The Ace Producer

After finally waiting for Su Tao to say the same thing and calm down, Ye Zhen thought about reminding her mother that Rong Chengjuan didn't know that she was Ye Yi's daughter, so she would find excuses to keep a distance from him, so that Su Tao would stop talking. Show any traces, so as not to cause extraneous problems.

"Okay, I'll listen to you. Mom knows that you like to do things from beginning to end. I won't force you to resign now. However," Su Tao was cooperative, but she was a little worried, "If you find that something is wrong, go home quickly. I feel wronged, huh?"

"Don't worry, Mom, your daughter is so smart, when did she suffer~"

Su Tao nodded suspiciously, then sighed again: "I didn't want to talk about the past, I didn't want you to entertain me at the beginning, you had to compete with me..." After speaking, Che Jilu went back to talking .

Fortunately, Lao Feng arrived in time and rescued Ye Zhen.

However, thinking that there was another one lying in the room, Ye Zhen felt another headache. She went home and opened the door, and she saw that Rong Chengjue had already taken off her clothes, her upper body was naked, and she was lying on the sofa with her panda pillow in her arms. Showing off that hunk of hot red on his back... and taking a selfie with his phone.

Seeing Ye Zhen coming back, Rong Chengjue immediately put down the phone and began to whine softly: "It hurts, oh, hiss—"

Ye Zhen raised her foot, stepped over his big lump, took out the wanhua oil from the room and handed it to him, Rong Chengjue pretended not to see it, turned her face inward with grinning teeth, and continued to cry for pain.

Ye Zhen still couldn't do the thing of repaying kindness and revenge, so she had to wipe off the medicine for him with a dull face, and found a cultural shirt sent by Huada Academy of Sciences for him to wear.

Rong Chengjue raised his hand, reluctantly put on the inferior cultural shirt, tugged at the hem of the clothes, and said pickily, "The blue lettering printed on the chest is so dirty." It didn't fit his gorgeous president image at all.

"Thank you just now," Ye Zhen turned a blind eye to his trickery, tried to clear away distracting thoughts, and said, "Also, I'm sorry for leaving you behind, but it's all old family affairs, so it's not convenient for me to explain anything to outsiders. "

"Oh, it's okay," Rong Chengjue said, and lay back on his stomach again, "Now that I've taken the medicine, I feel much better, um, I'm just hungry."

"The hot spot on your back is not small. Although there are no blisters, it's better to pay attention to avoid inflammation. What's A-Zhan's phone number, and I'll ask him to come pick you up?"

"Ye Zhen," Rong Chengjue drawled, "I'm hungry."

Ye Zhen paused, stretched out her hand towards him, and continued: "Give me A-Zhan's phone number, and I'll ask him to bring you something to eat on the way."

"I want to eat small fish stall cakes. I haven't eaten them for a long time."

"I'm not here—"

"I just watched it. The fish soup has been spilled, but the fish is still in the thermos. It can be cooked again. I want to eat it." Rong Chengjue sniffed pitifully, "It will be me again in a few days. Grandma's death day, hiss~, it hurts so much."

Knowing that he was pretending, but Ye Hao caught a glimpse of the thermos bucket that was put back on the table and the floor that was mopped fairly clean, and finally couldn't bear it anymore: "Leave after eating?"

"Leave after eating."

"Okay." Ye Zhen picked up the thermos and went to the kitchen.

The small fish stall cake that Rong Chengjue wanted to eat was actually not a finished dish, the name was chosen by himself, and it was his grandmother who made this dish first.

He was brought up by his grandmother. Six years ago, his grandmother passed away, which coincided with the time when Ye Zhen was giving him extra lessons. According to the customs in the countryside, during the few days from the death of the old man to the burial, the filial sons and grandsons will take turns to burn paper and kowtow in front of the coffin. Rong Chengjuan has a deep affection for his grandmother, so he hardly sleeps in those few days.

Ye Zhen didn't know this, she left a message on QQ to urge Cheng Jue to hand in his homework, but after a few days of urging, no one responded, and in a fit of rage, she acted like a senior sister and called to scold him. Unexpectedly, without cursing a few words, Rong Chengjuan burst into tears at the other end, crying, "What kind of senior sister are you, do you have any sympathy?", "My grandma is gone!" You're still scolding me", you can't be wronged. Ye Zhen was young at that time, and her aura was not strong enough, so she immediately softened up and made various excuses. The result can be imagined, except for hearing a lot of nonsense about "I am the most mischievous in the world but my grandma loves me the most" , and made a lot of messy promises.

According to his description, making the small fish stall cakes that his grandmother is good at is one of them.

The small fish are small miscellaneous fish caught when the water canals in the rice fields in the countryside are released. The pancakes are made of thin noodle cakes brushed with a shovel in an earthen stove. The small miscellaneous fish are cleaned and put in the pot with onion, ginger, garlic pepper and rapeseed oil. Stir-fry for a few rounds, then add dark soy sauce, rice wine, bean paste, and a few spoonfuls of well water to cook in a stew pot, it will taste like country game.

On summer evenings, under the old locust tree, I picked and ate fish with my grandmother around a low table, and then ate noodle cakes with fish soup sauce. These are Rong Chengjue's earliest childhood memories.

Ye Zhen listened to what he said was miserable, she had a short-circuited brain, and she really learned this dish, and when Professor Lin went to Rong Cheng's house to mourn, Professor Torin brought it with her.

Did not expect him to remember today.

"Here," Ye Zhen made a small fish stall cake, and made an egg fried rice, and served them on the table together, "I have a small pot here, and the ingredients are limited, so the taste may not be too authentic. If there are not enough dishes, there is still rice to eat. Bar."

Rong Chengjue got up from the sofa, and happily stood at the table to eat fish: "Well, this is the taste, delicious..."

Ye Zhen lowered her head and ate her egg fried rice without saying a word.

When he finally finished eating and was about to retreat to the sofa, Ye Zhen followed and lifted up the sofa cushion: "You said leave after eating."

"Well," Rong Chengjue nodded, "I'm waiting for Ah Zhan to pick me up."

"Have you really contacted him?" Why didn't she hear a single voice, "Show me the record." With the experience of being hospitalized together last time, Ye Zhen has no doubt that he can wait another night.

Sure enough, Rong Chengjue shook the phone in front of her: "I won't show it to you."

"Rong Chengjue!" Finally, Ye Zhen couldn't hold back when he provoked her, "Either give me A-Zhan's phone number, or," she reached out to **** it, "give me the phone!"

Unexpectedly, Rong Chengjue stretched out his hand, raised the phone high, and said, "Why didn't you ask me how I found this place?"

Although she didn't care much about it, she did only give him the address of the community: "How did you find this place?"

"The security guard in the community recognized me and told me on his own initiative. He also said that you live alone." Rong Chengjue said, "Ye Zhen, you deliberately misunderstood me because your family—"

"President Rong Cheng," Ye Zhen interrupted him, "I refuse you first, and my mother loses her temper later, these are two irrelevant things, please don't think about it, and please don't take yourself too seriously. "

"Then why..."

"You don't care what I'm doing!" What logical theorems, all those things that depend on calmness are all messed up, and she just wants to make the person in front of her disappear quickly, "Rong Chengjue, are you a man? Don't you have self-esteem? ?Can’t you see that I’m chasing you? How about your stubbornness to complete the four-year course in nine months? You’ve been splashed with soup and scalded like this, don’t you think it’s not enough? Do you want me to take something and beat you out? !

I let you go! ! "

The air suddenly sank.

"Okay," Rong Chengjue took off his deliberately soft and playful mask, took half a step back, and resumed his appearance in front of others, somewhat proud and determined, "I'll go."

After that, he stopped looking at Ye Zhen, turned around and picked up the dirty clothes he had thrown on the ground, picked up a plastic bag and put them in a plastic bag, walked to the shoe rack at the door, kicked off the slippers, and bowed to put on his own leather shoes. There is an injury on the back, and the figure is a little shaken.

Ye Zhen stood where she was.

Rong Chengjue left.

The sky outside the window was dim.

After a long time, Ye Zhen let go of the sofa cushion she held tightly in her hand, walked slowly to the door, and subconsciously looked at the corridor.

Slowly, someone came out of the shadows, approached her, and said softly, "Who are you looking for, me?"

Immediately, Ye Zhen wanted to retreat to the door.

Rong Chengjue stretched out his hand to hold the doorknob with quick eyes, and suddenly lowered his head and kissed her on the face, saying: "Okay, this time I'm really leaving~"

"..."