand, pulled her behind with his other hand, and went into smoke and fire by himself.

If it were someone else, Liang Yixuan would have to be a little humble, but the target was Bian Xu, or Bian Xu, who was overly proud just now, didn't want to be polite, and she avoided behind him with peace of mind, handed him seasonings and directed him to act.

Shen Ji next door also took over the front line work. Zhao Mengen was so idle that she had nothing to do, so she stepped back and chatted with Liang Yixuan: "Teacher Liang, you just said that you were in Nanba in 2015, so where did you study before?"

"The Middle School of Beicheng Dance Academy is a seven-year ballet major."

"Are you from Beicheng like Teacher Bian?"

Liang Yixuan shook her head: "I am from Nanhuai, but I am in the North City from ten to seventeen."

"I'm so envious. Then you and Teacher Bian breathed the same air in the sky for seven years!"

Liang Yixuan laughed.

This little fan really cannot do without border narration every word.

She suddenly remembered when she first learned that Bian Xu was from Beicheng, and seemed to have imagined whether they would have met in that city or passed each other in the past seven years.

Later, when I learned about Bian Xu's personal experience, I realized that those seven years were the time when he was studying and touring around in Europe, and he became famous.

He will probably only return to North City on New Year's Eve all year round.

But most of her New Year's Eve went back to her grandmother's house in Nanhuai.

To put it in today's Internet terms, it's really lonely in the same city.

However, this time Liang Yixuan didn't want to say too much, so she smiled and said, "It should be."

Bian Xu was waiting to see if Liang Yixuan would blurt out and correct the error message again. When he heard this, he choked up and turned his head to glance at Zhao Mengen, and said slowly: "Didn't Baidu tell you that I was in Europe for those seven years?"

"Ah, yes, my brain is short-circuited..." Zhao Mengen wanted to bow and apologize again. When he sucked his nose, he suddenly smelled a strange smell, "Hey, what does it smell?"

Liang Yixuan hurriedly went up to see the mutton skewers in Bian Xu's hand: "How long has it been since you turned over?"

Bian Xu turned around.

I just heard Liang Yixuan chatting with someone so seriously that I didn’t move for a while.

This thing is so fragile that I can't stand the fire?

Bian Xu raised his eyebrows and turned over the slings.

A charred black in my eyes.

A handful of lamb skewers were left with only a few skewers intact.

"You are really..." Liang Yixuan shoved and said, picking the charred ones aside.

Bian Xu coughed lightly: "Are there a few good strings left? Normal consumption."

"If you continue, you can 'consume' until there is no rest in a string."

Zhao Mengen sent a stairs to Bian Xu: "It's pretty good, can you eat the remaining few skewers? Give me a skewer."

Liang Yixuan looked carefully at a few skewers of surviving products. On the surface, she looked cooked, but she was not sure about barbecue and hesitated and said, "I'll take a bite."

Bian Xu took away the mutton skewers from Liang Yixuan's mouth and bravely died: "I'll do it."

Liang Yixuan saw him frowning and chewing for a few times, swallowed it and asked, "Is it cooked?"

"It's five points to be familiar."

"..." He thought it was eating lamb chops.

"It's too raw, don't eat it." Liang Yixuan reminded him.

Shen Ji next door brought a few skewers and handed them to Bian Xu and Liang Yixuan: "I'm ready here, you can eat first if you are hungry."

Bian Xu glanced at the beef skewers that were sprinkled with chopped green onions and said lightly: "No, don't eat chopped green onions."

Liang Yixuan choked, and saw Shen Ji reaching out his hand awkwardly, and took a string: "Thank you."

"Aren't you not eating barbecue?" Bian Xu frowned.

It wasn't because he didn't give him face that she took a string of thanks.

"I sent it here specially." When Shen Ji returned, Liang Yixuan said in a voice that only Bian Xu could hear.

"Why, I drove dozens of kilometers to deliver it?"

He couldn't explain to the person who didn't care about the world, so Liang Yixuan shook her head and lowered her head and started eating beef skewers.

Bian Xu left the head and ate the remaining half of the skewers he produced silently, nodding surely: "I just like to eat 50% cooked mutton."

After a barbecue, everyone was covered in smoke, but their stomachs were still empty, just tossing around for the program material.

When we arrived at the dining table, two chefs from three-star Michelin restaurants served in turn and then they had a full meal.

It was already late after dinner, so the program team suggested that everyone go back to their rooms to take a shower and clean up, and then record the sending and receiving text messages later.

There is only one bathroom in the double room, and after scoring, Cheng Nuo saw that Liang Yixuan should not be used to the barbecue flavor, so he asked her to go upstairs to take a shower first, and stayed in the courtyard to clean the dining table.

Shen Ji also gave the double bathroom to Lin Xiaosheng first and left it to move tables and chairs.

Only Cheng Nuo and Shen Ji were left in the courtyard.

Seeing the cameraman coming to take pictures of the material, Cheng Nuo waved his hand: "Brother Ji and I have nothing to do, let me go. Have you seen that my face was blackened by charcoal?"

Chen Ji glanced at Cheng Nuo, who was covered in dust, and said to the cameraman: "Girls pay attention to their image, don't take pictures. You go and have a rest. I'll tell you what problems do Director Liu have."

The cameraman nodded and stepped back.

Cheng Nuo looked at Chen Ji with emotion: "If Duan Ye is as considerate as you, I will be so worry-free. The barbecue was full of me charging in the smoke, and he was a dead person!"

Chen Ji smiled: "It's not the only one. Teacher Bian is also very considerate today."

"Then you can still laugh, what about your sense of crisis?" Cheng Nuo looked at him strangely and whispered, "I think Yixuan is not on the show this week, and her relationship with Teacher Bian seems to have heated up a lot. Be careful not to receive text messages tonight."

Chen Ji smiled and shook his head: "That's nothing to do."

"Why are you so Buddha? Yixuan and you have been double arrows for three weeks."

Chen Ji restrained his smile and thought for a while and asked, "Do you think that's a double arrow?"

"Or what?"

"It's just that the program team has set rules. Every night, one must choose a opposite sex to send text messages, and she is the one who abides by the rules." Chen Ji shook his head, "More than half of the text messages she sent me say thank you, and the rest are social etiquettes that are reciprocating, and the same goes for dates."

"Then she sends you a text message and dates, at least it means she has a good impression of you, otherwise why wouldn't she choose Duan Ye or Xiaosheng?"

Chen Ji lowered his eyes and smiled: "Do you have no good feelings for me?"

Cheng Nuo suddenly choked.

Chen Ji's personality is indeed easy to make women feel good.

But this kind of favor may not be love.

"How do you know she is just a friend?"

"Because I have seen her look in front of Teacher Bian."

Chen Ji's answer was reasonable, but Cheng Nuo was choked up again.

Looking back on Chen Ji's performance these days, he was actually not without action at the beginning, but since Bianxue came, the more Liang Yixuan was different from others against Bianxue, the more Chen Ji became a bystander.

"But if you don't try hard, how can you make sure she won't look like that in front of you?" Cheng Nuo looked at him, "Are you an occupational disease? You are engaged in risk control every day, so you are so rigorous. The relationship is just to try it without any attention. You know, look at Teacher Bian, you can't try it once, and you are still trying it for the second time."
To be continued...