Entertainment 1998

Chapter 240 239, true or false?
"Brother Zong, how about you also play a role in my movie?"

Jiang Feng's invitation came out of the blue. Zhang Guorong was slightly startled, then he smiled and shook his head.

"A Feng, I just finished filming a movie, I'm a little tired, and I want to take a rest.

This time I came to Beijing, I was actually here for vacation, to play mahjong with Ah Fei and to walk around the Beijing Film Studio. When I was filming Farewell My Concubine, I also worked hard here for 4 months.

"Oh…"

Walking into the Beijing Film Academy residential complex and arriving at the downstairs of Building 3, Jiang Feng felt a little unwilling as he was about to enter the door of the unit.

"Brother Zong, if the role I give you requires you to lie prone, um, face down on the ground, are you happy?"

Lying face down...

Upon hearing this, not only Zhang Guorong was stunned, but even Wang Fei and Liang Jiahui who were walking side by side opened their mouths in surprise.

Holy shit, what kind of character is this?
It doesn't make sense at all, because if you don't look at the face, how can you act? Besides, if this role doesn't require looking at the face, then it doesn't matter who plays it, it's nothing more than finding someone to lie on the ground.

"Oh, Jiang Feng, can you tell me quickly, what kind of character is this?" Wang Fei is quite cool in front of others, but she is still quite curious.

Faced with his girlfriend's questioning, Jiang Feng went upstairs with a smile.

"You guys take a rest first. I'll go cook. Oh, by the way, Brother Zong, Brother Hui, I have two bathrooms at home. Both bathrooms are equipped with shower facilities. You can take a shower and relax first.

Oh, by the way, in order to welcome you, I have bought you the latest bath towels, towels, soap, toothbrushes, and toothpaste."

...

After entering Room 3, Unit 1, Building 201, Leslie Cheung and Tony Leung went to take a shower. They are from the south, and taking a shower is something they must do every day. Even after coming to the north, they could not change this habit.

Jiang Feng is cooking.

Since he had planned to invite Liang Jiahui and Zhang Guorong to dinner at home, Jiang Feng had already prepared the ingredients, including beef brisket, tomatoes, fish, pickled cabbage, bean sprouts, eggs, and native chickens...

According to Wang Fei, who is a good friend of both of them, Zhang Guorong's favorite dishes are beef brisket stewed with tomatoes and scrambled eggs with soybean sprouts, while Liang Jiahui's favorite dish is pickled fish. In order to please them, Jiang Feng naturally has to prepare these three dishes.

Of course, while entertaining new friends, Jiang Feng did not forget his old friends. He also prepared dishes like the baked chicken with soybean paste that Yu Feihong liked, and the chopped pepper fish head and pepper shrimp that Wang Fei liked the most.

As for the shrimp, Jiang Feng used the eight-headed shrimp from Daocheng. The shrimp was first cleaned with clean water, then the back was cut open and marinated with rice wine and pepper powder...

Jiang Feng was busy, and Wang Fei, who had just taken a shower at home, walked into 202 from 201 opposite in loose pajamas.

When she arrived at 201, the beauty didn't go anywhere. She leaned against the door frame of the kitchen, smoking a cigarette and looking lazily at Jiang Feng who was busy in the kitchen.

Wang Fei's favorite perfume is Diptyque, and her favorite cigarettes are American Lucky Strike. Therefore, she just stood towards the house without even looking back, and Jiang Feng knew she was coming.

"Sister Fei..."

"Ok?"

"On the wine cabinet in the north study, there are four bottles of red wine without any labels. They were given to me by my agent, Wang Jinghua. It is said that it was brewed by a friend and tastes very good. How about you help me wake up first?"

"Does it really taste good?"

When Wang Fei heard that the wine was homemade, he became a little hesitant.

"I feel it's several levels higher than the Romanée-Conti you like to drink."

"Is it true or false?" Wang Fei obviously didn't believe it.

"You can open two bottles first and try drinking some, then you will know."

Try drinking some...it's still okay.

But just as Wang Fei was about to take action, Jiang Ye, who followed behind, took the initiative to go to the study.

"Sister Fei, I'm going to sober up, you guys chat."

Unlike other artists' assistants, those artist assistants are more like servants, serving tea, water, holding umbrellas and carrying bags. If the artist is unhappy, he can even slap the assistant twice to vent his anger.

There is a famous actress in the circle who likes to torture her assistant. Not only does she often make her assistant kneel down to help her put on her shoes, but she also has to sleep in the bathtub when she goes to bed in the hotel at night. Jiang Ye and Wang Fei are more like sisters.

When Wang Fei goes out for SPA, she will take her with her; when she goes out for coffee, she will take her with her; when she goes out to party with friends, she will take her with her; sometimes, when Wang Fei is not lucky in playing mahjong, she will let Jiang Ye go up and play a few rounds.

Therefore, at this family gathering, Jiang Ye could sit at the table together, and no one would think it was inappropriate.

"Hey…"

Jiang Ye went to the study, and Wang Fei quietly walked into the kitchen and closed the kitchen door.

"Hey, Jiang Feng, let me tell you a little secret."

"Go ahead."

Jiang Feng, who was busy making pickled fish, said without even turning his head.

"Well, I think your twin sister Jiang Ye has fallen in love with one of my friends."

"Who is it?" Jiang Feng asked curiously.

"Zhang Guorong!"

"Oh!"

As soon as Wang Fei said the name, the spoon in Jiang Feng's hand fell to the floor with a bang.

Seeing Jiang Feng lose his composure, Wang Fei looked back nervously, then walked over and nudged him with his elbow.

"A Feng, this is just my feeling. It may not be right. We need to observe it further, so you don't have to be nervous now."

"Oh…"

The loss of composure only lasted for a moment, and Jiang Feng quickly returned to normal. He picked up the spoon from the ground, washed it under the faucet, and started cooking.

Just as he stood next to the stove, the kitchen door was pushed open from the outside.

"A Fei, A Feng, what are you two doing? Why do you close the door when cooking? Are you having sex..."

Zhang Guorong is really a very cheerful person. As soon as he walked into the kitchen, he started joking with Wang Fei and Jiang Feng.

Wang Fei was a little shy. She punched Zhang Guorong and left the kitchen.

"I'm ignoring you. You dare to make any jokes."

...

Yu Feihong basically came here by smelling the scent.

When Jiang Feng, Wang Fei, Liang Jiahui and Zhang Guorong brought the delicious meals of stewed beef brisket with tomatoes, scrambled eggs with soybean sprouts, pickled fish, nine-turn large intestine, baked chicken with bean paste, chopped pepper fish head, pepper shrimp, etc. to the table, this intellectual beauty came down from 301 upstairs.

"Hello, Brother Zong, Hello, Brother Hui!

Nice to meet you both.”

"Oh, hello, Yu Feihong!"

Although Yu Feihong was not very familiar with them, they had met before. This time when they were having dinner at Jiang Feng's house, they did not seem too unfamiliar with each other.

When you meet, just hug each other, hold hands and start chatting enthusiastically.

"Ms. Yu Feihong..."

"Brother Hui, go ahead."

"Tell me the truth, have you read the script of the movie Saw?"

"To be honest, no!
Well, Brother Hui, let me put it this way, not only have I not read the script of "Saw", but I can also assure you that there are definitely no more than 5 people in this world who have read the script of this movie from beginning to end." Sitting at the dining table, Yu Feihong glanced at Jiang Feng and said so confidently.

(End of this chapter)