After Transmigrating Into An Idol Talent Show

Fanwai 7

The next morning, when Xu Zheran woke up, the seat next to him was already empty. Confused, he closed his eyes and patted the place where Qin Lu slept last night. There was no temperature, and he had obviously been up for a while.

He yawned and put on a sweater. After washing, he didn't wake up much. He drifted sleepily into the living room without seeing Qin Lu, then drifted to the kitchen, leaned on the door frame and rubbed his eyes, "Morning."

Qin Lu took the spatula and looked back refreshed: "Morning."

For breakfast, Qin Lu cooked porridge, and then made two fried eggs per person.

"Do you want to eat bacon?" Qin Lu thought it might be a bit too crude, so he checked the ingredients.

Xu Zheran got a lot of energy when he mentioned eating, and nodded: "Eat."

Qin Lu smiled, apparently noticing that Xu Zheran hadn't woken up at all: "go sit on the sofa for a while, it'll be fine in a while."

So Xu Zheran just got up with difficulty, and then slumped on the sofa peacefully.

After everyone got up one after another, they had breakfast together. Pei Jiangsheng lamented that he had never felt so comfortable in 800 years. He could sleep until he woke up naturally, and after getting up, he still had breakfast made by Qin Lu.

But at noon, when he smelled the aroma and found that Qin Lu was making fried chicken, Xu Zheran died of joy, but Qin Lu refused to help, and still watched the whole process, unable to drive away.

That's fried chicken!

fried chicken! ! !

This is the first time Xu Zheran smells the aroma of fried chicken after almost a year. In fact, Xu Zheran felt that it was difficult to endure only the boiled set meal for a long time. His happiness was greatly compressed, and because he did not eat carbohydrates, he often felt that he was not full.

Originally, Xu Zheran's favorite thing was to eat, but recently he often can't eat at all, and he loses his appetite when he sees the boiled set meal.

Qin Lu fried five people, so the fried chicken that looked like a hill gave Xu Zheran a strong sense of healing.

Pei Jiangsheng looked at Xu Zheran: "I didn't notice last night, you seem thinner than when I saw you before?"

Xu Zheran happily took a bite of the fried chicken, showing a happy look: "Thank you, so you can tell the truth. But I haven't seen you for about four or five years. Can you still remember me being fat and thin?"

Pei Jiangsheng: "...Although I seem to have met you backstage during the New Year's Eve two years ago, it makes sense!"

Xu Zheran bit the fried chicken and said vaguely: "It's okay, I like others to praise me for being thin."

Pei Jiangsheng raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Okay, little fat man."

Xu Zheran raised his eyes gloomily: "...you really still need to be beaten."

Qin Lu lowered his head and smiled for a while, then shook his head and said, "Don't talk to the two of you when you eat, and then talk after you eat."

In the afternoon, Qin Lu had nothing to do. He wandered to the pile of wood he saw in the yard yesterday, checked some design drawings on the Internet, and after studying it for a while, he decided to try to make something.

The others were fine, especially after Xu Zheran had just finished eating fried chicken, he was instantly revived with blood, and sat down with a horse next to Qin Lu, ready to help.

Yu Zifei also participated. The three of them were working in the yard and couldn't turn on the air conditioner or move the electric fan out, because it would raise the sawdust, so they were hot and sweaty, and they didn't feel much cooler when they rolled up their sleeves and trouser legs.

Hualin, on the other hand, is not interested in woodworking, so he moved a chair and sat in a place out of the sun to watch, and leisurely held the guitar and played and sang. When he got inspiration, he wrote it down and put it on the next album.

Pei Jiangsheng brought the African drum over and played with Hualin in a casual ensemble.

Qin Lu wanted to make a few swings and sit by the lake to watch the scenery.

In the evening, the prototype was first seen, but not much has been made for the time being, and it is not very stable.

Qin Lu still had time to complete the swing, but Xu Zheran and Pei Jiangsheng stayed here for two nights, so they couldn't see what the swing looked like when it was completely completed.

After dinner, they took a shower first, pulled up chairs by the lake and sat down in a refreshing suit, looking at the water and the green hills.

In the evening, Qin Lu lit a light on the boat. At night, he could see a lot of fireflies, flickering and flickering. From a distance, it was very dreamy.

They had a casual chat, sometimes laughing inexplicably, and then looked at each other and asked what you were laughing at.

I'm used to a fast-paced life, and I can't wait to compress the time to complete 10,000 tasks every day. Now I can chat slowly and leisurely, and even just watch the night in a daze, waste a little time, and be able to relax and let go of myself. It's a very exciting time. Emotional time.

Early the next morning, Xu Zheran and Pei Jiangsheng were about to pack up and leave.

Two people come noisily and go noisily, when they come, they go on a boat together, and when they go, the same is true.

Qin Lu pursed his lips and didn't speak when they got on the boat. Xu Zheran put down the suitcase, sat on the bow and stretched out his hand to Qin Lu: "don't be sad, I will definitely miss this time more than you."

Pei Jiangsheng once again destroyed the atmosphere of parting: "Yes, because Qin Lu's fried chicken is so delicious, you can't bear it, so you can't forget it."

Xu Zheran ignored Pei Jiangsheng and watched Qin Lu push his glasses: "By the way, I took a few pictures of you these days, and I'll go back and make a new set of emoji, remember to download it."

Qin Lu was startled: "when was it taken?"

Xu Zheran smiled: "Guess."

Seeing Xu Zheran saying goodbye to Qin Lu, Pei Jiangsheng turned to look at Hualin, trying to cultivate the emotion of parting: "I'm leaving Hualin."

Hua Lin lifted his eyelids lazily: "That's great, let's get out of here."

Pei Jiangsheng: "...???"

Your life, my life, seems to be different.

Pei Sheng is difficult.

Not long after the two left, Qin Lu heard the sound of a car engine coming from the other direction.

Here comes the next group of guests.