The Entertainment King of Longing for Life

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"Oh, you want to ask me why I pinched my fingers?" Huang Lei suddenly realized, raised his hand and said, "When I was eating just now, I was in a bit of a hurry and felt a small thorn stuck in my flesh with my chopsticks, so I pulled it out."

Song Xiaobao: (⊙⊙)

The entire afternoon was spent bragging.

As the sun was about to set, Huang Lei and He Jiong drove directly to the market to buy some fried chicken.

Liu Xianhua is right; too much bland food makes people lose their appetite.

Liu Xianhua has already gone to chop wood.

Song Xiaobao also ran over to help.

He Hao, once again a lazy bum, lay quietly on the chair, enjoying the tranquility, watching the sunset as birds returned to their nests, and the evening glow spreading across the sky, exceptionally beautiful...

For a while.

Huang Lei and He Jiong returned.

The fried chicken is sold out.

I originally planned to cook a raw chicken, but then I thought it would be too much trouble to fry it myself.

So Huang Lei simply cut off two ounces of pork and prepared to make some pork sauce to pour over the noodles for seasoning.

Henry Lau had no objections, as long as it wasn't exclusively vegetarian!

then……

make a fire.

Start cooking.

"Ah Hao, why don't you come and practice your skills?" Huang Lei asked with a smile.

"I'm not coming!" He Hao shook his head fiercely.

snort!

They're trying to trick me into cooking again!

How can it be!

My goal is to be a lazy bum who never lifts a finger!

Afterwards, order was restored at the Mushroom House.

Everyone had their own duties: cooking, chopping wood, and washing dishes.

Song Xiaobao was also exceptionally diligent, busy with one thing and another, working up a sweat...

For a while.

it's dark.

The pork sauce was almost ready, so Huang Lei poured in half a ladle of hot water and simmered it over low heat.

The noodles have already been cut, and we're just waiting for the water in the big pot to boil before we can cook them.

half an hour.

The aroma of food filled the air.

Five bowls, each containing wide noodles topped with a spoonful of fragrant minced pork sauce.

Each person gets their own bowl, and they start eating right away.

"Xiaobao, come and cook something to eat." Huang Lei called out to Song Xiaobao as she squatted on the doorstep with a bowl in her arms.

"Teacher Huang, you don't know, where I'm from, we eat noodles squatting down like this, it's so delicious! You should come and try it!" Song Xiaobao explained.

then……

The five people squatted silently on the threshold, slurping their food.

"It's so fragrant!"

"You know what, eating while squatting like this actually feels really good!"

"It feels really comfortable!"

"I want another bowl!"

director:"……"

Although our program aims to be down-to-earth!

But aren't you guys being a little too down-to-earth?!

I rub!

Are you loosening your belts, preparing to eat another bowl?

The director looked at the monitor screen, his feelings a bit complicated.

……

soon.

Dinner will be taken care of.

Everyone worked together to wash the pots and dishes, and put the used items back in their place.

Dinner was simple, and the pots and pans were easy to wash.

It was getting cold, and since everyone still had some time, they went back inside to continue their boasting.

If it's too early, I won't be able to fall asleep at all.

As they played the flute, the conversation drifted to the topic of acting.

"I feel like I've almost reached the end of my rope," Song Xiaobao suddenly remarked.

What he said was absolutely right.

The domestic comedy market is basically divided up by four companies: Zhao Benshan's Troupe, Happy Twist, Deyun Society, and Big Bowl Entertainment.

Taking even one more step forward is incredibly difficult.

"Brother Xiaobao, you could try going abroad. Look at Deyun Society, they've already made quite a name for themselves overseas, haven't they?" Henry Lau suggested.

“But my English isn’t good!” Song Xiaobao shook her head.

“Compared to Chinese, English is very simple!” Liu Xianhua smiled and said, “You just need to practice more. However, the first step is to give him an English name.”

then……

A group of people seriously discussed giving Song Xiaobao a cool English name.

He Hao pondered for two seconds and said, "Brother Xiaobao, I do have a very catchy English name. I wonder what you think?"

Song Xiaobao was quite interested. "Go on," she said.

"Wodetian.Visenmo.Lamoshuai.Shuaidebuyaobuyaode!"

Everyone: (⊙⊙)

That English name is incredibly flashy!

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“Ah Hao, Brother Bao, it seems like you thought about this English name for a long time before coming up with it, right? It feels like it suits you quite well. A gentleman doesn't take what others love!” Song Xiaobao laughed and patted He Hao on the shoulder, saying, “You can use this one, just give me something else.”

"Brother Xiaobao, don't be shy, please use it." He Hao smiled mysteriously and said, "I have my own English name, which suits me much better!"

"Really?" Song Xiaobao asked doubtfully.

The others also looked on with curiosity.

He Hao actually has an English name?

Are they a perfect match for each other?

Everyone was very curious!

After repeated questioning, He Hao readily revealed his name.

"Wardgill. Hard as a rock!"

Everyone: (⊙⊙)

That's just endless flirting!

The director, watching the monitor, almost choked on his water.

I was moved to tears!