Entertainment: Deyun’s young class leader? Sorry, quit

Chapter 510 What exactly is a tunnel?
It was a little after one in the morning, in the hotel.

The two sisters gathered around the pot for a midnight snack.

When the younger sister learned how to fry the food from her brother-in-law, the food tasted pretty good, but she always felt something was not right.

He He's appetite and expression seemed to be far better than those made by himself.

My brother-in-law’s cooking should be better than mine.

"What's missing? Is it a tunnel? What is a tunnel?"

I often hang out with my brother-in-law, and the word "authentic" would appear in my sister-in-law's ears from time to time.

She was extremely confused by these two words and didn't understand what they meant.

Not to mention frying vegetarian meatballs now, I learned how to cook from my brother-in-law before, and I watched him step by step, but I always felt that something was not quite right.

Could it be that my brother-in-law is hiding something?

Yes, I must ask my brother-in-law about it later.

"It's delicious. It's true that the simpler things are, the more flavorful they are." Deng Ziqi couldn't stop eating. She used to care about her figure, but now she doesn't care at all.

If she cared a little, she wouldn't eat anything cooked by her husband at home.

Because the little one will eat it right away.

When it comes to food, who in the family will spare whom?
"Don't eat too much, sister, or you'll feel full."

"I know. When we get back, ask your brother-in-law to fry more."

The two sisters ate for a while, then rested and prepared for the second concert tomorrow.

Sometimes her tour involves performing in one city for three or four days, which takes a lot of time.

But half a month passed quickly.

By mid-October, Guo Qilin and others were fully focused on running the film and television department and the crosstalk department, and these two departments had carried out some reforms to their rules and regulations.

Mainly for better development and management.

The more people there are, the more likely unexpected oversights will occur in rules and regulations.

This is why we need Brother Luan to come here. He is the expert in this area and his impartial and rational thinking makes him very suitable.

After dealing with all these, Guo Qilin remembered that he wanted to shoot a TV series before filming "Hidden in the Dust".

Finally, I came across a good script and started filming it.

Facts have proved that his choice was very successful. "Hidden in the Dust" has set a benchmark in the reputation of art films.

Other big-name directors know that it is extremely difficult to surpass this one.

They find it difficult, and Guo Qilin himself also finds it difficult. Scripts are hard to come by, and you won't be given that many opportunities.

So even though he was only one movie away from reaching the two million the system said, he didn't choose a movie.

Instead, take a look at the script given by the TV series first.

The TV series is a costume drama called "Nirvana in Fire"!
In the film industry, he has created many miracles and achieved many high box office results.

His latest movie has earned him hundreds of millions.

The only thing is that he has not been involved in too many TV dramas, and only one "Kuangchuan" has ever been popular.

The task given to him by the system now is to star in a popular TV series.

Facing the protagonist, he took the script and looked at it carefully. In the past, he had to admit that he might not be able to support the role.

It’s different now. Because of the system, his height has changed a little and his acting skills are getting better and better, so it shouldn’t be a problem for him to control it.

There is only one thing that is difficult to do.

That is a big production, and the production cycle may be much longer than that of a movie.

This means a lot of time investment.

He should be committed, as he likes filming.

When I saw Master filming a TV series at Deyun Club in the past, I already liked it and thought it was very interesting.

So I laid the foundation in my heart early on.

"Take your time. We need to get our wife back first."

Putting the script aside, Guo Qilin was happy, knowing that everything the system gave him was good, and it was incredibly relaxing not to have to look for the script himself.

As for other filming issues, they are not a problem. He can now release a movie like "Hidden in the Dust", so he naturally has a lot of connections.

The time is two o'clock.

Guo Qilin drove to the airport.

Of course, he was not the only one who went to the airport to pick up the little diva. The lineup to pick her up was much larger than that of ordinary traffic stars.

Large groups of fans were waiting around the airport holding banners and glow sticks.

This time, the plane was delayed and we didn't arrive until 2:20. As soon as we arrived, hundreds of people were standing at the exit taking pictures with their SLRs and cell phones.

Seeing her, fans immediately gestured to the banner group to pull down the banner.

Everything seems neat and tidy, just to express one's love for the singer.

When she came out again, there was a large group of fans jogging around and taking pictures. Even though they were running and taking pictures, the fans were happy and kept shouting and interacting with her.

During the process, there is protection from Deng Ziqi's own studio staff as well as the fans' own organization, so crazy fans will not be able to squeeze Jie Jie.

Guo Qilin didn't see everything from outside, but when he saw the huge crowds of people, he suddenly realized how powerful his wife was.

Both men and women.

The woman's voice was loud, and the man's voice was even louder, both of them were shouting frantically for "unravel".

"You better be careful with the car."

After coming out of the hall, Deng Ziqi reminded his fans that these were unavoidable and he could only hope that they would be more careful and pay more attention to order.

Then she subconsciously went to the car prepared for her by the studio. As soon as the door opened, Deng Ziqi's sharp eyes noticed a car with a familiar license plate number next to it.

He paused, a look of doubt appeared on his face, wondering if he had seen it wrong.

After walking a few more steps, I found that it was indeed the license plate of my husband's car.

She was about to get into the studio car, but immediately turned and walked towards another car.

Deng Yiling followed behind, not knowing how her sister was going there.

The people in the studio knew that Guo Qilin had come, but they didn't know and didn't tell them.

It was not until the next second when Guo Qilin came out wearing a mask that he suddenly realized that his brother-in-law had come. No wonder his sister was smiling and as beautiful as a flower.

I hurriedly wanted to go and get in my brother-in-law's car, but suddenly I realized something and turned around to get in the studio's car.

Why was she being a light bulb? She knew very well that her sister missed her brother-in-law during their time overseas.

But Deng Ziqi got into Guo Qilin's car, and the surrounding fans couldn't help but see it.

"Dalin! Are you coming over to pick up Jie Jie?"

"How long will the concert last?"

"Hold a concert together."

Guo Qilin has many fans, among which his singing fans are the most persistent and numerous.

Hear sounds.

Guo Qilin didn't rush to get into the car, but stopped to respond to them.

"It will open in due time, don't worry."

Got a response, and fans flooded with cheers.

Guo Qilin’s concert is even harder to wait for than Jie Jie’s concert.

The car starts.

Deng Ziqi followed her husband and left. She was a little jealous when she left, and deliberately showed some emotions. "The fans who came to pick me up asked when you would have a concert. Don't they know that you almost never have one? And the day before yesterday, I was live streaming, and they wanted me to connect with you during the live streaming.

Who do you want to see?
Let me connect with you, but you don’t even look at me. Do you want to see you?

Then why don't I just let you do a live broadcast? Then you connect with me. Humph, I still broadcast live to talk and chat with them every now and then, why are my fans so rebellious. "

The familiar taste is back.

Guo Qilin was satisfied. He turned around and glanced at his wife in the passenger seat. Although his wife didn't look at him, she couldn't hide the smile on her face.

I can't even act jealous well.

"How about we go eat hot pot now? I know you didn't eat much on the plane meal."

"You really understand me. I haven't been eating well recently. I think I may have lost weight."

She lowered her head and gently pinched her belly.

Before I got married, my face was very flat. Now I have a little bit of belly fat, and it will never return to its original shape without inhaling.

"You can't blame me." Guo Qilin stopped his wife from speaking, "You ate at the concert by yourself, otherwise there wouldn't be so many videos of you eating like a fool on the Internet."

"Ah, who are you calling a foodie? Say it again? Aren't you? Answer me, aren't you?"

Guo Qilin knew his wife was still the same as a child, so he drove straight to the hot pot restaurant to eat. When they ate, his wife ordered a lot.

Eating abroad is not as delicious as the food at home, and my appetite is so great that I can’t control it at all.

After eating, I decided to go sing and play with my husband.

We haven't seen each other for a long time, and we miss each other so much that we want to stick together no matter what.

When it was around four o'clock and He He was ready to finish school, the couple contacted her sister to pick her up.

It is my duty to pick up He He and Deng Yiling.

Waiting at the kindergarten gate early.

A large group of children came out, and they accurately found a little hand and led them into the car.

"Where's mom?"

Carrying her schoolbag, He He got into the car and asked happily.

Aunt is back, mom must be back.

"Your mother?"

Deng Yiling was too embarrassed to explain. At the moment, her mother and father were out having a good time and didn't care about her at all.

Husband and wife are true love, children are just an accident.

"Your mother has something to do."

"Where's Dad?"

"Dad has something to do too. I'll go home and cook for you."

When they got home, Deng Yiling made a lot of delicious food for He He. It had been several months, and she still missed the little girl very much.

But my sister and brother-in-law are so unreasonable.

After dinner, he didn't come back until eight or nine in the evening.

Don't know what I'm doing.

I waited and waited, but there was no movement.

I want to call and ask, what to ask? I am just a light bulb.

He He didn't care at all and continued to watch Tom and Jerry with the remote control.

"Don't you want to see your mother? Your mother hasn't come back yet?"

Deng Yiling sat next to him and asked.

The little girl raised her hand, grabbed a handful of chips from the potato chip bag and stuffed them into her mouth, "I want to."

Deng Yiling couldn't help laughing. She wanted to, but she wanted to eat something casually, so it was better for her mother to come back later.

"Wait, I want to try the croquettes made by my brother-in-law to see if they are different."

The voice just fell.

There was a movement at the door.

The little girl's face turned pale. She looked around and saw one or two snack bags and several jelly shells on the table.

"Hurry, hurry, auntie, hurry."

Deng Yiling understood, and she quickly worked with He He to eliminate the evidence. Soon the area around the table became clean, and the bag in the trash can below was also changed.

The door opens.

Deng Ziqi ran to her daughter, "He He, do you miss mommy? Mommy misses you so much."

"Mom, I miss you too."

Just as the mother and daughter were about to hug each other, Deng Ziqi slammed on the brakes, straightened up and looked at the seasonings on her little hands. The table was clean, but she didn't have time to wipe her little hands clean.

"Tell me, how much have you and dad eaten in the past few months? Did you not listen to me at all?"

How can a mother not understand her own child?
Know what's happening at a glance.

"No, no, I only ate a little."

"Really? Lying makes you a bad kid. You might even get black circles under your eyes in the future."

The little girl was scared and turned to the bedroom to look for something with a sad expression.

She went to the bedroom, and the adults were puzzled, not understanding the child's train of thought.

Until she came out of the room with a pink hanger in her hand.

"I was wrong, mom, please hit me, I ate a lot of packets."

Don’t be afraid of your child being stubborn. The more stubborn they are, the easier it is to hit them.

I’m afraid to admit my mistakes proactively.

Deng Ziqi put her hands on her hips and looked at her husband, "You are really our good daughter. You are the fastest to admit your mistakes. This will not happen again."

In order to prevent He He from getting beaten, Deng Yiling changed the subject and said, "Brother-in-law, please make some more fried meatballs so I can taste them."

"Okay, it's a midnight snack anyway."

After a while, Guo Qilin was ready in the kitchen. With a group of foodies around him, he prepared faster than usual.

Heat oil.

Put them down one by one and fry them.

After frying, the fish was taken out and steaming. He He took the fork as usual because she was afraid of being burned.

She went to get it, and Deng Ziqi smiled and took the one her husband had fried to eat first.

It was indeed hot, but it would be fine if I blew on it. I took a careful bite and gave one to my sister. Both sisters were stunned for a moment.

Found that the fried ingredients were similar.

The taste has changed a bit, it is obviously more fragrant.

Deng Yiling's expression was filled with melancholy. Could it be that this really had something to do with that tunnel?
What exactly is a tunnel?
"Brother-in-law, did you leave anything behind that you forgot to tell me?"

"No, it's just a simple thing. What else can I put in it? I might need to consider the timing."

Deng Yiling was skeptical. She knew from the time she met her brother-in-law that she shouldn't trust him too much, otherwise he would definitely be teasing her.

Seeing his sister's gaze, Guo Qilin sighed. When did his credibility become a problem at home? His fans obviously thought he was very good.

"Dad, I want to eat."

The cheerful little girl came over with a fork, but when she looked over, her happy little face turned unhappy.

Mom and aunt ate with gusto and didn't leave any for her.

I was just about to plead my injustice.

Suddenly, my father took one out of the oil pan. His aggrieved look disappeared. He carefully poked it with a fork and blew on it hard. After making sure it was not too hot, he opened his mouth.

Even if I eat a lot of snacks, it still tastes good.

Everyone was enjoying the meal, and Guo Qilin felt extremely happy.

It is true that a family feels comfortable only when they are all together.

"Come on, He He, didn't you say you would fry it for mom when she comes back? Come and try it yourself."

"it is good."

The little girl especially likes to get her hands dirty. After finishing one, her father carried her to a stool, washed and wiped her clean, and then she grabbed the batter and vegetables.

Shape it into a ball and very carefully place it into the pan.

Her father was afraid that she would be scalded by the oil, so he protected her with his hands.

The batter was put into the pan without causing any movement.

Frying quietly, when it was almost done, He He immediately asked his father to fish it out. When Deng Ziqi fished it out, he laughed and said, "What a shape it is. It's so ugly, it looks like a gourd."

"Mom eat it."

Deng Ziqi stopped smiling and asked, "Is it fried well before you let me eat it?"

"Mom eat it."

It was made by my good daughter, but as a mother, I had to eat it. When I bit into it, the color of the dough changed. It was not cooked at all, and there was a bit of flour and rawness in it.

He tried not to vomit and stammered in praise.

"My girl, it's so delicious. Can you fry another one for your aunt?"

"it is good."

He He was happy to be praised and made another one.

After it was fried, Deng Yiling was in high spirits and overjoyed, and wanted to try He He's work.

After just one bite, my face looked almost the same as hers, or even uglier.

Now my sister is exactly like my brother-in-law, and has completely learned bad things.

(End of this chapter)