Entertainment 1998

Chapter 137 Chapter 136, A Feng

"Lift up the nation's destiny and revive again

Traveling around the world in search of dragon scales, the blood of dragons has grown into a forest."

At 10 o'clock in the evening, Jiang Feng, Su Youpeng and Gu Juji ended their performance amid the chorus of the Spring Festival Gala audience. After bowing to the audience, they quickly left the stage.

Although Su and Gu are not very famous at the moment, they come from Hong Kong and Taiwan, so they have their own dressing rooms.

Jiang Feng could only go to the public dressing room and find the makeup artist named Fu to remove his makeup.

However, on the way to the public dressing room, the first thing Jiang Feng had to do was to turn on his mobile phone. He wanted to tell his class teacher, Cui Xinqin, the good news that your students did not embarrass you. See, the performance was quite good.

But the phone has just been turned on.

Cui Xinqin called.

"Jiang Feng, you acted well and sang well. The teacher is proud of you!"

"Thank you, thank you Teacher Cui, Happy New Year Teacher Cui!" I was a little touched. The call was so timely. It must be Teacher Cui Xinqin calling me at the exact time.

The teacher and the student chatted for a while about the performance details of the skit "Flashback", and then Cui Xinqin hung up the phone. At this time, Jiang Feng's phone rang again.

"Jiang Feng, I, Kun, this is my home phone number. You performed well, I am proud of you, but don't forget to treat us when you return to school. Um, and Happy New Year!"

"Jiang Feng, I, Xiao Ming, have returned to the island city. I watched both of your shows carefully. They were great. You must treat me when I return to school! Oh, and Happy New Year!"

"Jiang Feng, I, Guo Xiaodong, have returned to Linyi. This is our village's phone number. I just wanted to say Happy New Year to you! Whether it's your acting or singing, it's simply amazing!"

……

From the time he removed his makeup in the public dressing room of Studio No. 1 of the National Television Station, to the time Jiang Feng took a taxi to the gate of the Beijing Film Academy community, he had not received any text messages or phone calls on his mobile phone.

The teachers and classmates in the class; the actors, directors and familiar crew members who had worked with me during the filming of the TV series "Never Close Your Eyes" and "Love to the End"; the group of good friends I met while recording the music album, including Zhang Chu, Gao Qi, Zhao Muyang, Zang Hongfei, Zhang Yadong, etc., all sent me text messages or called me.

One is to congratulate, and the other is to remind you, Jiang Feng, don't forget to treat us. Two Hong Kong and Taiwan singers, Su Youpeng and Gu Juji, who were originally very popular, became your two little brothers on the left and right while you were singing.

However, the call Jiang Feng liked most was from his hometown Cao County. The caller, nicknamed Xiao Laoliu, was born two minutes earlier than this body of his.

On the phone, Jiang Ye, the sixth son of the village, described in detail the exciting scene of the villagers who were watching TV in the town. When the song "Dragon Scales of Heaven and Earth" reached its climax, the villagers who usually seldom went out even stood up in the meeting room and applauded enthusiastically.

Ok…

Tomorrow night..., take the K23 train at 51:105 tomorrow night, arrive in Caozhou at 5:52 the day after tomorrow, then take a bus to Cao County, and then take a taxi back to Sun’s hometown in Cao County.

I estimate that I will be able to see my fellow villagers from my hometown around 12 noon the day after tomorrow.

It’s a bit exciting when I think about it.

You have to know that I never enjoyed the warmth of family in my previous life.

……

Walking into the Beijing Film Academy residential complex, he came to Building 3, opened the door of the unit, and went upstairs on tiptoe.

The reason why I lowered my footsteps was because I didn't want to disturb my neighbors' rest. After all, it was already 11 o'clock in the evening.

But just as Jiang Feng inserted the key into the keyhole, the door of 202 opposite opened, and a tall and beautiful woman came out of the room and stood behind Jiang Feng.

"Uh…"

Turning around and seeing her, to be honest, Jiang Feng was a little surprised. It was New Year's Day, why was she spending the holiday here?

"Sister Fei, Happy New Year!"

Although surprised, Jiang Feng still greeted her with a smile.

"happy New Year!"

Wang Fei's voice is as clear and ethereal as ever.

"What are you still standing there for? Open the door, I haven't eaten yet. Um... my aunt has gone home for the New Year, and I can't cook."

After saying this, Wang Fei rubbed his stomach, feeling a little embarrassed. "Oh, okay!"

After agreeing, Jiang Feng opened the door and let Wang Fei into his home.

In my previous life, I saw an interview video in which Yang Lan, a former famous host of the national television station, interviewed Wang Fei and the silly Yapeng. In the video, the silly Yapeng complained that the two of them moved to a new home, and Wang Fei bought all the most high-end things, from the refrigerator to the range hood to the ignition stove, pots and pans, but she never used them once.

Why...Because she can't cook at all.

Now it seems that what the silly Yapeng complained about was true.

In order to maintain a good performance state, Jiang Feng didn't dare to eat too much of the box lunch in the No. 1 studio of the National Television Station tonight. He was afraid that if he didn't eat well, it would cause gastrointestinal discomfort and fart, which would easily lead to performance accidents.

And now, with Wang Fei's reminder, Jiang Feng really felt a little hungry.

"Sister Fei..."

"Ok?"

"What do you want to eat?"

After changing his shoes, Jiang Feng went to the kitchen and looked at the food in the refrigerator. He said, "If you are very hungry, we have two choices. One is to fry the steak. I marinated the steak myself and planned to eat it at noon tomorrow.

The second thing is to cook dumplings. The dumplings were made by my assistant Li Xianxian, and she told me to eat them tomorrow morning because northerners must eat dumplings on the morning of New Year's Day.

If you are not very hungry, I can also help you cook a few dishes..."

"What? You marinated the steak yourself."

Before Jiang Feng finished speaking, Wang Fei felt very curious.

"Jiang Feng, when did you learn to cook?"

Jiang Feng was in the kitchen, so Wang Fei leaned against the kitchen door frame and watched him busy himself.

"Just two days ago, in a dream."

Seeing that Wang Fei did not make a choice, Jiang Feng took out the marinated steak he had prepared. After all, frying steak is faster than cooking dumplings.

"Pfft..."

Wang Fei was happy.

"Is it true or false? I have never heard of anyone who can learn to cook in a dream. Jiang Feng, are you kidding me?"

"Why are you teasing me?"

Turn on the range hood, turn on the gas stove, put the frying pan on the stove, wait for the pan to heat up slightly, then Jiang Feng starts to add oil, and then fry the steak while speaking very seriously.

"Sister Fei, what I said is true.

In the dream, my name is Fan Peng. I am a Chinese living in Thailand. I started out as an apprentice in a restaurant. Even though I worked very hard every day, I was still beaten and scolded by the restaurant owner.

Later, one time, the restaurant owner got so excited when he beat me that he died. Then, I married the young lady of the restaurant and learned how to cook in that restaurant.

Because I have great talent, no matter what dish I cook, it will become very delicious, and then the locals will cry and wail to go to the restaurant to eat my food.

However, in the dream, my ending was also quite miserable. One day when I was making snake soup, I chopped off the snake's head and placed it on the table. 20 minutes had passed, and the snake's head jumped up again and bit me to death..."

“Haha…, is this true?”

He was just happy just now, but now, Wang Fei burst into laughter.

"It's fake. When I walked in just now, I saw that you looked a little lonely, even like you wanted to cry, so I told you a story to comfort you. You know I'm pretty good at making up stories." Jiang Feng smiled and put the fried steak on a plate, one for Wang Fei and one for himself.

However, just when he was about to bring the two steaks to the restaurant and open a bottle of red wine, the tall Wang Fei came over, walked in front of Jiang Feng, looked at him with a smile, and then kissed him with her red cherry lips.

"A Feng, you want me!"

(End of this chapter)