The Peach Blossom Village of the Cat Boss

Chapter 35: Stage Name Tao Yuanming

Xia Bing just glanced at the top few fan comments and stopped paying attention.

Posting this Weibo today is entirely out of her sudden desire to share.

It's not for praise, it's not for popularity, and it's not for people to discuss her.

So, she wasn't interested in such comments.

It was the one about poetry that caught her attention.

"Director Wang, someone asked the author of this poem, how should I answer? Can I tell them that you wrote this poem?"

Ever since Wang Tianyang recited the song "Return to the Garden" affectionately, Xia Bing looked at Wang Tianyang as if he were looking at a dusty gem!

Isn't there a buzzword called "treasure boy" now?

Xia Bing felt that Wang Tianyang was a treasure boy.

It was strange to say that she and Wang Tianyang had only met for the first time today, but she had an inexplicable feeling of intimacy with Wang Tianyang, and felt that they were very close to each other.

Xia Bing even couldn't wait to let everyone know how talented this little-known little director hidden in the valley is!
However, Director Wang seemed a little unwilling to let people know what he said before. He is the original author of this poem.

What is the specific reason? Xia Bing couldn't figure it out.

She could only ask Wang Tianyang for his opinion first.

"Um, let's sign Tao Yuanming."

Wang Tianyang didn't know what Xia Bing was thinking, he just felt that he should not regard other people's works as his own.

What's more, in his memory, this work is still the best song of all time.

A cultural treasure that can be handed down forever.

How could he dare to arbitrarily occupy such a great work?

"Okay, Tao Yuanming. Is that your stage name?"

Although a little disappointed, Xia Bing still complied and left a reply in the comment area.

The reply is very simple, just five words.

"Author: Tao Yuanming."

Wang Tianyang is not easy to explain, so he can only be vague:

"Just take it for granted."

Although this is still misleading, when people talk about returning to the countryside in the future, they will say that the author is Tao Yuanming, not Wang Tianyang.

The three of them were chatting when the old lady came out with a mosquito coil.

She lit the mosquito coil with a lighter and placed it at the feet of everyone.

A white smoke rose from the head of the red mosquito coil, perhaps because they sat in the courtyard and didn't smell anything.

"Mom, let's have dinner in the yard today! Cool down!"

The moon is not as round tonight, but the light is still bright.

The courtyard is very bright, and even the mosquitoes flying everywhere can be seen clearly.

Moreover, there are bursts of cool wind, blowing on the body is very comfortable.

"Okay, when your dad comes back, you can move the table out together."

The old lady lit the mosquito coils and went to the kitchen again. She didn't know if she was busy with hot dishes, or she didn't know what to say to them, so she hid in the kitchen for a while.

"Director Wang, let's go carry the table, set the dishes first, and start eating when uncle comes back."

After hearing what the old lady said, the little assistant quickly put down the cattail fan and called Wang Tianyang to move the table.

Wang Tianyang was a little dumbfounded, why is this guy so familiar?If you don't know, you might think this is his home!
The dining table in their house is not heavy, and it is more than enough for two people to carry it.

Soon, the two of them moved the tables, chairs and benches to the courtyard, and went to the kitchen to take out the meals and arrange them.

Because Wang Tianyang told his old lady a long time ago that there will be guests at home, and the dishes on this table in the evening are more abundant than in the morning!

It’s okay to have cured pig’s feet, sausages, fermented bean curd, dried cured fish, and fermented bean curd. There is also a soup with tomato lean meat and egg, a dish of eggplant minced meat, and a fresh braised grass carp.

In their village, someone has specially contracted fish ponds. If anyone wants to eat fish, they can just go and buy one, which is very convenient.

As soon as a table full of dishes was placed on the dining table, the aroma of the food immediately rushed to the face.

Although they are all home-cooked dishes, they look good in color and aroma, especially the stewed bean paste with cured pork feet. The golden soup is mouth-watering.

The three people sitting in front of the table were already hungry after a day of farm work today.

At this time, smelling the fragrance, except for Xia Bing who still behaved well, Wang Tianyang and the little assistant couldn't control their eyes, and they glanced at the dining table while talking.

The saliva also came in waves one after another, and I couldn't stop it.

"Your father is really good. He sent an ox cart and he hasn't come back yet. The food is getting cold, so he wants to have dinner at your second uncle's house?"

How could the old lady fail to notice their anomalies, she couldn't sit still and wanted to run outside the house.

It seemed that he wanted to catch Dad back.

"There are guests at home, how can you be so ignorant for such an adult?"

Before her words fell, the father walked in slowly outside the house with his hands behind his back, and bumped into the old mother.

The old lady quietly twisted on the old man, her voice was very low:

"Where did you die? It took so long!"

The corner of the father's mouth twitched:
"Huzi is back, talk to him for a while."

Gasping for breath, he turned his head and saw all three people on the table looking at him.

Dad quickly changed into a decent smile:
"Are you eating all of them?"

Wang Tianyang pulled away the two stools beside him, motioning for his father and mother to sit down:

"I didn't eat, I'm waiting for you."

With an ouch, the old man quickened his pace and came to the dining table to sit down:
"What are you waiting for me? Eat first!"

Everyone exchanged a few more embarrassing greetings, and Wang Tianyang changed the topic.

"Sister Bingbing, Junjun, do you mind if I record our meal?"

After the two came, they hadn't discussed the filming with him yet.

Wang Tianyang took it as the two acquiescing to his plan, and did not discuss it with them publicly.

Everyone tacitly!
After all, this kind of shooting is a bit like a reality show. It would be embarrassing to tell the truth, and it would make the shooting unnatural.

"Of course! This is the classic stage!"

The little assistant was very excited.

In the previous video, Xi Sisi appeared at the dinner table for a short while, and changed from an unknown amateur to a small Internet celebrity.

In just a few days, even Baidu Encyclopedia has it!
"no problem."

Xia Bing had nothing to say, and was still so quiet.

While Wang Tianyang was fiddling with the equipment, the little assistant inquired about Wang Tianyang's usual filming.

Wang Tianyang could feel that he was trying to liven up the atmosphere.

His speech is not as smooth and natural as Xi Sisi's, and some small thoughts can be easily seen.

However, Wang Tianyang didn't find it annoying.

The people at this table, the father is like a piece of wood, and the old lady is a little cautious because of what Wang Tianyang said before.

Xia Bing has a quiet personality, and he is not the kind of person who is good at provoking topics, so he just needs an assistant to enliven the atmosphere.

After all, they had all been in the same circle before, and after chatting, they got to the secrets of the entertainment industry.

When some familiar characters popped out of their mouths, the atmosphere gradually became active.

Even his old lady was not so restrained anymore, listening to the chat of the three of them in surprise, and occasionally participating in it and saying a word or two.

(End of this chapter)