"Don't talk about me anymore. As for you, I see that you usually order takeout and have never seen you cooking."
I have known Yang Ning for more than three years, and sometimes I go on business trips for half a month. The two are together every day, and they are very familiar with each other, but Fang Jing has never heard that she can cook.
Rolling her eyes, Yang Ning smiled and said, "Are you really stupid or pretending to be stupid? You haven't even been to where I live, how do you know if I can cook?"
"You can't let me carry a pot to cook when I'm out, right?"
"That's right!" Fang Jing scratched his head and smiled. "Your family should be very happy, right?"
"It's about the same as you. I don't have much family anymore. My parents passed away last year and got into a car accident."
Yang Ning stared at the food in the pot, her tone calm, as if she was talking about a trivial matter.
"I'm sorry." Looking at her profile, Fang Jing was silent for a few seconds and said, "How come I didn't listen to you last year?"
"I left in August. What's the use? Who can share the burden?"
There are no real friends in the entertainment industry. Yang Ning is a strong woman who keeps everything in her heart. She is already past the age of confiding her feelings to people she meets.
If Fang Jing hadn't asked just now, she wouldn't have said anything.
"Put away the pot and set aside, it's going to burn!"
Seeing Fang Jing in a daze, Yang Ning reminded him.
"oh!"
Twenty minutes later, four simple dishes and one soup were served.
The dish is a good dish and the soup is chicken soup.
Yang Ning filled a bowl and gave it to Fang Jing, "How about giving it a try."
"I……"
After hesitating for a few seconds, Fang Jing took over and said, "Let me tell you in advance that I am in good health and I am just giving you face."
"clear!"
There was silence at the table. After a few minutes, Yang Ning ate and said, "I heard from Wang Han that your singers have been a little out of shape in the last few issues? Why, are you being passive and sabotaging your work?"
Except for singer Fang Jing, who was always at the top of the rankings in the first few episodes, he has been falling behind in the following periods and was almost eliminated several times.
If the program team hadn't seen his high traffic and tried every means to keep him, Fang Jing wouldn't have been able to survive the semi-finals.
"Yeah! That's what happened. I don't want to sing anymore. It wastes time every week. I should finish it early and come back to do my business."
Singers record once a week, for two days at a time, one day for rehearsal and one day for official singing.
Fang Jing initially thought that after three or five rounds, he would be almost done, but he didn’t expect that it has already been more than a month.
The Swordsman is still filming in an urgent manner, and there are usually announcements and variety shows, so it’s really too busy.
Xu Zheng's Zhuang Tu is making preliminary preparations for Xiu Chun Dao 2 in November. There are too many things to do and he has no time to spare.
"No!" Yang Ning said firmly: "Singing is your highlight, so you can't lose it. Let's put the announcements and variety shows first. If you're just filming, there should be a balance between the two."
Seeing Fang Jing wanting to refute, Yang Ning was the first to say, "Think about it for yourself, regardless of your identity as a singer, how many people know you?"
"Being a singer on Xiangnan Satellite TV is a good stage. Make good use of this opportunity. It will help your career a lot."
Since his debut, Fang Jing has starred in Zhang Qiling in Tomb Raiders, Lin Jingyu in Zhu Xian, and Laojiumen February Red, not to mention minor roles in other movies.
All the roles he played along the way were supporting roles. If it weren't for his aura as a singer, with these few dramas, he wouldn't even be a second-tier star.
Although he is now on the front line, most of the audience still recognizes his singing.
"Singers and actors, you have to have a priority. Obviously your musical talent is higher. My suggestion is to be a singer first and an actor second."
"Of course, you are the boss, and you make your own decisions on some things. If you want to end up in trouble as an actor, I can't help you."
Yang Ning doesn't understand acting, but there are people who do. Some time ago, she went to visit the Swordsman studio and asked Wu Gang, how was Fang Jing's acting?
Wu Gang said it was average, not amazing, but considered qualified.
It's pretty good that Fang Jing, who has become a monk halfway, can get this evaluation, but compared to his monstrous talent in music, normal people would know who to choose.
But Fang Jing didn't know why he was crazy, so he did the opposite. He didn't care about music, and all he thought about was acting skills and shaping the character image.
"I know! I'll pay attention."
Without saying anything else, Fang Jing continued to eat.
Perhaps it was too simple, as he preferred performing to music.
There are a lot of songs in his mind. As long as he is willing, it will not be a problem to release seventeen or eighty songs a year and become the king of Asia in a few years.
But what is fake is fake after all. These songs are not his. The more others praise them, the more panicked he becomes.
To make money from music, he has to wear a mask every time he sings a song. Over time, he almost becomes numb.
I'm really afraid of being like Charlotte, played by Shen Teng, who copied songs and became a king, and then went crazy when she met the original singer.
"Did you know? I was a singer in my previous life!"
Yang Ning, who was eating, was stunned, "Have you ever praised yourself so much?"
"I'm serious. It all seems like a dream. In my previous life, I was a singing host. As long as people listened, I was very happy."
"I sang under overpasses, in parks, shopping malls, underground passages, and subway stations. I really liked music at that time." Fang Jing said calmly with a look of recollection.
"Now, my original intention is long gone. It was gone the moment I stood on the stage for the first time."
He felt much better when he let out the inner thoughts he had buried for twenty years. This secret had been suppressed in his heart for so long that sometimes he almost thought that he was really a musical genius and that his previous life was actually a dream.
Yang Ning was speechless: "Did you have too little Meng Po soup when you crossed Naihe Bridge?"
"Hahaha! Maybe, this is my biggest secret, don't expose it," Fang Jing said mysteriously.
"I want to be exposed, but someone has to believe me."
Looking at the smiling Fang Jing, Yang Ning was worried. Could it be that yesterday's incident caused psychological trauma and made her crazy?
I've only heard of it happening to girls, but I've never heard of guys getting depressed when this happens.
She also checked online during the day when she was at work. Netizens said that men took advantage of this situation and that they wanted nothing more.
"I was wrong about what happened yesterday, don't take it to heart, how about... let's do it again, this time I won't move?"
"Pfft! Cough cough cough!"
A mouthful of chicken soup spurted out. Fang Jing wiped his mouth, rolled his eyes, and said weakly: "Really or not?"
Despite Yang Ning's weakness, he still has considerable strength. Yesterday, he tried to get up many times but was pushed down. He couldn't resist, leaving only two lines of clear tears slowly falling down.
"It's getting late."
Looking at the red sunset on the horizon, Fang Jing said slowly.
…
In the evening, the living room was still the same place as yesterday. Regardless of appearance, the two of them crossed their legs... and sat on the sofa to eat the leftovers from the afternoon.
"belch!"
After wiping his mouth, Fang Jing felt refreshed and put the dishes away in the kitchen.
Sister Baoer used Awei's Eighteen Postures once, and only let her go after Yang Ning begged for mercy.
After taking a shower, Fang Jing went upstairs to prepare for bed.
"Um?"
All the rooms upstairs were open, but he only had the bed.
What's going on? Didn't Yang Ning buy furniture?
"I forgot to buy a bed. I'll just make do with it today. I'll change rooms tomorrow." Yang Ning sighed from behind, "Don't worry, we'll sleep half of it each. I definitely won't go there."
Tao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three.
Whenever there is a first time, there is a second time.
Everything is difficult at the beginning, but everything becomes smoother later on.
Once you taste it, you can never stop.
Fang Jing shook his head vigorously to throw away the messy thoughts in his mind.
She shouldn't be this kind of person.
Besides, you just ate, so you shouldn’t be hungry!