In order to prevent any accidents the day after tomorrow, Feng Jing made a careful plan—after the crew ended at noon the day after tomorrow, he asked Mi Xian'er to drive him directly to Jiang Ran's house. At noon, he will be responsible for cooking, as an apologe for what they did last time. After that, they have an afternoon to watch movies, chat and walk the dog. After dinner, they can cultivate a little atmosphere, and they can start having sex. It's up.
Everything can be done before twelve o'clock!
Just thinking of this, Qin Fan called. Feng Jing frowned, and picked it up impatiently: "What else is there?"
"I just forgot to tell you that Bunny will launch a limited perfume for Christmas, let you go over and shoot an advertising poster, and then go when the crew rests the day after tomorrow."
Feng Jing: "..."
Capitalists really will not let go of the opportunity to exploit the working people!
He cursed Qin Fan ten thousand times in his heart, and sent news to Jiang Ranfa melancholically.
Feng Jing: I just received a job temporarily, and I have to shoot an advertising poster for Bunny the next afternoon. I might not be able to have lunch together orz.
Feng Jing: But this poster shouldn't last long. I'll look for you after I finish work. You order a takeaway at noon, I'll cook in the evening
Jiang Ran: Okay, waiting for you (^^*)
Feng Jing: [Bi Xin]
Although the time for chatting and walking the dog in the afternoon was taken away, but fortunately, it did not delay the evening's major events.
Perhaps with the support of "big events", Feng Jing was extremely motivated in the next two days of work. When we went to Bunny's studio, An Yi, a well-known costume stylist specially invited by Bunny, was already waiting inside.
Seeing An Yi, Feng Jing’s eyes changed slightly. He had already anticipated that the next thing netizens would pinch was probably "We Zhenzhen use An Yi as the queen stylist, and you also invite him to be the emperor, ha ha ha , Follower".
"Emperor Feng, seeing me feel very complicated?" An Yi stood up and walked towards him. Feng Jing looked at his eye-catching pale blond hair and those long straight legs, and smiled at him: "I was just thinking, Bunny is really proud. I took an advertisement poster and invited An Dashen. ."
The person in charge of Bunny on the side heard their conversation and hurriedly jumped out and smiled and said: "It should be, and the best model must of course accompany the best stylist."
Feng Jing smiled non-committal, and asked him, "How long will this filming be today?"
The person in charge replied: "If it goes well, it should be over within two hours."
Feng Jing nodded and followed An Yi to styling.
Known as the "magic", An Yi is not in vain. His hands seemingly casually scratched Feng Jing's hair a few times, which changed his entire aura. Because the perfume is limited to Christmas, he also chose Christmas colors appropriately when he styled Feng Jing.
Feng Jing originally didn't like him much because An Yi was Mo Zhen's queen stylist, but now looking at his masterpiece, he admires him a little more.
He has always admired people with real abilities.
An Yi spent nearly an hour styling Feng Jing, and the scene immediately entered the shooting stage. Although Feng Jing is not a professional model, he has also taken covers for many fashion magazines before. When facing the camera lens, he knows how to express himself very well. With the concerted efforts of him and the photographer, the shooting ended on time.
Feng Jing simply took off his makeup, changed back to his clothes, and was about to leave. The person in charge next to him sent him all the way, and also told him about the next publicity work: "We will try to get the poster in two days, and we will put it on Weibo first. I hope the actor Feng can help."
"Yes, I will."
"Okay, then you go slowly." The person in charge watched him enter the elevator before returning to continue busying himself.
After Feng Jing got in the car, he raised his hand to check the time. It was already three thirty. It's not too late, I should be able to reach Jiang Ran's house at four o'clock.
"Rice noodles, let's go to the riverside town first." He told Michelle who was driving.
After experiencing the night of his birthday, Michelle was obviously calmer for him to go to the water village: "I see."
"I plan to stay there forever in the afternoon, so you can pick me up at ten thirty in the evening."
"OK."
When he arrived at Jiang Ran's house, Feng Jing adjusted his clothes and hair before ringing the doorbell.
"Wow!" Erhuang's voice immediately came out from inside, followed by Jiang Ran's brisk footsteps.
Seeing her open the door for herself, Feng Jing couldn't help but laughed: "Sorry, I made you wait so long."
"No, you come in first." Jiang Ran pulled him in and hung his coat on the hanger. Feng Jing took off his mask and hat, and handed the pink paper bag he was holding to Jiang Ran: "Is this for you?"
Jiang Ran took a curious look and recognized that it was Bunny's paper bag: "What's inside?"
"Perfume, a limited edition for Christmas. It hasn't been released yet." Feng Jing rubbed her soft hair and smiled at her. "The person in charge gave it to me. I can just borrow flowers to offer Buddha."
"Wow, really?" Things that usually add the word "limited" are more attractive, not to mention this thing is still not on sale. Jiang Ran couldn't wait to open it and took a look, and was pricked by the pink perfume bottle at the girl's heart: "It's so cute! Judging by my experience as a purchasing agent, this perfume will surely sell well!"
A delicate bow is made on the perfume bottle, embellished with Christmas red and Christmas green. The pair of Bunny's iconic rabbit ears on the bottle are even softer and cute.
"This perfume seems to be called Fenxue Sweetheart, the smell is quite fresh, you can smell it."
"Yeah." Jiang Ran opened and sprayed, the sweet orange mixed with several fruity top notes, sweet but not greasy, refreshing, "good smell, very suitable for winter."
"After that, the smell will get fresher and fresher, although I think it is good, but if you use this perfume, we will not be the same."
Jiang Ran was amused by Feng Jing's words: "Then spray it on you too, so it's the same style again." She said that she really sprayed the top of Feng Jing's head, and said with a smile, "You are not that Sweetheart."
"Don't, it's better for you to be a sweetheart." Feng Jing smiled and held her hand and kissed her on the forehead. "Okay, I'm going to cook, otherwise we will be hungry tonight. abdomen."
Jiang Ran went to the room to put the perfume in, and went out to play with Erhuang for a while, then looked curiously into the kitchen, wanting to see what Feng Jing was doing.
Holding her mobile phone, she quietly approached the kitchen. Feng Jing, who was immersed in cutting vegetables, heard the footsteps and glanced back. Jiang Ran was holding the phone while taking pictures of himself. He smiled at the camera and asked her, "What are you taking secretly again?"
Jiang Ran said, "This time it's not a photo, it's a video." She said as she walked into Feng Jing, first gave him a feature, and then pointed the camera at the dishes on the chopping board, "Wow, Feng Yingdi cuts. The dishes are not as good as him."
Feng Jing laughed and wanted to use her hand to file her camera. Jiang Ran avoided his claws and pointed the camera at him again: "Don't be shy. Although you don't cut it well, it's enough for people to look good." , As the saying goes, the man who cooks is the most handsome. Keep cutting and leave me alone."
Feng Jing: "..."
She held a mobile phone at him next to him, so he could concentrate on cutting vegetables.
Jiang Ran was like a reporter, interviewing him decently: "How many times is Feng Yingdi cooking?"
Feng Jing said, "I haven't counted it. I don't cook often, but I do it occasionally."
"Then who usually cooks for you?"
"When I was in the crew, I usually had a box lunch, and when I was not working, I would do it with an assistant."
"Then do you think the assistant's cooking is delicious?"
"It's not as delicious as you did."
"Okay, I'm going to edit this paragraph and show it to your assistant."
Feng Jing finally couldn't help but block her camera: "I still want to eat tonight, go out and play with Erhuang."
"Wang!" Er Huang didn't know when he also got into the kitchen. At this moment, when he heard Feng Jing calling it, he wagged his tail to look at him. Jiang Ran turned around and gave the camera to Er Huang, "Er Huang, are you hungry?"
"Wow."
"Then let's go out and wait for him to feed us some good food, okay?"
"Wow."
Jiang Ran finally led Erhuang out, and Feng Jing looked at their backs, leaned against the cupboard and laughed for a while before starting to cut vegetables again.
He made a total of three dishes and one soup, but it took a lot of time, and it was almost six o'clock when he finished them all. Jiang Ran and Erhuang both surrounded them, and Feng Jingzao's food was only mediocre. Dan, because it was from the hands of Feng Yingdi, naturally rose a lot. Jiang Ran picked up his chopsticks, tasted his fried potato shreds, and blinked at him: "Better than I thought."
Feng Jing pursed his lips: "How unpalatable is it in your imagination?"
"Hahahaha, it's okay, you can try it yourself."
Feng Jing had tasted the dish before he brought it out. If it was too unpalatable, there would be no chance for it to appear on the table. Jiang Ran served the two of them with a meal, fed Erhuang a piece of meat, opened the chair and sat down: "Don't eat it yet, I'll take a photo to commemorate it."
She took out her phone and took a picture of the family at Sancai Yitang on the table, and then Enzhun Feng Jing moved her chopsticks. When eating, the two chatted first. Jiang Ran thought of the Weibo he had recently seen, and asked Feng Jing curiously: "Meng Xingchuan is your good friend, right?"
"Well, what's the matter?"
"I saw that Weibo was speculating on him and Yu Yao's CP recently. Is it true?"
Feng Jing smiled and said: "You said it was a CP, how could it be true." But afterwards, he can't guarantee whether it is true or not. "I heard Qin Fan say that he and Yu Yao will go together afterwards. A variety show is probably an artist pretending to be in love."
"Wow, last time it was so exciting."
As soon as I got here, Feng Jing's cell phone rang, thinking it was a work matter again. He was a little unhappy at first, but after taking a look at the cell phone, he discovered that it was actually the "Wang Empress" calling.
"my mother?"
When Jiang Ran heard these two words, he suddenly became nervous: "Your mother?"
"Yeah." His mother rarely called him and didn't know what it was. He picked up the phone and asked with some confusion: "Mom, what's the matter?"
Feng Jing's mother sounded a little anxious, and her speech was also fast: "Feng Jing, your sister is in the hospital."
Feng Jing frowned suddenly, and said to the person on the other end of the phone: "Which hospital? I'll come over right away."
The author has something to say:
The plan of Fengying emperor is completely ruined~Sahua~
Feng Jing::)