Chapter 72: Self-reliance When Pei Yan came back from Qingdao after filming the movie, she didn't even go back to her home.
She took her suitcase and went to Zhuang Xiao's apartment.
As soon as you enter the door, there is a large basket of beautiful flowers on the shoe cabinet in the foyer.
When other men send flowers, they give him a bouquet, a handful or a bottle.
When Mr.
Zhuang sends flowers, he gives him a basket.
Flowers and plants of various colors and varieties are arranged horizontally and vertically in baskets in a rough pastoral style.
At first glance, they look casual and carefree.
However, upon closer inspection, the flower arrangement still has a shape, which suits the style of the two of them.
This is a rough person giving flowers to a rough person.
"Ouch!"
Pei Yan took off his shoes and threw them into the shoe cabinet, "What stupid boy bought such a tacky basket of flowers?"
"Your man bought it," said the person standing in the kitchen.
"Who is my man?"
Pei Yan asked in a very cocky tone.
"Here, this one is the toughest."
Zhuang Xiao spoke calmly.
"Who did the tough guy buy it for?"
Pei Yan drawled.
"Buy it for my little boyfriend."
Zhuang Xiao showed his dimples and his heart softened.
The flower basket was tied with a label written by Zhuang Xiao: Handsome future actor, congratulations on the successful completion of the new film.
Pei Yan could no longer act, so she walked into the kitchen and hugged the person, kissing the ears and neck from behind, kissing the cleanly shaved sideburns and the back of the head with exposed green skin, and even bit her, "I didn't kiss her hair before because it was too long."
Keep it up, I want to lick the places I haven’t licked before.”
Then, the two hugged each other face to face and kissed quietly.
He gasped and stroked the other person's head: "You are so beautiful."
Zhuang Xiao is making hand-made noodles, and he has just learned how to make them.
He used to cook instant noodles by himself.
Instant noodles are usually added with a piece of ham and two poached eggs, and they are the closest companions at the bachelor's table.
But he is no longer single.
Pei Yan hugged Zhuang Xiao's waist from behind and rested his chin on his shoulder: "Hey, I can make tofu, and you can make noodles, right?"
"Tired of eating?"
Zhuang Xiao asked.
"Whether it's greasy or not depends on who made it," Pei Yan said.
"My man made it."
"Cat ears don't count as what I made for you," Zhuang Xiao said.
"Cat ears are not noodles," Pei Yan said.
"Cat ears are like noodles," Zhuang Xiao said.
"Pinch the noodles and shape them into lumps, which are like cat ears.
Isn't that the same thing?"
Pei Yan said.
"There are so many things, do you want spicy food?"
Zhuang Xiao asked, "Make spicy noodles."
"Are you going to fuck me tonight?"
Pei Yan asked, "If you want to fuck me, don't make it too spicy."
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Zhuang Xiao endured his disgust: "You eat yours, I'll fuck mine, I won't stop you from eating."
"Sure."
Pei Yan murmured, "Uncle, I haven't eaten spicy food for a long time.
Qingdao's big seafood and big shells are boiled directly when they are caught, without seasoning, just eat the pure umami flavor. , it makes my mouth taste so disgusting.”
"Spicy chicken diced noodles."
Zhuang Xiao tapped the edge of the pot with a shovel, "Get out, the spicy oil will choke you."
"If I don't go out, I'll just smell you."
Pei Yan leaned against the kitchen door frame and smiled wildly.
While waiting for the spicy chicken noodles, he turned on his phone and read a few of Mr.
Zhuang's random thoughts.
He copied all the little jokes he liked to his mobile phone.
When filming on the set, it’s much more interesting to scroll through Weibo when you have nothing to do than to waste time and life scrolling through Weibo topics.
He knows some of the jokes by heart.
February 26 Relapsed, screwed.
I just held it in in the military camp.
It was too hard.
After I came out, I indulged myself all of a sudden.
I felt that if I didn't smoke more cigarettes, I would be in trouble.
I couldn't treat myself too badly.
Want a hug.
He happened to not be at home yet, he went to film somewhere else.
February 27 When I got home and didn't want to do anything, the lion just wanted to eat the sheep, and the sheep wasn't even in the fold.
I found that my hands were too rough and they looked like sandpaper after not taking care of them all winter.
I trimmed my nails and secretly applied handsome hand cream.
March 1 The hands are really rough. uncomfortable.
No wonder he always says that that place hurts.
I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry it hurts.
You should have made it clear earlier that it's because my hands can't be used.
Let's try another way.
You're stupid.
March 2 During the Lantern Festival, he took a temporary leave and ran back from the crew.
It was a rare occasion to spend the festival together.
I made glutinous rice balls and the two of us ate them.
The first time I made it, my technical skills were not good.
I cooked fifteen glutinous rice balls in one pot, and finally fished out eight complete ones, and the other seven could not be found.
The idea has arrived.
I originally wanted to pack some for my father-in-law and mother-in-law to show their courtesy, otherwise I’d better practice for two years first.
The fillings taste pretty good, one black sesame, one sweet bean paste, both are very sweet, the bear-like filling contains so much sugar and osmanthus Don't touch him with your hands tonight, touch him somewhere else, try not to hurt him.
Pei Yan read and laughed again.
On the night of the Lantern Festival, we just eat glutinous rice balls and then eat tofu with each other.
Zhuang Xiao hugged him tightly, pressed him on the bed, and kept kissing him.
He suddenly stopped in the middle of the kiss and said, I wanted to kiss you, but you asked me to kiss a nail.
Pei Yan was indignant, how could a kiss not have so many nails?
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Zhuang Xiao said, there are really so many, I will count for you how many are on you, how many things hit my mouth.
Zhuang Xiao pressed him, searched for him, kissed his ear studs, lip studs, and followed his back.
Kiss the embroidered tattoo on the back, all the way to between the legs.
When eating, there is fragrant spicy chicken diced noodles on the table.
Zhuang Xiao directly brought the pot to the table and served the noodles in a large bowl.
Two people can easily finish a pot of noodles.
There is a layer of spicy oil on the edge of the lips, which is very enjoyable.
Pei Yan still had some thoughts, and said: "Hey, I'm quite touched that you really never write essays in Chinese language exams."
"I won't write."
Zhuang Xiao chewed noodles.
"I don't know how to write any essays.
I really turned in the paper with the last page empty."
"In the 100-point system, if you don't have 40 points, then you will fail."
Pei Yan said.
"Yes, that's why I failed every exam."
Zhuang Xiao smiled, "Others were still fussing about writing, so I stood up gracefully and told the teacher that I was the first to hand in the paper every time. " "Haha," Pei Yan said, "I see in your little diary that you can write well."
"What I write for you is what I want to say, not a composition."
Zhuang Xiao said, "I can't write a composition."
There is no prescribed topic, just whatever you think, the mood is soft and watery, flowing from the end of the pen.
He couldn't write essays.
They were all about praising the motherland, promoting positive energy in society, and expressing family harmony, fatherly kindness, sonship, and filial piety.
What could a child without a family or mother sing about?
He couldn't come up with a single word of praise and couldn't think of a good word to praise him, so Zhuang Xiao never wrote any compositions.
"Classmate Zhuang, is there any other subject that you are good at?"
Pei Yan had already filled the second bowl of noodles.
His own rice was so delicious.
"I also have subjects with good grades."
Zhuang Xiao said.
"I don't believe you can do well in any subject."
Pei Yan looked down at him.
"Tsk, tell me, are you stupid?"
Zhuang Xiao blurted out, "You guys are good at sports."
"Damn, you're awesome, hahaha."
Pei Yan knocked his head on the table, convinced.
"This is the only subject in which I can get full marks.
I beat the whole class in every physical test."
Zhuang Xiao also laughed out loud, "I usually don't go to physical education class.
The class teacher doesn't let me go to the playground and asks me to go to physical education class time.
She made up for the math in her office, and the final test results showed that I was first in the class in the shot put, my long jump was the length of a ruler, and I just slew all those people in the running, believe it or not."
The two of them laughed so hard that they spit out hot oil at the table.
It was so ridiculous.
Zhuang Xiao said: "After the physical education teacher fired the starting gun, we set off.
He turned around to find a red silk tie and pull a ribbon at the finish line.
But when he turned around again, I had already finished three laps and crossed the line.
He didn't even catch me. " Pei Yan wiped away the saliva from her smile, with a hint of fascination and temptation in her eyes: "I will check your watch tonight to see what your grades are."
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Zhuang Xiao stared at him: "Okay, then I will show you my explosive power and stab you."
The two of them were holding big ocean bowls, and Pei Yan looked at each other's faces, feeling that he couldn't get enough of them.
I used to think that the opponent was sent to the club to box without going to school.
But after thinking about it, Zhuang Xiao should have attended elementary school and middle school.
This person must have had a different schooling experience than ordinary children.
He had been independent since he was a child, boarding in a suburban school, and spent at least twice as much time practicing martial arts as he did in class.
Usually he is a wild child who is not cared about, and his mind is not focused on studying for exams.
He would not take the initiative to ask about topics from his student days, and would not get to the bottom of it.
If Zhuang Xiao was willing to talk about something, he would listen.
Imagine that his Brother Xiao was probably sitting alone on the parallel bars in the playground at that time, dangling his legs, sitting and watching the sunset scenery of Yanshan Mountain.
Both of them had some minor injuries and ailments.
That night, we sat on the bed, took off our pants, looked at each other's injuries, and applied medicine to each other.
Pei Yan got a bruise on the front of his calf during a filming scene.
Normally it should have scabbed, but after being soaked in seawater for several days, it became inflamed, which was a bad thing.
The wound was the size of a coin.
A kung fu actor with an injury the size of a coin cannot tell the director, "It hurts and I need to take a day off to rest."
Moreover, he is well-known among the crew as a rough guy and a hard-working guy.
In the eyes of others, he is as rough as steel can be tempered without getting hurt.
Others were more sophisticated in their filming.
For example, Xu Ran, a kid, went to the director's room to chat about the script twice at night.
Later in the filming, he was qualified to sit on the hood of the "Battleship in the Sky" for a close-up.
Pei Yan was in the car, her lower body soaked in sea water, but the camera was full of close-ups of Princess Ran.
Her position was such that he, the male lead, was blocked, so he didn't need to soak in the water.
It's all for the sake of showing off, but the methods and drama are different, which is actually understandable.
When he took off his pants and took a look, Zhuang Xiao felt very distressed: "This piece of flesh is rotten.
You should go to the hospital."
"Is it okay to apply some medicine?"
Pei Yan said, "Going to the hospital is a waste of time."
"Go to the hospital to apply anti-inflammatory lotion.
You must go," Zhuang Xiao said, "You have pus."
"There's no pus," Pei Yan said, "what I'm bleeding is milk."
Zhuang Xiao scolded him as a "dirty thing", then dragged him into bed, held down his hands and feet, bit him roughly, and sucked him until it hurt.
Bleating and producing milk.
Zhuang Xiao also had injuries on his legs, and his short military career added a few wild scars to his body.
There were scratched strip wounds and purple scars on the outside of the thighs and calves.
Zhuang Xiao said that it was on a shoal by the Yunnan River.
In order to avoid "enemy" artillery fire, they dragged the boat with a rope and hid in a cave.
A piece of the iron ship's string protruded, which was extremely hard.
It injured his leg in many places, which looked very tragic.
In the diary, Pei Yan scanned the passages about military life quickly at first, without looking carefully, just looking for pornographic jokes.
Later, when I re-read it again and again, I turned it back and savored it slowly, and I became fascinated.
March 4 In the second week, I went to the barracks to record a program and moved wood in the deep mountains and forests of Northeast China.
I was tired and my back hurt.
Thinking of the last time he was filming, his waist was hit by a car and injured.
I wonder if it still hurts.
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Wherever he hurts, I feel a pinch in my heart.
I also remembered that the night of the Lantern Festival was particularly good, and my Yanyan was the best.
But in the end it still hurt him.
He said it didn’t hurt in the front but hurt in the back.
How could he do this so that the back wouldn’t hurt?
March 5 Today I finally found out who was calling in the toilet cubicle of the cafeteria building, hahaha.
I'm not sure who I'm talking to on the phone, but I'm having a great time chatting, and I don't mind that the chat environment is really not good.
I didn't want to disturb him at first.
After I finished relieving myself, I should go out.
Wanting to tease that person, I knocked on the partition of the cubicle.
The people inside may have been frightened and suddenly did not dare to speak out.
I quickly said: "It's okay, I'm not trying to grab this toilet, you can continue talking."
Then I heard people inside flushing the toilet.
I want to say, Rong Rong, your acting skills are not good, you can’t hide it from Lao Jianghu, and you also wasted a tank of water.
March 15 The third time they joined the group to record the program, the team moved to the barracks of the Yunnan Border Defense Force.
The conditions are more difficult.
You will no longer see Siberian tigers here, but you can see other more bizarre things.
It seems that summer has entered early here.
It is summer all year round.
There are many, many, many bugs, bugs that I have never seen before.
The director team deliberately served the first meal and enjoyed various insects.
Rough people eat anything, but I picked one and ate it with my eyes closed, chewing the food.
No one else dared to chew it, but I thought Rong Rong swallowed it raw, which was great.
I beat the boy's back, and the bug almost got stuck in his throat and choked him.
The one who picked first actually had an advantage, so I was the first to eat.
I ate two scorpion-like things, which were not too unpleasant to eat.
The two girls who waited until the end and refused to eat were left with only two of the most ugly insects, and they were so frightened that they cried.
Feel sorry for those two.
So, usually do things quickly and be brave.
When faced with what you have to do, complete it with all your strength.
Don't hesitate or be indecisive.
You will only scare yourself until the end.
I understand this now. .
March 18 Sailing in the river, fighting against rapids and waterfalls, and fighting "enemy troops" in a river with a terrifying drop.
Today is the most arduous and heroic training session since the recording of the program.
Eight boats were launched, and only three returned in the end.
The comrades in other boats were injured and retreated, or were "killed" by artillery fire.
The battle was tragic.
I admire Rong Rong more and more.
I might have been prejudiced against him before.
This is not right.
I didn't expect him to last in that boat.
He has average abilities and average physical strength, but he is very tough.
Therefore, whether a person can persevere to the end on a difficult journey does not depend on you showing off your muscles at the starting line, but whether you can persevere step by step on this road to the finish line, even if you just crawl over.
Those who run with long strides may pull their ankles if they take too big a step, or stretch their muscles midway through.
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Later, four or five of us fell into the waterfall together, which was very dangerous.
At that moment, I couldn't care less about fear.
I grabbed the rope in the rapids and climbed to the shore with all my life.
After climbing up, I couldn't move even while lying on the shore.
They were all scolding the director team for not jumping down themselves.
Fortunately, the waterfall is only five meters high, not fifty meters high.
Don't laugh at us.
I'll give you a five-meter-high waterfall.
Handsome, try jumping in and see if your legs will shake.
After the mood essay, there is still room for updating.
Mr.
Zhuang has opened a new book, and he seems to be planning to keep writing like this.
Anyway, there are people cheering and eagerly waiting to see it.
March 26 He ate the birthday cake and saw the gifts, and the response was pretty good.
He said he liked the new packaging and flavor, and he also liked my new hairstyle, which made me wonder why he fell in love with it before and whether he disliked it so much before.
He said that it was okay before and he could tolerate you.
He said that in the past I was more chewy and chewy; now I am stickier and chewier.
Do I glue my teeth?
I am a person who can make people taste sweetness haha March 27 I agreed to bring him a gift wherever I went.
So I picked up some beautiful stones by the river.
They were very beautiful.
Some looked like rain flower stones, and some looked like gems.
It's smooth to the touch and feels very good.
Miss him again.
March 28 Four weeks of recording, eight episodes of the show, ended today, and it’s over.
Everyone is still alive, full of vitality and morale is high.
They say goodbye to the military camp, carry their bags and go home.
I’m not sure how the audience will rate me, but for me, I’ve benefited a lot and I’m glad I’ve been on this show.
Soldiers in the army receive training as Iron Warriors in order to protect their families and the country; for me, it is also about "protecting my family" and "serving the country."
A person's life is about constant struggle, trying hard to do a good job in his career, and trying hard to love the person around him who is worthy of love.
After that, I am a Kung Fu actor, and I also want to be that inspiring “Light of the Chinese.”
After entering this door, I am his man, I love and protect him, I want to be his light and his pride. gd1806102: