Wei Ziqian was as attentive as a hair, and he quickly noticed Zhang Yuanyuan's eyes.

"By the way, I just went out and bought some casserole porridge. There's quite a lot of it. Do you want to share half of it with you? The weather is too cold. Drink the porridge to warm your stomach."

Wei Ziqian's assistant directly covered his face from behind.

I'm sorry, you asked a female celebrity at one o'clock in the morning if she wanted to drink porridge. She had a shooting assignment the next day. Are you afraid that her face won't be swollen when she wakes up tomorrow morning?

Zhang Yuanyuan was originally very greedy, but when she heard this, she immediately let out a gasp. She quickly covered her mouth, stared down at her toes, and tried hard not to laugh.

Wei Ziqian also realized it now, his face felt a little burning, and it was indeed not very smart to feed a female star in the middle of the night.

"Thank you, no need, our room is ready." Yan Fuguang politely thanked him, "Then let's go up first."

"Oh, okay, don't bother me, see you tomorrow." Wei Ziqian blushed and waved.

Seeing Yan Fuguang enter the elevator, Wei Ziqian asked with a headache: "Brother Lun, was I particularly stupid just now?"

Wang Lun wanted to nod, but was afraid of damaging his confidence.

Looking at Wang Lun's hesitant expression, I realized there was something else he didn't understand.

Obviously I am usually cheerful and talkative, but when I meet Yan Fuguang, I am either speechless or talking nonsense.

Over there, Zhang Yuanyuan was already laughing like crazy in the elevator. Wei Ziqian looked too dumb just now!

Although Yan Fuguang won't gain weight if he eats late-night snacks, he stuffed himself with food as soon as they met, and it was still early in the morning. This kid is so innocent!

"If you smile again, you can see your stomach."

Zhang Yuanyuan couldn't stop hearing this kind of cold joke, and now she can't even straighten her waist.

Why is the smile point so low? Yan Fuguang was speechless.

As soon as the elevator arrived, Yan Fuguang quickly pulled Zhang Yuanyuan out, fearing that she would die laughing inside.

"Ouch, I can't help it. It's too funny. Mr. Mo can rest assured now. It's not difficult to get along with him. It's just a pistachio!"

Zhang Yuanyuan was giggling all the way, and she didn't stop even after entering the room.

"Just keep laughing. I'm going to take a shower and take off my makeup. Leave some for me when we meet later."

Yan Fuguang put on his slippers as soon as he entered the door. He had been sunken all day and his heels hurt when he stood.

Remembering that the temple of the five internal organs had not yet been filled in, Zhang Yuanyuan’s smile muscles finally smoothed out.

"Okay, okay, go quickly, what kind of flavor do you want, tomato beef brisket or tonkotsu barbecued pork?"

“Tomato brisket!”

A distant sound came from the bathroom along with the sound of water.

Zhang Yuanyuan took out a lunch box from the refrigerator. This was the bone soup she had prepared in advance.

There is a small refrigerator in the room, and she also brought an induction cooker and a pot, which is very convenient for sometimes making soups, desserts, etc.

Mo Yun has long said that Zhang Yuanyuan is a good cook. Now that Yan Fuguang is out filming, her cooking skills have finally been put to use.

Even when cooking a bowl of noodles, Zhang Yuanyuan is just like cooking a big meal, making sure to have all the color, flavor and flavor.

The time was very precise, and the noodles were just on the table when Yan Fuguang came out.

The sauce-red soup has noodles neatly lying in the middle, with a few small green vegetables and a large spoonful of tomato stewed beef brisket lying on it. There is also a small bowl on the table with a little sour beans, minced meat and shredded bamboo shoots.

Such a table is simply amazing.

Zhang Yuanyuan was also very satisfied with the results of her labor. When she saw Yan Fuguang coming out, she presented the treasure with anticipation.

"Try it quickly. Does it taste good? How is it salty?"

Yan Fuguang took a sip of the soup first. It was of moderate thickness and had skimmed off the oil. One sip was full of comfort.

"It's pretty good, and the salt taste is enough."

Zhang Yuanyuan knew that Yan Fuguang said that being good was equivalent to being very good, and as a chef, he was instantly satisfied.

"Fortunately, you don't diet, and my life is easy. Some people force their assistants to eat the same clear soup with little water, broccoli, chicken breast, chicken breast, broccoli every day in order to lose weight. They say they are afraid of being seduced, and the assistant has to carry it if he wants to have his teeth beaten."

It's really a hard life to sneak around with artists."

Take a sip of noodles and drink a sip of soup. This little day is full of happiness!

"You have quite a lot of little sisters." You even know about the secret tooth-beating ceremony.

"That's right, I'm known as Hengzhen Yihua. When I first started working, I was working with a team in Hengzhen. You can't even imagine how much gossip I heard in just two months. It was really exciting!"

Yan Fuguang smiled. I guess this was one of the reasons why Mo Yun recommended Zhang Yuanyuan in the first place. She was very strict but surprisingly popular. I don't know how she could be so successful in the gossip world where secret exchanges are important.

Although the two of them ate very quickly, it was still two o'clock after they finished cleaning up.

Zhang Yuanyuan urged Yan Fuguang to rest. He would be on site before eight o'clock tomorrow. If he didn't sleep, he would have no time.

Fortunately, Yan Fuguang's sleep quality has always been very good, and she had almost finished her aerobics when Zhang Yuanyuan came to call her the next day.

"I'm convinced, really!"

Zhang Yuanyuan knelt down directly to her: "You went to bed at two o'clock and you got up at six o'clock and did non-human aerobics for another hour?"

Yan Fuguang gave a normal hum, quickly took a shower, changed clothes and got ready to go out.

"Aren't you sleepy? Don't you ever want to be lazy any day?"

Zhang Yuanyuan is puzzled. Even by the standards of an artist, this is considered top-level self-discipline.

"Just get used to it." Yan Fuguang didn't think this was a hard task.

"That's right. The only thing that will be effective if you work hard is fitness."

As she spoke, Zhang Yuanyuan took a deep breath and felt her waistline again.

Well, it's not bad, I can still indulge for a few more years.

Zhang Yuanyuan quickly comforted herself and started a new day of work happily.

In fact, it is good to have such an all-around optimist assistant, and Yan Fuguang also likes to get along with Zhang Yuanyuan.

Why don't you tell Aunt Mo to increase the assistant's salary?

Zhang Yuanyuan still knows nothing about the possible salary package in the future. Today's shooting task is still very heavy, and her job is not easy either.

First we have to take a photo of the heroine and the male lead, then a group photo, and finally the highlight, a photo of Yan Fuguang riding in armor.

Although Xiling Cinema has not yet been completed, there is still a horse rental business.

In the afternoon, the staff brought a horse over. It was brown and not very tall. Its mouth was always moving, and I didn't know what it was chewing.

Ye Jingtian and the others even prepared the heroine's saddle. Instead of using the original one on the horse, it was meticulously carved and moderately distressed. It can be called a model of craftsmanship.

When changing the saddle, it was very quiet the whole time and looked particularly docile.

Yan Fuguang also changed her clothes and came over at this time. She wore a set of battle armor imitated from the cultural relics unearthed in the Eastern Wei Dynasty.

The material of the actual object was identified as rhinoceros leather and bronze. In order to make the effect more realistic, the crew also used a lot of leather and metal products. It can be imagined that this will be another long-term weight-bearing training.
Chapter completed!