Being targeted by the younger brother of the blind date [Entertainment Circle]

"It happens to be three blue and three pink, so boys choose blue and girls choose pink, which one do you want?" Yuan He seemed to be asking Qi Jiaheng, but he kept looking at Cheng Fei from the corner of his eye.

This is not just a program process, if you can get the same card as your favorite, then the connection between them will be more than others.

Cheng Fei also wanted to choose the cat card, but she was a step too slow, so she had to take away the flower card in front of her. The remaining card was a plaid card, which was very suitable for Song Rui's small and fresh style.

The result of the girl's choice was settled, and everyone's eyes naturally fell on the last two.

Feeling Lin Xuan's gaze, Qi Jiaheng turned his outstretched hand and took the checkered card placed in front of him.

Besides Yuan He, Song Rui, who had been keeping his composure all along, also showed a secret smile.

"I always feel that the program group asked us to choose cards, not just to write the ideal type." Yuan He said.

"I think so too." After finishing speaking, Song Rui picked up the task card and read it again. She had done her homework before coming here, and she watched the first two seasons of the show without missing a single episode.

Sure enough, there is a line of small characters printed on the bottom of the task card, which is similar to the color of the background, and it will be ignored if you don't pay attention.

Luo Tian noticed her movement, and leaned his head a little closer: "What are you looking at?"

Song Rui read the line: "People who choose the same card form a group, and take turns to be responsible for the daily dinner..."

"Sure enough, it's full of routines." Lin Xuan guessed it at the beginning, and then asked the question that everyone is most concerned about: "What if the two of the selected group can't cook?"

"I'm good at making desserts, but my cooking skills are average." Luo Tian looked at his "teammates", "How about you?"

"I'm average, too." Lin Xuan's lips curled up, "But if the two of us work together, there shouldn't be any major problems."

Luo Tian looked at the others again, and everyone's answers were mediocre, and I don't know if it was humility or really mediocre.

"Why don't our group take the role of chef today." Speaking of cooking, Luo Tian obviously became more excited, and volunteered, "I just saw that there is an oven in the kitchen, let's see if there are any ingredients Make some cakes for everyone. Or do you have any taboos?"

Yuan Feng: "I'm not picky about food, I'll eat anything."

Song Rui: "I can do it."

Cheng Fei: "I don't choose either."

The three answered one after another, so everyone's eyes focused on Qi Jiaheng again. Just as he was about to speak, Lin Xuan who was next to him suddenly said before him: "He doesn't eat spicy food."

"Yes, I don't eat spicy food." Qi Jiaheng nodded, then turned to look at Lin Xuan, with a flash of understanding in his eyes.

Lin Xuan read some deep meanings from this understanding. According to this guy's narcissistic brain circuit, he was probably thinking: It's not that he doesn't like me, why does he know so much about my eating habits?

Luo Tian was also a little surprised: "How do you know he doesn't eat chili?"

"Guess." Lin Xuan explained, "He's not a singer. Many singers don't smoke or drink to protect their voices, and they rarely eat spicy food."

In fact, it was written in Gembo’s exclusive interview before. Lin Xuan read it and subconsciously wrote it down.

However, the program group has a rule that he can only announce his occupation to others on the second night of his stay, so it is not convenient for him to explain his occupation.

I don't know whether he believes my words or not, it doesn't matter if he doesn't believe it, anyway, it's not the first time.

"Actually, whether you eat spicy food or not has nothing to do with singing." Qi Jiaheng said, "It's purely personal taste."

Luo Tian nodded, secretly keeping his preferences in mind: "Well, we can make some light food later."

The others were very supportive and expressed their anticipation. Seeing that it was getting late, they decided to finish their dinner and then go to the room allocation to pack their luggage.

Lin Xuan and Luo Tian entered the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and it was filled with a variety of fresh ingredients, they couldn't help sighing again.

"There are also shrimp and fish, the program team is really great." Luo Tian praised, "If Qi Jiaheng doesn't like spicy food, then make steamed sea bass and prawns in tomato sauce, what do you think?"

She was originally asking for Lin Xuan's opinion, but Yuan He accidentally listened to the "corner".

"Qi Jiaheng doesn't eat spicy food, but the rest of us don't like spicy food." Yuan He yelled, "Miss Luo Tian, ​​you can't be so partial to Jiaheng because he is handsome."

"That's right." Cheng Fei chimed in.

When they said this, two red clouds quickly appeared on Luo Tian's fair face, "How could I, don't talk nonsense, it's not just these two dishes."

"Just kidding, why are you so nervous."

The others laughed together, but Song Rui seemed to be out of the happy atmosphere.

"Okay, if you continue talking, it's time to affect our chef's performance." Song Rui twitched the corner of his mouth, "Why don't we go upstairs for a visit first."

Those who don't cook decided to go upstairs to visit the room first, but Qi Jiaheng didn't seem interested, and pulled out a magazine from under the coffee table.

Song Rui walked a few steps and turned around: "Aren't you going?"

Qi Jiaheng flipped through the magazine casually, and said casually: "You guys go, I'm fine here."

"Then I'll go up first, take your time."

Lin Xuan was lowering his head to help Luo Tian prepare the ingredients. Hearing the conversation here, he looked up and saw Song Rui's disappointed expression, and even the light in his eyes dimmed a lot.

Seeing Qi Jiaheng being so confused, he actually felt a strange balance in his heart.It's a bit like: seeing that he doesn't just treat me like this, I feel relieved.

Lin Xuan was stunned for a moment, feeling that he was simply baffled by such an idea.

Because Qi Jiaheng is not the type who would take the initiative to chat with strangers, Lin Xuan became more curious about his purpose of participating in variety shows.The former seemed to have sensed his probing gaze, raised his head, and the two gazes silently met in the air.

Lin Xuan, who was trying to pry into the other party's heart, looked away pretending nothing happened.

"Are you obsessed with cleanliness?" Luo Tian turned back after cooking the rice and found that he was still washing the same tomato. He smiled lightly and said, "It takes so long to wash a tomato."

"No." Lin Xuan smiled embarrassingly, "Washing and washing my head inexplicably began to empty, I often cook like this."

When Luo Tian smiled, two dimples appeared: "I'll cut the vegetables for a while, what if you cut them in your hand again."

Lin Xuan shook his head: "It's not when cutting vegetables."

"Haha, it's optional." She took the shrimp from the refrigerator to the cooking counter while talking, with a look of confusion, "What should I do, I'm not very good at handling this shrimp string."

"You put it there first, and I'll get it after I finish washing these."

"Okay, then please."

The two had a tacit understanding in their first cooperation. Lin Xuan methodically washed and cut the side dishes. In addition to the two dishes mentioned before, he also put boiled beef, pearl balls and fish head with chopped pepper on the menu.

Add a stir-fried seasonal vegetable and three delicacies soup, and the nutritional balance is just right.

Lin Xuan drew a cross on the top of the tomato, and poured boiling water on it for a while, so that it would be easier to peel the tomato.Shrimp deveining is a technical job, not only time-consuming but also requires some patience. If he usually eats, most of them will buy processed shrimps, so the action is a bit rusty.

Luo Tian marinated the fish and steamed it, only to find that he was not wearing an apron when he turned around.

"Why don't you wear an apron, or you'll get your clothes dirty in a while." Seeing that it was inconvenient for Lin Xuan to hold the shrimp in her hand, she went straight to the side and took off the apron, "Well, if you don't mind, I'll help you Bar."

There is a social distance between people, and unfamiliar people will cause discomfort once they step into the restricted area. In this program, the behavior of wearing an apron is more of a symbol of ambiguity.

He could almost imagine that not only would a piece of romantic and lyrical background music be added in post-editing, but the camera would also be slowed down and a circle of pink bubbles would be drawn around the two of them.

So he instinctively wanted to refuse, and felt that refusing in front of the camera would be too disrespectful to girls. Just as he was about to nod, Qi Jiaheng put down the magazine and got up from the corner of his eye, and walked over here.Reaching out across the cooking table, she took the apron from Luo Tian's hand and put it on him.

The two people in the kitchen froze at the same time.

Qi Jiaheng didn't care what the two of them thought, and said in a calm tone, "Turn around."

"Ah?" Lin Xuan raised his eyes to meet his quiet gaze, a little confused.

"Turn around, and I'll tie your apron on for you."

Only then did Lin Xuan come to his senses, and quickly turned around.

Qi Jiaheng leaned forward a little, his eyelids drooping slightly, his slender fingers pulled up the tie, and tied a bow very flexibly.The two were very close, and besides the aroma of food, he also smelled a faint smell of cedar from Lin Xuan.

I don't know if it's the smell of perfume or shampoo, lingering at the tip of his nose, making his throat tight for no reason.

"Okay." He quickly fastened the apron, and took a step back while letting go.

"Thank you." Lin Xuan smiled with crooked eyebrows. The situation just now was actually quite embarrassing. Fortunately, Qi Jiaheng appeared in time to resolve it, so his thank you is very sincere.

Countless lights and shadows spread in his eyes, like a flowing galaxy, making people unconsciously addicted to it.

Qi Jiaheng shook his head slightly, then abruptly looked away, put his fist on his lips and coughed: "No need."

"I'm just here to get a glass of water, just by the way." After he finished speaking, he bent down, opened the cabinet door under the cooking table, and took out the cup. The movements were very skillful in one go, as if he was in his own home.

"Hey, how do you know where the cup is?"

Qi Jiaheng paused, "Guess."

Facing Lin Xuan's suspicious gaze, he slightly raised his brows: "Why, you can't guess where the cup is unless you guess that I don't eat spicy food?"

Lin Xuan: "..." He knew that this was not going to be so easy.

The author has something to say: The small theater got lost today, but you can guess the occupations of the other guests, and if you guess right, you will get a red envelope.