Zhuo Jun left, leaving three people in the dormitory. Liu Yu was still sitting on the bench, his face flushed, and there were green and red marks on his neck from the fight just now.
Chen Yiwen said, "Just now you two looked like two fierce dogs."
Hu Lijing couldn't hold back his laughter and burst out laughing. Seeing Liu Yu glare at him, he quickly stopped it without stopping, followed by a series of giggles. Liu Yu was stunned at first, and then the original anger on his face couldn't help but turn into
It was very hard to hold it in, and then I turned my head sideways and twitched.
Chen Yiwen also laughed, thinking about the funny fight between the two just now. Although it was a conflict, it was really funny.
Then the three of them laughed for a while. Hu Lijing saw a small cloth bag in the corner on the ground in a blink of an eye. He walked over and asked, "What is this? I didn't see it before. What did Zhuo Jun leave behind?"
Hu Lijing picked it up and opened the small bag wrapped in cloth, revealing a small stack of money. After counting, it was just two thousand yuan.
"Isn't this the money you gave Zhuo Jun to keep?"
Previously, everyone in Chen Yiwen was paid, and the main core staff were all paid two thousand each, so this amount is right.
"This is 100% left by Zhuo Jun. He knows that if he returns it directly to you, he won't take it. Instead, he might get scolded."
Liu Yu curled his lips and said, "What does he mean? Do you think you can pay it back? Do you let it go? Then you don't feel guilty? This is like being a deserter! Do you want to report this?"
Liu Yu scolded him again, but Chen Yiwen finally put the bag away.
Hu Lijing said, "What about our film?"
"Wait a little longer, let me think about it..."
…
Chen Yiwen went to Feng Xiulian's place. When they arrived at the family area, Feng Xiulian had just come back. She had just changed into a coat and greeted Chen Yiwen, "Wenwen, come here, come and cook. Qin Qing has already cooked the rice."
Only then did Chen Yiwen see Qin Qing uncovering the rice cooker in the kitchen, looked at him and said, "Grandma, you didn't say he was coming."
Feng Xiulian smiled and said, "Didn't I ask you to come back and cook more rice today..."
"I, I thought you wanted to eat more..." Qin Qing said.
"Silly girl, how can I finish the meal? You usually only eat a small bite of rice without me. This time I asked you to cook four cups of rice and fry two pieces of meat. Can't we finish the meal if Chen Yiwen doesn't come? He must be called
He is coming..."
Qin Qing couldn't laugh or cry here, thinking how did I know that Chen Yiwen would be the one to cook four cups of rice? Grandma, do you know how to do it? And if you asked him to come, wouldn't it mean that I would cook for him?
Why should I cook for him? Ahhh!
The food was already cooked. Chen Yiwen looked at the table of food on the table, including two meats, a vegetable and a soup. Unexpectedly, Qin Qing made these. When did this girl know how to cook?
But it's not surprising. In the past, Qin Qing could cook something by himself, and his hands-on skills were quite strong. In addition, there was a special chef named Feng Xiulian to guide him, so it was probably impossible for him not to be able to cook a few dishes.
Seeing Qin Qing's complicated expression in the kitchen, Chen Yiwen deliberately took a deep sniff at the table and said, "It smells pretty good, but I don't know how it tastes."
"Oh, come on, let's try Qin Qing's craftsmanship." Feng Xiulian smiled. Seeing Chen Yiwen about to reach out, she slapped the back of his hand again and pouted, "Wash your hands!"
Chen Yiwen suddenly felt like he was back when he was a child. Under Feng Xiulian's loving yet strict eyes, he hurriedly washed his hands in frustration.
When he came back and sat at the table, Chen Yi heard this and asked, "Grandma, where have you been today? Let Qin Qing cook."
Feng Xiulian said, "I went to Qingdao University to give a lecture. I calculated the time and figured I wouldn't be able to come back to cook, so I asked Qin Qing to do it."
Chen Yi heard this and asked, "Grandma is still going to give a speech?"
Feng Xiulian smiled and said, "Sometimes you can't help but give face by shouting out to an old friend, and chatting and giving lectures to today's young people are also pleasant things for the body and mind, so as not to fall behind the times. When meeting people, you can still say,
I can still contribute to young people now!"
Chen Yiwen nodded. Qin Qing had already added two bowls of rice and walked back to the table. One bowl belonged to Feng Xiulian, and the other bowl was placed in front of herself. The only one left in front of Chen Yiwen was empty.
Feng Xiulian said, "Hey, you kid, where's Chen Yiwen's bowl?"
"I don't have that many hands, so I can't add more, and he doesn't have any hands himself. When he comes, he has ready-made meals. He can't even add rice or chopsticks by himself?" Qin Qing asked.
Chen Yiwen said, "I'm just chatting with my grandma, I didn't have time."
Feng Xiulian just laughed and stopped participating in the young people's fights.
Seeing that Qin Qing couldn't serve himself a meal, and the food she cooked in front of him was really exciting, Chen Yiwen got up from his seat, went to the kitchen to serve a bowl of rice, came back and sat down to eat.
Shredded pork with green pepper, my eyes lit up, delicious!
He picked up another piece of twice-cooked pork and chewed it until his mouth was full of oil. He was very satisfied. He nodded to Qin Qing, "Oh, not bad!"
Qin Qing glared at him, and Feng Xiulian smiled and asked, "Well, what's the score?" It was often like this when I was a child. Feng Xiulian cooked the dishes, and Chen Yiwen pretended to be a gourmet when he was eating.
"I still remember the taste of this twice-cooked pork when my grandma was a child. It must have been very perfect at that time, because I have never eaten it again." Chen Yiwen laughed.
"What about Qin Qing's dish?" Feng Xiulian asked with a smile.
Qin Qing pretended to be silent while eating, not bothering to pay attention to Chen Yiwen, and said, "It's childish, but you still give me marks." She was already prepared to be scolded by Chen Yiwen.
When Chen heard this, he said, "9 points. After all, he is the apprentice you brought out, grandma."
Feng Xiulian put a piece of meat into his bowl and smiled, "Then you should eat more."
Qin Qing said nothing and continued to cook, but his ears turned red.
…
After dinner, Chen Yiwen took the initiative to wash the dishes. After washing the dishes, Feng Xiulian sat on a chair in the living room and watched cartoons. At first, Chen Yiwen was a little dull about this situation, but a dignified business school professor and a nationally subsidized expert actually watched
Can you believe the cartoon?
But Mr. Feng was unstoppable and kept chasing after him every week.
The old man was watching TV in the house, and in the small courtyard where the wind was blowing the leaves outside, the girl was holding a bucket, half-kneeling on the ground, exposing her two shiny white calves, wiping her beloved bicycle, surrounded by all this.
Chen Yiwen in the movie is very comfortable.
Qin Qing was wiping the car over there when a voice came, "How was your movie? I heard there was a problem?"
Chen Yiwen was sitting on a bench outside, half-lying down, watching the golden edges of the clouds on the mountainside gradually disappear, and said with a smile, "Have you heard about it too? You are quite concerned. Yes, one of the core creators has left."
"I don't care, I just heard someone say it, and I just want to ask you if I have nothing to do." Qin Qing turned around, wiped the car for a while, and said, "Then...will it be cut in half?"
Chen Yiwen looked at Qin Qing, and she turned away as if avoiding his eyes.
"I'm not sure yet whether I want to be cut in half or whether I can still compete. Now I'm not sure about paying attention... I think the key is you." Chen Yiwen.
"??" Qin Qing was stunned and stared at Chen Yiwen, "Don't be kidding me. What matters is me and what does it have to do with me?"
"Are you paying attention, are you looking forward to our film?" Chen Yiwen looked at her, "If you are looking forward to it, I won't cut it in half. If you don't pay attention, then it doesn't matter if we don't make it. Anyway, we are childhood sweethearts, you
If you don’t pay attention to it, then there’s no point in taking photos.”
Chen Yiwen lay back on the chair.
"Have you made a mistake...can you ask me about this kind of thing? If you want to get the result by asking other people's opinions so easily, I think you don't care. Since you don't care about your work, then just don't shoot it.
Ah!" Qin Qing said with a frown, then stood up, finished cleaning the car, and returned to the room with the bucket.
She just couldn't get angry at Chen Yiwen, which reminded her of Chen Yiwen's character when she was a child. It seemed that nothing mattered. When something was difficult, he would find various reasons to convince himself to give up. So
He has never been good at anything. Now that he is in college, she seems to have seen a change in him. However, today he seems to be the same as before. What is the key to her? Asking her is obviously an excuse for giving up.
That’s all!
If you want to give up, just give up! Then give up, tell me something, ask me if I care, if I don't care, then give up. What are you trying to do to provoke me? I hate people provoking me the most. If you give up so easily, then you just need to
It's just a reason. If you want to get an answer from me, then I don't care!
Qin Qing walked back to her room and closed the door, a little angry. She was just angry at Chen Yiwen's attitude towards things.
It doesn't matter to him alone, but now he has a team and so many people have rallied for him. He may indeed have been hit by his friends, and it is true that some people have turned away from him, but is he going to give up on others like this?
He is now the leader of a team, and if he withdraws so casually, what is his responsibility?
After staying in the room for a while, Qin Qing felt even more angry. No, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that Chen Yiwen's character was irritating. She wanted to scold him a few words.
Qin Qing opened the door and walked through the living room and out the door. His eyebrows were raised and he looked like he was quarreling, "Chen Yiwen!"
As a result, I saw that the yard was empty. The sun had set, the deck chairs were shaking slightly, and there was no one there anymore.
When Qin Qing came back, Feng Xiulian said, "Hi, Chen Yiwen just said hello to me. He has gone back to the dormitory. Do you want to find him? Give him a call."
Qin Qing was so full of grievances that she couldn't vent her frustrations, so she walked back to the room. She didn't expect that Chen Yiwen would just leave like that.
Hey, you really came here to get some food, and then left after eating. Are you a pig!?
Why did he leave? Did he get the answer from himself? So he left.
But the answer I gave was not really advice to him. Couldn’t Chen Yiwen tell that!
He wouldn't really be cut off in half. That's right, this is Chen Yiwen, isn't this his character! I just became his excuse!
But what if he really just listened to what he said? He must be very depressed now. He said he didn't care. Maybe he was so depressed that he really quit.
Qin Qing pursed her lips tightly and held her phone. She wanted to make a call several times or edit something to write on the text message, but in the end she deleted it.
But in the end she couldn't help it, and typed a string of words. After struggling for a long time, she put the phone against her chest, took a deep breath, and pressed the send button.
"do not give up!!!"
The three exclamation marks at the end can be regarded as showing one's anger, annoyance and unwillingness!
Qin Qing's breathing became rapid. He originally made up his mind to send the message and stopped looking at his phone. Then he hurriedly unlocked and opened the phone, pressed the message out of the options, and clicked to withdraw.
It wasn't until I saw "Qin Qing withdrew a message" on the screen that I breathed a sigh of relief, my face already burning.
But after a while.
The phone vibrated, and Chen Yiwen's message box popped up.