The recording process after that was much smoother. Under the control of the host, the recording time was also controlled within the expected time period, and then we watched the later editing and playback.

After the program announced the end of the recording, Xia Qingtian let out a long breath and looked at Master Fang, "Grandpa Fang, what's the next arrangement?"

"The late flight ticket is going to Kyoto." Fang Ye got up and said, "I don't have time to catch up this time. I'll see you later when I have a chance."

"Okay, then I'll make a special trip to visit you when I find an opportunity." Xia Qingtian said with a smile.

"Yeah." Fang Ye was in a hurry, so he didn't say a few more words, but the other two experts exchanged contact information with Xia Qingtian.

When Xia Qingtian left the recording site, it was past dinner time.

Although the director said that lunch boxes can be provided later, when he thinks of Mobius's good craftsmanship, Xia Qingtian thinks that the lunch box of the program team is not worth looking forward to.

After rushing home for the first time, Xia Qingtian simply washed up, took off his makeup and put on his home clothes, and knocked on the door of the next room rather rudely.

Soon, the door was opened by Mobius.

Mobius, who was dressed in home clothes, was still wearing a brown checkered apron, and was holding a spatula in his hand. His always indifferent and alienated face was filled with the smell of fireworks, and the air was also full of the smell of food: "Have you finished work?"

"Yeah, I'm starving to death." Xia Qingtian couldn't help but say after entering the room: "The white cheongsam that I photographed today is so embarrassing, I didn't dare to eat it for lunch, for fear that my stomach would protrude, If you keep raising your breath and keep your back straight, your back will be sore."

"Wow, it's all my favorite food." Seeing the dishes on the table, Xia Qingtian sucked in her saliva: "It's so good!"

"There's the last prawn with spring onion, we'll eat when it's out of the pot." Mobius went straight into the kitchen and brought out a plate of prawns with spring onion. Bowl of rice.

As soon as Mobius sat down, the meal was officially over.

"Is the filming going well today?" Mobius chatted with Xia Qingtian while holding the dishes.

"It's okay," Xia Qingtian said, not sure if it was smooth or not. Although there was a little interlude in the middle, the whole process came to a successful conclusion: "How about you? Did the work go well?"

Hearing Xia Qingtian ask about his work, Mobius's hand paused, and then he just laughed: "It's okay, that's it."

"Are you tired of being a special assistant by Mr. Gu's side?" Xia Qingtian asked curiously, "Do you have to take care of everything? Will Mr. Gu make any embarrassing requests for you?"

"How...why are you suddenly interested in this?" Mobius' heartbeat was a little flustered, but his face was still very calm.

"Isn't it about to record "The Best Intern"? I think the recorded internship units include the technical department, the creative department and the assistant department." Xia Qingtian took a sip of soup before answering: "I was thinking about entering the assistant department. , can you be a colleague with you, but you are the chief special assistant, so aren't we a department?"

Hearing Xia Qingtian ask this, Mobius breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought that Xia Qingtian had found something.

His original plan was to let Xia Qingtian enter the assistant department during the recording of "The Best Intern", and then he successfully became his special assistant. At that time, he confessed to Xia Qingtian again, and he just borrowed the title to say that it was a small surprise.

If it is handled well, Xia Qingtian should not be angry, or feel cheated.

After thinking about it carefully, Mobius decided to give Xia Qingtian a vaccination in advance: "Sunny day, there is actually one thing that I have always wanted to tell you, actually..."

Before Mobius could finish speaking, he heard a knock on the door.

"Huh?" Xia Qingtian looked at the door curiously. Speaking of which, she had been eating at Mobius's place for so long, she seemed to have never heard anyone come to Mobius' house to look for him.

"You continue to eat." Mobius counted the time, frowned slightly, it must be that Bai Yuqi that boy ran out of money, and was ready to blackmail himself again.

Thinking of this, Mobius is ready to drive people away.

Opening the door, Mobius frowned immediately before he had time to say what he wanted to say, and there was a look of panic and disgust in his eyes: "Why are you?"

"Yaoyang, are you still angry with me?" Outside the door, Yu Linwan's face was full of grievances, her hair was a little messy, and her shoulders were drooping.

Seeing Gu Yaoyang appearing in front of her like this, Yu Linwan's eyes turned red and she rushed into Gu Yaoyang's arms: "Yaoyang! I'm so afraid—"

Before he finished speaking, Mobius closed the door directly, Yu Linwan slammed into the door, and the whole person was numb.

She looked at the tightly closed door in disbelief.

Gu Yaoyang... actually shut the guests out!

This this……

This is definitely not something Gu Yaoyang would do!

Especially herself, she is the woman that Gu Yaoyang almost wants to join hands with for a lifetime, how can he do this when she appears in front of Gu Yaoyang with such a miserable appearance?

Slamming the door vigorously, Yu Linwan shouted, "Yaoyang! It's me! Yaoyang!"

Gu Yaoyang had a gloomy face, wishing that Yu Linwan who was outside the door would be tied up and thrown into the Pacific Ocean!

The sharp cry came through the door, and Gu Yaoyang turned his head stiffly and looked towards the dining table.

There, Xia Qingtian was holding a bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other, staring at himself in a daze.

"Qingtian, listen to my explanation!" With a thud in his heart, Gu Yaoyang immediately wanted to step forward.

"Don't talk!" Xia Qingtian took a deep breath, his eyes swept around Gu Yaoyang's body, and then his eyes fell on the table, as if he had made a long decision before picking up his chopsticks and continuing to eat his own meal.

Gu Yaoyang hesitated for a moment, then walked across to Xia Qingtian and sat down, picked up his rice bowl and continued to eat.

The two were too quiet, and only the sound of chopsticks and dishes tapped lightly, which contrasted sharply with the hysteria outside the door.

"Are you angry?" Gu Yaoyang asked while holding the soup bowl.

"Nonsense." Xia Qingtian said angrily: "If these dishes weren't too delicious, I would pick a plate and put it on your head!"

While talking, Xia Qingtian fiercely tore off a piece of meat from the chicken thigh, as if the piece of meat was not bitten from the chicken thigh, but from Gu Yaoyang's body.

Seeing this, Gu Yaoyang silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then silently rejoiced that his good skills could still be used at a critical moment.

"I'm full." Xia Qingtian put down the empty bowl and said, "Goodbye."

"What do you want to eat tomorrow?" Gu Yaoyang asked immediately.

"I won't be here in the future." Xia Qingtian gave Gu Yaoyang a sideways glance, and said coldly, "Good night, Mr. Gu!"

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