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420 Gentle Township

Zhang Zifeng and Ye Mingxuan looked at each other, looked at Brother Xuan's slightly depressed expression, laughed, closed their eyes shyly, and brought their little face closer.

"You can just kiss and go down and cook soon! I'm hungry too!"

Ye Mingxuan glared at Zhang Zifeng in anger, stepped forward slightly to make her feel her embarrassment, and shouted at the window with hatred: "Why don't you starve to death? What are you calling for?"

Zhang Zifeng blushed with a "Oh" and did not dare to look up, but did not leave Ye Mingxuan's arms.

Xia Tian was thin, how could he go out to see people like this? It was so embarrassing that Ye Mingxuan dared not move around to avoid being even more uncomfortable. He just hugged Zhang Zifeng quietly for a while, and Ye Mingxuan finally suppressed the evil fire in his heart.

Zhang Zifeng was stiff all over, his eyelashes trembled, and his breathing was a little rapid. He wanted to escape several times, but looking at Brother Xuan's pitiful appearance, Zhang Zifeng endured the shame and buried his little face in Ye Mingxuan's arms.

"Brother~Are you okay?"

Zhang Zifeng's heart beat faster with a tremolo. When she thought of the guests downstairs, the nervous and stimulating feeling made her weak all over.

"Huh~"

Ye Mingxuan held Zhang Zifeng and stood up, put her on the bed, covered her quilt, picked up half a bottle of lemonade on the table and drank it all, closed her eyes and calmed down for a few minutes, turned around and walked out.

Zhang Zifeng in the quilt only stuck his head out of the quilt after Ye Mingxuan went out, covering his hot little face and smiled sweetly. Brother Xuan cared about him and did not force himself to do anything even if he felt so uncomfortable.

But... Brother Xuan made me take a shower again... I had to change my close-fitting clothes, why did I only be eighteen years old? If I were twenty, I wouldn't have to endure it so hard. And I could get a certificate at the age of twenty, and I would have to wait for two years...

Not to mention Zhang Zifeng who was thinking randomly, Ye Mingxuan went downstairs and had returned to normal. People who practice martial arts still have the ability to control themselves.

As soon as I reached the stairs, the rich fragrance filled the entire space, arousing his greed and screamed a few times.

"Xiaoxuan, it should be OK?"

Teacher Huang sniffed deeply, closed his eyes intoxicatedly, and sat around him, drooling, looking at Ye Mingxuan, swallowing his saliva.

"It's early, when can I smell the fragrance before I can eat it."

The restrained aroma is the sign of the ripeness of this dish. The more fragrant it means that the ingredients are not tasty enough.

"Ah? If you are not familiar, you are not familiar. I can't help it!"

Chen Chichi pulled her hair and almost collapsed. It was so fucking. He was a real gourmet. How could he resist this scent of soul-catching fragrance? He wanted to open the casserole and eat it now.

"At least, I did other things to fill my stomach. I didn't leave the meal for a long time, so I couldn't keep us hungry all the time, right?"

Wu Jing took the grass root cucumber, smelled the fragrance, and ate it with relish. Peng Peng had a dry steamed bun and picked up some chili sauce. Although he kept reminding himself to hold on to the stomach and eat a big meal, he just couldn't help but want to eat something, and felt that he could eat half of the cow.

"Does the starving ghost be reincarnated? You will know how to eat."

I feel angry when I look at Brother Jing. What a warm moment. I am ruined by Brother Jing's hunger. I have to work hard to cook by myself. Is it still grateful to be unhappy with bad people and good things?

"Okay, I'll do some mats, and when I say it, I thought our Mushroom House was abused by the guests!"

Seeing that Ye Mingxuan was feeling unhappy at the corner of his eyes, Teacher Huang took the initiative to take responsibility and took a seat to pull Chen Chichi down. The moment he stood up with his legs, his eyes turned dark and he was dizzy. He sat for too long and suddenly he was insufficient blood supply to the brain. He staggered and took a step back.

The moment Teacher Huang got up, Ye Mingxuan noticed something was wrong and shook his body and held it in front of him before everyone could react.

Although Ye Mingxuan is urging Teacher Huang every day, he cares about Teacher Huang more than anyone else. Of course, it is normal for him to sit up for a long time and get dizzy and his legs are numb, but he is just afraid that Teacher Huang will not be able to control his fall.

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay, Teacher Huang?"

"It's okay, old, I suddenly felt dizzy as soon as I got together. I'm fine. Do you think I can't stand it anymore?"

Teacher Huang quickly calmed down, stamped his numb feet, walked to the stove, and looked around.

"The big pot is not available for the time being. Let's cook some noodle soup. It's quick and easy. Just hold on for a while, there's no atmosphere for birthdays in broad daylight!"

It’s not just to wait for anyone, but I just think that it’s interesting to have a bonfire, star lantern, and electronic devices for household karaoke after a birthday party, eating barbecue and singing around the bonfire.

"All right, I'll tell you, Teacher Huang, you can just cook a pot of pig food now, believe it or not?"

Chen Chichi held the wood in her hand and said with a sarcastic look: "Just this fragrance, I can mix three big bowls of rice, hahaha..."

"You are the pig!"

Wu Jing, behind him, pressed the back of Chen Chichi's head and said angrily: "Who is the pig? The ones I eat the most are you and Peng Peng. If you are the pig, you are the two of you!"

"Hahaha... I'm a pig, I'm a pig!"

Ye Mingxuan looked at the clock hanging on the wall, turned around and walked upstairs.

"Old Huang, I'm calling me after 18 o'clock, and I won't eat any more!"

What are some of the big men looking good about? Isn’t it nice to go upstairs and hug Zi Feng and say love words?

"Xiaoxuan, don't rush to leave."

Wu Jing grabbed Ye Mingxuan, pulled him to the stone table outside and sat down, filling two cups of tea.

"How are you asking about things? Don't just take care of gentleness. The land of gentleness is the tomb of heroes. You are now officially energetic and motivated. Don't always think about those messy things!"

"What the hell?"

After hearing Brother Jing's words, Ye Mingxuan's forehead was filled with cold sweat. It was not afraid, but embarrassing. He used to think that the girl was young, but today it was her 18th birthday. Most of the hurdles in his heart suddenly passed, and he really wanted to be stuck with the girl.

"Well, I asked. Zi Feng was a little worried, but who are we? He got to know his job in just a few words and took his girl to the international film market next year."

Ye Mingxuan's words were filled with pride and show-off, and he didn't know what he was showing off? God's narcissism?

Wu Jing nodded first, then frowned and shook his head, and stopped Ye Mingxuan, who wanted to leave, and asked: "Now, ask you that you definitely don't have a script, do you have that idea? What kind of movie do you want to make?"

When talking about the serious matter, Ye Mingxuan put down his frivolity and drank a sip of water.

"If you have enough time, hard science fiction films are actually easier to open up the international market. One is an anti-war film or a classic romance film. However... the latter two are easy to shoot, but it is even more difficult to draw classics. Secondly, kung fu films, which are the easiest to accept, but... the market is not big!"

Ye Mingxuan touched his chin and exported to the outside world have always been a kung fu film. This market has a certain market, but it is not a big one. Hard science fiction themes basically do not require a profound plot. As long as there are not too many loopholes, the plot can pass and the special effects can keep up, and basically it will not fail.

"Next year I will be a wandering planet. I will give you a correct letter before the end of the year. If you need help, I will spare you time."
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