Ying Sisi's time in Beijing was not short if calculated carefully, but for the first time, she felt that at this moment, Beijing had a sense of belonging.
The source of this idea for her was just a bowl of noodles with soybean paste and two simple side dishes. The person who made these delicious dishes was a strange man whom she had just met for the first time. As soon as this idea appeared
Even she was a little shocked.
She took a handful of noodles, stirred the sauce, took a big sip, and made a moderate noise, which was not elegant. However, Qi Rihui didn't have much objection to this. After all, this person's shame had reached a certain level.
, how could he be disturbed by his own ridicule.
After tasting fried noodles, she added diced chicken. The diced chicken was surprisingly tender, tender and full of flavor, but the spiciness was also extraordinary. Just from the three or four kinds of chili peppers on the plate, it was so spicy.
She could tell that this dish was extraordinary. It was another good review. Ying Sisi made no secret of her love for this dish. She took a big drink of water and started eating the cod with her chopsticks.
"Why are you so good at cooking?" Ying Sisi wolfed down the food, with the idea of eating it back. After a while, she had eaten more than half of the bowl of noodles, like an old man who had been hungry for a hundred years.
What the cook hopes most is that the tasters express the highest level of enthusiasm and joy for the delicious food. If Qi Rihui was a little concerned just now, then seeing such a scene, those concerns have dissipated a lot.
"I am the chef of Jiangyuan Hotel."
Ying Sisi's eyes lit up, "No wonder you smell so good, but why didn't I think it was so delicious when I ate it in the hotel just now?"
"Because I didn't cook it."
His tone sounded casual, and Ying Sisi could imagine that this man was very proud of his cooking skills.
To be honest, Qi Rihui's appearance is good. If he had been a few years earlier, he might have been discovered by a talent scout and signed to an entertainment company. The age of around thirty is the time when he is familiar with the world and can do what he loves.
, in her novels, he is probably more like the handsome young man from a high family who is well-versed in everything in "The Unparalleled Daughter". And such a person, who can actually run around in the kitchen, is extremely rare.
However, there is no friendship between the two of them. To put it bluntly, they just had a meal together because of their thick skin. After this meal, they will probably never see each other again.
As for Sisi, there are a lot of good-looking men on TV. What’s so special about Qi Rihui? It’s probably his amazing cooking skills. It would be great if he could eat them often.
"Chef Qi, thank you." After eating and drinking, Ying Sisi suddenly said seriously.
Qi Rihui heard many of Ying Sisi's annoying words and automatically filtered out the words "chef". Then he was quite surprised that this person would even say thank you. He thought that the other person didn't know how to say these words.
"Otherwise I will beat someone today."
Qi Rihui was silent, knowing that he should not easily believe what Ying Sisi said.
After saying that, Ying Sisi didn't wait for the other party's invitation, and started talking about what happened to her today, from being an unknown screenwriter, to coming here to find a job, to meeting disgusting people, and how many times she had met someone disgusting.
It's explained clearly in one sentence, without any unnecessary elaboration.
Qi Rihui looked at Ying Sisi's eyes carefully. The corners of her eyes were slightly red, and she seemed not to be in a very good mood. That's right, she was young and alone in Beijing, so it was inevitable that she felt uncomfortable.
"So you are planning to stay with me and reduce your losses?" Qi Rihui said calmly.
Ying Sisi cursed secretly that this person was so unsympathetic, why was she still pursuing him now? Didn't she apologize?
"It's not that you smell too good." Ying Sisi sighed, silently blaming the other person for all this.
Qi Rihui was speechless. After eating, he waited for Ying Sisi to leave, but someone didn't seem to be in a hurry. He returned to the sofa and said that he had just eaten and needed to rest for a while, otherwise it would be bad for his health. Qi Rihui didn't know
I thought about something, agreed, and put the dishes and chopsticks in the sink to soak.
"Is there any fruit after dinner? Don't you usually eat it?" Ying Sisi's voice was very natural, and those who didn't know thought this was her home.
Qi Rihui made a movement with his hands, his eyelids drooped, and he couldn't see clearly. He took out apples and oranges from the refrigerator, cut a little of each and put them in the fruit plate and took them out.
Ying Sisi picked out an apple with a toothpick while carefully looking at the project information on her phone. It was a PPT sent by a film and television company she had applied for before, inviting her to try this project. It was a low-cost campus drama with a quite plot.
Damn it. The 30-year-old female protagonist returned to her seventeen-year-old age to save the male protagonist. During the process, she also encountered chaos in time and space. The thirty-year-old male protagonist also came to this time and space. This is not bad, but the most terrifying thing is
It encounters all kinds of nonsensical jokes and weird elements such as alien attacks.
Ying Sisi looked at it for a while, and it was really difficult to classify. In her eyes, this project could only be marked with three words: unqualified.
But it was this kind of plot that actually defeated her carefully conceived urban workplace script. It really made people feel that the world was so big and fantastic.
What kind of scripts does the market need and want??!
There is no answer to this question. Ying Sisi just thought randomly. Compared to this project, she was secretly thinking about another possibility, eating the fruit a little slower. Luoluo probably knew that Ying Sisi was not very good.
Being able to touch it, for the sake of the revolutionary friendship we had just played together, he sat on the carpet obediently, just the right distance away from her.
Glancing around from the corner of his eye, Qi Rihui's house was designed in a European style, simple and refreshing, commonly known as a frigid style. The furnishings were not superfluous at all, which quite matched him.
She thought about it and felt that it was indeed unlikely that her idea would come true. After all, someone had helped her once, so she put the toothpick in the fruit plate, stood up and said goodbye to Qi Rihui.
Qi Rihui was quite happy and nodded, not forgetting to remind Ying Sisi to carry her bag in order to avoid having to come back to get it.
Ying Sisi looked out the window, a little reluctant to leave this place with delicious food. She walked slowly. Her foot suddenly bumped into something, and a hard object was taken out from under the coffee table. She lowered her head subconsciously, and almost
Shout out.
She looked at Qi Rihui faintly.
Qi Rihui looked back at Ying Sisi awkwardly.
quite a while.
Qi Rihui explained: "Would you believe it if I said this was the tricky gift my friend gave me last time?"
Ying Sisi hesitated for a moment, with an expression on her face that said, "Do you think I will believe it?" She stood aside a little and said seriously: "You don't need to explain, everyone is different, and it's not a big deal if you have some strange habits.
Yes, but remember to clean it up after using it next time. Ahem, at your age, you should pay more attention to your body."
After saying that, she left Qi Rihui's house. She probably saw a joke before leaving, and she was in a good mood, so she blew the whistle.
After she left, Qi Rihui looked at the eyesore on the ground.