at first i just wanted to sing

Chapter 148 Gossip
Xu Xian was walking in the alley, his figure was gradually elongated by the lights on both sides.

There are not many people walking in the alley at night, so it looks quite quiet. Compared with the busy traffic and bright lights outside the alley, the courtyard house in the center of the alley is more quiet and peaceful.

When Xu Xian arrived home, Feng Nan looked at him with his back to the light in the main hall, with a smile on his face, like a wife waiting for her husband to come home.

Feng Nan met Xu Xian, pulled him into the room, and asked him if he had eaten.

Xu Xian said he didn't eat it.

"Why is Cheng Gengxin so ignorant that he won't let him eat at such a late hour." Feng Nan was a little annoyed, Xu Xian had a large appetite and consumed it quickly, what should he do if he was hungry.

Xu Xian took off his coat and changed into his slippers. Feng Nan bent down and put the shoes he had replaced in the shoe cabinet. The thin pajamas stuck to Feng Nan's skin, drawing a beautiful curve.

Xu Xian's hand unconsciously touched his buttocks: "I miss you, I haven't come back so late."

Feng Nan stood up and knocked off Xu Xian's mischievous hand. It's awkward at this time. If it starts too early, she will surrender before the two of them sleep. If she persists, she will have to change the sheets tomorrow.

I just changed it yesterday morning, so I can't change it so frequently, or I will look useless.

Xu Xian just had a hand addiction. Who made Sister Nan have such a good figure, and her skin is firm and elastic.

Feng Nan asked Xu Xian what he wanted to eat, and she ordered takeaway for him.

"Let's forget about takeaway, just order a bowl of noodles. When the takeaway arrives, it will probably be ten o'clock after eating." Xu Xian changed into his pajamas and was ready to go to the kitchen to order a bowl of noodles.

When he came to the kitchen, Xu Xian took the flour, took out an egg, knocked it into the flour, added a little water, and started kneading the dough.

Feng Nan sat on the chair by the dining table and looked at him, thinking that Xu Xian was always handsome.

He is handsome when he is studying, he is also handsome when he is in a daze, he is even more handsome when he is cooking, he is very handsome when he writes and sings songs, and when two people study and progress together, they are very, very handsome.

Anyway, anywhere is good.

Feng Nan asked, "What did Cheng Gengxin ask you to do?"

Xu Xian talked about what happened at the repair shop, and then said that the updated schedule was unreliable: "I bought a heavy truck to be painted like Optimus Prime, but I bought it with extra money. I really remembered that it was a out."

"He didn't even know Transformers was my idea."

Feng Nan said with a smile: "If he hadn't made some amazing things from time to time, maybe he and Jing Jing would have been married, but I didn't expect that just a small promotion could drive the sales of heavy trucks."

Xu Xianhuo made the noodles, wrapped them in plastic wrap, let the noodles wake up for a while, and went to prepare meat and vegetables.

"Movie props must be kept well in the future. Prototype cars and prop models can be used to plan a "Transformers" themed area when building a playground."

Feng Nan nodded: "It is necessary to prepare, but according to the investigation, if you want to build such a large-scale playground in the Yanjing area, the land is a big problem."

Xu Xian: "It is not necessary to build in the Yanjing area, it can be in the surrounding area, and the traffic is so convenient now."

Feng Nan: "We are already planning and selecting a site, but it's still very early, and we don't have many IPs available."

Xu Xian processed the meat and vegetables, and then went to knead the noodles. The noodles must be kneaded well, otherwise they will not be chewy, and they will taste soulless:
"Just reserve a good place. Now there are "Transformers" series, Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck, and "Feng Shen Bang" is also in preparation. I heard that "Havoc in Heaven" has started drawing original paintings, and it will be very soon."

"The production ability is still not enough, otherwise superhero series and animated movies can also be produced."

Feng Nan gave Xu Xian a white look: "The road needs to be taken step by step, and the food needs to be eaten bite by bite. Our film industry foundation is still too poor. I hope we can cultivate a batch of usable talents this year, and increase production efforts next year."

Making sci-fi movies is not a simple feature film, which requires too much special effects, and now just a confinement special effects production can fully fill the productivity of Visual Magic.

If there is another superhero series, it will only encourage the seedlings to grow, and the company may collapse directly.

and--

"Your superhero series only has a few character settings, no story, how to make it."

Xu Xian has already kneaded the noodles, picked up the rolling pin and started rolling the noodles, sprinkled flour on the side to prevent the live noodles from sticking to the rolling pin: "After "Journey to the West" is finished, I can write superhero series and animation movies. Consider whether to build yourself or acquire the right team.”

Feng Nan straightened his long hair, and said intellectually: "It's not impossible. The more you understand the domestic production level, the more you understand the gap between us and Ugly Country. Let's form a team to produce some content to practice. This is really not something that can be done overnight. done."

Xu Xian cut the noodles, which were uniform in width, thickness and thickness, put them into the boiling water, and picked up the wok to make toppings:

"It's a difficult task, but as long as it is done, you will be the one who changed the film industry in Huaguo, and it will be recorded in the annals of history."

Feng Nan got up from the chair, hugged Xu Xian from behind, resting his chin on Xu Xian's shoulder: "It's us."

If only her name is left in the film history, what is the point of everything she does.

Xu Xian smiled, "Okay, then we have to work hard."

After Xu Xian finished the noodles, filled a large bowl, and then poured toppings on it, he held the bowl and took a breath of satisfaction: "No matter how good the delicacies of mountains and seas are, it can't compare to mine."

Feng Nan couldn't figure out how anyone could like noodles to such an extent. Seeing Xu Xian buried her face in the big bowl and made a "snoring" sound, she couldn't help telling: "Slow down, Eat so much, don't be overwhelmed by bedtime."

Xu Xian raised his head and smiled badly: "Don't worry, it won't affect our activities before going to bed, pasta is easy to digest."

Feng Nan kicked Xu Xian under the dining table, pretending to be angry: "What are you thinking, I'm just worried that you eat too much to support yourself."

Xu Xian continued to move his mouth, and took another big mouthful of noodles. The feet under the dining table accurately caught the sneak attacking "Assassin", successfully surrendered, and stepped on his feet.

Feng Nan smoked twice, but found that his feet couldn't be pulled back, so he blushed and adjusted himself to a more comfortable position leaning on the chair: "Hooligan."

Xu Xian snickered: "Only by playing hooligans properly can you embrace a beautiful woman. You both learn from Chengxin. After the Spring Festival, we will probably meet again on weekends. How can we be as happy as we are now?"

Feng Nan agrees with this reasoning, but just before the Spring Festival, in order to quickly break through that layer of relationship, he made himself as if he had sent a post to his door.

What Xu Xian thought was that Cheng Gengxin drank alcohol and stayed at Gao Jingjing's house, but he still didn't succeed. I really don't know what my buddy is thinking.

Could it be that he was really so drunk that he completely lost his ability to do things after drinking?
I don't understand, eat noodles and eat noodles.

When I was full, I went to write "Journey to the West", and then turned into a ox, and worked hard on the fields.

(End of this chapter)