The trainee starts by splitting bricks with bare hands

Talk it down in a few seconds?

"Let's talk, what do I need to do? Let's talk about it first, it is impossible for me to lose in a fake match in the ring." Han Lan continued.

"Don't worry, I know, I've always planned to force you to win."

"Well, quite discerning."

"But, we have to find a way to raise the odds. One pays one and one pays three. The difference between them is a lot of money!"

"How to lift it?"

"You are not acclimatized and sick." Liu Rong said frankly.

"I'm not acclimatized, sick?" Han Lan also guessed what he meant, this is to pretend to be sick to lower the audience's confidence in him tomorrow.

"Han Lan, this can't be regarded as a match-fixing match, can it? And if you can win the game even if you are sick, doesn't it make the Chinese Kung Fu more powerful?"

Han Lan nodded slightly.

It is true that it cannot be regarded as a match-fixing match, but it is also suspected of manipulating, and it is too wicked.

but

Does the devil care about immorality?

"Later, I'll ask Brother Li to buy a fever-reducing sticker or something, and then let the paparazzi outside take a sneak shot." Han Lan said.

As soon as Liu Rong beckoned, Assistant Xu handed him a box of anti-fever stickers: "Han Lan, I prepared them for you. And it has nothing to do with us if the paparazzi spread it. We didn't say anything. It's the outsiders who are talking nonsense. They misjudged the player's strength by relying on fake news and made a mistake, and they can't rely on us!"

"You are really wicked." Han Lan had no choice but to accept the fever-reducing sticker.

Liu Rong glanced at him speechlessly, and was too lazy to argue with him about who was wicked.

At this time, Xia Ningxuan's greeting came from the kitchen, calling them to eat together.

When the table was served, the table was full of dishes, but they were all home-cooked dishes, without any crepe or weird dish names.

However, the color, fragrance and taste are all good, and there are no dark dishes that are easy to foam.

Han Lan subconsciously glanced at Fang Qiaorui, who was full of pride. In fact, he could see that Fang Qiaorui was a little guilty before.But now it seems that either he has misread it, or Fang Qiaorui is just a helper, Xia Ningxuan and Anyi cook all the dishes.

"Han Lan, come and try this, sweet and sour pork ribs, I made them." Xia Ningxuan smiled and gave Han Lan a piece of ribs.

Han Lan took a sip and gave a thumbs up.

Liu Rong himself ate a piece, shrugging his nose.I feel that there is too much vinegar and it is a bit sour.

"Oh, that's great, none of my girlfriends know how to cook." Liu Rong sighed softly and shook his head helplessly.

"" Everyone.

"Young man, peach blossoms are good, but they cannot be rotten." Tan Lun looked at Liu Rong meaningfully.

Liu Rong looked at him inexplicably, and felt that his tone of voice was a bit distracted.

If it were replaced by the sentence "Yintang is black, there may be a bloody disaster in the near future", there is no sense of disobedience.

"Everyone, try my dish, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, the most classic home-cooked dish, there is no one!" Anyi also introduced with a smile.

Everyone naturally smiled and tasted it, and praised it one after another.

Home cooking, in fact, no matter how you cook it, it won't taste good.But being able to eat authentic Chinese home cooking in the West really adds a lot to the taste.

"It's my turn! Look at my dish, braised pork! Come, Han Shuai, have a taste of my cooking skills, and don't doubt whether I can cook in the future." Fang Qiaorui also proudly pointed out the dishes she made.

"Oh hoo?" Han Lan looked at the appearance of the dish of braised pork, it didn't look like a dark dish.

He glanced at Liu Rong who was sitting opposite him.

Liu Rong didn't understand what he was looking at, so he silently picked up a piece of braised pork and ate it.

Han Lan stared at him for a while, and didn't see him foaming at the mouth before taking a bite.

The taste is really good, it doesn't look like it was made by an unreliable girl like Fang Qiaorui.

"Sure, Miss Qiaorui, I thought you didn't know anything, but I didn't expect the dishes to be delicious."

"Hey, try this dish again. Stir-fried beef with green peppers is also made by me!"

Han Lan was much bolder now, and took another sip, and the taste was very good!

Seeing his enjoyment expression, Fang Qiaorui also proudly crossed her water snake's waist: "Are you amazing? Please call me from now on, virtuous Fang Qiaorui!"

Xia Ningxuan smiled and said nothing, and gave Han Lan a piece of cold cucumber to eat.

Fang Qiaorui didn't continue to be flustered anymore, and added a chicken leg to Li Mingbo next to him, and the chubby hand gave him a compliment under the table quietly.

Liu Rong simply ate something to fill his stomach, and then asked Assistant Xu to help him pour a glass of red wine, and toasted Han Lan with a smile: "Come on, Han Lan, let's have a drink. I wish the cooperation smooth and everyone get rich."

Han Lan was eating his meal, and poured himself a drink after hearing what he said.

Liu Rong was unhappy: "Hey, hey, why drink? Han Lan, is this boring? Are you looking down on me, Liu Rong?"

Han Lan was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Well, yes."

"" Liu Rong.

"Just kidding, I can't drink at this stage." Han Lan laughed.

Liu Rong didn't bother to ask any more questions, who knew what other heart-wrenching words he could say.

However, Han Lan does have this habit. He does not drink alcohol when performing tasks, unless it is for the task, such as drinking with the assassination target.

Han Lan's task at this stage is to finish 24 ring games, and drinking is easy to cause trouble.

Chapter 0391 Thrilling escape!

After dinner, Han Lan posted a fever-reducing sticker as agreed, and simply dressed up and asked Li Mingbo to help drive to the hospital for a visit, and was immediately photographed by various paparazzi.

The report of Han Lan's illness was published overnight.

Not only foreign media, but even domestic media are also reporting.

The fans were naturally very worried, but the minds of passers-by were quickened, especially those big bosses who opened external markets.

The Aodong Club received several calls overnight, all of them came to inquire about Han Lan's situation. How could the Aodong Club know, and after a few vague words, they called Han Lan.

Han Lan gave them a work mobile phone, which was at Fang Qiaorui's place, so it was Fang Qiaorui who answered the phone.