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While waiting for the brown sugar puree to solidify, Jing Xiaojun lay quietly in his room.
This was the first time that Si Mingnian traveled to reality. She looked around the room and silently called his name in her heart: "Si Mingnian, Si Mingnian, Si Mingnian"
She closed her eyes with a pious expression on her face, as if she was praying to the Buddha. Suddenly, she jumped up and walked to the bookcase, looking over it row by row.
She then discovered that the original owner¡¯s reading range was very wide.
¡° However, she could not find the key to the mystery by chance like Si Mingnian.
Time passed little by little, and she fell into a drowsy sleep. A nap could have refreshed her mind, but her sleep was not stable, and it was already evening when she woke up.
No one came to wake her up, they just wanted her to have a good rest.
She not only remembers Si Mingnian, but also ancient brown sugar. She grabbed a pair of slippers and walked out, only hearing whispers outside.
When I opened the door and walked out, I saw a group of people gathered around, no doubt they were watching the solidified brown sugar.
And standing next to her with her hands clasped in front of her chest was Si Mingnian, whom she had been thinking about and worrying about all afternoon.
She walked towards them slowly, looking at the man in disbelief.
The man raised his eyes and accurately captured the moving little woman. With deep concern in his eyes, he was wearing a white shirt, a thin suit, and the trousers were as casual as ever.
People who didn¡¯t hear the sound were still discussing softly: ¡°Keep your voice down, don¡¯t disturb Mr. Jing to take a rest.¡±
"This is the most delicate brown sugar I have ever seen."
"I can't believe it. Sugar cane turned into brown sugar right in front of my eyes?"
"I want to take it home for my wife to eat."
"Then you go and endure it yourself"
Jing Xiaojun had no intention of listening to their bickering. He only focused on the man leaning on the fence. He lightly opened his thin lips and said, "Xiaojun, are you awake?"
Everyone turned around and cheered: "Mr. Xiao Jing!"
Yan Yu happily ran over to pull her to see the brown sugar: "Look, look, it worked! It's really amazing!"
Yao Zicheng¡¯s eyes flickered back and forth between her and Si Mingnian, and he made up his mind for her: ¡°I¡¯ll shoot the rest tomorrow, the light is not good at night either.¡±
She looked at the delicate brown sugar from Si Mingnian, and she was always confident in making food. Just this morning, she was extremely confident in her feelings for Si Mingnian, but the moment she saw him, she felt filled with insecurity.
It¡¯s not that I don¡¯t trust him, it¡¯s that I found that I couldn¡¯t catch him. Will he suddenly return to the third world like today and never come back?
Gao Zhuo told Jing Xiaojun in a low voice: "Mr. Xiao Jing, Mr. Si will be back in the afternoon."
"Yeah!" Jing Xiaojun responded, not walking towards Si Mingnian, but tapping the brown sugar with his hand, "The light is pretty good now. Although it's a little dark, it can reflect the entire timeline from the timeline. A continuous movement of heaven.¡±
She said to the makeup artist: "Please touch up my makeup a little bit!"
Everyone felt that something was wrong with her mood, but they did not dare to say it. Since she said to continue filming, Yao Zicheng naturally has his own method.
There is no need for a set, and it is not difficult to take pictures deliberately showing the atmosphere at night.
Under the orange light, Jing Xiaojun carefully poured the brown sugar out of the mold. This process may be said to be complicated, but it is not complicated; it may be said to be simple, but it is actually a bit difficult. Although the width of each piece of brown sugar has been measured, the force of the shovel when cutting must be crisp and fast enough, otherwise it will not be cut smoothly. Unable to get neat brown sugar.
As if he wanted to get rid of all the worries and unhappiness in his heart, Jing Xiaojun made quick and precise cuts, and half an hour later, the long strips of brown sugar were not only cut, but also neatly stacked.
After half an hour, the long strips of brown sugar had turned into small cubes of brown sugar. The pieces are square and upright, just like a group of little fools.
Although she cut quickly and well, she did not dare to be sloppy at all; the hair on her forehead gently stuck to her skin, and small beads of sweat oozed from her forehead under the light.
In Yao Zicheng¡¯s shot, a white handkerchief appeared on her forehead. The handkerchief was gently pressed, wiping away her sweat.
Jing Xiaojun paused in his hand, raised his head and stared blankly at the owner of the handkerchief: Si Mingnian.
He stared into her eyes and smoothed his sweat-dampened hair with his hands: "We won't be filming today."
His eyes and tone were full of pity and love. This wave of dog food made everyone present unable to stay any longer.
Ning Shaomin¡¯s heart was relieved. Jing Xiaojun was showing off his energy. Who else but Ming Niannian would tell him to stop?
She opened the table cover at the right time: "Come, come, let's have dinner!"
Jing Xiaojun said calmly: "Mom, I can't eat it now, so I'm going back to my room first. Yan Yu, put these brown sugars away."
Ning Shaomin glanced at Siming Nian and responded: "Yeah, um, um, okay, you go and have a rest. If you are hungry at night, mom will cook you a midnight snack."
Jing Xiaojun knew that someone was following her, and she couldn't stop him anyway. She didn't show any pretense, but let him follow her into the house.
You¡¯re a matchmaker, I¡¯m waiting to be scratched! What on earth did you do?
She stared at him silently, waiting for him to confess.
Si Mingnian just stretched out his hand to take her into his arms, but she blocked him, "Why do you do this?"
"Have you guessed it?" Si Mingnian knew that he couldn't hide it from her. He confessed so easily, which left her confused. She picked up the important point and asked, "How long have you been there?"
Si Mingnian replied: "Only ten minutes."
Jing Xiaojun said: "It seems something happened again. The times were obviously parallel last time."
Si Mingnian said: "I'm afraid that is the case when time is parallel."
Jing Xiaojun said in shock: "Did you find anything?"
Si Mingnian looked at her with clear eyes, "Not much."
She pursed her lips and forced herself not to be sad, but she still couldn't help but ask: "Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to come back?"
Si Mingnian was heartbroken by her aggrieved look. He held her hand, but fortunately she did not refuse. They sat down beside the bed and said, "Xiaojun, I brought that book over."
What? ?
Jing Xiaojun heard countless objections in his heart: "No!"
She remained silent, pretending to be calm, and kept thinking about how to explain to Si Mingnian: He was not in the book at all.
He stood up and walked to the desk, opened the middle drawer, and picked up a book, which was "Dance of Rebirth".
It turns out that he came back when she was asleep and had already come in to see her. She was secretly annoyed, no wonder she had a restless sleep today.
Something big is going to happen! Mr. Si seems quite calm. Do you want to tell him about the third parallel world? (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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