I used to be a liar, but now call me a cooking god!

Director Lin had spoken, so even if the program crew wanted to grab the pancakes, they could only step back and give up their seats.

The crowded foodies didn’t want to leave, and since they had gathered around, they might as well buy a pancake and eat it first.

As a result, the photographer came over with a camera, and they had no choice but to let him go. The crowded crowd dispersed again, and finally, two teams formed.

The program crew saw that they were going to be squeezed to the back, and they got anxious. They quickly lined up behind the cameraman, and the line became three teams. Now everyone was satisfied.

What satisfaction.

“Why do we have to line up when the pancakes haven’t started yet?”

The program crew suddenly realized that in the past, whether it was Master Jiang or Master Jiang’s apprentices, they were the ones who came to eat during the tasting session when they cooked.

After all, it was their own program, so they still had this privilege.

Why were they forced to line up before the tasting session started today?

Everyone turned their heads and glared at the crowd that had just made a noise.

"Who shouted that? We haven't passed the tasting stage yet. We don't need to line up."

The person who made the noise pretended that nothing had happened. He calmly smoked a cigarette and slowly blew out a smoke ring.

But the person next to him said, "We've already lined up, why not just line up like this?"

Someone else continued to make a noise: "In fact, we fans can also be guinea pigs. You don't have to be polite. We're making contributions to society."

We've already lined up. Who can say that?

Want to snatch their tasting opportunity? No way.

Coincidentally, Jiang Zhou's pancakes were ready again. His pancake-making movements were smooth. Whether he was turning the pancake or the egg, everyone who watched was very comfortable. Even the most picky obsessive-compulsive disorder would say it was comfortable after watching it.

The speed was fast. While everyone was arguing, he made two. One was eaten by Vincent and Chen Zihang. The remaining one, he cut into four pieces and put in the bag.

The program crew was thinking about maintaining their image and letting fans try it. When they saw the pancakes come out, they immediately forgot about this idea.

Give them a shit. Anyone who dares to snatch the pancakes made by Master Jiang will be beaten to the ground.

The cameraman held the camera with one hand and took the pancake bag with the other hand as soon as it fell on the table. In just a moment, the bag fell into his hand.

"Quick, give me a piece." Everyone stretched out their hands to him.

The cameraman usually eats the last one when there is a tasting, because the camera has to pay attention and runs slower than others. Unexpectedly, he was the first one today and was very happy.

He opened the bag and opened his mouth to give two pieces first. He took a big bite of each piece and then handed the bag over, meaning that he wanted to eat two pieces.

He thought that others would definitely dislike what he had bitten and no one would eat it. Unfortunately, he underestimated the temptation of the pancakes made by Master Jiang.

As soon as the bag was handed over, five hands reached out in unison. One hand took a piece, and in the blink of an eye, the bag in the hand was empty.

"Fuck, those two pieces I bit, how did you take them away? Give them back to me." The cameraman shouted.

The colleagues who got the pancakes had already scattered and ran far away, leaving him no room for regret.

There was still the residual warmth of the pancake in his hand, but unfortunately, the pancake flew away.

"You are too lost. I ate it, but you didn't see it. I have eaten it, and you also eat it. Don't you think it's dirty?"

He tried to awaken the conscience of his colleagues, but unfortunately, everyone was in a hurry to eat the pancakes, and no one cared about this sentence. They all focused on stuffing the pancakes into their mouths.

How big can a pancake be when it is divided into four parts? Seeing that the pancake is almost gone, the cameraman got anxious and started to discredit himself.

"I want to blow my own horn. I got up late this morning, didn't brush my teeth, and haven't showered for three days. I stink all day, and I might even have body odor... Oh, and I haven't washed my feet for a week."

He thought he had said something disgusting enough, but in the end, no one paid any attention to him.

The cameraman suddenly realized, "That's right, why do people care about these things? When we went to record the program, Xiao Chen accidentally fell into the water and had no dry underwear to wear. I lent him my spare underwear, and he didn't mind."

"Two years ago, Director Lin was forced to do a program that was particularly criticized. A black fan sent Director Lin a box of raisins, which looked a bit weird. Director Lin took a bite and found it was a booger. Shangwu didn't believe it and ate another one. As a result, he vomited and couldn't eat for three days."

"And last year, when we were recording a desert island survival program, an accident happened and we lost contact with the outside world. We were so hungry that our chests were sticking to our backs. Lingling and Abin put instant noodles in their shoes and soaked them in cold water to eat... woo woo..."

More than a dozen hands reached over and covered their mouthsCovering their mouths, pulling people, pulling people to the back, if they are exposed like this, will their program team still be able to survive.

Seeing that the cameraman was still struggling, trying to take his mouth away to continue talking, a piece of leftover pancake was stuffed into his mouth.

The cameraman stopped struggling immediately, smiled foolishly and tasted it, and reminded everyone, "I just tasted it, this time doesn't count, I want to eat the next pancake first."

"You will definitely eat it first, and no one will snatch it from you."

Everyone was a little upset, the natural stupidity was too terrible, self-exposure didn't count, and the whole team was wiped out.

Turning around, they found that everyone in the queue was staring at them, and the boss with his mouth open, with a surprised expression, the program team hurried to clarify.

"Don't get me wrong, he said that just because he wanted to grab the pancake, don't believe it."

"Hahaha!"

It would have been better if they didn't explain, but once they explained, the crowd of people eating melons all laughed and couldn't help laughing.

"Yes, he is slandering you. He must be slandering you. Hahaha."

The people in the program team were all depressed. If they had known, they would not have explained.

Even Jiang Zhou, who was making pancakes, couldn't help laughing when he heard the cameraman's self-exposure. When he was making pancakes, his shoulders were shaking. Fortunately, his hands were very steady, so there were no extra wrinkles on the perfect pancakes.

"Master Jiang, we have lost face. You must make two more pancakes to comfort our wounded hearts."

"You can have this."

Jiang Zhou quickly made several pancakes and shared them with the people in the program team.

He had just heard a special gossip and was in a very good mood. He made two more and shared them with the aunt standing in front and Xie Guobao and others.

"We also have tastings."

Xie Guobao was flattered when he got the pancakes. He felt that he was dreaming. What he had been thinking about day and night, finally came true? Just like that?

He always felt that this was a bit unreal, probably because every time he chased, he failed.

So, Xie Guobao reached out and pinched the cameraman standing next to him.

"Hey, why are you pinching me?"