Queen's Exclusive Little Chef

After the barrage in the live broadcast room was quiet for a moment, it suddenly seemed like hot oil was pouring into the water, boiling and bursting!

"Zizizizizizi!!!!"

"Is that the actress? Really? Oh my god"

"I must be witnessing history now!!!"

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah"

"No matter who it is, it's too rich."

"Baby Yun'er woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo hot!"

"Are you sure you didn't type an extra zero when typing?"

"I can't talk anymore oh my god I think this is sizzling"

Yun Yun herself was also stunned for a long time before she remembered that she should explain to everyone, but she didn't know how to explain.Do you want to tell everyone that this was smashed by Qi Ziling?

But Qi Ziling's doing this was obviously to expose her identity, but she still felt that if she wanted to be exposed, she had to let Qi Ziling and her team do it themselves.

So she had no choice but to pretend not to know, smiled awkwardly, and tried to avoid the seriousness and said lightly:

"Grateful...thank you for the strong support of this audience...it seems that this audience likes the dish of plum roasted chicken hahaha..."

Yun Yun grinned and tried to smile naturally, but she couldn't do it at all. Instead, it made the audience see the clumsy cuteness.

Among the barrages screaming frantically, a few messages were occasionally posted:

"Why is Yunyun's expression so funny now..."

"Hahaha yes, Yunyun, what are you covering up?"

"I bet a dime that Yunyun definitely knows who this Zizi is"

"Speaking of which, I'm still a little skeptical about whether she's a real actress or not."

Yun Yun tried her best to ignore the barrage and started cooking her own dishes.

Put the smashed plum sauce on one side, put the chopped chicken on the other side, shred ginger, put star anise, fragrant leaves and peppercorns, etc. to prepare for sautéing, adding flavor to the chicken.

The preparation of this dish is not troublesome, and the ingredients are ready quickly. Yunyun carefully explained the next steps:

"This dish needs to be fried quickly in order to keep the chicken smooth and tender. The use of plum sauce is to replace the thickening and increase the sweet and sour flavor. It is very fast. Let's turn on the fire now, heat the pan with cold oil, add the ingredients and sauté until fragrant ..."

She was talking and doing it, and after she fired with a "click", she suddenly felt that something was wrong in the room.

In addition to the whirring flames of the gas stove, suddenly there was a burst of music?

what's up?

She quickly raised her head to look around, she was indeed the only one in the live broadcast room, but the music was getting louder and louder.

It's the pluck of a guitar.

Someone is gently plucking the strings with their fingers, and the sound is very penetrating, passing through the wall into the live broadcast room, and at the same time entering the microphone.

The painting style changed instantly in the barrage, many people swiped the screen with question marks, and some people said enviously:

"It's so advanced, the anchor finally used the soundtrack for this live broadcast."

"It sounds intermittent, as if someone is trying to adjust the tune"

"I have a guitar to testify, this is really a sound audition"

"What's the matter, Yunyun, you are developed, and you can still invite a live band?"

Yun Yun was surprised, thinking about it carefully, who else could be making troubles outside besides Zizi?

Although she knew it well, the dishes in her hands were already sautéing. If she suddenly turned off the fire and went out to tell Zizi that the effect was not good, everyone would definitely make various guesses.

The shredded ginger and star anise in the pot started to jump out, and it was a little overcooked, which belonged to the instinct of the cook, so let her deal with it quickly, and use a sieve to sift out the sauteed stuff inside.

Then before I could react, the diced chicken was automatically poured into the pot by hand.

...Come on, the dishes are all in the pot, and there is no way to stop.

The sound of music suddenly became a melody the moment the food was put into the pot.

Before, it was like drops of raindrops suddenly falling from the eaves in summer, hitting the bluestone slabs on the ground with bangs and slaps, which was out of tune.

But in an instant, the rain turned into a waterline, and the bluestone slab made cheerful music of continuous beating, and the wind, trees, and flowers were all alive, twisting, and flowing out.

The tune fell like a waterfall, and the audience suddenly became confused. Did they stand under the waterfall, or why did they buzz in their heads?Are you being blown by strong winds, so you can't stand still?Is it just seeing the flower blooming for a moment, otherwise why is there agitation in my chest?

The sound of cooking is completely suppressed, as if it has become an accompaniment, only the music flows, within the four white walls, and beyond all kinds of barriers, it is detached and light, free and wanton.

Yun Yun's restlessness at first disappeared suddenly when the music started.

Music is something that can go straight to the heart at any time, not to mention, the melody of this piece of music at this moment is very beautiful, with a firm and direct power, it is very infectious, and it is extremely touching, as if it can be directly entered from any medium. in the heart of the reader.

Just the melody is already so admirable, the barrage has exploded, and many people are asking:

"Anchor, what is the name of your music?"

"Love commits suicide and then asks for support"

"The anchor asks for the name of the bgm, I'm going to download it now!"

"Yunyun, you really have great taste in music, you are indeed the woman I like!"

"My little Yunyun is the best, please have a bgm for little Yunyun"

"Speaking of which, the standard of this guitar is really high, much better than the average professional band"

"I study music, and I want the score of this music now!"

Yun Yun listened to the music with her ears pricked up while cooking, and had no time to watch the barrage at all.

She was originally afraid that Qi Ziling would cause trouble during the live broadcast, but she did not expect that she would cause trouble now. What if there is something more exciting?

It was indeed a question of the third chapter of the contract. She only said that Qi Ziling was not allowed to enter the live broadcast room, but she didn't say that he was not allowed to come up with other attractive tricks.

Fortunately, if it's just music, you can use reasons such as "randomly playing" and "unnamed songs".

While thinking wildly in her heart, she also had to control her expression to cook, Yun Yun felt that she had never been so tired at this moment.

The chicken was fragrant in the pot, and the heat was about the same. The surface of the diced chicken had been fried golden, and it became more elastic when it was rolled. She quickly poured the plum sauce in the glass bowl into it.

The plum sauce was stimulated by the heat to produce an extremely tempting sweet aroma, which mixed with the aroma of the chicken itself, making Yun Yun sniff.

After putting it into the pot, fry it quickly again, so that the cooked chicken is evenly coated with plum sauce, add a little water to let the pot cool down a little, and then add salt to collect the juice.

During the cooking process, she normally talked about the cooking methods, but today because the music was too loud, she couldn't speak at all, so she just kept frying without expression and didn't look at the screen.

However, at this moment, before she knew it, tens of thousands of traffic flooded into the live broadcast room.

At the same time, many people shouted with different contents. Weibo, various groups, Moments, private chats...all conveying a message at the same time:

"Hurry up and watch that anchor's live broadcast room!!!!!!"

The barrage has not been refreshed because it is too stuck, and it stays on several interfaces.

The contents of these articles are:

"Fuck!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"What's outside the window???????"

"Am I dreaming, what a beautiful scene this is!!!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Yun Yun was still ignorantly serving the dishes in front, unaware of what kind of strange scenery was outside the beautiful large floor-to-ceiling windows she specially installed for the live broadcast room.

But the audience in the live broadcast room could see it clearly, even if the freeze was bad and the picture became almost static, it still didn't prevent them from screaming crazily.

Qi Ziling was wearing a simple and comfortable short-sleeved t-shirt and shorts, holding a huge acoustic guitar, standing outside the floor-to-ceiling window, plucking the strings with her fingers, playing music.

In the brilliance of the setting sun, the tall and slender man turned his back to the light, with a ponytail, bowed his head and plucked the strings at will. He was as beautiful as a goddess who came from the sky with the light on her back.

In front of the screen, many people, whether they were fans of Qi Ziling or not, were overwhelmed by this charm.

The not very high-definition live broadcast is enough to make people hold their breath.

This picture is so beautiful that many people forgot to investigate the cause for a while, and only knew how to scream and lick the screen.

The barrage was finally repaired, and various inquiries kept popping up in an instant.

"What's going on? What's going on here? Am I watching a live broadcast? I think I must be crazy!"

"Oh my god I'm a dead groundhog now"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly

"I now announce that Zizi and I are married!!! Thank you everyone for attending our wedding, thank you!"

"Anchor, may I ask how did you grow the film in your backyard? I want seeds too!"

Yun Yun put the dishes on the plate, raised her head, and stared blankly at the surging barrage.

When she finally figured out what the barrage was talking about, her expression froze completely.

With a blank expression on her face, she turned around and looked out the French windows.

Qi Ziling, who was holding the guitar, was playing, and when she saw her looking over, he kept fingering and gave her a smug smile.

"What are you doing?"

Yun Yun asked subconsciously, but forgot that her voice was not as penetrating as a guitar, so only the people in the live broadcast heard what she said.

A series of bullet screens drifted across:

"Pfft, the host actually doesn't know anything"

"What the hell is this not an arranged program?"

"It's true, who can arrange for the actress to sing in her backyard?"

"So Yunyun's cute appearance is so cute, but I'm sorry, what I want to fuck today is Zizi!"

"Go upstairs and Zizi is on my bed"

Qi Ziling seemed to be playing casually, and made an exaggerated mouth shape to her during the sound of the music.

Yun Yun figured it out, and what she said was:

"let me help you."

Why are you so moved?This man is so heartbreaking.