Hello, My Actress Darling

The soft side

Jiang nianxue takes Liu Xiaoshu to the classroom.

Gu zhiang just finished an English class and was resting. Seeing Jiang nianxue's breath, he couldn't help asking, "what's the matter? It's enough for biscuits. "

Gu zhiang's magical metaphor makes Jiang nianxue's expression almost not taut.

She coughed a little, put Liu Xiaoshu on the chair, raised her head and asked, "I remember you brought some medicine? The child is scalded. The doctor with him is a little busy. I want to wipe his medicine first

"Yes."

Gu zhiang asked Jiang Han to bring the scald ointment. He sat down in front of Liu Xiaoshu and applied the medicine to his arm in person.

His technique is very gentle, while wiping medicine, while touching Liu Xiaoshu's head, "Xiaoshu is a strong man."

As expected, Liu Xiaoshu obediently let Gu zhiang wipe the medicine.

Looking at this harmonious scene, Jiang nianxue thought of Zhao Mochen's ferocious appearance, a burst of anger.

They are all good young people in their twenties. Why is the gap so big?

Gu zhiang finished applying medicine to Liu Xiaoshu. As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Jiang nianxue's angry expression on her face. He couldn't help laughing and said, "the scald of Xiaoshu doesn't matter. Why are you still so angry?"

Jiang nianxue thought back, "no, I just think of some unpleasant things. Gu ang, you are the most patient. "

Gu zhiang's eyes become very gentle, "as long as it's the people who care, I'll be happy."

They are very patient. "

Outside the classroom, Zhao Mo Chen looks at the two, thin lips tight, and turns to leave.

Assistant Lu stayed downstairs and was surprised to see his boss coming back so soon. "Boss, didn't you go to deliver the ointment?"

Zhao Mochen threw the scald ointment in his hand to assistant Lu, "take it and throw it away."

Assistant Lu shivered with the ointment. This ointment is imported. A bottle is worth nearly five figures. Do you really mean to throw it away?

Although it is still sunny in the morning, by lunchtime, it has become cloudy, like the mood of a president.

Although Jiang nianxue returned to the kitchen a few minutes later, she had no communication with Zhao Mochen. And Zhao Mo Chen is also making a meal with no expression on his face. When he cuts the vegetables, his hand rises and his knife falls. His fast and accurate appearance scares the big brother carrying the camera

I have to swallow my saliva.

Together, we brought the food to the classroom and distributed it to the children.

From the first bite, the children's eyes glowed and wolfed down, and soon ate up all the food on the table.

The teacher didn't seem to expect that the children's appetite would be so good. He was a little surprised. "Usually, the conditions in the village are not good, and the children are sick when they eat. It's the first time I've seen them eating so happily. Mr. Zhao, your cooking skills are really good."

Zhao Mo Chen bent his lips.

Just then, a little girl came up to Zhao Mo Chen and wiped her hands with a handkerchief. She pulled Zhao Mo Chen's hand and said with bright eyes, "thank you uncle Zhao for making such a delicious meal for us."

"Thank you, uncle Zhao!" The children's thanks came one after another.

Zhao Mo Chen Leng Leng, eyes with a rare gentle luster, "in the future, uncle Zhao will invite more uncles and aunts to help you, build a better school for you, make a better meal, so that you can read more books and see a bigger world." The children cheered.

Jiang nianxue stood aside and saw Zhao Mochen for the first time. She was sure that he was kind. On this thought, the morning's unhappiness seems to have dissipated a lot.

After the children are arranged to take a nap, the adults can finally have dinner.

Assistant Lu accompanied Zhao Mochen downstairs. Seeing that his eyes were red, Zhao Mochen felt puzzled, "how are your eyes red?"

"Boss, I used to think you were a decisive cold faced entrepreneur. I didn't expect you to have such a soft side. I, I was so moved."

"... shut up."

Several people sit at the temporary table. After the meal is served, Jiang nianxue takes a close look and finds that Zhao Mochen's dishes are all her favorite.

She pretends to take a casual look at Zhao Mochen, and finds that this person is busy dealing with e-mail and has no mind to pay attention to her.

Although he knew that Zhao Mochen was a busy man, Jiang nianxue was still a little annoyed, so he decided to cook in silence.

Tong Qin quickly came out to enliven the atmosphere, "today is really hard work for three people. It's not easy for zhiang to teach the children English, or nianxue and Mr. Zhao to help the children cook."

Gu zhiang put a chicken leg into Jiang nianxue's bowl and said with a smile, "my foot is injured. Most of the time I'm still sitting. It's hard to cook. I'm busy standing all the way."

Jiang nianxue didn't expect that Gu zhiang would bring food to her in front of the camera. For a moment, she was a bit embarrassed.

She looked up and saw Zhao Mo Chen's sharp eyes sweep over.

Perhaps sensing her embarrassment, Gu zhiang took the initiative to bring food to every staff member. Finally, he also gave Zhao Mochen a chicken leg.

But before Gu zhiang's chopsticks were put into Zhao Mochen's bowl, Jiang nianxue called out subconsciously, "he doesn't like people to bring him vegetables."

Gu zhiang's action stopped.

Zhao Mo Chen narrowed his eyes and relaxed his lips slowly. "How does Miss Jiang know

"I'm not used to being served with vegetables?"

We have to... The devil has dug a hole for her.

The subtle atmosphere in the air is spreading.

Zhao Mo Chen looks at her in his spare time.

Jiang nianxue swallowed her saliva and tried to say with a casual attitude: "because when I was working with Mr. Zhao in cooking, I found that Mr. Zhao seemed to be very strict about cleaning this piece, so I guess he should not adapt to other people's using non-public chopsticks to serve him."

Gu zhi'ang took back his chopsticks, gave a gentle smile, and took the lead in breaking the silence. "Nianxue's observation is really strong. I found it when I worked with her in filming. Now I really admire her more and more."

Tong Qin also quickly changed the topic, "since speaking of this stubble, zhiang, nianxue, why don't you talk about your experience in shooting Fengwu Jiutian

It's fun. "

"Nianxue is one of the hardest performers I've ever seen. In her spare time, some artists will choose to play games and sleep to relax, while she will seize the time to recite her lines and try to figure out the script." Gu zhiang made a start.

"Zhiang is also very hard-working. Although he is a singer, he takes his filming very seriously. I often ask him some questions about his lines when I am in the production team." Jiang nianxue quickly opened the business mutual blowing mode.

Tong Qin laughed, "you are too much like an interview." This made everyone laugh, and the atmosphere relaxed a lot.

Jiang nianxue also laughed, but when her eyes fell on the only person who didn't smile, she quietly recovered her calm expression.

A president's face, however, stinks even more than he imagined.