Star II

Chapter 11

I muttered in the back: "Is there no charcoal fire, why do you have to chop wood." So primitive.

Mu Haoyan said: "Because the program team wants to see us suffer, and doesn't want to see us go on vacation."

I agree with this point. Director Hou didn't want me to live a comfortable life when he first met.

We walked along the gravel path and went around to the warehouse behind the B&B. Mu Haoyan pushed the latch and opened the creaking wooden door, and a smell of earth came over us.

I covered my nose and guarded the door, saying nothing and refusing to go in. Whoever wants to suffer can eat it. I am here to save the day.

The photographer didn't expect that I didn't even bother to do face-saving projects, and the camera hit my back all of a sudden along with inertia.

I won't move forward unless he replaces his instrument with a gun.

Seeing that I didn't move, Mu Haoyan didn't say anything. He bent down and picked up a carpenter's ax and weighed it in his hand to test the weight.In order to facilitate his work, he changed into work clothes in the afternoon. The letter-patterned elastic band with a strong design outlines his thin waist. When he bends over, his buttocks are straight and plump.

I have seen many magazine photos of him, but unfortunately only his upper body is naked, and his muscular abdomen is full of wild tension.His body proportions are so superior, his whole body must be as perfect as a Greek god's mansion.

In foreign countries, I have seen many tall men with profound facial features, but they all lack a sense of mystery, a restrained atmosphere unique to oriental men.

Nathaniel, who had simply thought dyeing his hair black would get my attention, ended up making himself look Hispanic, which attracted a lot of enthusiasm from blondes.

I can't understand Mu Haoyan's preferences, but it doesn't matter, no matter what type he liked before, now that he meets me, he can only tailor it for me in the future, until I give up on him.

Thinking of this, I think I should also learn from Nathaniel's spirit of useless work, work hard for him, and get some impression points.

Perhaps my gaze was too hot, Mu Haoyan hesitated for a moment, walked over, and handed me the axe.

"Try?"

I held the handle of the ax and swung it in the air, scaring the photographer away.

Speaking of which, it's a pity that I didn't think of the word "stay away" when I was playing the breakfast game.

Mu Haoyan's slender fingers encircled my wrist. For some reason, he suddenly regretted and refused to let me chop wood again.

"Your delicate hands are still suitable for delicate work like painting." He said.

So, leave all the rough work to him?

I wanted to show it, but I didn't like his sudden gentlemanly demeanor, so I pursed my lips and said, "I can."

"I know."

He smiled slightly, and when he let go, he brushed the back of my hand inadvertently, sparking a cluster of sparks.

"Help me carry that pile of firewood out, it's heavy, be careful."

I temporarily lost my ability to think, and obediently followed his instructions, handed over the axe, put on cotton gloves, walked into the warehouse holding my breath, and picked up the firewood. When I came out, my face was red.

Mu Haoyan laughed at me: "Is it that offensive?"

I put my head against the back of his neck and sniffed hard, smelling the faint citrus fragrance, and then moved to a standard social distance before he ducked.

"It's okay." I lowered my eyelashes halfway, and my corner of the eye glanced at his eyebrows.

Nathaniel said that the little fragility I occasionally let out was very seductive.

As if Mu Haoyan didn't receive my signal, he acted like he was concentrating on his work, splitting firewood, picking up a bonfire, and putting on a baking tray, he couldn't be idle for a moment.

If there were no little radishheads making trouble, I should be admiring Mu Haoyan's work, looking at the bulging deltoid muscles on his arms.

However, the three children are like three little sparrows, chattering non-stop, and scrambling to show off the fruits of labor to me. I can’t get rid of them by just praising them. Liangjun and Tongtong found out about my drawing for Ruirui. , If you pester me to draw a picture for them too.

I was overwhelmed, so I asked for a pen and paper on the spot, and I gave them two circles and a few lines.

Director Hou was even more speechless after watching the portrait of Nathaniel than when he saw Nathaniel's portrait. He asked me, what is your artistic pursuit?

The female director said from a tricky angle: "It's different for those who study fine arts. Drawing a circle with bare hands is like comparing compasses."

Tongtong's appreciation level is not high, and he found that my paintings are not much different from his paintings, so he deduced that he can also be an art student, so he readily accepted.

Liang Jun was not so easy to fool, and called my brother hesitantly.

I was moved by his deer-like pure eyes, and my conscience realized that I personally added a stroke, adding a triangle under the round head.

"This is your little cloak," I taught him art appreciation, "it symbolizes that you are like a superman, protecting your younger siblings."

Liang Jun was encouraged, his eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky.

"I will protect my younger brothers and sisters!" His voice was loud and his cheeks were flushed.

"Very good," I issued a new task while his blood was still hot, "Take your younger brothers and sisters to play in the house."

"Roger that!"

The little superman Liang Jun held each other, and his small back suddenly grew taller, like the heroine of a bitter drama.

Ruirui didn't really want to leave us, so I turned around after three steps, and I made a "shh" gesture to her, and she covered her mouth with one hand, and made up a secret mission in her own mind, and settled down.

Ying Leng came back from washing the vegetables and found me standing in the yard alone, looking around: "Where are the children?"

"Go in."

"Brother Dou, what about them?"

"do not know."

"..."

Ying Leng stood facing me holding the vegetable bowl, and after a while, she turned off the microphone.

"Brother, you are always wandering outside, there will be no story line."

I said, "It doesn't matter."

She took a deep breath, scratched her pelvic floor with her fingernails, and said in a low tone, "Brother, if you really don't care at all, can you use Liangjun as little as possible, sister Jiarui and I often can't find other people, and many interactions cannot be carried out."

I glanced at the follow-up photo behind her. Judging from the picture alone, it looks like I am bullying her.

"It's not that I order Liang Jun, but he wants to do things for me," I raised my chin, "You might as well persuade him not to circle around me."

Ying Leng took a breath, and his almond eyes widened. I have seen this unbelievable expression too many times in a short period of time, so much that I am bored.

There are not many people in this world who can change me, Ying Leng is not one of them.

She reacted quickly, her throat was choked, and she burst into tears: "Brother, you are straight-tempered and don't know much about the entertainment industry. The audience doesn't care so much. They only know who is in the top and who is recruiting gangsters. I am also worried about you."

"Thank you for worrying, I will prepare a team of lawyers, and you can continue working."

I ran out of patience. I couldn't figure out how such a small wish of being with Mu Haoyan was so difficult. The film crew couldn't get rid of it. The guests came up one by one to act as roadblocks for me.

Headache, am I too impatient?

Originally, each group had dinner separately, but now the three groups get together and have barbecue together.

It's all my fault, because a small loss makes a big difference, I shouldn't have asked for foreign aid in order to send Ruirui away. These foreign aids are delusional about permanent residence with temporary residence permits.

Yu Jiarui skewered tomato and apple slices and wrapped them in freshly boiled syrup for the children to eat as snacks.

Dou Kang and Chu Binhai went to the town to buy all kinds of meat skewers and came back. Chu Binhai carried the children on his back, opened the plastic bag and quietly showed us the beer cans under it.

Like an old child, he raised his eyebrows, and said in a twitching voice: "You guys save some stomachs, and when the children are asleep, we will have supper."

He's really happy to be loyal to organizing group events, and I just want to be alone at night, or two.

At this moment, the sky was completely dark, and the street lamps along the street were turned on one after another, emitting a half-yellow light, and the small town at night seemed to be in a misty yellow mist.

Mu Haoyan caught fire, and the jumping flames illuminated his handsome face an orange red.

I was engrossed in watching it, because I hadn't blinked for a long time, and physiological moisture appeared in my dry eyes.

Yu Jiarui noticed the red corners of my eyes and pulled me aside with concern.

"Brother, don't stand here, there is smoke, be careful to choke."

I wiped the corners of my eyes: "Thank you."

Yu Jiarui seemed to be very useful, and said happily, "Why are you being polite to my sister?"

When I turned to Mu Haoyan's position again, I found that Ying Leng was standing next to him and looking at us. Sensing my gaze, she immediately lowered her head and helped flip the mutton skewers.

The grill is not long, so Ying Leng and Mu Haoyan are naturally very close to each other, they look at each other from time to time, their lips move, and they don't know what they are talking about.

Ying Leng smiled sweetly, she looked like a young girl in love by Mu Haoyan's side.

Good acting, full of ambition.

Yu Jiarui said, "Brother, let's help too."

I said, "I can help eat."

Yu Jiarui brushed her jet-black hair with bright red nails: "You are much more humorous than Brother Dou."

The mutton skewers were licked by the flames, and the aroma was overflowing. The little radish heads in the room couldn't resist the temptation, and all ran out.

Ruirui grabbed my trouser leg, salivating: "I'm so hungry."

I warned her not to drip saliva on my shoes.

"I'm not drooling!" she protested.

Mu Haoyan handed the roasted skewers to the sensible Liang Jun and asked him to share them with his friends.

Liang Jun kept in mind the virtue of respecting the old and caring for the young, and was the first to run to Chu Binhai, saying that he would give it to his uncle first.

Chu Binhai, an unmarriage advocate, moved to the camera and shouted that he no longer finds it troublesome to raise children.

Dou Kang joked: "Then you have to seek marriage first."

Chu Binhai laughed and cursed: "Get out of here!"

Mu Haoyan said: "I'm afraid that the next trailer will be written. What changed Mr. Chu's view on marriage and love, and caused him to ask for marriage on the spot?"

Not to be outdone, Aunt Lin raised the small horn to add fire to the entertainment effect.

"Mr. Chu, what do you think of me, an older unmarried girl, middle-aged, with a house and a car, and no debts."

Chu Binhai was besieged tragically, his eyes rolled, and his idea hit me, trying to encircle Wei and save Zhao.

"I don't have much chance, Ian, you have such good conditions, have you found a girlfriend?" He put his arm around my shoulder, "Uncle, I will introduce you to a good girl."

I pushed his arm away and dropped a thunderbolt.

"I don't have a chance either."

Chu Binhai's expression froze, as if he was trying to figure out whether "no chance" in my mouth meant that he was the same as him in unmarriageism, or... sexual orientation was not female.

Aunt Lin's expression changed suddenly, and she opened her mouth to call out.