You sell swords, I go crazy, join hands to rectify the entertainment industry

The second day of Lian Zong live broadcast.

Jiang Qiyu was woken up by the broadcast of the program group early in the morning, closed her eyes and tidied up briefly, then went downstairs stretched.

When I reached the first floor, I found that other people had already done their makeup and hair styles, and they were surrounded by the semi-open kitchen in high spirits.

Except for the first meal at the apartment last night, in the next month, as long as there are no special sessions, everyone must make food by themselves.

Zhou Shun and Song Yan are working together to study how to add eggs to instant noodles.

Lu Heng was holding a cup of pure Americano, standing next to Jiang Mian, seemingly unintentionally, watching her spread jam on the toast.

And Jiang Ling took out a quick-frozen steak from the refrigerator, and inserted it between the two of them pretending to be naive:

"Brother Heng, Mianmian, do you want steak for breakfast?"

Fang Xubai held an egg by himself with a hesitant expression.

"..."

Looking at the "clumsy and cute" scene of these young masters and ladies in the kitchen making breakfast "clumsily and cutely", Jiang Qiyu felt dizzy for a while.

Just as he was about to turn his head and go outside to get some fresh air, the sharp-eyed Fang Xubai called out:

"Mr. Lance, good morning!"

“…”

She rolled her eyes secretly in her heart, always feeling that this title was a bit inexplicable.

"Mr. Spear!"

Fang Xubai came out of the semi-open kitchen, holding the egg in his hand and showing her his signature smile:

"Shall we have breakfast together?"

Jiang Qiyu glanced at him, then looked at the egg in his hand with some uncertainty:

"...just eat this?"

"Omelette."

"you do?"

"Don't worry." Fang Xubai shook the egg in his hand confidently, "I have read the tutorial."

"..."

Do not believe.

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It doesn't matter whether Jiang Qiyu believes it or not, but she can't live up to the child's painstaking efforts. She sat down at the dining table very face-saving, took out her mobile phone and fiddled with it for a while.

Not long after, two plates of black and yellow, which could be vaguely outlined, were pushed in front of her, whether they were food or not.

"This is......"

Fang Xubai fried an egg and put on a bear apron in a serious manner. The whole person looked cute and docile. The round puppy eyes stared at her without blinking:

"Try it quickly, I made the omelette according to the program group's tutorial!"

"..."

Jiang Qiyu's eyes widened instantly when she heard the words. In his expectant eyes, she turned her stiff neck and slowly lowered her head to look at the "solid matter" on the dinner plate in front of her.

There was no expression on his face, but his heart went through the plot of the original book as quickly as if he was watching flowers on a horse.

After confirming that the original owner had never offended the egg killer in front of him, he could barely swallow his saliva:

"Have you tried it yourself?"

Fang Xubai seemed to have understood her concerns, and explained solemnly:

"Mr. Long Spear, this fried egg really doesn't look good, but the taste is absolutely fine. You should try it."

Under his warm hospitality, Jiang Qiyu still smiled awkwardly, picked up the chopsticks and stuffed some edges that didn't look carbonized into her mouth.

"..."

"How is it? Is the taste okay?"

Facing Fang Xubai's sincere eyes and expectant expression, Jiang Qiyu put down the chopsticks in her hand and looked at him seriously:

"Fang Xubai, has someone told you that your cooking is delicious?"

"This, not yet." Fang Xubai scratched his head in embarrassment, "It's my first time doing it, if you like..."

"Then you don't do it again."

"......what?"

In order to prevent her words from being unconvincing, Jiang Qiyu spoke again with a serious face:

"The omelette you made is somewhere between delicious and unpalatable."

"That is?"

"It's so unpalatable."

People pay attention to the color, fragrance and taste of cooking, Fang Xubai cooks,

Color and fragrance abstained.

As soon as Jiang Qiyu said this, the barrage netizens who had been paying attention to their side began to chatter again.

[Laughing and making me rich, hahahaha Although Bai Bai is really cute, the eggs you fried are really bad. 】

[Fang Xubai, debuted for two years, dirty material: fried eggs. 】

[Teacher Long Spear: Well done, just treat it as if you haven’t eaten it this time, and don’t do it again in the future. 】

Just when Fang Xubai's eyes were full of disillusionment, he lowered his head and prepared to put away his cooking demonstration.

Jiang Ling, who was sent by Lu Heng in a few words, seemed to notice that there were more shots on this side, so she leaned over and smiled and said:

"Qiyu, Xiaobai spent a lot of time thinking, fried four or five eggs, and specially made a loving breakfast for you. Don't disappoint his kindness~"

Her "love breakfast" was extremely heavy, and in one sentence, she not only ordered Fang Xubai to waste ingredients, but also said that Jiang Qiyu didn't give face.

Jiang Ling has always had this kind of personality since she was a child. She looks smooth and kind, but in fact, every sentence has a thorn that is neither soft nor hard. It makes people uncomfortable, and she can't tell what is wrong.

But Jiang Qiyu is completely opposite to her, she has no brains, so she is much more straightforward:

"Then I'll eat it for you."

Seeing Heitan pushed by Jiang Qiyu, Jiang Ling's face turned green immediately, and she waved her hands again and again:

"No, it's not good, brother Xiaobai specially made this for you, I..."

"never mind."

Seeing Jiang Ling's secretive face, Fang Xubai felt even more hurt. He picked up the plate of delicious fried eggs and said with a lonely face:

"I really don't have the talent in this area, so let me fall."

"..."

Jiang Qiyu quietly looked at his desolate and lonely back, sighed and planned to go to the kitchen to make something barely edible to pad her stomach.

As for cooking, she is best at ordering takeout, but as a former low-level entertainer, cooking instant noodles is still an essential life skill.

Just as soon as he entered the kitchen, he was attracted by a strange and stimulating smell.

"Who's a good person eats stinky tofu in the morning?"

As soon as these words came out, Lu Heng, who was rolling up his sleeves and cutting cheese, and constantly looking for angles to show off his biceps and jaw line, froze immediately.

The knife that was cut in his hand couldn't help but deflect.

"what!"

Jiang Mian, who was standing beside him, immediately exclaimed, "Brother Lu, are you alright?"

Jiang Qiyu followed the voice and looked over.

That's right, there was such a long cut on the little thumbnail, that old boy Lu Heng was afraid of healing, so he grabbed it with his left hand and squeezed out two drops of blood.

While everyone was scrambling to find the medicine box, condemnation of Jiang Qiyu immediately sounded on the barrage.

【Why does Jiang Qiyuzui see you like this?It's all her fault, causing us Hengshuai to be injured! 】

[I'm afraid Miss Tie was surprised and wanted to attract our Heng Shuai's attention, and felt sorry for Heng Shuai, being entangled by such a woman. 】

[Can Jiang Qiyu get the hell out of Xiaolian, her role in this show is to disgust the audience, right? 】

And at this time of chaos, none of the seven people noticed that the door of the living room was opened.

A clear and magnetic voice passed through the chaotic and noisy condolences, and sounded in everyone's ears with a little disgust:

"In the morning, who is eating shit in the kitchen?"