"Mute the mic."
Yu Zhou thought about these two words all night.
In Yu Zhou's opinion, sound without pictures is the most bewitching, because it can mobilize your emotions to the maximum extent and stimulate your imagination to the maximum extent.
Imagination, imagination is invincible.
For example, just now, before Su Chang reminded her to turn off the microphone, there was a sound of a page turning over. What does this show? It shows that she is not in a hurry, but calm and composed, and is still turning a page of the book.
Of course, he was not worried about being discovered by Yu Zhou.
This page could be a random magazine, or it could be a script she printed out in advance.
If it was the former, she might have heard it after finishing her work in the studio; if it was the latter, she might have made a special trip to the studio to find Peng Xizhi who had just finished work, and she came prepared.
Su Chang did not say a word until the work was finished. Even when everyone spoke up at the end and said "thank you for your hard work, good night", she did not make a sound.
So Yu Zhou used his imagination to guess whether she had left or not.
Alas, she threw her phone aside and lay in bed, thinking that Su Chang’s participation might not be her luck but her fate.
There was a gentle knock on the door.
"Please open the door." Yu Zhou sat up.
Xiang Wan pushed the door open, only half of his body was extended reservedly, and asked, "I heard no movement inside, is this over?"
"It's over. I'm exhausted."
Xiang Wan smiled: "Are you hungry, Miss Yu? You didn't eat much for dinner."
"I'm not hungry. I'll just take a shower and go to bed."
Xiang Wan said: "Asking Miss Yu if she is hungry means that I am starving."
Shit. Use her words to defeat her.
Yu Zhou stood up and said, "Go out. I'll make you a bowl of noodles."
Fortunately, I can do something to divert my attention.
Xiang Wan was very polite. She did not sit on the sofa and wait like an old man. Instead, she just stood behind Yu Zhou like a supervisor and looked around carefully.
First, press the kettle button to boil a pot of water.
Yu Zhou took out two cylindrical boxes from the storage box next to the refrigerator, tore open the packaging, opened a few small bags, and put the seasonings in them.
Xiang Wan seemed to want to say something but stopped himself.
This palm-sized bag and Yu Zhou's shaking movements really looked like poisoning.
But the two of them had no grudges against each other, so how could Miss Yu be so cruel? So she let out a breath and tried to comfort herself.
After preparing the ingredients, Yu Zhou tilted his neck and played with his mobile phone while waiting for the water to boil.
After a short while, the water in the kettle began to boil and the button popped out with a "click". Yu Zhou picked up the kettle, added water to the food box, then covered it, stuck a fork on it, carried it out of the kitchen, and placed it on the dining table.
Xiang Wan stared at the colorful food box: "Miss Yu said, it's 'cooked' noodles?"
incredible.
"You'll know in a moment, almost."
The two stared at each other for a few minutes, and Yu Zhou glanced at his phone: "It's time to eat."
He opened it first and smelled the fragrant aroma. Yu Zhou's appetite was aroused. He blew on it a few times and then took a sip.
He ate with such relish that Xiang Wan raised one eyebrow and looked up and down several times before he picked up the fork and started eating.
"Is it delicious?" Yu Zhou asked her while chewing noodles.