When the show crew eats, there are so many people, so they really have to fight for it.
Ling Rui was dumbfounded.
Chen Kezhou patted Ling Rui on the shoulder, "You don't understand what kind of perseverance it is to record your meal while we are already hungry."
Ling Rui:…
He felt that although it was indeed delicious, it still had flaws.
Wait! What's wrong with him? Is he really going to be a chef? A singer who doesn't want to be a chef is not a good actor?
Ling Rui felt that he might be crazy. Because there is a food system, he was crazy.
The original owner’s dream was to be an artist. Yes, he was an artist, so he became a monk at the age of 23 and already had intermediate acting skills to enrich himself crazily.
Ling Rui has only been in this world for a little more than a day, but at this moment, he must think clearly about the next path.
Life is never static. Some people like to be dull and can just work like this for the rest of their lives. Some people like to be vigorous and try various different lives.
But for now, he has many choices. He can follow the original owner's route and continue to work hard in the entertainment industry.
You can also rely on the system to open a restaurant.
You can even go back to school.
The first path can quickly bring him wealth and fame.
The second way is to be an ordinary person peacefully.
The third way is to experience a different life choice.
Shaking his head slightly, no matter what he chooses in the future, at this stage, the recording of Longing must be completed first. As for the rest, that is also a matter for the future.
"Xiao Rui, the hot water is ready. You can go take a shower first. You have been busy all day and you are tired." Huang Xiaochu came over and looked at Ling Rui in a daze for a while before speaking.
"Okay, thank you, Teacher Huang." Ling Rui came back to his senses and nodded.
After taking a shower, Ling Rui dried his hair and looked at himself in the mirror. The original owner was much more handsome than him. He said with a smile, in fact, why not try a different life?
Since you want to be an artist, then I will accomplish this goal for you.
Only children make choices, adults want them all.
After figuring it out, Ling Rui walked down the stairs easily and saw Reba's expression of despair.
"What is this?" Ling Rui asked.
"I have to leave tomorrow, so I won't be able to eat such delicious food." Reba replied weakly.
Ling Rui: You are really a real foodie.
"Ling Rui, I heard Director Chen say that you will only be recording here for two more days, and the follow-up will be in late April. Will you have a lot of work after you go back?" Reba looked at Ling Rui.
Ling Rui shook his head, "It's not much. My contract expires next year, and I'm currently discussing a renewal. For the time being, Teenage Chronicles should be regarded as the last TV series during the contract period."
"Is it due?" Reba opened her eyes wide, "How about coming to Sister Mi's studio?"
Ling Rui smiled and said, "Let's see. We have to wait until next year."
"Okay, I'll ask you next year." Reba nodded happily, "I don't think your company will let you go easily. After all, Shonen Chronicles will be aired soon, and your character is still very lovable. It will be popular by then.
Yi Gao... It’s not easy to leave unless someone helps you negotiate.”
"It's okay, we'll talk about it later. Even if I can't be an artist, I won't starve to death with my skills." Ling Rui smiled nonchalantly. In fact, the company treated the original owner pretty well, but Ling Rui just didn't want to hand over his future.
Just give it to others.
Half an hour later, Peng Peng started laying out a yoga mat and started exercising.
Ling Rui was quite impressed that he could persevere.
Then, it was Reba's turn.
A pair of long legs.
Ling Rui looked very comfortable.
By the time everyone had washed up and gathered in the living room on the first floor, it was almost 9 o'clock.
He Jiong looked at the four super girls, "Time is really merciless to everyone. In the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed. Even the youngest Yali is already over thirty now. Qianqian's daughter is already that old."
"Time is like a butcher's knife." Huang Xiaochu lamented, "it killed the charming and suave me into a middle-aged fat uncle!"
Peng Peng and Zifeng smiled crookedly.
"Well, since today is the Supergirl reunion, let's each sing a song, right?"
"good."
"You may have!"
"Then Bibi comes first."
…
After the four Super Girls sang a song each, He Jiong's eyes were already red, and Super Girl was already in tears. The time passed like this, caught off guard, like a blink of an eye.
"Come on, Peng Peng!"
"whee!"
Peng Peng was a little confused, "Me?"
"yes!"
"quick!"
"Then I'll just sing!" Peng Peng had no choice but to break the note on the first line...
"Hahaha!"
Everyone laughed.
Ling Rui also smiled.
Peng Peng blushed, but continued to sing, and the following songs slowly found their pitch.
After the song ended, everyone still applauded.
"Reba."
Reba nodded and sang a cheerful song, winning applause.
Ling Rui was also surprised, but soon he understood that Reba was not just a vase.
The new generation of actors is growing up and being compared by countless people.
Some people are indeed just good-looking traffic stars.
But some young actors still work hard.
"Xiao Rui."
"Then I will sing a song about May Day in a blink of an eye." Ling Rui said, "In a blink of an eye, we have reached the final chapter of the autobiography..."
The low magnetic voice, paired with this song, is still good and has a different flavor.
"I feel anxious and uneasy, but I still have to let go of my hands..."
Ling Rui suddenly felt a pain in his heart and frowned. Although he liked May Day's song, it didn't mean that he could sing it casually. And in the blink of an eye, he hadn't heard this song several times, so it was the original owner!
What is the original owner remembering? Why is there no relevant memory?
"Why did you stop suddenly? You sang very well." Huang Lei looked at Ling Rui, he really wanted to see how good this kid was.
"Oh, I suddenly forgot the lyrics." Ling Rui smiled.
"??" This was a question from Reba, but now that the show was being recorded, she stopped asking. She clearly remembered that Ling Rui obviously liked singing this song.
"Okay, I'll spare you." He Jiong came to the rescue.
"Jingle Bell."
The phone rings.
Peng Peng answered the phone immediately, "Hello, this is the Mushroom House. Would you like to order some food?"
"Hmm. Sweet and sour pork ribs."
"Okay, are there any more?"
"No more, that's it."
Then the phone hung up.
Peng Peng was confused, "Brother Rui. Someone ordered some food, sweet and sour pork ribs."
Ling Rui nodded.
Afterwards, two more guests ordered food.
After playing for about half an hour, it was getting late, so everyone took a rest.
Ling Rui was lying on the bed, thinking about the memory crazily. Why is there no memory of this song? Why not?
"Ding. This is the exclusive memory buried deep in the heart of the original owner."
Ling Rui was silent.
I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse.
I sighed slightly in my heart. Sure enough, everything has an unpredictable side.