Chapter 29 You can criticize me, but you can’t criticize my idol, OK?
[Sure enough, Cheng Ling still likes Bai Muchuan, as proved by giving him dried fruits. 】
[I think Cheng Ling didn’t want to give it to her before. It was Bai Muchuan who said he wanted to give her a sleeping bag, and Cheng Ling said he wanted to give her nuts. 】
[I think so. Cheng Ling is the kind of person who respects me a foot and I respect you a foot. 】
[And whether you like someone or not can be seen from their eyes. So far, has Cheng Ling given Bai Muchuan an extra glance? not at all. Maybe it’s to cooperate with the company’s hype. Anyway, both of them are from the same company, and the hype created by them will not make it easier for outsiders. 】
Cheng Ling gave him half of the roasted dried fruits, and she wanted to keep the rest for emergencies.
She used a wooden stick to poke at her pile of dried fruits. The chestnuts had so much flesh that they would burst open at the slightest touch.
It's easy to get burned.
She raised her head and said to Bai Muchuan: "Be careful when you eat it. The freshly roasted dried fruits are easy to explode..."
Bai Muchuan glanced at Cheng Ling with suspicion and vigilance, then looked at the dried fruits and swallowed.
No words were spoken.
Cheng Ling looked at Bai Muchuan's cautious expression and was speechless.
I am not a savage beast, do I need to be so defensive...
"Don't worry, it's not poisoned and it doesn't have any special meaning. You don't have to worry about what I will do to blackmail you..." After thinking about it, Cheng Ling continued to talk casually, "It's not easy for your sister to take good care of you - —She told me that she wanted me to take care of you on the show.”
The entertainment industry is chaotic and deep. It is not easy for Bai Qingcen, a beautiful star, to not only protect herself and work hard, but also take care of such a younger brother with cerebral palsy.
Cheng Ling thought sincerely.
At the other end of the screen, two lines of hot tears streaked across Bai Qingcen's face.
More than ten years!
More than ten years!
She never thinks about how much she has suffered because of her cerebral palsy brother. Even if someone feels sorry for her, she never takes it seriously.
On the contrary, a casual sentence from the program Mile Ling made Bai Qingcen's eyes sore.
He even wanted to snuggle into Cheng Ling's arms and listen to her say a few words of love for him.
What's wrong with you?
Bai Qingcen wiped his tears, his eyes could not be swollen from crying, otherwise Big K would have to scold himself to death tomorrow——
She couldn't bear to take her eyes away from Cheng Ling's face——
Cheng Ling's face was something I always hated in the past.
Now it is so pleasing to the eye no matter how you look at it.
Is it just because she saved herself?
It doesn’t seem to be entirely——
No matter so much, Bai Qingcen grabbed her phone and looked through her address book - she must find a way to help Cheng Ling get along well in the entertainment industry!
Bai Muchuan, who was thousands of miles away, lowered his guard and said, "Then I won't be polite."
——For the sake of my sister, I will feel at ease eating it.
He was also so hungry that he didn't care about the heat and picked up a chestnut from the ashes.
I was burned unprepared, and then my hands were flailing, and I was blowing air-conditioner from my mouth. When it was no longer so hot, I casually rubbed the black ash on the surface of the chestnut on my pants a few times, and then bit open the chestnut with my teeth.
His face was covered in ashes.
Bai Muchuan's eyes suddenly lit up.
Oops!
The skin is thin and the flesh is full, golden and elastic, and the unique aroma of chestnuts instantly fills the mouth and nose.
Fragrant and soft!
Bai Muchuan kept shouting: "Wow! These chestnuts are so delicious! Brother Jiang, don't you try one?"
Jiang Qiyun raised his eyes and saw that Cheng Ling was loading another pile of dried fruits into a cloth bag, obviously not intending to give them to him.
Although he wanted it, Jiang Qiyun couldn't have it. So, he swallowed and refused: "No, I'm full of rabbit legs."
How can a rabbit leg be full?
Cheng Ling understood in her heart, but she didn't say anything and silently lowered her head to collect the dried fruits.
She didn't want to get too involved with these two male celebrities——
Giving dried fruits to Bai Muchuan out of humanitarianism is also a banner of Bai Qingcen. Even if the black fans arrange something for her in the future, his company can come out and declare that Cheng Ling only takes care of Bai Muchuan for the sake of Bai Qingcen's face.
Jiang Qiyun listened to Bai Muchuan blowing the dried fruits and praised them repeatedly as he ate them. He watched Cheng Ling carefully put away the dried fruits and put them back into her backpack. When Cheng Ling sat down again, he asked: "You have these dried fruits? Is there any special way to bake it?”
"There is no special roasting method. The main thing is that the dried fruits are of good quality. They are delicious if they are cooked casually."
Bai Muchuan froze as he ate the dried fruits: Are the dried fruits in this place so good?
When the show is over, I will definitely buy a hundred pounds and take it back to my sister!
Poor Bai Muchuan didn't know that what was waiting for him after he got off the show was a punch from his elder sister.
Cheng Ling filled the fire with branches again, and Jiang Qiyun was beside him to help.
A few more branches were placed behind the fire, and choking blue smoke rose.
Cheng Ling picked out the firewood that was smoking green, covered it with sand and put it out, and replaced it with other branches.
Jiang Qiyun couldn't help but ask: "Hey, Cheng...Teacher Cheng," he chose a more polite name, "Do you know why some branches emit green smoke? All I pick is dry firewood. ?”
Cheng Ling is not at all disgusted with the title "Teacher Cheng". It even reminded her of the days when she was an instructor leading students for special training.
"That's because these firewoods look dry, but they are actually very damp. These firewoods should be close to the ground. Because there is moisture on the surface of the land, it penetrates into the firewood, and it is difficult to see the moisture with the naked eye." Cheng Ling picked up a piece of firewood, leaned into the firelight and looked carefully, and handed it to Jiang Qiyun, "Look, this side of this firewood should be close to the ground. You can press it lightly with your fingers and feel the moisture."
A strange sense of familiarity came up.
Jiang Qiyun blurted out: "Yingge."
Cheng Ling snapped the firewood in her hand.
She slowly raised her head.
A chill came from nowhere, and Jiang Qiyun couldn't help shivering.
"Huh?" Cheng Ling stared into his eyes and uttered a single syllable.
Jiang Qiyun rubbed the goose bumps on his arms, wrapped his clothes tightly, and continued: "...Have you read the book of this author?"
The chill disappeared without a trace.
Cheng Ling lowered her head, picked up a stick, and continued to stir the fire. "I know a little bit."
To be honest, her scalp was numb just now.
She thought that the vest of her identity as a writer had fallen off.
For a moment, she even thought of how to silence her.
Jiang Qiyun didn't know that the girl in front of the fire had a momentary killing intention, but was extremely excited.
"I like Yingge! If I can play a role in a Yingge work once in my life, I will die without regrets!" Jiang Qiyun looked longing, "I like her first work the most, and I like hiking because of this work. Just now, you explained to me how to choose firewood, which made me think of the heroine in it."
Speaking of idols, Jiang Qiyun chattered nonstop.
"I guess he must be a muscular and intelligent person in real life..."
Cheng Ling had a blank expression on her face, and in her heart: It makes people feel embarrassed.jpg
"...I think his book is really great, immersive, especially the Amazon adventure part, full of twists and turns. After reading it, I went to Amazon and found it was exactly the same as what the author wrote." Jiang Qiyun took a breath, and seeing that Cheng Ling had no reaction as before, he belatedly asked: "What do you think of his book?"
Cheng Ling pursed her lips.
What could she say?
Praise it, it feels shameless.
Criticize it, after all, it is also a work that she has put a lot of effort into.
So, she could only vaguely say: "Not bad. The character portrayal is not deep enough, but the plot is still attractive."
The smile on Jiang Qiyun's face disappeared.
Barrage.
[Hahaha, just like when I try my best to recommend my idol to my friends, but the other party calmly analyzes the shortcomings of the idol! ! ! ]
[Actor Jiang is visibly unhappy! ]
[Jiang Qiyun OS: You can criticize me, but you can't criticize my idol, OK? ]