After being on variety shows, I will draw big cakes for the actor

For Zhong Jiuyin, meeting Yuan Yi was purely a coincidence, and it would be easier if he agreed to have dinner with him. He invited him two or three times, and it would be shameful not to go.

And that roasted whole lamb looks sizzling and oily, which is really tempting.

She was only thinking about roasting the whole lamb, and she didn't have any star consciousness. She walked away as if she was strolling in the street, without thinking about whether she would be photographed and spread rumors.

Yuan Yi took this into consideration, and chose a place with a high degree of privacy, where he did not leave his hat and mask, and refrained from maintaining a normal social distance with her.

But he has only become famous since he was transparent, and he has no clear understanding of the fanaticism of fans and the piercing eyes of paparazzi.

So as soon as I arrived at the place, I was watched by the customers inside.

There is still a difference between celebrities and amateurs. Recently, they have been exposed to the camera frequently. Their body shapes, hairstyles, and dressing styles are vaguely familiar to those who have browsed their photos and videos.

Coupled with the fact that the more tightly packed the stars are, the more conspicuous they are. There are two tables of younger guests staring at them for a long time.

Yuan Yi didn't notice it, and all his attention was on the back of his hand that he and Zhong Jiuyin almost touched.

Someone was walking by, and he moved to the side to make way for the road, and happened to bump into Zhong Jiuyin's hand.

Although he got out of the way in time, his heart was pounding, making his ears ringing.

Next, on the last stretch of the way to the private room, he walked absent-mindedly and cautiously, taking a quick look at the distance between their hands from time to time.

When he was a little closer, he was so nervous that he deliberately breathed lightly, and when he was a little farther away, he felt regretful.

Confused and walked to the private room, Zhong Jiuyin walked over him a few steps to the table and sat down, their hands were far apart.

"Roast whole lamb, here is a roast whole lamb." She pulled off her mask and rubbed her hands.

The waiter looked at them more, and suggested: "Is it just you two? A whole roast lamb is still a bit big, and you may not be able to finish it."

"It's okay, I'll take it away." She waved her hand casually.

Yuan Yi listened to her and nodded, so the waiter had no choice but to follow suit, and after half an hour, a roasted whole lamb was brought up.

With the addition of the seafood pot, the fresh aroma of the food rushes through the nose.

It's more delicious to eat roasted whole lamb directly. Zhong Jiuyin went to battle with both hands, grabbing the meat and eating it like a barbarian swordsman on the frontier of the desert.

Yuan Yi wants to be gentle, take two bites and glance at the opposite side, seeing that she has been staring at the roasted whole lamb, and reminded her: "Seafood is also delicious."

Zhong Jiuyin responded without raising her head.

Yuan Yi hesitated for a while, put on his gloves and peeled the prawns. After peeling a few, he tried his best to pass them to her as if nothing had happened, and asked softly:
"Do you want to eat shrimp? It tastes good."

Zhong Jiuyin was holding up a leg of lamb to eat, when he heard this, he looked over.

The hand that was raised in mid-air was trembling slightly, as if what it was holding was not two peeled shrimps, but a twenty-pound brick.

"What's wrong with your hand?" She took the shrimp with a bowl, and looked at him with some attention, "You're shaking like this, you're not in good health?"

Yuan Yi: "..."

He opened his mouth, and the heat of frustration climbed behind his ears.

But he really didn't know how to answer these words, so he could only use the vague word "nothing".

It just so happened that Zhong Jiuyin didn't intend to follow up with the question. Seeing his distressed expression and "I understand, I understand" eyes, he lowered his head and continued to eat meat.

Yuan Yi was neither up nor down, neither embarrassed nor awkward, watching her hesitate to speak, but finally didn't say anything.

It's just that he didn't take off the gloves all the time, and continued to peel all kinds of shrimps for her, watching her expression, and then quickly put them on her plate.

After eating almost, Zhong Jiuyin really had someone pack up the rest of the mutton.

After the waiter pushed the door and came in, the door was ajar and did not close. After a while, there was a sudden click at the door.

The two immediately looked over, and Zhong Jiuyin looked back to see the person at the door clearly, and asked, "Who? What's the matter?"

Yuan Yi stood up and hurriedly said in a low voice, "It might be the paparazzi, I'll go and tell them."

It's not a good thing to be photographed by paparazzi, he has a small heart, which makes him even more nervous.

But when I walked to the door, I found that the customers who took pictures to watch the excitement were the customers here. After watching the show, I recognized them, so I just wanted to take pictures of celebrities.

Yuan Yi wanted them to delete the photo, but the other party disagreed, and his voice was louder, attracting more passersby to come over.

As soon as the distance was close, other people also recognized him and exclaimed "It's really Yuan Yi".

Now there are more people taking pictures, and they can't be stopped, and it's useless for the waiter to help.

Zhong Jiuyin walked over with the packed mutton, stood between the arms of Yuan Yi and the waiter, and asked, "What's going on?"

Seeing her, those people were even more excited.

"Is it Zhong Jiuyin?"

"It's really Zhong Jiuyin! She and Yuan Yi came out to eat alone!"

"Who? Which star?"

"The hottest show recently is Yan Cheng's. Zhong Jiuyin is so funny!"

They also gave a live introduction to passers-by, and they were so noisy that they blocked the corridors of the restaurant.

Yuan Yi put on his hat, trying to pull Zhong Jiuyin back first.

But a person who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal turned on the video and asked loudly: "Why do you come out to eat together?"

"We..." Yuan Yi encountered this kind of situation for the first time, and he was still with Zhong Jiuyin. He was very anxious, his brows were tightly frowned, and he wanted to lose his temper.

"I met you on the road." Zhong Jiuyin's clear voice cut through the noise, chattering, but not angry.

"It just happened to happen, and it's time for dinner again. Is it strange to have a meal?"

She was frank, and the person who asked the question felt a little embarrassed, and her voice was a little lower.

"Just the two of you?"

Zhong Jiuyin had a weird expression: "Then you have to gather five people to meet by chance?"

The people behind who didn't recognize them laughed, and an aunt squeezed in and handed her a torn piece of paper, and murmured a few words in dialect.

She didn't quite understand, and asked Yuan Yi, "What do you mean?"

Yuan Yi looked at her, and felt a little more relaxed: "She asked you to sign on it, and she will take it back to her daughter."

She raised her eyebrows. Isn't this the best way to spread her reputation and be sought after by others?
After receiving the pen from the waiter, Zhong Jiuyin signed it in twos and twos, then handed it to Yuan Yi, and said to the aunt with a smile on her face, "Thank you for your good vision."

Obviously the situation was not right, but Yuan Yi couldn't help laughing with everyone when he heard her words.

Then sign with a pen and write his name next to the three characters of Zhong Jiuyin, which is flying and dancing.

In the camera of the mobile phone, Zhong Jiuyin picked people to answer the questions as if they were calling names, Yuan Yi just smiled along, looking very harmonious.

And as some of the photos and videos taken were sent out, and then transferred to the rising popularity of #钟九音问无质代拍#, there was another wave of discussion on the Internet as expected.

It was afternoon when Yan Cheng got the news.

After cooperating with the crew and returning home, he sat in the study but couldn't concentrate on reading the script. He let go of his thoughts and looked at the scenery outside the window. After a while, he still picked up the phone.

The news pushed on Weibo was related to my last browsing history. When I opened it, I saw three entries about Zhong Jiuyin.

#音子's Explosion Support#

#钟九音问题无责组织拍拍#

And, #钟九音原逸单餐#.