"Lao Fang, when will this topic selection begin? When will it end?"

"It starts in October and ends at the end of the year...but."

Suddenly, Fang Xiu lowered his voice:

"Lao Xu, I heard this from hearsay. The reason why this opening was suddenly opened this year is because there are too many repetitive works in this New Year. All TV stations are offering gifts, and the lists submitted are all red, especially

It’s monotonous. The leaders in the station are also very worried... But I still have a doubt, that is, some documentaries are shot very slowly, and it may take a year or two. It seems that next year’s Starlight Awards will be too late..."

"It's normal, maybe it's just a rainy day."

After understanding what Fang Xiu meant, Xu Xin said:

"Maybe the leaders feel that next year's Feitian Award is a bit unsightly, and they want to pick a general out of the short ones. As for whether this opening will be opened next time or in the future, it depends on the response... In this way, Lao Fang,

You asked me to do the sum total, but it won’t end until the end of the year anyway. I have to think about it and see if there are any good topics to choose. Will we be in touch then?"

"Okay! Anyway, I just want to tell you."

Fang Xiu smiled and said:

"After all, since there is a chance to get a trophy in this kind of thing, I want to let you try it. I am helping you to inquire. What news can I tell you?"

"No problem, thanks."

"Hahaha, what are you talking about~...Okay, I'll hang up then."

"Yeah. Let's go out for a drink when we have time."

"Um!"

The phone hangs up.

Xu Xin rubbed his chin.

Starlight Award… Documentary…

Are you excited?

Definitely heartwarming.

But...what should I take a photo of?

He frowned and started thinking.

And in my mind, a vague picture flashed through my mind.

Um?

Suddenly, Xu Xin was stunned.

Instinctively, he glanced at the time on his watch.

The afternoon class is after 3 o'clock... If I go to a Xi'an restaurant for a meal now, it should be in time, right?

After thinking for a while, he dialed Zhang Jiao's phone number.

"Dudu... hello, Brother Xu."

"where?"

"I was planning to go to the cafeteria."

"What classes do you have in the afternoon?"

"Two sections."

"Well... forget it."

"Brother Xu is going out?"

"I'm planning to go out to eat...then you go to the cafeteria, I'll go by myself."

Seeing that there was nothing important, Zhang Jiao responded:

"Well...then I'll go to the cafeteria to eat."

"good."

After hanging up the phone, Xu Xin suppressed the thoughts rolling in his mind and walked directly to the school gate.

While walking, he sent a message to Sun Ting:

"Tingting, look for those documentaries about food on the Internet. Find some for me and download them."

Sun Ting replied instantly:

"Okay, Brother Xu."

He put away his cell phone, pulled on his mask, lowered his hat, and walked out of the campus.

He is now gradually able to understand the troubles of becoming famous.

Although the chance of being recognized when walking on the street is still low, it is near this school. If you are not careful, you can easily be surrounded by some scalpers.

It's quite annoying.

But maybe it was because the weather was hot today and there were few people, so he had a pretty smooth walk.

When we arrived at the parking lot, we opened the door and got in the car. The Volvo headed towards Xi'an Restaurant.

Xi'an Restaurant is the most authentic restaurant that he has ever eaten in Yanjing that serves Shaanxi cuisine.

Although the flavor of the fried noodles was not to his liking, the steamed buns tasted good.

The mutton kebabs are not bad either.

It's easy to queue up at noon.

When he arrived at the entrance of the restaurant, he saw a group of people queuing up to wait for the barbecue. He simply skipped the barbecue step and went inside to order a bowl of steamed buns. He didn't even cut them into pieces and cut them with a machine.

I was polite to others, shared a table, and sat on one side with my tickets, waiting.

While waiting, he picked up his cell phone and started checking.

The history of steamed buns, the history of noodles, specialties from various places, etc.

Following the vague feeling in his mind, he began to look up information.

However, although he had some inspiration in his mind just now, after checking it out, he found... that the gap between inspiration and reality was still quite large.

My thoughts were blocked for a while.

After browsing for a while, the steamed buns were served, and he put the phone aside for the time being.

The people sharing the table with me should be a family of three.

A middle-aged man in his 30s came for dinner with his parents.

Just by listening to the accent, he knew that this family must be from Guanzhong.

And the old man probably wasn’t very satisfied with the steamed buns served at Xi’an Restaurant. While eating, he occasionally muttered:

"What's this called? The steamed buns are all in soup."

"The mutton from Yanjing doesn't taste good! It tastes bad!"

"Son, you can eat the meat."

Xu Xin glanced at the old man and gave the piece of meat in his bowl to his son who was sweating on his forehead...

He instinctively picked up a piece of meat from his bowl.

What he wants is high quality and plenty of meat.

After taking a bite of the meat, I found that there was nothing wrong with the meat.

I didn't taste anything fishy or hard, it was obviously cooked from fresh meat.

It tastes similar to the food in Xi'an.

But watching the old man say "chai" while giving all the meat in his bowl to his son...he seemed to understand something in a daze.

Sure enough, the aunt next to me picked up the ticket for the steamed buns just now while eating.

"A bowl of eighteen... don't come to his house to eat next time. It's expensive and not delicious~ Do you want to eat some at night? Your dad and I will find some at the vegetable market and beat you when we go back~ Do you have much work in the afternoon?

?Let’s stew beef?..."

The elder brother next to him, who was eating steamed buns with his head down and snoring, seemed a little embarrassed.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! He glanced at Xu Xin vaguely...

Xu Xin quickly lowered his head and continued to pick up his bowl of steamed buns with chopsticks.

Just pretend you can't see or hear.

"The rented apartment is small, so don't worry about it. I've opened a hotel for you two right next to it. We'll go out to eat when we get back from get off work in the evening..."

"Opening a hotel for sex is a waste of money..."

“I don’t have a place to live~ and I don’t have much money!…”

The second elder is afraid that his son will spend money.
To be continued...