When You Are a Director, How Do You Become a Full-Fledged Superstar

Parking the car in front of a shop on the side of the road, Chen Mo turned off the car and got off.

Xia Qing, let's go, we're here.

Lin Xiaqing got off the co-pilot without wearing a mask.

According to Chen Mo, this place is not very chasing stars, and there is a high probability that you will not be recognized.

In the autumn of Longjiang, the sky is extraordinarily clear.

The sky is clear blue, there is no cloud at all, there is no cloud in the sky, the blue sky is like washing.

On the side, a brick building with a plaque hanging on it.

Yulin tendon cake?

Lin Xiaqing looked at the plaque, looked at Chen Mo, and asked:

Chen Mo, is this the food you're talking about?

Ha ha.

After laughing twice, Chen Mo locked the car, walked to Lin Xiaqing, suddenly pulled Lin Xiaqing's little hand, and said:

That's right, it's this shop, Yulin tendon cake. When I was in college, this shop has been open for more than ten years. Now, I'm afraid it has a history of twenty years.

However, Lin Xiaqing did not listen to Chen Mo's introduction. At this time, Lin Datian was a little confused.

A flush of red rose on the pretty face.

Huh? Xia Qing, what's wrong?

Holding Lin Xiaqing's little hand, Chen Mo was about to walk forward, but he felt that Lin Xiaqing did not follow him.

Turning back, looking at Lin Xiaqing with a flushed face, he asked suspiciously.

You...you...I...

Lin Xia was hesitant, staring at Chen Mo's big hand, not to mention his face, his neck was red.

Chen Mo followed Lin Xiaqing's gaze, looked at the hands of the two, and suddenly realized something.

It was like an electric shock on the hand, and it was instantly released!

Uh...uh...that...

Chen Mo finally knew why Lin Xiaqing blushed.

Although the two have slept in the same bed for two nights since they met, they have never done anything.

Later, even if there were some intimate actions, he saw some pictures of white flowers, or Lin Xiaqing held his arm.

As for holding hands, the two have never met.

This time, it was the first time the two held hands.

That, Xia Qing, I didn't mean to...that...

Chen Mo is now somewhat incoherent.

Although holding hands seems more intimate than holding hands, after all, the two of them will lean into each other's bodies.

However, this is generally understood as a social etiquette, especially on solemn occasions.

But holding hands is different.

No matter what the occasion, apart from helping, holding hands between men and women is not what normal friends should do.

Oh...it's nothing...then let's go eat gluten pancakes, I'm hungry and my stomach is growling!

Yes, yes, eat gluten cake, this thing is delicious, very strong!

Chen Mo hurriedly turned around and walked towards the tendon cake shop.

...

It was an episode, accidental and not accidental.

Lin Xiaqing found an empty table and sat down on his own, and Chen Mo went to order.

The store is not big, with only a dozen tables.

The decoration conditions are average, that is, it is on the same level as the small restaurant that Lin Xiaqing ate when he was in college.

As for the sanitary conditions, not to mention, it can only be said to be fairly clean.

Lin Xiaqing has never eaten in such a small shop since his debut.

Now there is a feeling of revisiting the past, which is quite interesting.

Come on, tendon cake, Xia Qing, hurry up, try it while it's hot.

Chen Mo, who trotted over, was holding a plate in his hand with five burritos on it.

Is this a cookie?

Lin Xiaqing took apart two pairs of disposable chopsticks, handed one pair to Chen Mo, the other pair for his own use, and a burrito.

Well, these are tendon pancakes. In fact, they are similar to the burritos sold at the Modu food stalls, but the dough pancakes are stronger, and the dishes inside are also very different.

Lin Xiaqing looked at Chen Mo, then at the tendon cake, and under Chen Mo's encouraging eyes, he tried to take a small bite.

The entrance is strong, there are vegetables, shredded potatoes, and it seems that there are shredded pork inside...

I don't know if I'm really hungry, or if this Yulin tendon cake tastes really good, Lin Xiaqing just feels that the mouth is full of fragrance.

Mmmm, no...wrong...you are...weird...eating.

With the tendon cake in his mouth, he let Chen Mo eat it while biting it.

Chen Mo saw that Lin Xiaqing was still used to eating, so he also picked up a tendon cake, took a big mouthful, and the small half of the tendon cake went into his mouth.

Sister, look at the elder sister who is eating, she is so beautiful.

Tomorrow is November, the middle school is off half a day early, and the boss's youngest daughter just arrived home and is helping in the shop.

Yeah, my sister is busy in the store every day, and I have never seen such a beautiful woman before. Besides, why does she look familiar?

Not only the two sisters, but every diners who entered the store couldn't help but glance at Chen Mo and Lin Xiaqing.

Brother, that handsome guy is so handsome.

Che, how can I be handsome, that beauty is beautiful... However, it seems to look familiar.

Half an hour later, Chen Mo and Lin Xiaqing, who were full of food and drink, started the car again and continued north.

In the store, everyone looked through the windows and watched the two who drove away in a luxury car, and couldn't help but admire.

That handsome guy is very rich and drives a Mercedes-Benz!

Haha, if you have the ability, you can also drive a Mercedes-Benz. Look at the person sitting in the co-pilot, how can that car be bad? However, that beauty seems a little familiar, I feel like I've seen it somewhere before...

Cut, with your salary of 3,000 a month, you still look familiar...

What the hell!

However, before the man's words were finished, he was interrupted by a groan.

Look at the TV, isn't that the beauty just now?

A dozen people in the room, including the boss's two daughters, turned their heads to look at the TV hanging above the bar.

What is playing inside is the replay of the award ceremony of the Imperial Capital Music Festival.

At this moment, Lin Xiaqing is giving his acceptance speech.

Omg!

Sister, it's Lin Xiaqing! It's really Lin Xiaqing! Did you eat dinner at our house?

...

What do you say this love will never change

say i love you

I still don't have you, I'm still myself

It was just a game and a dream...

In the car, there was a game and a dream sung by Lin Xia.

How about it, are you still used to eating?

Chen Mo asked.

Well, I'm used to it, it tastes really good.

Chen Mo smiled and continued:

Actually, it doesn't taste that good, but it just so happens that you're hungry.

Chen Mo continued:

In the past, every time I went home from vacation, the bus I was on would stop here, and passengers could get off to eat and take a break.

Chen Mo's tone was full of memories, and Lin Xiaqing listened carefully.

The nostalgia is even more timid, and I'm talking about Chen Mo now.

Some stories, some words, can only be told on specific occasions.

Lin Xiaqing felt that this was the best opportunity to learn about Chen Mo's past.

Lin Xiaqing, who was giggling in his heart, had a serious look on his face, doing what a listener should do.

She really wanted to know what the former Chen Mo was like.