Qin Guan's chopsticks pierced through the skin without any obstruction. Under everyone's gaze, he pulled out a large piece of streaky pork and put it into his white porcelain bowl filled with rice. Everyone at the table was shocked.
Hu Jun, who hadn't gone up the mountain with Qin Guan that morning, was in a bad mood. He was known as the most forthright and righteous person in the crew, who liked to eat without meat, yet he had been provoked at the table.
If Qin Guan had been eating like this, everyone at the table would have been able to eat the leftovers.
Unconvinced, Hu Jun picked up his chopsticks again, intending to eat the Dongpo Jerky in the crock pot.
The collision between the red meat and the snow-white teeth made people's hearts beat faster.
Qin Guan inserted his chopsticks into the meat and put it into his mouth. He had expected the meat to be soft and tender, but the skin was surprisingly elastic and not sticky.
In a few seconds, the whole piece of meat melted in his mouth like jelly in winter.
The gravy flowed down the tip of his tongue to the base. When he swallowed it, he felt like he was floating in the air.
It's so delicious! Only this kind of meat can match the soft white rice of the Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces!
As soon as the meat entered his mouth, he stretched out his chopsticks. Don't talk about being reserved in front of the Dongpo Jerky!
Everyone at the table saw Hu Jun and Qin Guan competing to see who could eat more. Sister Xue almost buried her head in her bowl.
He was too ashamed to face the people of Jiangdong. The most speechless thing was that Hu Jun's agent was also there. Sister Wang Jingcao not only did not stop them, but also watched with great interest.
In less than ten minutes, an old earthen jar was empty. Before Qin Guan could even lift his head, his chopsticks were poking the jar with a clanging sound.
What? That's it? Qin Guan looked up regretfully. What are you looking at?
Everyone watched as Hu Jun choked from eating too much.
He was an ordinary person after all, so he couldn't compete with Qin Guan's eating speed. Hu Jun, who was also more than 180 centimeters tall and much stronger than Qin Guan, was defeated in the battle of food.
It was quiet in the cafeteria. All the onlookers looked at Qin Guan's abdomen. There was not even a slight bulge. Where did he eat?
The people at Qin Guan's table weren't as relaxed as the people at the other tables. Every one of them grabbed a bowl and scrambled for food, as if they hadn't eaten for three days.
This kid had finished the whole jar of meat. If they didn't hurry up, the whole table would be in his stomach.
"Sister Wang, I'm full. I'll go out to digest the food. You guys take your time!"
The open-minded Hu Jun gave Qin Guan a thumbs up when he saw that he had been defeated.
Did something happen that I don't know about? Before Qin Guan could ask, Sister Xue said with her face still in the bowl, "There are no more shrimps left. Eat yours."
"Oh..." Qin Guan forgot what he had been about to ask.
The rice in Huang Bo's mouth instantly sprayed out from his nostrils.
'Oh my God!' Why does it feel like a drama when we're having a meal?
Then, she looked at Qin Guan's worried expression.
The rest of the rice was sprayed back into the bowl.
Is there any way I can eat this bowl of rice?
Wang Jingcao was a little worried when she saw the scene at the entrance. Liu Tao, who had been paying attention to Hu Jun's movements, followed him out of the hotel after he walked out.
This is bad. Hu Jun's wife is also an outstanding actress of the People's Arts Club. Hu Jun's charisma is too strong, and his character is similar to Qiao Feng's.
It's not surprising that Liu Tao, a newcomer, would be fascinated by such a mature and forthright man. I just hope that they can control themselves and not cause any scandals.
As a married man, an extramarital affair would have a serious impact on him.
After the meal, Qin Guan and Huang Bo washed up and lay down on their own beds. Neither of them turned on the lights or closed the curtains.
The white moonlight shone through the glass and sprinkled on the simple cement floor in the room. The fine cotton fluttering in the air was illuminated by the romantic moonlight and danced.
Far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, Qin Guan didn't know how long it had been since he had last enjoyed the peace and quiet of nature.
The two relaxed and lay down on their beds. Unfortunately, Huang Bo fell asleep before Qin Guan did.
"This guy is snoring …" Qin Guan was woken up by the deafening snoring.
Knock, knock, knock.
Someone knocked on the door. "Qin Guan! What's up? Come out and play! "
Lin Zhiying appeared at the door, speaking Mandarin with a Taiwanese accent. Yes, I've been invited to dinner that night.
Qin Guan got off the bed, wiped his face in the small pool and walked out of the room.
When Qin Guan walked out, he saw that there were many people outside. Qiao Feng and Murong Fu were there.
"Where are we going tonight? What can we do in the ravine? "
They walked out of the hotel, pushing and shoving each other.
There were four or five modified cars parked on the dirt road parking lot in the front yard of the hotel.
"Where did you find them? How could there be such cars in the ravine? "
Qin Guan was shocked. You guys are too powerful to come here to shoot a film.
Speaking of cars, Lin Zhiying became proud. He felt that he was a racer first, then an actor. Wherever he went, whether it was for an event or a film, as long as the duration was long, he would definitely go to the nearby city to check out the sports car market.
Small groups were the same everywhere. Modified cars existed in cities big and small. Because the shooting time of "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" was very long, Lin Zhiying bought a good car in a nearby city on the second day of her arrival in Zhejiang.
Although the mountains in Zhejiang were not as dangerous as those in Sichuan, the ever-changing road conditions attracted a large number of racing enthusiasts.
Because of Lin Zhiying, she had naturally joined the local traffic jam group.
As an actor, he would buy a car and a house after making money.
As a man, cars were his favorite. Therefore, under Lin Zhiying's recommendation, each of the main actors in the crew bought a good racing car.
Fortunately, he had only joined the crew recently. Otherwise, he would have been tricked by them into taking one of the cars.
"Let's go! Let's go!"
"Qin Guan, whose car are you getting in?" Lin asked gently.
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