After binding the entertainment system, she made countless top stars

In just one day, the two new songs released by Lu Wantang completed a "gorgeous transformation" from entering the new song chart to entering the top 20 of the list.

More and more people are familiar with the names of Jiang Xianyin and Lu Wantang.

The number of followers of Zigui's Weibo account has skyrocketed, and the account that Lu Wantang uses his real name as his ID is also gaining followers.

Chang Yun, who was far away in Dongzhou, had just logged into Zigui's Weibo account and finished his work on behalf of the original owner. Then he remembered that the account and password of Lu Wantang's account were in Lu Wantang's own hands.

Seeing that the other party had no intention of coming out to do business, he hurriedly made a phone call to urge them.

Lu Wantang didn't want to be nagged.

I have no choice but to post a blog.

[Lu Wantang V: To Youth, also known as To Our Youth That Will Eventually Pass Away]

The picture accompanying the Weibo post is a cute emoticon pack of greetings.

Normally Yun doesn't really care what she posts on Weibo, so there's absolutely no problem in 'annotating' the song title.

What was quite surprising was that as soon as the Weibo post was published, messages appeared one after another in the comment section, and it was very lively from the beginning.

[It turns out the real song title is so long]

[You can tell it’s a sad song just by looking at the long title, but you can’t tell it at all once you simplify it]

[I want to know the age difference between you and Shiki. You work in the same company, so you should know each other, right?]

[This song ranks closely behind "Fleeting Years", only two or three places behind]

[Both songs are good, I'm paying attention]

……

When the song title 'Expansion' came out, quite a few people paid attention to it.

This Weibo post that Lu Wantang casually posted quickly became one of the hot topics.

But she had already gone to bed by then, and didn't care about the little splash she made on the internet.

The next day, the group agreed in advance to watch the elimination round in the morning and the instrumental group competition in the afternoon.

So as soon as the sky was bright, Cheng Yueli got up to prepare breakfast.

Sang Yu and Bai Lian also got up early and went into the kitchen to help.

By the time everyone had gotten up, breakfast was ready.

Jiang Xianyin yawned and looked around, then asked curiously, "Where are the teachers?"

Bai Lian handed her the spoon. "Teacher Qin and Teacher Lin went to a meeting. Teacher Lu said she was going to visit a friend. Teacher Yuan always gets up very early. She probably went out for breakfast and will be back soon."

Cheng Yueli put down the last plate and began to wipe his hands carefully. "Teacher Yuan must be worried about us going to the competition venue alone."

"We are all adults, and you all have driver's licenses, right?"

"That's right—"

Bai Lian was talking halfway when he suddenly heard someone make a "yue" sound next to him. He immediately turned his head to look at the seat where the sound came from.

Without waiting for anyone to say anything, Liang Siyan stood up with a pale face and ran straight to the bathroom.

"What's wrong with him?" Fang Shuyao was puzzled. "Did he stay up late last night? Is he not feeling well today?"

Lu Wanxing shook her head: "I don't know...but I went to bed very late last night, and Liang Siyan was clearly asleep at that time!"

As he spoke, he took a bite of the toast in front of him.

Then, Fang Shuyao watched as Lu Wanxing's face turned from white to blue, and his movements when he ran to the bathroom were exactly the same as Liang Siyan's!

Lin Xingzi exclaimed, "They have lived together for so long, have they developed telepathy? They can stay together even when they are feeling uncomfortable?"

Jiang Xianyin corrected: "If we are talking about telepathy, it should be Wan Tang and Wan Xing. They are siblings."

Fang Shuyao's mouth twitched: "Well, let's not use this kind of telepathy, right? What if Tangtang is not feeling well too?"

Before she finished her words, Zhu Lin and Lin Xingzi, who had just taken a bite of toast, stood up, both with expressions that looked like they were about to vomit.

The knife and fork in Jiang Xianyin's hand fell onto the plate. "Food poisoning?"

Hearing these four words, everyone else put down their cutlery.

Cheng Yueli's smile froze on his face: "No way? The ingredients were all well stored in the refrigerator, and there was no problem yesterday. Why is it that today——"

"Has it gone bad?" Fang Shuyao's eyes lingered on the various foods on the table.

Jiang Xianyin took out his cell phone and made a prompt decision: "Should we call the emergency number?"

Lu Wantang, who had been silent the whole time, glanced at the plates of the people who had gone to the bathroom and pointed at the toast inside:

"They all ate this...ah, these slices of toast seem a little dark, and they look very thin."

After being reminded, Jiang Xianyin and others finally understood where the problem lay.

"Uh." Cheng Yueli looked at Sang Yu, "If I remember correctly, Sang Yu baked the toast."

Sang Yu, who habitually remained silent, blinked and said, "Me?"

Cheng Yueli nodded: "Yeah, was there anything wrong with the toast when you were toasting it? Could it have gone bad?"

Sang Yu shook her head.

Before she could speak, Liang Siyan, who was the first to run out, came back.

Jiang Xianyin immediately asked: "Are you feeling unwell? Do you need to call emergency services?"

Without figuring out the reason, none of them could finish their breakfast!

"No, thanks." Liang Siyan sat back in his original seat with a sullen look on his face, and then pushed the toast in front of him a little further away as if to cover up his mistake.

"This is the first time I've eaten such... rich toast. I almost thought I was going to travel to another world and reach the pinnacle of my life."

Bai Lian: "Most people would only see Grandma waving at them from the other side of the river."

Jiang Xianyin was stunned for a while, and finally came to his senses: "So the toast is not spoiled, but it is...too unpalatable?"

Fang Shuyao patted her chest and said, "Fortunately, I don't like toast. I only like porridge."

Before they finished speaking, they finally remembered that the toast was made by Sang Yu.

So they all looked at Sang Yu.

The latter was not served with toast, but a chicken breast and potato salad.

Everyone: "..."

Everyone looked like they wanted to complain.

Just as Sang Yu was about to say something, Lin Xingzi and the others came back and pushed the toast away at the same time.

Such similar actions were so dramatic that Jiang Xianyin and Fang Shuyao couldn't hold back their laughter.

Lu Wanxing poured himself a large glass of milk. "It's bitter, spicy, salty, sour, and has a burnt smell... It's simply dark cuisine."

Liang Siyan said seriously: "Multiple flavors, why not just name it 'Life'?"

other people:"……"

Sang Yu had to defend herself: "I used the conventional method."

Cheng Yueli: "How about you tell me in detail?"

"Row."

Sang Yu nodded and told him the process of making his toast.

Everything was fine at first, but things started to go wrong when she put the toast in the oven and it got too dark, so she scraped off a layer.

Chili sauce, salt and sour jam are all used to cover up the bitterness and burnt taste.

"Salt?" Sang Yu said seriously, "So it's salt, not sugar!"

Everyone:…

Okay, from now on Sang Yu is absolutely forbidden to cook!