Liu Zhonglei did not ask Zhang Yuan to wait too long. In just half a cup of tea, Zhang Yuan heard a sound that was quite energetic.

"Zi Shan has been waiting for a long time." Just listening, you can taste the sound with a hint of majesty, but the feelings are very close.

It seems that he has been acting like a lot on the crew. Zhang Yuan complained secretly in his heart, but on the surface he did not neglect at all. He turned around and smiled, "Director Liu is busy with everything, Zishan is still here to bother him, so I can forgive him."

After saying that, he was doing the compilation, and then looked up at Liu Zhonglei's face. It was a very ordinary middle-aged man's face. Looking at his face, he was about fifty years old and had no white hair on his temples. It seemed that he was well maintained, but the rosacea standing on his face gave a deep impression.

"Hahaha!" Liu Zhonglei smiled, "My dear nephew is really good at speaking, come and sit down."

Liu Zhonglei felt very happy. Zhang Yuan spoke very well. He obviously wanted him to come and helped him, but he just told this kid to bother him. I have to say that this kid is quite interesting.

Talent, not arrogant.

This is the first impression that Zhang Yuan left on Liu Zhonglei, which greatly boosted Liu Zhonglei's heart. In the entertainment circle for decades, he has seen too many young people who are proud of their talents.

"I am apologizing for my nephew here today. I caused trouble for Director Liu on the crew a few days ago." Zhang Yuan sat down according to the position Liu Zhonglei pointed at, with apologizing on his face.

"It's okay! It's a good thing for young people to be ambitious." Liu Zhonglei didn't care about the expression on his face. He admired Zhang Yuan from the bottom of his heart.

Zhang Yuan laughed in his heart.

Come on, it seems that Liu Zhonglei really made the foreigners he produced that day, which he changed the show without authorization and made a comeback.

"I'm calling Director Liu a joke." Zhang Yuan followed Liu Zhonglei, a hint of embarrassment appeared on his face, and he touched his nose embarrassedly.

"There is no joke. If it weren't for the play change, I'm afraid that the shocking peach blossom quatrain would be hard to see in this life!" Liu Zhonglei waved his hand generously, with a smile on his face. As an old fox, he knew the character of a young man. He pushed the plate on the table in front of Zhang Yuan and smiled: "Come and try the snacks made in the kitchen first."

"Then I'm disrespectful."

Zhang Yuan was not restrained. He hated being polite the most in his life. He was not a polite person. He reached out to pick up the chopsticks next to him, picked up a piece of pastry and gave it to him.

As soon as he put it in his mouth, Zhang Yuan's eyes lit up. Not to mention, capitalism is a bit annoying, but this enjoyment is really something that ordinary people can enjoy.

"How does it taste?" A hint of pride appeared on Liu Zhonglei's face and quickly disappeared.

"The best in the world." After swallowing it, Zhang Yuan quickly gave a thumbs up.

"Hahaha, I invited the chef in the kitchen for a lot of money, so my skills are naturally not bad." Liu Zhonglei was praised by Zhang Yuan and felt a little relieved.

"Director Liu's life is enviable." Zhang Yuan sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"Haha, don't call me Director Liu, either. You seem unfamiliar. If you don't dislike me, call me Uncle Liu. If you have any help in the future, just talk." This is the old routine that Liu Zhonglei used to win people's hearts. He naturally knows how lethal it is to say such words to young people in the circle.

But when Zhang Yuan heard this, he knew that this was very false, and he was just writing blank checks randomly. However, since he said this, no matter whether he was sincere or not, he would give him enough face.

"That little nephew has climbed up." Zhang Yuan's face cooperated and showed a look of flattery.

"Help! Nothing is better than anything. It is my blessing to be able to get along with a young talent like my nephew. Come on! Try this, this concentric mooncake is the chef's unique skill." Although Liu Zhonglei spoke with a slim head, he was unable to pick up the work on the surface, and he looked heart-to-heart to Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan also nodded quickly and looked at the plate that Liu Zhonglei pushed over. He saw three very exquisite mooncakes lying there quietly. The mooncakes were printed on the surface with some exquisite patterns. Only this pattern could show the skills of the person who made mooncakes!

I quickly picked up the chopsticks and grabbed a small piece of concentric mooncake into my mouth.

After eating, I had another meal of varied food.

"Uncle Liu is so lucky! This snack is amazing!" Zhang Yuan was holding a pancake in his mouth. He was not exaggerating at all. The taste of this mooncake is really delicious!

It made Liu Zhonglei laugh.

Of course, Liu Zhonglei was flattered a lot and didn't care about these false things at all. After all, the old fox was an old fox. Although he smiled so hard that he narrowed his eyes, the calmness in his eyes could not disappear at all.

"Haha, since my nephew advocates this mooncake so much, it's better to write a poem and let my chef benefit from it?" Liu Zhonglei smiled on his face, as if he was not concerned about saying this.

Zhang Yuan's heart secretly condensed. This old fox was indeed not a cover. He was not immersed in his good words at all. Instead, he took this opportunity to defeat him.

Zhang Yuan knew that the test was coming.

However, Zhang Yuan could understand that an old fox like Liu Zhonglei would usually be indifferent to his work. In order to ensure the stability of tomorrow's poetry meeting, his poem "Inscription on the Nanzhuang of the Capital" was not enough.

Liu Zhonglei thought so. Although he smiled on his face, he was so calm that he was terrible. In order to avoid making mistakes tomorrow, he would definitely take the test of this kid to see if this kid was really as talented as he imagined.

This will make you more confident.

Although that peach blossom quatrain can already reflect the kid's talent, who knows whether that poem was made by this kid?

Yesterday, when the boy from Jiuyuan came back, he said that Zhang Yuan had a deceased master.

As for whether Zhang Yuan is very literary, it is clear that he is now.

This mooncake was created by myself temporarily, and this kid would never cheat. If he wrote a good poem on the spot, he would be relieved tomorrow. If he couldn't do it, he would let down his trust.

Humph, Old Man Liu can speak in the entertainment industry. If you settle the old and new disputes together, this kid will never want to make a name for himself in this life!

Although Zhang Yuan had thoughts, he was still calm on the surface. He smiled bitterly, "Uncle Liu is so stumping his nephew. There must be no difficulty in writing poetry. But this temporary wisdom is really difficult. If you don't do it well, then uncle is not allowed to laugh at me."

"Hahaha, my nephew is too modest. With his nephew's talent, it's not a problem, just do it!" Liu Zhonglei smiled, waved his hand, and held Zhang Yuan to the sky.

"That nephew is ugly." Zhang Yuan looked shy and pretended to be frowning, thinking.

"Please." Liu Zhonglei stared at Zhang Yuan tightly.

I saw that after three breaths, Zhang Yuan's voice slowly rang in Liu Zhonglei's ears.

The sound is full of magneticity and a little steady.

Liu Zhonglei listened with his ears, afraid of passing by a word.

"Make the shadow of the silver toad, purple palace, and a pair of toads and rabbits fill the world."
Chapter completed!