Why should he wash the dishes that he worked so hard to wash? Throw away the chopped tomatoes?

Although Yu Chenxue was very confused, he was not a person who would embarrass or embarrass the other party in public, at least not in terms of the character he usually pretended in front of Zong Qi.

So he pretended not to see the dishes dumped in the trash can, and walked out of the restaurant very naturally carrying the sterilized plates and bowls, and thoughtfully set them up for Zong Qi who was serving the dishes.

For two people to eat, Zongqi usually cooks two or three dishes at most, but today, after all, he came to Professor Yu's house as a guest, so it was a bit too stingy to cook only two dishes, so he made four dishes.

Tomato scrambled eggs,? Chili fried meat,? Boiled lettuce and a minced pepper sea bass.

Tomato scrambled eggs are the most common kind. Zong Qi is not used to eating sugary ones, so when picking tomatoes, pay attention to picking the ones that are not sour but more expensive. Stir-fried pork with chili is the simplest home-cooked dish, nothing special, the meat is pork belly, it tastes very fragrant. Boiled lettuce is boiled in water, and then sprinkled with soy sauce and various seasonings,? Put some garlic,? It smells very fragrant. The peppers chosen for the chopped pepper sea bass are seasoned. Zong Qi considered that he didn’t know if Yu Chenxue could eat spicy food, so it actually tasted more like steamed.

After taking his seat, Zong Qi stared nervously at Yu Chenxue, watching him taste each dish gracefully one by one.

It's a pity that Yu Chenxue is a master at controlling his facial expressions, he ate them one by one, and the smile on his face never changed, which made Zong Qi very uneasy.

Finally, after eating the tender fish, Yu Chenxue smiled, "It's delicious."

Although Yu Chenxue doesn't pay much attention to appetite, she is pampered and pampered on weekdays, and has tasted countless delicacies.

The chefs of the star-rated hotels usually deliver meals in the safe room of the hotel, and the executive chef of a Michelin-starred hotel came to the apartment to cook a few meals for Zong Qi. The usual dishes on weekdays are either French or Japanese. Cantonese and Sichuan dishes are mostly big dishes, and it is true that I seldom eat such home-cooked dishes.

In all fairness, this meal has to compete for a delicious ranking, and I'm afraid it won't rank among Yu Chenxue at all. But when he thought about who did it, he felt very happy.

The black-haired young man sitting opposite let out a long sigh of relief: "As long as Professor Yu likes it."

Today's dish looks simple, but Zong Qi put a lot of thought into it. Now that he has received affirmative and satisfactory evaluation, he is relieved all of a sudden.

When they ate at Yu Chenxue's house twice before, they didn't talk much.

The main reason is that Zong Qi is usually hungry when eating, and his eyes are only on the food, and he is not in the mood to say anything to cheer up the atmosphere. Yu Chenxue guessed that he often ate alone, seeing that Zong Qi didn't mean to chat while eating, so he didn't ask too many questions.

But this time was different, when Zong Qi lowered his head to pick up the rice, stuffed his mouth full, and swallowed like a hamster, the man opposite suddenly spoke.

"How is Xiaoqi's sleep status recently?"

Zong Qi quickly swallowed the food in his mouth, "It's pretty good."

It's really good. Recently, there is nothing to worry about, and the employees still send a lot of things to the door. I have to say that thanks to the group of veterans on the last train on the 44th, otherwise he would not have been able to touch the threshold of the Pisces Jade Pendant script so quickly.

"That's good."

Yu Chenxue glanced at him, but she didn't find any obvious dark circles on the young man's face, so she lowered her head again, "When I was working as a sleep aid last time, I always felt that Xiao Qi seemed to have something on his mind."

"If you often suffer from insomnia, you can actually learn to hypnotize yourself."

Zong Qi asked curiously, "Hypnotize yourself? Can you also hypnotize yourself?"

"sure."

The professor of psychology easily grasped the direction of the conversation, and effortlessly led the prey into the trap he expected.

"Well... for some reasons, I often receive commissions to play different characters."

Yu Chenxue said: "These commissions are very interesting. It's a bit like making a movie. Each participant is assigned an identity, and the participant needs to match this identity to perform role-playing."

"It's just that this is different from role-playing. The client needs to really put himself into the role from the heart, and I enter the play by hypnotizing myself."

Zong Qi froze for a moment, his expression was shocked and strange.

He was still thinking of some way to hook up with Yu Chenxue before, but now the other party threw a chance and stunned him directly.

Do you want to ask "Is the professor also an actor" and hook up with him?

Zong Qi thought for a while.

Because Zong Qi handed it over to the system during the screening of Horror in the Deserted Village before, but the system messed up and made a lot of mistakes, directly doubling the number of actors holding the system several times. There were also some related discussions on the Internet, and some even rushed to the hot search, but all of them were suppressed by the authorities, including the accounts of those discussions, but in the end it still made this matter an urban legend. So even if Zong Qi followed the topic, there would be no problem, at most it could only be a coincidence.

I don't know why, it is obviously a good opportunity, but Zong Qi intuitively feels that this is not the time to say it.

At least, the next sentence cannot be answered in this way. Otherwise, if Professor Yu finds out that he is the director Q who cheated the artist behind his back...Zong Qi feels that he still needs to cover his vest.

So he had no choice but to continue to pretend to be interested and asked: "Sounds like a very interesting game, a bit like making a movie?"

Yu Chenxue took his expression into his eyes, and most of the doubts in his heart disappeared.

Normal actors would not expose themselves in front of other actors. Obviously, no one knew better than Yu Chenxue that Zong Qi was also bound to the actor system.

If it is related to the director, it is absolutely impossible to react in such a shocked and guilty manner when hearing this, people's micro-expressions can't lie. But with Zong Qi's usual performance, Yu Chenxue felt that it was unlikely that he would hide it from her. Even if there was, it could only be arranged by director Q.

This time, Yu Chenxue took the topic lightly: "So last time I wanted to ask Xiaoqi, do you want to learn hypnosis with me? If you can master this technique, you won't have trouble falling asleep in the future .”

Zong Qi: "Ah... good, good."

Help! Professor Yu must have found some clues in one step!

Unexpectedly, the professor of psychology chuckled: "Don't panic, it's actually not difficult."

Speaking of this, Zong Qi suddenly remembered something.

As the only S-level actor, the artist has performed more than 80% of the myths all the year round. An advanced search for his deeds in the actor forum can yield hundreds of pages.

No one knows why the artist can achieve such a high degree of interpretation. Zong Qi didn't know either. When he was filming the haunted building, he even stared at Yu Chenxue, only to find that his deduction speed was rising slowly, which did not conform to the slow crawling pattern of others at all.

After hearing Yu Chenxue's personal showdown and hypnotizing himself, this doubt was finally answered.

No wonder there is such a high degree of interpretation every time.

Zong Qi broke into a cold sweat in his heart. This person became so ruthless that he even hypnotized himself. If you hypnotize yourself, wouldn't you be able to perfectly assume the role?

It's really cheating to study psychology.

But Yu Chenxue said so, Zong Qi really wanted to learn, so he tentatively said: "Well, I will try, but I have never had any talent in this area."

Yu Chenxue laughed: "What are you thinking about? Orthodox hypnosis is the simplest teacher-in-training relationship. It is difficult to learn systematically. I will only teach you the simplest part, which can be used to hypnotize yourself to sleep."

When he said that, Zong Qi finally felt relieved.

After the meal, Yu Chenxue cleared the table with him.

—In fact, it is to put away the dishes and chopsticks and throw them into the dishwasher. You don’t even need to do it yourself. This high-end dishwasher has a super-automatic function that integrates dishwashing, drying and disinfection.

Zong Qi was a little envious: "It's great to have a dishwasher, I want to buy one too."

Then he leaned over to look at the brand, lowered his head to search the price online, and finally put away the phone silently, leaving the man alone with a low smile.

Because I happened to come to cook today, I just happened to be able to continue to be a mannequin for Yu Chenxue.

The first time was raw and the second time was familiar, Zong Qi ran to the bathroom to take a shower and change clothes skillfully, and then ran to the studio on cotton slippers.

Yu Chenxue set up the easel and looked back, and saw the young man wearing his oversized white shirt, with two slender and straight legs exposed underneath, his hair was wet and rolled up with a towel, his eyes were clear, like the purest pool in the world, You can see the bottom at a glance.

"Come here." The man's eyes darkened and he beckoned.

Zong Qi, who knew nothing, walked over obediently and let Yu Chenxue play around with him.

It was the same as last time. I wiped my hair until it was half dry, unbuttoned the top buttons, and then led him over to sit on the soft cushion.

But for some reason, Yu Chenxue's movements were extremely slow this time.

Zong Qi realized later that they seemed to be a little too close, or the room temperature was too high. In short, when those slightly cold fingers touched his body, he shrank unconsciously.

"Xiao Qi is very hot."

A hoarse and low-pitched male voice sounded above his head.

Zong Qi touched his face, and felt the back of his hands a little hot: "Maybe the air conditioner is turned on too high?"

As he said that, he himself felt a little distressed.

"It may be that the temperature has been raised, and my heartbeat is a little faster now, and my face may also be red."

Yu Chenxue tidied his collar slowly and narrowed his eyes: "This phenomenon is very common in psychology."

"If it's not that you're sick and have a fever, it's the performance of seeing someone you like."

After finishing speaking, before Zong Qi could answer, he suddenly leaned over and said with a smile, "Does Xiao Qi like me?"

"Like?" Zong Qi's eyes widened, he subconsciously denied it, and quickly waved his hands: "I like Professor Yu very much, but not that kind of liking, um... it should be a liking among friends."

Although he is relatively slow to this kind of thing, Zong Qi is at least an adult, and it is impossible to understand the difference between various preferences. How could such an obviously admiring liking happen to him and Professor Yu?

"Is that so?"

Yu Chenxue let go of her hand, and took two steps back, with a faint look of disappointment between her brows and eyes.

He was already good-looking, but with such an action, his lethality was doubled.

"But I like Xiaoqi very much, not among friends."

The author has something to say: Professor Yu is getting more and more tea-like

A small coup for an S-class actor every day: self-hypnosis