Chapter 167 A friendly meeting in the ‘Food Desert’ (please subscribe!)
Xunye really has a boyfriend?
Talk about gossip, scolded Xiang Yang for his surprised tone, and Liu Qianqian began to popularize information about the domestic entertainment industry.
I thought it was nothing if I didn’t listen, but Xiang Yang was shocked when he heard it.
Li Daqi.
He's not just a hair cutter, as the rumors say.
I am a serious advertising and fashion designer, and I also take care of fashion styling.
Before the two dated in 2004, Xunye actually didn't pay much attention to her own fashion taste and clothing, but with such a boyfriend in the fashion industry, it was difficult for her not to be affected.
During the five years of their relationship, Li Daqi proposed to her many times, but the woman always refused because she was too busy at work.
Although she has repeatedly expressed on the show that her husband takes good care of her in life, and also said that she might not be able to survive without him.
But if Xiang Yang remembers correctly, Mr. Xun lived well afterwards.
The facts are just as Xiang Yang remembered. After he and Li Daqi announced their breakup at the end of June and early July, in just a few months, Mr. Xun found a new love, a rich man named Wang who spent a lot of money. The daughter won her heart.
"Why, you're not trying to put it on yourself, are you?"
Seeing Xiangyang drive the car in silence after listening, Liu Qianqian said seemingly casually.
His eyes even secretly glanced at Xiangyang's face.
"No, how is that possible?" Xiang Yang grinned. Can Li Daqi compare with him?
Obviously not.
Since he can't, Xiangyang can just listen to it for fun.
He said: "I was just a little bit disappointed. I feel that people sometimes speak quite casually."
"Whatever?" Liu Qianqian suddenly asked.
"It's just like talking about love in the front and saying breakup immediately in the back. I feel like I remember what she said before and I feel uncomfortable. You understand." After speaking, Xiangyang raised his eyebrows.
Liu Qianqian blinked and understood immediately, and then exclaimed: "Xiang Yang! You don't have emotional mysophobia, do you?"
"What!"
"That's it. .”
“I didn’t!”
During a debate, Xiang Yang and Liu Qianqian arrived at the door of Principal An's house smoothly.
As soon as they met, Principal An held his daughter's hand and started chatting, completely ignoring Xiangyang as he carried things home one by one from the trunk, as if he had long been accustomed to it.
Hearing from Liu Qianqian’s mouth that she decided to further her acting studies in France, Principal An was so happy.
Because of his daughter’s profession, he also learned a little about film and television-related schools in France. In fact, from his personal point of view, he would rather have his daughter go to the Ecole Nationale Supérieure des Audiovisuals or the Ecole Nationale Supérieure des Image et Music.
These two institutions are also famous in France.
Graduates from these two institutions can be seen in major European awards every year, as well as in Hollywood in the United States.
To put it simply, they are really professional when it comes to winning awards.
The School of Imagery and Music has the most awards at the three major film festivals in the world, and the former National School of Audiovisuals has participated in 37 national film festivals with a total of 512 works in just 5 years. 245 films participated in 49 international film festivals and won 43 awards.
Yes, this is a French school tradition.
They not only provide internship positions for students of our school, but also lead students to participate in domestic and foreign awards to gain personal experience and accumulate experience, so that students can get better continuation after graduation.
Unfortunately, Principal An's painstaking understanding did not change Liu Qianqian's decision.
After listening carefully, she directly pulled Xiang Yang over as a shield, "Dad, Xiang Yang has paid for my tuition."
"Xiang Yang?" Principal An was stunned for a moment. , glanced at Xiangyang, then at Liu Qianqian, and said: "Daughter, why don't you let dad pay for it."
"No, Xiangyang promised me. This is our agreement. .”
“That’s fine.”
The next day, it was dawn.
Jiang Mumu, who had taken a day off, got up very early. After a simple wash, she dressed up a little, then drove the BMW that her father had prepared for her for work from Shanghai to Hangzhou. Airport.
Xiang Yang specifically explained the matter about Little John.
She will definitely take it to heart.
For this reason, she specifically asked her aunt Jiang Qiong'er about Little John's origins.
Upon hearing that the other party was JCE's youngest son, her aunt asked her to calm down her temper, and she immediately agreed obediently.
However, after hanging up the phone, she immediately smashed her mouth, thinking:
What's so awesome about it? He is not just a small character collecting information for my boss, it is exactly the same as what I did back then.
With this mentality, when Jiang Mumu rushed to the airport and saw Little John for the first time, she didn't show too much enthusiasm, it was just plain and indifferent.
On the contrary, Little John, who had been on a plane all night, looked at the other person clearly with tired eyes, and said enthusiastically:
"I remember you, Xiang's little follower, what's your name? Let me think about it, your name is very similar to Liu's."
"Liu's name?"
At the ready-to-wear show Jiang Mumu, who had met Little John once at the exhibition, was stunned when she heard Liu's name.
“Yes, it’s Crystal. Xiang also said that the pronunciation of your names is the same.”
“Liu Qianqian!”
Jiang Mumu's voice trembled unconsciously.
"Yes, yes, that's the name of Xiang's girlfriend."
Hearing this, Jiang Mumu opened her mouth in surprise, "What did you say! My idol is really in love with my boss ”
“Not only are they in love, they both live together. They also have two dogs and a cat with strange names, and I often play with them. I feel like with the speed they are developing, one day I will be his best man."
Little John shrugged his shoulders and said with some pride.
He remembered Xiang Yang saying that Liu Qianqian was a very famous star in China. While he was proud of his friend for marrying such a beautiful star, he was not even in a hurry to introduce her to Laura next to him.
"You, you, you," Jiang Mumu said tremblingly, and uttered a sentence for a long time, "You mean they are living together?! You said they are going to get married!!!"
"Yes," Little John looked at Jiang Mumu very strangely and said doubtfully:
"Aren't you Xiang's little follower? He hasn't told you these things?" "Don't mention that this is not a man. Guy!”
For a moment, Jiang Mumu suddenly felt angry. She still remembered the incident of eating melon that day.
The other party deliberately hung up the phone and turned off the phone after he was halfway through speaking!
"Yes, you are right. Not only is Xiang not a man, damn he also stole my coin jar." Little John seemed to have found someone with whom he had a common language and happily agreed with the other person's words. point of view.
Seeing that Little John was talking very excitedly, Jiang Mumu became even more excited, "He actually stole your coin jar? He is really not worthy of my idol! My idol must be blind, Damn, I must have been deceived by his sweet words!"
"Are you two done?" On the side, Laura couldn't stand it anymore. After rolling her eyes at the two of them, she pushed Little John. "Can we get to the hotel and discuss your friend Xiang's affairs?"
"He's not my friend!" Little John contradicted without thinking.
But just a few seconds after he finished speaking, he felt a heartbreaking pain in his ears, "Wife, wife, I was wrong."
"Can you be quiet for a while? When we get to the hotel Talk about this again?" Laura asked.
"Okay, okay."
Seeing that Little John, who had just stood on the united front with him, was instantly disarmed by a heroic big sister, Jiang Mumu, who raised his head, swallowed Drooling, he pursed his lips and smiled with a cute expression:
"It was your husband who insisted on talking to me first."
Little John couldn't believe it when he heard this. Sure enough, no one who is close to Xiangyang is a good person!
While he was thinking to himself, he felt his ears being pulled again, and he quickly closed his mouth that was about to open.
"You, help with the luggage." For a little girl like Jiang Mumu, Laura was not polite and gave the order directly.
“Okay, okay.”
Jiang Mumu nodded obediently, and immediately reached out to take the suitcase's lever from Laura's hand.
The three people’s fuss has always attracted the curiosity of passengers at the airport gate.
But fortunately, the three of them spoke French. Except for a few French people, few people understood what they were talking about.
Even though there are a few people who understand French, it feels like they are chatting about fun things between friends.
Xiang Yang was very surprised that Little John and Jiang Mumu talked about some nonsense.
When he woke up and made breakfast, he checked his phone.
Two messages from Jiang Mumu came one after another, making him feel that this silly girl should take medicine again.
One was: Xiangyang! I curse you for not being a man! ! !
One is: Xiangyang! You should still be a man and be nice to my idol! ! !
"What are you laughing at? The rice porridge is almost mushy."
Seeing Xiang Yang frowning and staring at his phone, Liu Qianqian came over with a little displeasure.
"No, it's just that crazy fan of yours who talks confusingly." Xiang Yang quickly threw the phone aside and stirred the casserole with a spoon.
"You are talking about the girl named Mu Mu."
"Well, that's her."
Xiang Yang nodded, turned off the fire, and wrapped it in a dry rag Hold the end of the casserole and carefully place it on the pot on the dining table.
"I'm quite impressed with her." Liu Qianqian sat directly at the dining table and picked up a boiled egg soaked in cold water. "Mr. Xiang, I eat the egg white and you eat the yolk."
"Yeah, okay. Half a bowl of porridge?" Xiang Yang asked, nodding.
Liu Qianqian couldn't help but smile, "You can have a whole bowl. If I can't drink it, you drink it for me."
"Okay, sure."
"Hey, Mr. Xiang Don’t you mind drinking my saliva?”
"Haha."
On the other side, Little John, who had just arrived in Hangzhou, after a short rest, couldn't wait to let Jiang Mumu pull him and Laura to start their plan to visit 'Paradise'.
Although Hangzhou has not yet developed in 2009, the beautiful scenery of West Lake is full of praise.
“If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, it is better to wear light makeup and heavy makeup.” It seems difficult to describe the beauty in one or two words.
Looking up close, it is a quiet, broad and clear lake. Fish and shrimps are playing and chasing in the turquoise water. There are mountains in the distance, and the greenery is like a fairy under the sun. People are intoxicated here while walking in the forest.
"A wonderful first day." Looking at the scenery like a scroll, Little John said sincerely.
He felt that his trip was worth it. It turned out that the Chinese 'paradise' was so beautiful that people from foreign countries were willing to stop and quietly appreciate it, full of insights.
Until
“Bah, bah, bah, this fish is really unpalatable, it’s so sour.”
“I don’t like eating it either.”
"Jiang, I think we are friends. You should take us to a better restaurant. This fish is too unpalatable."
"West Lake vinegar fish." Jiang Mumu pursed her lips. Pointing to another dish, he said: "Why don't you try this dish? It's very famous, called Longjing Shrimp. It's made with green tea and shrimp. It's lighter and should be more suitable for the taste of you foreigners. "
Little John stared at the shrimps smelling of tea and blinked, "Ah, tea leaves, I know about tea leaves. Uncle An often invites me to drink tea, and he gives me a lot of them. "
"Uncle An?"
"Yes, he is Liu's father. He is a very elegant man."
"Uncle An, has that guy from Xiangyang even met Uncle An?" After hearing Little John's introduction, Jiang Mumu instantly knew who Uncle An was, and she asked with a sad face.
"Are you talking about Xiang? He has a very good relationship with Uncle An. He often goes to eat the meals cooked by Uncle An. The Chinese food cooked by Uncle An is delicious, and there is also the chef in their school. , the taste is better than here!" Little John awkwardly picked up a shrimp and put it in his mouth. It was tender and smooth, and had a hint of tea.
It’s just that the taste of this tea is not as good as what he drank at Principal An’s place.
Laura ate quietly, not caring at all what the two people were discussing. Anyway, in her opinion, when the two people chatted about Xiang Yang, it was no different than they lacked IQ.
“The shrimp tastes pretty good, Laura, give it a try.”
"Yes."
"Jiang, are you sure you have ordered all the special dishes here?"
"You have ordered them all. Aren't you full yet? You just ate So much!”
“I just feel that compared to the beautiful natural scenery here, the food here is like looking for water in the desert.”
“Uh, yours. You mean, is this a food desert?”
(End of this chapter)