Chapter 287 "Fortunately, my aunt doesn't like this person anymore."
Chapter 287 "Fortunately, my aunt doesn't like this person anymore."
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The call was disconnected several minutes ago.
Wen Sui was still wondering whether Lin Yuezhou's mental illness was real or just a pretense?
"I thought about it, and suddenly I felt that the boss's speculation and concerns were not entirely unreasonable."
Tian Yuehe finished speaking, then looked up at the two people beside him, "Don't forget, Lin Yuezhou is an award-winning actor. If he wants to play a mentally ill patient, it's just a piece of cake."
Assistant Short frowned, "But why would Lin Yuezhou want to play a psychopath?"
Could it be that he dislikes being too famous?
Wen Sui snorted directly, "Is there even any need to ask? He is definitely a mental patient."
As soon as these words were spoken, Tian Yuehe and Assistant Xiao both looked over silently.
Wen Sui met their gaze and raised an eyebrow, "If he's not sick, how could he pretend to be crazy?"
The implication is that Lin Yuezhou must be mentally ill, which is why he wants to pretend to be mentally ill.
After listening, the two fell silent.
When you think about it this way, it doesn't seem to be entirely unreasonable.
Wen Sui's face was full of disgust, "Fortunately, my aunt doesn't like this person anymore."
Tian Yuehe: “…”
You may not have seen how much Song Yuge likes this person.
……
Song Yuge didn't know that after Wen Yuan knew that she was afraid, he asked Assistant Xiao to investigate whether Lin Yuezhou was really sick or just pretending.
She began to sort the ingredients they brought back into categories.
Among the guests present, none of their cooking skills were edible.
In just a few minutes, they can make a killer dish out of an ordinary ingredient.
Song Yuge was also worried about letting them do it, so she sorted it out herself every time.
Wen Yuan was standing by and helping out.
That day, Jiang Qiuyu appeared beside them.
Wen Qingyan got a can of Coke from somewhere, took a sip, and then looked at Jiang Qiuyu who was trying to squeeze into the world of Song Yuge and Wen Yuan.
"Xiao Jiang, have you forgotten something?"
With so many shots, there's no need to explain everything so clearly.
Jiang Qiuyu looked over with tears in his eyes, "Uncle, there are only a few hours left, please let me learn."
Wen Qingyan couldn't help coughing and almost choked.
The corners of his mouth twitched. Okay.
Song Yuge had just finished processing some ingredients. She looked up at Jiang Qiuyu and watched her actions, then started muttering something.
She raised an eyebrow. "What are you talking about?"
Wen Yuan glanced over indifferently.
Jiang Qiuyu heard the voice and quickly came back to his senses, then explained, "I'm taking notes."
"Just... remember the steps you took to prepare the food." He glanced at Wen Yuan uncomfortably, "Sui Sui also likes seafood, but I never cook it well."
Wen Yuan looked away expressionlessly.
Song Yuge reacted and realized that the Sui Sui he was talking about was Wen Sui, Wen Yuan's niece and his girlfriend.
She nodded in understanding, then suddenly thought of something and said, "But isn't this show broadcast live? You can watch the replay and see it later. Then you don't have to go through the hassle of taking notes while watching."
Jiang Qiuyu let out a confused cry, then realized something belatedly.
"Oh, it seems so."
Song Yuge's mouth twitched: "..."
So, is this the sour smell of love?
It makes men who are in love lose their minds.
[No, King Jiang, how on earth can you have such a bad face and still do such love-brained things?]
[I can't stop laughing. Does King Jiang really not know or is he just pretending not to know?]
[/Goodbye, I suspect he did this on purpose, because I also deliberately lied to my boyfriend in the same way.]
[It seems that King Jiang is not only a great singer and songwriter, but also a good actor.]
After Wen Qingyan finished a can of Coke, he squatted aside and watched them work without any psychological pressure.
"Brother, who should we call after Xiao Jiang leaves later?"
King Jiang, who hadn't left yet, said: "......?"
The person hasn't left yet.
Is the tea getting cold so quickly?
"Boom boom boom——"
Wen Yuan calmly chopped garlic, "I don't know."
Wen Qingyan took out the mobile phone from his pocket and looked through the list the director gave him.
In the film and television industry, Zhou Yili's status is already at the top of the pyramid, while Jiang Qiuyu is the king of singers.
Others don’t know, but Wen Qingyan knows that Wen Yuan’s purpose is to clear Song Yuge’s name.
This isn't white enough.
It's almost interesting.
Song Yuge thought for a moment, "Teacher Wen, does the guest we invite have to be famous?"
Wen Qingyan was stunned when he heard this, "Sister-in-law, do you have anyone you want to invite?"
Even Jiang Qiuyu looked over curiously.
Song Yuge put the cut meat aside and said, "I just thought about it. Maybe it's possible. But if she comes, it might affect our show..."
Not much help.
Wen Qingyan simply waved his hand and said, "It's okay, sister-in-law, just tell me who that person is and I will go pick him up myself."
Song Yuge nodded, "I'll wash my hands and give it to you."
After washing her hands, she took out her cell phone, flipped through something, and then sent a message to Wen Qingyan.
There was a camera and I couldn't help but want to sneak over and take a picture.
Wen Qingyan put his hands on his hips and narrowed his eyes fiercely.
"What are you filming?"
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