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Chapter 95 Bean Juice with Meat Bun(1/2)

"Brother Yawen, do you want to have a mouthful?"

"Soy milk?" Zhu Yawen reached out to take the cup and put it in his mouth. Before Chen Yi could finish his words, he drank it directly.

Zhu Yawen swallowed half of the bean juice when he entered his mouth.

The face changed instantly!

"Paper!" Zhu Yawen pronounced it with his nostrils.

Chen Yi was so stupid that he understood. He quickly took out a pack of tissues from his pocket and handed them to the other party.

Zhu Yawen spit out the remaining half of his mouth with paper, looked at Chen Yi with a look of anger, and bared his teeth and said, "You are humble!"

Chen Yi explained: "No, Brother Yawen, I asked you if you want to have a sip, but I didn't expect you to drink it directly!"

Zhu Yawen widened his eyes: "Then why didn't you remind me?"

Chen Yi pretended to be innocent and said, "You didn't give me a chance to speak!"

Zhu Yawen: “…”

Zhu Yawen thought about it and found that this was the case.

"Where did you buy this thing?" People in Tianjin are not interested in bean juice, so it is not easy to buy this thing.

Chen Yi shook his head and said, "I don't know, it was brought by Sister Mi."

Well, feelings are a big honey pot.

When Zhu Yawen heard that the initiator was Da Mimi, he couldn't say anything. If Chen Yi had a few more words.

If it were Yang Mi, thinking of the other party's eloquent mouth, Zhu Yawen shook her head secretly, saying that she would not make things boring.

"What are you holding in your hand? Are you a bun?" Zhu Yawen smelled the smell of meat buns and stared at the things in Chen Yi's other hand.

He came back last night and got up a little late today. He didn't have time to buy breakfast on the way. Now he is really hungry.

"Goubuli bun!" Chen Yi picked up the packaging bag and pointed the three words Goubuli in front of Zhu Yawen.

"I forgot to buy breakfast on the way, and I was a little hungry."

While talking, Zhu Yawen was already getting started.

Chen Yi didn't care either. He bought a lot of buns.

I took a bun and dipped it in a little soy sauce. The way I ate it was the same as fried dough sticks. It tasted surprisingly good and didn't feel greasy at all.

To be honest, although Goubuli buns are famous.

But the taste is really average!

Well, it’s mainly because it’s too greasy. In the early years, when everyone’s living standards were relatively low, everyone liked this kind of big meat bun that was prone to oil. No matter how hard they were, they couldn’t eat enough.

As life improves, I eat too much fish and meat.

After one mouthful, my mouth was covered in oil.

Now that everyone has finished eating one, they will basically get tired of eating the second one, so Goubuli buns will gradually become less loved.

It’s not that Goubuli buns are not delicious anymore!

Instead, everyone's living standards have improved and their tastes have changed.

This greasy bun, paired with soy sauce, just right to relieve greasiness!

Zhu Yawen asked while eating, "Where did you shoot the drama?"

"After filming today, there is only one left for you." Chen Yi took another bun and ate it with soy sauce.

"What scene are you shooting today?" Zhu Yawen asked again.

Chen Yi thought for a while and said, "Play as a social person!"

Zhu Yawen: “…”

‘Social people?’ Zhu Yawen frowned. He had read the script outline and had a rough understanding of Chen Yi’s role.

When did a young man become a social person?

‘Is the script modified?’

Changing scripts is common in crews. Sometimes the director feels that it is not suitable to modify the plot...

Regardless of whether it is reasonable or not, most actors will accept it.

After all, this is how society is.

When you need you, kneel down and beg, it's fine.

Once you enter the circle, it will be too late to regret it. You can only bite the bullet and go all the way, otherwise you will have to pay for the money if you breach the contract.

Of course, general directors mainly treat famous and capable actors, communication and striving for understanding.

After all, no one can guarantee that everyone will only cooperate once.

Zhu Yawen listened indirectly and finally understood the situation.

Love is not about the director changing the script...

"Brother Yawen, you will teach me how to play a social person later. I have been strict with my family since I was a child, and my parents are both teachers."

"I have never been in contact with people from society since I was a child, but I have rarely contacted those naughty classmates in the school."

My parents are my own teachers. I believe that students with this kind of experience should be able to understand their feelings. People are in charge of going to school and after school. Don’t talk about going out to get involved in society. Even if you buy a few more packets of spicy strips, you won’t be able to buy more packs of spicy strips.

Of course, not having contact with those messy people does not mean that Chen Yi is an obedient and good boy.

"When you went to Korea to be a trainee, did your family support you?"

"I don't support it. I sneaked it over at that time. When my parents found out, I had already signed a contract with the company on my own initiative."

"That is, you're not the kind of good boy."

"Not count!" Chen Yi shrugged.

Whether it is his previous life or his predecessor, he is not that kind of good baby type. At most, he is not that naughty.

"Then you let go of the role and take out the rebellious spirit you used to sneak into Korea when you sneaked to the South Korean side, and this role will not be difficult to play."

‘That’s it, it’s gone?’

Chen Yi: "..."

Seeing Zhu Yawen concentrate on eating buns, Chen Yi was a little speechless.

This guy doesn't seem very reliable. He sent someone away in a few words. It's a pity that he had drunk so much wine before.

Sure enough, adults have a deep routine and cannot be too simple in the future.

"Director, can you change these pants?"

Chen Yi was disgusted from the bottom of his heart about the pants prepared by the clothing team. Who would a big man show his knees and legs in his trousers?

"It can't be changed. This is called personality. Do you understand?" The director glanced at it, without any hesitation, and directly rejected his request.

"No, director, we should pursue personality and go the normal route. You can prepare a smaller hole for me."

"What does this big piece look like when it comes out!"

Fortunately, he didn't have thick leg hair, otherwise he would be embarrassed now. Even if the staff around him were not allowed, the women would take a sneak peek from time to time. What's going on?

"Are there any other pants in the clothing group?"

"The director is the only one with this style."

The director turned around and made a helpless expression to Chen Yi, saying that he had already experienced it and had no other pants, so he could only make it.

Seeing this, Chen Yi was speechless.

What can I do now?

I could only change my pants and started shooting directly.

After changing into pants, Chen Yi felt awkward in his lower body.

There was a cold wind rushing into his thigh? It was a good thing that it was not winter, otherwise the filming would be over...

His little brother must be frostbite!

Yang Mi suddenly leaned into her ear and whispered: "Is it cool?"

Chen Yi's head is full of black lines: "..."

‘If it’s cool or not, just try it out.’

By the way, among the witnesses, Lu Xiaoxing, played by Da Mimi, seems to only treat Lin Chong as his younger brother. The two have no intimate scenes. He even wants to take advantage of the situation and has no chance.

When I thought of Da Mimi filming, kissing scenes with others, etc., it was a basic operation. How to act with him, I became a saint. Oh, no, it should be a Saint Seiya.

A blind man finally killed the villain, even more Saint Seiya than Saint Seiya. At the same time, he also reacted from the side, how incompetent Lin Chong, played by Chen Yi, was.

After the director finished the play, he returned to his position.

Pick up the walkie-talkie:
To be continued...
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