exploded

The voice of the director team fell, and the camera moved forward.

They proceeded in order from left to right, before the fat man's place, and the camera was lowered, aiming at the dish that was dark and sticky, and the original appearance of the ingredients could no longer be seen clearly.

Fatty: "I have a question."

Director group: "What?"

Fatty: "Will you use photo editing tools before uploading the photos? If you don't know how to use these, I can help you photo for free." In order to prevent others from refusing, he turned to others and said, "All of them are photoshopped." .”

Director's group: "We have the original taste, no P pictures."

The fat man wailed: "Don't do this, let's discuss it again, I can still save it—!"

However, the director team had left Fatty behind and continued to walk to the table where Ren Xin was.

On the long dining table, a plate of dishes with all colors, aromas and flavors was placed on the table.

Black plates pressed against a white tablecloth.

Finely crushed dry ice, like snow particles, spread a shallow layer on the bottom of the plate.

The dense mist is intertwined and entangled, like a layer of veil, vainly wrapping around the food.

The scallop shells placed on the dry ice shone like pearls, and the scallops cooked at the right heat piled up on the shells like cream, and seemed to tremble a little when the wind blew.

"Wow!" The voice was not from the director's team, but from the fat man who reluctantly approached, "Tell me, which chef made this dish?"

Ren Xin: "Our Chef Tang made it."

The scholar also followed, and he said solemnly: "Da Yangyang, I finally know why your name is 'Tang Yang'. There is indeed an extraordinary spirituality between food and food."

Tang Yang laughed out loud: "As long as you know, Tang Yang chicken nuggets, Tang Yang is delicious!"

After the sound fell, the camera continued to move forward, and finally arrived in front of Bo Yijian and Yu Shengwei, and the first thing it saw was a plate of dishes covered by a silver cover.

The fat man stretched his neck, looking helplessly at the long and thin table. Whether or not their group is at the bottom of this game depends on this last friend.

You know, in this race to win or lose, the criterion for victory is not how well you do, but how badly others do.

He moved to Yu Shengwei's side and took the initiative to inquire about the news: "Xiao Yu, before you open the cover, tell me what exactly did you do? How complete is it?"

Yu Shengwei: "Is this..."

He looked thinner.

Bo Yijian smiled and said nothing.

He pinched the tip of the dining lid with his fingers, and motioned for Yu Shengwei to pinch it with himself.

The four fingers of the two people were placed on the top of the dining cover together, and they inevitably rubbed against each other. Then, they jointly opened the dining cover with force.

"Oh!"

"you can!"

"Pretty!"

The applause of the guests overlapped at the moment the dishes were revealed.

Amidst the momentary exclamation of everyone, the camera faithfully filmed it:

Crimson fish-scale clouds lit up in the sky, and the dense green dots woven into the feather coat of the big tree. The winding cobblestone path seemed to be a road slowly climbing up to the sky. The houses, like animals, were hidden among the leaves, shy When meeting people, he is only willing to show a sharp corner.

A food painting full of idyllic and childlike fun is presented in everyone's sight.

The dishes of the three groups were all photographed.

The director team said: "Now the three photos will be sent to the Weibo account of the program group respectively, and your ranking will be determined by the number of fans' likes."

Fatty: "What else..."

Xiucai: "It is not certain who No.1 is; but who is the last one has already been determined."

Fatty: "Scholar, you still say you are smart. Look at them, they not only do well, but also arrange them well. They use broccoli to make leaves and millet to pave the road..."

Having said this, the fat man suddenly discovered something was wrong.

He took a closer look and suddenly exclaimed:

"Wait, this dish is raw, you can't eat it!"

A word to awaken the dreamer.

The rest of the guests came to their senses one after another. The scholar had the fastest voice, and he came out of a desperate situation, and the dead tree sprouted:

"Is this okay too? Shouldn't this be okay?"

The director team also found their own small omissions.

But they once again played their bossy style, made a final decision, and directly posted:

"Sure, raw vegetables are vegetables anyway."

The dawn disappeared, and the fat group became gloomy again.

The scholar was deeply saddened: "It shouldn't be, a smart person like me didn't think of such a wonderful solution, really shouldn't. Fatty, did you lower my IQ?"

The fat man was also deeply distressed: "Xiucai, whether your IQ is high or not needs to be measured, but you have really lowered my cooking level."

The two broke up.

Apart from the small episode, Bo Yijian and Yu Shengwei are communicating harmoniously with Ren Xin and Tang Yang.

Ren Xin: "How did you come up with the idea of ​​painting with food?"

Bo Yijian: "It's all because Chef Tang is too strong. Xiao Yujie and I can't compare to each other, so we have to find another way."

Tang Yang slapped his head: "It's a good idea. Carving is also very important in cooking, but I didn't think of it. Otherwise, we could have carved out the small village we saw when we came up."

The other three: "..."

You are still great!

5 minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

The director team said again: "The voting results are out. No.1, Bo Yijian's team, 3 likes; No.2, Ren Xin's team, 2 likes; No.3, Ma Weiwei's team, 9734 likes."

Expected.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Bo Yijian raised his palm, spread his five fingers, and shook Yu Sheng slightly.

Yu Sheng understood in a second, and also raised his hand.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, the two clapped their hands.

"Now," the director team continued, "please look at our lottery box."

Accompanied by the director's voice, the program team got busy again.

The long table and various props used for cooking were removed, and replaced by a large box placed on rollers.

The big box is like an enlarged version of the hole lottery box, with six horizontal and vertical six, cut into 36 grids in total, each grid is printed with a different sponsor logo, and the advertisement is excellent.

导演组：“面前的抽奖盒是供大家抽奖用的。No.1能抽9个格子，No.2抽6个格子，No.3抽3个格子。现在，请No.1先上前抽奖。”

Bo Yijian and Yu Shengwei walked forward.

Behind them, the fat man was still chattering: "I have an ominous premonition in my heart. This direction is a bit confusing. The program team seems to be making a big move."

Bo Yijian: "Shall we smoke together?"

Yu Shengwei suggested: "Draw a row together, and then choose three grids at random?"

Bo Yijian has no comment.

They chose the first row of the big box, pierced the advertising paper covering it one by one, and quickly took them out...

Yarn belly.

Unopened lipstick.

A thin golden chain.

a fan.

headphone cable.

and so on.

Bo Yijian and Yu Shengwei looked at each other blankly.

What exactly do these things mean?

But no one answered their questions.

The rest of the guests were also at a loss, and the master of the program team was still there, never revealing any clues.

Soon, the remaining two groups also ran out of prizes.

Their prizes are the same as Bo Yijian's, they are common items in daily life but have no connection with each other.

Let's not talk about Bo Yijian's smoking.

The fat man next to them was in a group, and the three items they drew were also very bizarre, namely chrysanthemums, a red headband with the words "must win" written on it, and a pair of black stockings.

The scholar put the chrysanthemum hairpin next to his ear, and the fat man put on a must-win headband. Unfortunately, there was no third person who could put on black stockings.

After everyone finished drawing prizes, the director team finally announced the third step process:

"The items you have drawn now are 'decorations'. They are used to decorate the pets you just selected. Every item you draw must be used on your pets to make them more beautiful..."

Bo Yijian: "???"

He looked at the things he drew, and blurted out a big truth: "It will only become uglier?"

At this time, the director team slowly dropped the last sentence:

"The name of the game for this big part is 'Pet Beauty Contest Stir-Frying'."

Again.

The program team has already decided, what else can everyone do, the arms can't twist the thighs, of course it's better.

The six guests entered the glass room they selected in turn.

Tang Yang's task was the easiest, because he chose a rabbit, and he got up when he bent down to hug it, and he could also rub the soft ears of the rabbit by the way.

Ren Xin's is not complicated, the sheep bleats, the eldest sister stands in the glass room, calmly touches the sheep, and leads the sheep.

It is quite difficult for the fat group.

Just now, one of the two good brothers chose the bird, and the other chose the goose. Now, the fat man is running after the bird, and the scholar is being chased by the goose.

Of course, Bo Yijian doesn't know the situation of other groups.

He entered the glass room alone, and was about to catch the cat and take it out. After all, the game was competed in groups. He had to meet Xiao Yu first, and then decide how to dress up the pet.

If I knew it was this development, I wouldn't have done so well just now.

It's okay to take the last place.

The way to make up is just a little easier...

Bo Yijian thought all the way, walked up to the cat, bent down and hugged it.

Bai Ying ran away like lightning.

Bo Yijian was taken aback for a moment, then walked to where the white cat was.

But the white shadow flashed again, and the cat jumped to a new position. A pair of emerald eyes stared at Bo Yijian, rejecting the approach of this human with practical actions.

Bo Yijian's attention came back completely, he stared at the cat, took a second step, and walked to the white cat's position.

The white cat escapes for the third time.

But this time, it just started, and Bo Yijian suddenly changed speed.

The unhurried footsteps were suddenly swift and swift, and Bo Yijian had quick eyes and quick hands, and took two steps towards the escape position of the white cat, bent down and stretched out his hand, and pulled the cat from the ground into his arms.

The white cat suddenly entered the human's arms, and was surrounded for two or three seconds, then its hair exploded, struggling hard in Bo Yijian's arms, meowing non-stop!

Bo Yijian was a little puzzled.

He didn't understand why the cat was struggling so violently...

But struggling is of no use.

He suppressed the white cat's resistance with one hand, and walked out of the glass room.

The timing is just right.

When Bo Yijian walked out of the glass door, Yu Shengwei also came out with his pet.

Their glass house is next door.

Bo Yijian and Yu Shengwei came out at the same time, only three to five meters away from each other.

That's it!

The white cat struggling violently suddenly struggled desperately.

With a heart-piercing "meow--", it suddenly broke free from Bo Yijian's arms, drew a beautiful arc in mid-air, and fled to Yu Shengwei's embrace like a relative.