Hong Kong Entertainment: The top class starts with great writers

Song Huanxi used to go directly to Chiji and go home once in a while if he had something to do. Now, because he provides a special bowl of cake to Chiji, he has to go home first and then go to Chiji every day.

The second child had already prepared the meal and was very surprised to see her: "Sister, you came back much earlier today."

Song Huanxi was silent. Of course the boss's car was faster than the shuttle bus. Usually, you still have to walk a short distance after getting off the shuttle bus!

The food at home has improved a lot. In the first few days, the second child cooked braised pork, sweet and sour pork ribs, and dry-fried pork tenderloin. Finally, he got tired of pure meat dishes. Now dinner usually consists of two small stir-fries, served with rice porridge and noodles.

Song Huanxi looked at the roasted pork with bamboo shoots and scrambled eggs with garlic sprouts. She moved her index fingers and drank two bowls of porridge in one go. Then she stood up with satisfaction and picked up the snack box, "I'm going to the wonton shop!"

Song Huanyun agreed, and went to the window as a habit, watching her sister's figure appear from the stairs. A moment later, a tall figure followed furtively.

Song Huanyun looked confused. This man was so strange. He came back with his sister every night, talking and laughing. When her sister went to work, he secretly followed behind her.

Well, let’s talk to my sister when she comes back tonight!

At this time, Ah Ba, who was following Song Huanxi, became more and more cautious. Fortunately, Miss Song rarely looked back, and he escorted Miss Song to Chiji without any danger.

Seeing Song Huanxi enter Chiji, Ah Ba turned around and walked towards the place: Miss Song's working hours are fixed, he just needs to come back before getting off work.

Thanks to his cleverness, he was secretly escorted half the way, otherwise his English class would have doubled!

A Scar felt happy in his heart as he walked into the venue. When he saw the sad faces of his companions, he immediately raised a big smile: "Good evening! Students!"

"Let's begin our English class!"

……

It was just seven o'clock at this time, and the wonton shop was busy. As soon as Song Huanxi walked in, Boss Chi called her over: "Ah Huan, up here!"

Ah Huan glanced at the list first and knew what he knew. Then he picked up the tray and began to put noodles on the tray, one bowl, two bowls, three bowls——

There was a sudden pain in her wrist, and her left hand was instantly weak. She quickly used her right hand to support the other side, and finally managed to stabilize the tilted tray.

Song Huanxi frowned. She usually started with five bowls, but sometimes she could handle six or seven bowls.

It's only been three bowls today, and I can't hold it anymore. It seems that the boxing and leg training during the day has a big impact.

Song Huanxi did not pile up any more noodle bowls, but directly picked up three bowls and sent them forward.

On this end, the feeling is more obvious. Not only is the wrist sore, but also the arm is so sore that I can't work hard.

What's worse is that the noodles that used to be delivered in one trip now have to be delivered in two trips, which makes her already sore body even more exhausted.

Song Huanxi clearly realized that she might not be able to do this part-time job anymore.

Physical fatigue is one aspect, but there is another reason.

Last month, her classmates were all filming, so she was doing nothing and writing during the day. Now she has to film during the day and work at Chiji at night, so she has no time to write serials.

What's more, she's preparing to write a script!

Well, it's one thing that Boss Six likes her, but her determination to write the script of Butterfly Lovers has not wavered at all.

So, after the meal peak, the last bowl of noodles was served to the table. Song Huanxi approached Boss Chi. She spoke softly: "Uncle Chi, I started filming today. I'm afraid I won't be able to come here in the future." Work done.”

Uncle Chi: "..."

At this moment, the owner of the wonton shop, who had been selling noodles for most of his life, thought a lot.

He thought about the new store he had just purchased, the increasing number of customers, and the fact that his son had just settled in a foreign land and needed his support——

Finally, Boss Chi smiled happily and said: "Okay, my store is going to have a big star! When the time comes, I will put your poster on the wall, and you have to sign a few more names for me!" Song Huanxi can The important reason why she has been working at Chiji for so long is that her boss is easy to get along with. She is also happy to get together with her former boss. She smiled and said: "If I work for one more week, boss, hurry up and recruit someone to replace me!"

"That's right," Song Huanxi thought about it. She could hardly hold her face today. If she practiced another day tomorrow, she might not even be able to lift her hands. She said a little embarrassedly:
"I'm going to take a day off tomorrow. I'm a little tired from filming these two days and I can't hold on."

Uncle Chi agreed generously and said with a smile: "If you are free in the future, can you come and read the newspaper again?"

"You don't need to do any chores, just read the newspaper. It doesn't take long, just half an hour... After all, many regular customers in the store really like to hear you read the newspaper!"

The last sentence successfully moved Song Huanxi, thinking about the honest brother A Sheng, the talkative Uncle A Shui, and——

Song Huanxi subconsciously raised his eyes and looked towards the corner seat. Unfortunately, King Lu didn't come today, and neither did Guo Hansang!
She immediately agreed, "Okay! If I'm free, definitely!"

At this time, neither Boss Chi nor Song Huanxi expected that this simple agreement would not be realized until several years later.

When Song Huanxi was reading the newspaper, he felt that he could hardly hold the newspaper with both hands.

His arms felt like they were filled with lead, and the newspaper in his hand was as heavy as a stone.

When she finally finished reading the newspaper, she breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, she finished her work for the day.

When she thought about not having to come to Chiji tomorrow, Song Huanxi almost cried with joy.

At this moment, she realized: working two jobs at the same time, even if only one job has a break, it will make people feel like the Chinese New Year——

If we work a few more jobs and take turns taking breaks, wouldn't every day be the same as the Chinese New Year? !

Song Huanxi couldn't help but think wildly, and ended up laughing herself, until she walked out of Chiji and saw A Scar's familiar handsome face——

Oh, by the way, she had nothing to do and arranged a third job for herself.

Wait, if she doesn't come to Chiji tomorrow, won't she lose another job?

When I think about it, my happiness instantly doubles.

When I think about vacation, I don’t want to do any work.

Song Huanxi decided to be passive and slow down her work. She coughed lightly and asked proactively: "Why haven't you seen King Lu in the past few days?"

A Scar was stunned for a moment: "King?"

Song Huanxi blinked: "Well, king means king, and the corresponding word is queen, which is the K and Q in poker."

Ah Ba suddenly realized, even a little excited, this is great! K and Q were immediately added to tonight's teaching plan by him!

Well, Brother Lu has to teach his classes as long as his venue is open. The only difference is that his students need to take turns to attend the venue.

and many more!

Ah Scar asked doubtfully: "Did you just call me Brother Lu, King Lu?"

King Lu? !

Song Huanxi nodded and cleared away the relationship with him: "Yes, he gave it his own nickname."

Or did you start it yourself? !
Ah Scar was a little angry at once, King, it should be Mr. Guo!

He and Brother Lu are both determined to become King Guo's younger brothers. How can they become king themselves? !
This is rebellion!

No help today, -23