You come.
can you really come
Shen Jue's jacket has been taken off, and he only wears a thick ivory white shirt inside. The fabric is crisp and fit, and the light gold buttons are delicately engraved with intricate totems. It is not difficult to recognize the logo of the high-end brand.
Even with the sleeves rolled up, it doesn't look like he can wash his hands and make soup.
Everyone remains skeptical.
Xia Qingqiao tentatively said, "Then what, brother, I'm only seventeen, and I want to live a few more years."
Shen Jue folded his cuffs, and gave him a cold sideways glance: "Wash and choose vegetables."
The tone was understated, giving orders as a matter of course.
Xia Qingqiao shut up obediently and went to wash and choose vegetables.
The two girls also stepped forward to help.
After all, no matter whether Shen Jue knows it or not, anyway they don't, it's better to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.
It's just that the horse doesn't seem to be that dead.
The three secretly looked at each other.
Shen Jue stood in front of the kitchen counter, with his head slightly lowered, revealing the curly black hair behind his head, with a relaxed and contented expression, but the work in hand was not delayed at all.
His hands are different from Gu Yanshu's fragility and exquisiteness. The palms are calm and generous, the fingers are well-proportioned and slender, and the joints are clear and strong. When he half-presses the ingredients, he shows a familiar sense of control.
The sharp knife became obedient under his hands, quickly sliced the fish meat into a nearly transparent state, but did not separate from the fish bone, and then cut two pieces of fish meat, cutting straight and obliquely, and digging out diamond-shaped knife lines.
Spread seasoning and coat with starch. Heat oil in a frying pan and fry until golden. Take out the plate and make it look like a squirrel. Then use tomato sauce to adjust the sauce, stir-fry the ingredients, boil until thick, and pour the fish body in the pot.
Skillful, smooth and pleasing to the eye.
Xia Qingqiao swallowed: "So, Mr. Shen, you really know how to cook."
Shen Jue wiped his fingers, motioned him to wash the pot, and said in a casual tone, "When I was a trainee, the company's food was poor, so I started to learn how to cook."
"oh."
Xia Qingqiao originally wanted to ask if he couldn't order takeaway, but he was afraid that he would be annoying if he asked too many questions, so he swallowed the question back and immersed himself in washing the pots and dishes.
After washing, seeing Shen Jue cutting tomatoes, I couldn't hold back, and asked another question: "But Teacher Shen, aren't you allergic to tomatoes?"
The dishes ordered by the guests all use tomato and tomato sauce. Since Shen Jue is allergic, there is no reason why he would cook these dishes.
Shen Jue cut the tomato, and answered casually: "A friend likes to eat it, so I learned how to do it."
Some friends like to eat it, so even if they can't eat it, they learn to do it.
In the past, when I was a trainee, the conditions were limited, and it was normal for me to learn to cook by myself, but after several years, the skills have not fallen, which means that I practice often.
Xia Qingqiao was still in her adolescence when she had a very high sensitivity to love between men and women. After a few points, she immediately thought of something extraordinary.
Xiaobu moved over, put his head together, and asked nervously: "Brother, the friend you're talking about isn't just an ordinary friend, is it?"
Shen Jue didn't even lift his eyelids: "Speak less, do more."
To not deny is to admit.
Xia Qingqiao made an inch of it, and whispered gossip: "Brother, are you secretly telling me if I'm inside or outside the circle? Actor or singer? You..."
Shen Jue raised his eyelids and raised his knife.
Xiao Xia closed her mouth.
Concentrate on starting.
After a busy meal, the three main dishes and several seasonal vegetables and side dishes were finally freshly baked and just placed on the Nakajima counter when the doorbell rang.
Xia Qingqiao ran to open the door.
As soon as the door opened, there was a tall, inch-cut young man standing outside, wearing loose hip-hop trendy clothes, with handsome and three-dimensional features, and skull earrings on his ears. When he saw Xia Qingqiao, he pulled out a passionate smile: "Hey, bro."
Xia Qingqiao hurriedly had a shoulder bump with him among rappers, then hugged him and screamed, "Ahh, it's you, Brother Nan, that's great!"
Huang Yinan was Xia Qingqiao's rap mentor in that draft.
It was also YOUNG's former rap role.
Because the word "Yi" is often recognized as the word "iron", and my brain circuit is very straight and straight, the steel is almost stupid, so people in the world call Huang Tienan.
But it is precisely this personality that makes him have a good sense of variety, and he is also an idol rapper with outstanding professional ability, which is rare in domestic entertainment, so YOUNG has been doing well after disbanding.
The director team invited him to be the first guest, and made it clear that they wanted to wipe off Gu Yanshu's enthusiasm and create a wave of feelings.
Shen Jue glanced at it, lowered his eyes, and tidied up his cuffs slowly: "If I had known that the guest was you, I wouldn't have to toss about such a big table."
Huang Yinan had already entered the room, and when he heard the words, he pretended to punch him, and said fiercely: "What are you talking about? I haven't seen you for so long, what's wrong with asking you to cook something?"
The voice just fell.
Gu Yanshu had already heard the movement and went downstairs.
Huang Yinan suddenly changed his face, put his arms around Gu Yanshu's shoulder, and smiled warmly: "Xiao Shu, we haven't seen each other for almost a year."
As he said that, he sized up Gu Yanshu and frowned, "What's the matter with you, youngest? Why have you lost weight again?"
Shen Jue looked unhappy, and knocked off his hand: "You blocked Gu Yanshu's lens."
Huang Yinan didn't doubt that he was there, so he changed direction and continued to talk to Gu Yanshu: "I guess you must not have eaten well, so the dishes you ordered today are all your favorites. Does Brother Nan love you?"
Xia Qingqiao just wanted to refute: Gu Yanshu doesn't like tomatoes, and today's dishes are not Gu Yanshu's favorite dishes.
Then I saw Gu Yanshu nodding: "Well, it's still Brother Nan who treats me better."
Xia Qingqiao:? ?
So does Gu Yanshu like to eat tomatoes? ?
But that doesn't seem to be important anymore. What's important is that Gu Yanshu's expression is rare and relaxed, and there is even a slight smile in his eyes that seems to be an illusion.
It is not difficult to see that the relationship between him and Huang Yinan should be very good, at least above ordinary colleagues.
Shen Jue looked at it coldly, and then tasted Gu Yanshu's sentence "Brother Nan is good to me", feeling very unhappy, and reluctant to take Gu Yanshu's knife, so he could only give Huang Yinan a blank look: "Then why didn't you order some of my favorite food?" What about the food?"
Huang Yinan turned back: "How do I know what kind of food you like?"
"..."
Come on, we are all plastic brothers to each other.
"Then don't eat the dishes I cooked today."
"If you beg me to eat the dishes you cook, I won't eat them... Wait? You made today's dishes???"
Huang Yinan was about to suffocate.
Gu Yanshu also seemed to be dominated by some kind of terrifying memory, he took a step back, intending to turn around and go upstairs to escape from the nightmare.
Xu Fangfang and Jieshuang had already brought out the dishes: "Mr. Shen's cooking skills are amazing, with all the colors and flavors. Brother Nan, Xiaoshu, come and try."
Gu Yanshu had to stop, and looked back at the dining table, the color and aroma were indeed there, but the smell...
Thinking of Shen Jue's first time cooking, Gu Yanshu reserved his opinion.
But after all, it was Shen Jue who cooked the meal.
After all, Gu Yanshu sat down, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of fish, and put it in his mouth, the taste was unexpectedly good.
Gu Yanshu was raised by a general in Wuyue Water Village. He likes sweet and sour tastes. When he first came to Beijing, he was not used to eating the box lunch provided by the company.
In addition, the age of sixteen or seventeen is the age of growing body, so I have been hungry for many years.
The child who was already skinny suddenly became lonely.
At that time, he and Shen Jue had no money, only a monthly subsidy of 1,500 from the company, and the prices in the imperial capital were really expensive, and a decent meal of Jiangsu and Zhejiang cuisine was often several hundred.
Then suddenly one day, Shen Jue went out early, and when he came back, he locked himself in the kitchen, making a loud bang. When the door was opened again, three bowls were broken and two cuts were made, and a pot of dark stuff came out, and it was stuffed in front of Gu Yanshu, saying it was sweet and sour pork ribs.
It didn't look like it could be eaten by humans, but Gu Yanshu finished it in one sitting, and told Shen Jue that it was very delicious.
But in fact, it was burnt, bitter, and not tasty at all.
Although later Shen Jue studied hard and gradually mastered his cooking skills, but it was far from what it is now.
I don't know if I practiced it later.
Seeing that Gu Yanshu's expression was normal after eating it, Huang Yinan next to him also took a sip, and then couldn't help but praise: "Okay, old Shen, the craftsmanship has improved."
Xia Qingqiao took the words gossipingly: "That's right, Mr. Shen specially practiced for his girlfriend."
Gu Yanshu's chopsticks, which were about to pick up another piece of fish, froze.
Shen Jue shaved off the piece of fish for him and put it into the bowl: "Don't listen to his nonsense."
Huang Yinan chose which pot to turn on and which pot to lift, and said with a smile: "Okay, old Shen, don't tell your brother if you have a girlfriend? I thought you practiced specially for the youngest."
After the voice fell, the atmosphere on the table instantly became weird.
Huang Yinan raised his eyebrows in confusion: "Did I say something wrong? No. Old Shen learned to cook in order to fatten up the youngest, and he almost reported to New Oriental. No one is as nice to the youngest as he is."
After finishing speaking, the atmosphere was multiplied by ten.
"Wait, can't you?"
Tie Nan finally realized what the problem was, and looked at Xia Qingqiao and Xu Fangfang, "You don't really think that those uploaded on the Internet are true, do you? Don't listen to those people talking nonsense. Old Shen and Xiaoshu really have a good relationship, what? Selling rot and homophobia are all nonsense of those people, in fact... "
Shen Jue looked at him coldly.
Tie Nan sealed his mouth: "Pretend I didn't say anything."
Gu Yanshu next to him had already put down the bowls and chopsticks: "I'm full, I'll go up and do something first. You guys keep the bowls, I'll wash them later."
Huang Yinan stopped him: "You just eat this little."
"I have an arrangement on hand, and I must finish it today." Gu Yanshu replied coldly and gently.
Jie Shuang knew that he was embarrassed to be here, so he helped out: "Is it for the strongest stage? Then you go, we are here, don't worry."
Gu Yanshu thanked him, then turned and went upstairs.
Huang Yinan was worried that he was not full, and planned to say something.
Shen Jue interrupted him coldly: "Shut up, eat. Follow me to work after eating."
Huang Yinan immediately quit: "The director team told me that I'm here as a guest."
"The guests all work together."
"Shen Jue, you old dog, don't try to lie to me."
"Gu Yanshu has something to do today, if he doesn't work to earn money, he won't have money to eat."
"... that's fine."
Gu Yanshu went upstairs and turned on the computer, seeing the sound waves floating back and forth on the screen, he felt a little irritated.
He knew that meeting Shen Jue would definitely be bad.
It has been a long time since he was absent-minded at work.
But just can't control it.
Like the ketchup in a dish seeping into the blood heart along the taste buds and then feeding back to the cerebral cortex, he was sipping sweetness and sourness all over his body, nothing was right.
The food is his favorite taste.
It's just that Shen Jue used to cook to make him fat, but now Shen Jue cooks to please his girlfriend.
girlfriend.
That's right, Shen Jue is in his late twenties, and according to his conditions, it's not normal not to have a girlfriend.
Just thinking of the ambiguous hug this morning and the distraction and breathing disorder brought about by the phrase "I've never seen someone else fall in love", Gu Yanshu felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
But after thinking about it, he felt that he was unreasonable, and there was no other way except to stay away from a provocative and unaware straight man like Shen Jue.
You can only hide, the farther you can hide, the better.
Gu Yanshu gave himself three seconds to adjust his emotions.
Recover calm indifference and get on with your work.
I don't know why, but I suddenly got inspiration for the second half of the adaptation, and I threw myself into it unconsciously. When I came back to my senses, I turned my head to look, only to find that the sky outside the window was already dark.
The winter nights did come early.
The door creaked open.
Huang Yinan came in with a bowl of rice and a plate: "You can be busy after eating."
Gu Yanshu pushed the computer away and took the food.
Huang Yinan sat on the armrest of the sofa, supported the back of the sofa with one hand, and supported the coffee table with the other, looked at the computer, and asked, "Can you listen to the demo?"
Gu Yanshu pressed the play button.
Huang Yinan's face instantly showed interest: "Not bad, added some trip-hop?"
"Yeah." Gu Yanshu nodded, and dragged the mouse, "I want to make a suspended pause here, so that the lay back of rap will be more comfortable. You are more professional in this regard, what do you think?"
"I think it's good." Huang Yinan nodded, "But your song is a bit avant-garde. I'm afraid that the public will not accept it during the competition."
Gu Yanshu seemed to have his own considerations, he did not refute or approve, and ate quietly.
Huang Yinan picked up the lyrics and took a look, raised his eyebrows: "Yo, it's still a love song."
It's not that Gu Yanshu has never sung love songs, it's just that he rarely sang them, and they all sang other people's songs by chance.
But in all his own albums, singles, and concerts, there has never been any love song.
Thinking of this, Huang Yinan became interested: "Tell me, why did you suddenly think of writing a love song? Did you fall in love with a girl?"
Gu Yanshu lowered his eyelashes to hide his emotions.
Huang Yinan used to like to tease him: "Don't be shy. You will be twenty-five soon, and you can support your family with strength. It's okay to fall in love. It's just that you wrote the word..."
He smacked his lips, "Why is it so tragic? It can't be because of love, right?"
Gu Yanshu didn't want him to ask any more questions, and was about to interrupt him when the door was knocked twice.
Shen Jue leaned against the door frame, and said lazily: "Huang Yinan, I asked you to come up to deliver a meal and no one will deliver it? I'm still waiting for you to go down and wash the dishes."
Gu Yanshu didn't know how a good customer could be reduced to washing dishes.
But Huang Yinan seems to accept this setting very well: "Don't rush, get down immediately. We are talking about Xiaoshu's liking for girls."
Shen Jue's gaze slowly shifted to Gu Yanshu.
Gu Yanshu turned his face away, but didn't speak.
Shen Jue withdrew his gaze and looked at Huang Yinan: "Go down, Xia Qingqiao and the others are waiting for you to play the game, Holographic Contra."
"Fuck, do you still have such good things here?" Huang Yinan stood up from the sofa in an instant, and walked downstairs, "Xiao Xia, come to fight!"
Downstairs was noisy.
Shen Jue closed the door.
Turn around and look at Gu Yanshu.
Open your mouth slowly.
"Is there someone you like?"