Unconventional screenwriter

In Cheng Ze's memory, he seems to have only seen his second sister on TV, news and the Internet.

Since he came to this home three years ago, his second sister has not returned home for almost three years.

Every time he went to S city, the second sister was also working, so he said that there was no time to see him, but he went to see her secretly.

The second sister is on the stage. She looks better in real life than on TV. The little one has a bright and innocent smile.

He was standing in the middle of the crowd shouting for help, wearing a hat and a mask, looking at her quietly, he didn't even dare to speak out, just smiled silently.

He was afraid, afraid that he would be discovered if he made a sound, although his voice would definitely be faint among the crowd.

But just fear.

It was like he was afraid that he did something wrong, or how could the second sister keep hiding from him.

He is not stupid. He goes to S city again and again, and the second sister is not there again and again, and the second sister is always there when his parents go.He didn't want to go into details, but he really just wanted to know the reason, and then reconcile with the second sister.

Mother Jin gave a kind smile and said mildly: "Son."

"Yeah." Two voices.

Mother Jin glanced at her elder son inexplicably, "I didn't call you."

Then she turned her head, as if her face changed, mother Jin looked kindly at her little son who used to have a barbecue with Xia Yan, but now she put down the clip and blinked at her little son: "When will you go for the C exam?"

"next Saturday."

Mother Jin nodded in satisfaction: "Then you are preparing for the exam these days, you know?"

"Yeah." Cheng Ze nodded repeatedly, smiling brightly.

Jin Zhiyong put down his chopsticks, feeling very uncomfortable, and quite helpless: "Eh, Ms. Jin, I am also your son, why is the attitude towards me and Cheng Ze completely different? You are too partial. Right!"

Mother Jin gave her eldest son a cold look: "I don't have a wife at the age of twenty-five, and want me to have a good attitude? Let me tell you, the day I have a good attitude is the day you get married."

Single Zhiyong said with a bitter face: "What does your partiality have to do with me?"

Mother Jin's expression became more fierce: "I think it's related, okay?"

When Zhiyong heard this, he bowed his head and started to eat meat.

——Forget it, he still won't fight with this woman who can never fight.

Looking at the elder brother who was suppressed again, Cheng Ze and Xiao Xia Yan secretly laughed.

"Abba, my mom, I want to go to Seoul on Monday."

"why?"

"I'm going to the TV station to discuss my script."

He has contributed scripts to three major TV stations, one of which was the broadcast station of the play when he was a screenwriter assistant, but only two of them returned news to him. It probably meant to meet and talk about the script, which does not include the productions he participated in. The TV station of that drama is a pity.

Xiao Xia Yan and others were taken aback when they heard it, and then shouted loudly: "Could it be that your script was taken by someone."

Jin Sungze licked his lips unnaturally: "Uh, this is still uncertain. What is certain now is that they are interested in my script. I have to talk to know the final result."

Dad Jin, who has always been seldom talking, flushed with excitement, stretched out his hand and patted Cheng Ze on the shoulder.

"Nice job son." The fact that the TV station is interested in Cheng Ze's script shows that Cheng Ze's script is very well written. He also does business, and he still understands such things.

Xiao Xia Yan held Cheng Ze's palm tightly, her eyes gleaming.

"Oba, you are amazing. From then on, you are the person I admire the most."

Jin Zhiyong, who had also looked at Cheng Ze with a proud face, looked stiff.

He was the person Xiao Xia Yan admired most a long time ago. After a few years, Taeyeon made her idol debut, and Taeyeon became the person Xia Yan admired most.

And now, Cheng Ze will also become a great screenwriter, and it is logical that she has become the person Xiao Xia Yan admires most.

Jin Zhiyong suddenly felt that he was so useless, but Xiao Xia Yan was too shit.

She glared at Xiao Xia Yan, who was full of Cheng Ze in her heart, and his heart became more sad.

"My good brother, like me." Jin Zhiyong patted Cheng Ze on the shoulder vigorously.

Cheng Ze looked at everyone's proud appearance, both happy and a little worried. He was afraid that the final result would not be as good as his parents thought.

He is just a rookie after all.

"Parents, brother, Xiao Xia Yan, let's eat meat first, hehe." Seeing the fresh meat dishes spread over the table, Cheng Ze shook his head and smiled like a goose.

"Okay, let's eat meat, Cheng Ze is hungry, hahaha." Daddy Jin laughed loudly, drinking a few more glasses tonight.

The large pieces of high-quality beef's eye meat are very fresh. The white fat and the bright red lean meat are marbled, beautiful and greedy.

The moment the beef eye meat comes into contact with the hot roasting pan, it will make a sizzling sound, which is one of the colorful sounds of food.

After waiting for the meat to stand on the grill for a while, Cheng Ze picked up the tongs, gently picked up the meat, turned it over and bake it.

The baked side is tan, not black, not burnt, awesome!

Three layers of red and two layers of white pork belly are sliced ​​into thin slices. The red and white are distinct, like red and white roses, making it difficult to choose.

When the pork belly is grilled, it will make a sizzling sound. You can see the little oil flowers dancing on the iron plate. When you see the white meat sticking to the iron plate, you must turn it over in time.

The roasted golden-brown pork belly is a delicacy that no one can refuse.

The smell of meat filled the air, the family of five sniffed, and then swallowed all of them.

After cutting the beef into small pieces, Jin's Wukou strongly resisted the urge to do it.

At the sign of Papa Jin, several people raised the glasses in their hands. Some were pink juice, some were beer with orange bubbles, but everyone had a happy smile on their faces.

Father Jin smiled and said, "Congratulations to our Cheng Ze!"

"Congratulations to our Chengze!"

"Thank you." Cheng Ze pursed his lips and smiled.

Jin Zhiyong patted the shoulder of his younger brother, who would only "compete", and said fiercely, "Thank you."

"Yeah." Cheng Ze smirked.

With a "pop", the pain came from his arm, Jin Zhiyong covered his arm and looked at his puppet mother with shock.

"My mother, why are you hitting me?"

Mother Jin glared at him and said fiercely: "Who told you to beat Chengze? He is not in good health. What should I do if he is beaten."

Jin Zhiyong's face was pale: There really is no place for him in this home!

Dad Jin, Xiao Xia Yan, and Cheng Ze looked at each other and laughed.

Five pairs of chopsticks reached out in a tacit understanding, one after another they picked up a piece of fragrant barbecue, and couldn't wait to put it into your mouth. It was a bit hot, but the strong meaty aroma would make people close their eyes, and then savor the special Korean. The beauty of the cow.

Let's all start!

beef!

Pork belly!

chicken!

salmon!

...

Grilled sausage

Pleurotus eryngii!

sweet potato!

Put it on!