Tonight's family dinner can be regarded as a happy and harmonious one. Of course, if there is no Xiao Siye who pops up from time to time to brush up his presence, the atmosphere will definitely be more harmonious.
Tang Yandong has been focusing on teaching for a long time, and usually doesn't pay much attention to the Internet. Jiang Zhao feels that his master probably doesn't know that his two apprentices are rivals in the circle.
That's why Xiao Si was called over tonight, creating such a meeting between opponents that made Barbie's castle deducted.
And the person who pushed his private wechat to Xiao Siye before, presumably also his master.
If he was in someone else's house today, Jiang Zhao would definitely tear himself apart with Xiao Si the moment he entered the door, regardless of whether he would be embarrassed or not.
But when standing in front of him were the two people who cared about him the most besides his parents, his usual eloquent teeth and spikes all softened, and he became a nodding mute.
As long as the master and his wife are happy, he can also temporarily put aside his grievances and pretend to be in harmony with Xiao Si.
Anyway, all the film kings present here, who is not good at acting
Thinking of this, Jiang Zhao looked at Xiao Siye: "Brother, do you want another bowl of chicken soup?"
Xiao Si also smiled back: "Trouble junior brother."
Under the satisfied gazes of his master and his wife, Jiang Zhao picked up the empty bowl in Xiao Siye's hand and got up to serve the soup.
The crock pot of chicken soup was placed on the table next to him, and he turned his back to serve the soup, so his back was facing the table in all his movements. When he filled a bowl of chicken soup, he said without turning his head, "Brother, I'll add salt for you."
As soon as Xiao Si over there responded, a hint of evil appeared in Jiang Zhao's eyes.
He quickly picked up the salt shaker and threw it at the soup bowl.
He still hasn't forgotten how Xiao Si laughed at his black history photo in the study before.
Since Xiao Si also dared to laugh at him, then this Jiang Actor Chicken Soup with Lethal Salt Version...
Brother, have fun.
The chicken soup was brought back to Xiao Siye, and while he was picking up the spoon, Jiang Zhao quietly locked onto his expression from the corner of his eye.
He watched Xiao Si also bow his head, his thin lips gently pressed against the edge of the white spoon, and then the chicken soup entered his mouth, and his Adam's apple rolled...
Jiang Zhao's eyes lit up—come on, spit it out, he will never laugh hahaha!
However, to his disappointment, Xiao Si just paused for a moment, then drank the whole spoonful of chicken soup without changing his face, looking the same as usual.
Jiang Zhao's anticipation fell through, and he clicked his tongue inwardly in displeasure.
As expected of an actor, he really knows how to act.
He suddenly had a plan in mind, and he bent his lovely loving eyes to look at his wife: "Mrs., the soup you made today is really delicious."
The teacher's wife naturally became happy: "If you like it so much, drink more."
"Well," Jiang Zhao responded, and then turned his head to look at Xiao Siye, "Brother thinks so, too?"
Xiao Si also smiled gently: "Master's wife's craftsmanship is of course the best."
"Senior brother must drink it all up," Jiang Zhao looked at him seriously, "Don't disappoint your wife for taking so long."
"That's for sure," Xiao Si met his eyes without changing his expression, "What's more, this is the soup that my younger brother personally served for me."
He said the word "in person" with a little emphasis, but Jiang Zhao looked innocent and innocent.
In fact, he already had a hundred kittens jumping up and down for joy in his heart.
Seeing that Xiao Si is also devastated, he is too happy.
Jiang Zhao had no choice but to lower his head, and used the action of grilling rice to cover up the corners of his mouth that were crazily raised.
When he was halfway through the rice, a pair of serving chopsticks suddenly came out of the bowl, with a large piece of fat and tender fish sandwiched on it.
Jiang Zhao raised his head suspiciously, but saw Xiao Si's expression remained the same, and said to him: "The meat under the gills of this fish is the most delicious, and there are no fish bones. Junior brother, try it."
Jiang Zhao immediately became alert.
As a person who has just done bad things, it is hard for him not to suspect that Xiao Si is also planning to fight back with fire.
However, his master's eyes had already looked over, as if he was about to watch the scene of them getting along in harmony. Jiang Zhao could only twitch the corner of his lips hypocritically: "Thank you, brother."
It's just a piece of fish, even if Xiao Si hides a thorn in it, he can easily pick it out based on his countless experience in reading fish.
Jiang Zhao casually put the piece of fish into his mouth, and the moment he bit it down, his expression froze.
Gan!
Xiao Si is also such a bastard, he actually hid coriander under the fish!
There are only two kinds of people in the world, one who regards coriander as his life, and the other who can’t wait to see coriander forever—unfortunately, Jiang Zhao belongs to the latter.
But the arrow was on the string, and he could only bite down one bite at a time, letting the scent of coriander scurry wildly through his extremely sensitive olfactory system, like a rampant southern big cockroach.
Jiang Zhao swallowed the fish, gnashing his teeth in his tone that only Xiao Si could hear: "Thank you, master, brother."
Xiao Si is also personable, with a smile on his face: "You're welcome, junior brother."
After a bad meal, both sides have their own strengths and weaknesses, it is difficult to compete, and they can only wait until the next time to break up.
After the meal, Jiang Zhao took the initiative to get up to wash the dishes, and Xiao Si also stood up with him: "I'll come too."
Jiang Zhao snorted coldly in his heart, heh, he is a good learner.
The teacher's wife hurriedly grabbed them: "Oh, put it there, I'll fix it."
"You and Master cook the meals. There's no reason for the cook to wash the dishes." Jiang Zhao snatched the plate she wanted to take, "You and Master should rest quickly."
The teacher went to the living room with the teacher, and Jiang Zhao glanced at Xiao Siye while cleaning up the dishes: "I said."
Xiao Si also lowered his eyes when he heard this, and looked at him.
Jiang Zhao was inexplicably upset. His height of 181 is not considered short among boys, but facing Xiao Siye who is 188, he is always a bit lower.
He couldn't help but said: "You lower your head."
To his surprise, Xiao Si also bent down slightly obediently. The distance between the two suddenly shortened a lot, and when they looked at each other, they could almost feel the airflow of each other's breathing.
Jiang Zhao subconsciously leaned back: "It doesn't need to be so close."
Xiao Si also chuckled: "What do you want to say?"
Jiang Zhao distanced himself from him: "If Master asks something later, don't reveal it."
Xiao Si also: "You mean you deleted me?"
Jiang Zhao: "Yes."
Xiao Si also nodded: "That's easy to handle."
Seeing him so easy to talk, Jiang Zhao was inexplicably relieved.
Unexpectedly, in the next second, Xiao Si took out the mobile phone from his pocket: "Just add it back."
Jiang Zhao: "..."
Jiang Zhao: "I didn't say that, have you been thinking of Mercury retrograde lately? What contact method do you add to me?"
He really didn't understand Xiao Siye's brain circuit, the two of them clearly had a relationship between the tip of a needle and Maimang, and the second point is that the king does not see the king.
And Xiao Si's current behavior is like Liu Bang wants to drink with Xiang Yu, Zhuge Liang invites Zhou Yu to become a sworn brother, and Liu Xiu runs to Wang Mang to share his heart-to-heart in the middle of the night-the capitalization is outrageous.
Xiao Si also asked seriously: "Why can't you add it?"
Jiang Zhao stared at Xiao Siye for a few seconds, then suddenly asked, "Then do you drink sweet or salty tofu?"
Xiao Si was also slightly taken aback: "Salty."
"Then let me tell you," Jiang Zhao said with a blank expression, "I will never share the sky with people who drink salty bean curd in my life."
Xiao Si also: "..."
The sweet bean curd party and the salty bean curd party finished washing their respective bowls clearly.
When Jiang Zhao came to the living room, his wife immediately patted the place beside her: "Xiao Jiang, Xiao Ye, come here."
This is a sign that Master is preparing to give a lecture. Jiang Zhao immediately chose the seat next to his teacher's wife and sat down, occupying a corner of the sofa. When Xiao Si also came over, he had to choose Tang Yandong's side.
Tang Yandong glanced at his two apprentices each, and said, "You are already well-known names in the Huaguo film industry. Master is very happy to see that each of you has achieved success."
"However, the more this is the case, the more we must guard against arrogance and impetuosity."
Tang Yandong's lecture lasted for more than an hour, and when a pot of tea came down, he finally finished speaking, and Jiang Zhao was quietly relieved beside him.
Before he could relax completely, Tang Yandong spoke again: "Today breaking the precept to let you brothers and sisters meet is out of a little selfishness of Master."
Jiang Zhao was taken aback for a moment, and Xiao Si also looked over.
"I have an old friend who will prepare a new movie next year. You all know each other," Tang Yandong smiled faintly, "Qu Zhen."
Jiang Zhao opened his eyes slightly.
Qu Zhen's name is known to everyone in the movie circle. He has directed more than ten films that have been nominated for major awards, more than half of which have won awards.
And in his hands, more than a dozen actor and actress came out, and he was also known as the "Golden Award Myth" in the film industry.
But Qu Zhen and Tang Yandong are of the same generation. He has suffered from many physical problems over the years, coupled with his extremely strict and striving for perfection attitude, he has hardly directed any dramas in the past ten years, and only supervised some films for friendship. It is said that it has faded out of the film industry.
Unexpectedly, such an old man who was written in the textbook was about to come out again.
Jiang Zhao couldn't help feeling hot in his heart. Qu Zhen's movie, to put it bluntly, is ready to win an award. But it would be too vulgar to only talk about awards, and the film directed by Qu Zhen actually deserves the title of "work of art".
What he pursues is not the same as other literary films, requiring every picture to be something of a deep spring and white snow. He pays attention to art not only with connotation, but also with the public, so that everyone who sees the finished film, even if they can't understand it at all. , can also shed tears.
This is a power that can resonate with all mankind, and if he can participate in the production of such a film, for Jiang Zhao, even if he is asked to pay the film back, he is willing.
And at this moment, Tang Yandong mentioned this matter in front of him and Xiao Siye, could it be...
"Old Qu trusts my eyesight, but I can't live up to the trust of my old friend," Tang Yandong touched his chin with a smile, "Now I want to ask you about your attitude, if you are willing, I will recommend you to him. Of course, Lao Qu is solely responsible for the audition, and I have no right to interfere."
Jiang Zhao said almost immediately: "Master, I am willing."
"Master," Xiao Si agreed almost at the same time as him, "I am willing too."
Tang Yandong nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, okay, but you must remember that no matter what the result of the audition is, you are still brothers and sisters, understand?"
Jiang Zhao immediately understood why Tang Yandong called them over tonight.
With such a good opportunity, he didn't want to favor one over the other, and he was afraid that his two apprentices would turn against each other, so he simply said frankly and let the two compete fairly.
However, his master could not have imagined that his two apprentices had become rivals eight hundred years ago.
Having said that, Jiang Zhao is still very willing to show solidarity and friendship at this moment. He looked at Xiao Siye, and showed the most sincere smile tonight: "That's for sure, no matter what the result is, the friendship between me and my senior brother will not change." We are enemies until death.
Xiao Si also looked at him, and responded with kindness: "That's right, my junior brother and I hit it off right away, and we hit it off right away. How could there be a estrangement because of a competition."
Jiang Zhao was smiling on the surface, but in his heart he expressed that the ghost was in love with him.
Tang Yandong was very satisfied with the result, and picked up the phone: "That's good. Come on, Ah Ye, I'll share Lao Qu's WeChat account with you. Didn't you add Xiao Zhao? Just forward it to him."
Jiang Zhao's expression froze immediately.
He chuckled: "Master, you can forward it to me, I'll forward it to brother..."
But he saw his master shaking his head on the ground: "Your WeChat name is a bunch of messes. It's easier to find your brother's name, just a number."
As he said that, Tang Yandong, who still couldn't learn how to add a name note, slowly forwarded Qu Zhen's WeChat business card to Xiao Siye under the guidance of his teacher.
And Xiao Si also smiled slightly, and looked at Jiang Zhao who was not far away: "Junior brother, then shall I forward it to you?"
Jiang Zhao: "..."
Xiao Siye's WeChat is still in his blacklist.
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