Chef God who doesn't want to be an actor is not a good idol

The light of dawn gently lifts the veil of night, and the morning light of summer always comes very early.

In the gym, the treadmill made a slight noise when it was running. Du Ruo felt the rubber soles stepping on the running belt, and his body became lighter and lighter.He didn't care about the set speed at all, he just stepped on the running belt step by step, letting the blood circulation brought by the beating heart remind him of the fact that he is now "alive".

Du Ruo didn't get off the treadmill until a thin layer of sweat broke out all over his body, pulled the white towel hanging by the side, wiped the sweat from his head, and slowly adjusted his rhythm between breaths.

Since moving back to the dormitory, Du Ruo has maintained the habit of running in the morning.Only when he is exercising can Du Ruo truly feel the existence of life through his beating heart.

After his breathing gradually calmed down, Du Ruo did a set of stretching according to the method he had just learned, left the gym, went back to his room to take a shower, put on a gray T-shirt and walked into the kitchen.

People eat for food.

This sentence, no matter whether it is important to others or not, at least to Du Ruo, it was his rare consolation in the long and lonely years.

Du Ruo tied an apron on himself and cleaned his hands. He stood alone in the kitchen, meticulously completing the preparations before cooking, just like when he was led to the stove by the master for the first time hundreds of years ago.

"Porridge" says that rice is the first choice, water is the second, heat is the third, and food is the fourth.

Although with the development of the times, the porridge in many ancient recipes cannot be finished in its original flavor, but for Du Ruo, the recipes are only the foundation, and the ability to use the recipes flexibly in accordance with the times is the only skill.

Du Ruo rinses the processed gorgon with water and puts it into the pot, then washes the round rice and puts it in together. Point it on the bottom of the pot with your fingers, add an appropriate amount of water based on experience, bring it to a boil on high heat, and then turn to low heat. .While the porridge was cooking on low heat, Du Ruo cut a large circle of winter melon, carefully peeled off the light green skin, scraped the inner flesh into a white porcelain plate, cut the winter melon into small cubes of equal size for later use.

After slightly stirring the porridge in the pot to make sure it didn't stick to the bottom of the pot, Du Ruo put the sliced ​​wax gourd into the pot.At this time, the round white Gorgon fruit in the pot has hugged the round rice, which is really beautiful.

Hearing a "bang" behind him, Du Ruo turned around and saw a grinning face that hit the glass door.

It took a while for Chu Fang to regain his strength, laying sleepily on the table in the kitchen, unwilling to move for a while.

"Pfft...chuck," Du Ruo was concerned about Chu Fang's mood, and tried to hold back for a while, but finally he couldn't hold back his joy. Facing Chu Fang's wronged eyes, he tried his best to restrain his face. With a smile, her voice trembled unconsciously, "I'm sorry..."

Chu Fang's gaze crossed the upward curve of Du Ruo's mouth, and he flattened his mouth, but he didn't even have the strength to complain, and lowered his head in a mournful sigh.

Du Ruo quickly sliced ​​the wax gourd flesh on his hand, and asked, "What's wrong with you? Didn't sleep well last night?"

Chu Fang felt the soreness in his wrist, and thinking of the tragic experience last night, he only felt a pain in his head, and said weakly, "Don't mention it...Wen Qi, that devil! Why would someone drag someone else to write a high-level math problem in the middle of the night! I A sports student, colleges are specially recruited by athletes, how could I know what advanced mathematics is!"

While Chu Fang was complaining, Du Ruo held back his laughter, and his hands kept moving. First, he crossed out the winter melon seeds, poured them into pepper water to marinate, and finally added the chopped chili rings to complete this morning cold dish.

Wen Qi and Ning Anyi also came to the kitchen one after another. After Wen Qi arrived, Chu Fang, who was upset, deliberately amplified his throat and complained.

"... Tell me, how can there be such a person in this world!"

Hearing these "outraged" words, Wen Qi didn't even move his eyebrows, but when he walked past Chu Fang, he said softly, "Heh."

Ning Anyi immediately grabbed Chu Fang who was jumping up, and Wen Qi had already consciously helped Du Ruo bring the pot of porridge to the table.When Du Ruo put the cold winter melon pulp on the table, Chu Fang was still yelling, and saw that Qi Leng brought three sets of bowls and chopsticks, and slowly put one in front of Du Ruo and Ning Anyi, but put the last one in front of him. Holding that copy in his hand, he still raised his eyebrows at Chu Fang.

Although he didn't say a word, his mocking power was Max.

Seeing that Chu Fang was about to make a fuss again, Du Ruo cast a helpless glance at Wen Qi, tapped his wrist with chopsticks in his left hand, "Don't make a fuss."

The moment these words came out of his mouth, Du Ruo was slightly taken aback.

In the end, the war without smoke of gunpowder ended with Ning Anyi going to get another set of bowls and chopsticks.

The round rice is boiled soft and sticky, mixed with the rice-white gorgon, and the translucent wax gourd pieces lie softly on the round rice and gorgon.Scoop up a mouthful of porridge and put it in your mouth. The overcooked wax gourd and round rice melt in your mouth. Without any effort, you bite down and the fragrance of Gorgon seeds spreads between your teeth.Served with refreshing cold winter melon pulp.

During personal activities, the four people at a table were almost scattered all over the world, quietly enjoying the warmth and comfort that is rare for them.

Although when they signed that three-year combined contract more than two years ago, they were already mentally prepared for everything that might happen in the future.

***

Happy Media Company.

The girl at the front desk seemed to be sitting upright, but she didn't know which outer space she had wandered into for a long time.

At this moment, she heard a loud cheer coming from the door, with a professional smile on her face, but she was typing blindly with her hands under the desk, and she was silently complaining in the company's private group without leaders.

【There are more and more people buying professional fans to pick up their cars, won't they be embarrassed?】

Her words aroused a group of people diving and eating melons in the small group.

【Who? (Curiosity.JPG)]

【(Eating Melon.JPG)】

【How hard do they think about it (laugh and cry.JPG) It’s fine to buy some professional fans to pick them up at the airport, but what’s the point of buying them to cheer at the door of our company (Tan Shou.JPG)】

[Increase B~~~Ge, anyway, the idol drama actor who came back came to the company to discuss a cooperation project, and then in order to raise the price, he specially invited professional fans to cheer at the door, hoping that the company would agree to increase his salary]

[Fuck, I suddenly took a bite of a big melon]

【Then what happened afterwards? (Curiosity.JPG)]

[The talk with his management team that day was about "Master Miejue", so he was cold]

【Hahaha, gratifying to congratulate】

The girl at the front desk was clutching her phone, trying to stretch her neck to see which newcomer who was overconfident was making a fuss.

A black nanny car slowly stopped at the door, a long straight leg stepped out of the car, and when the black-haired man walked out of the car indifferently, the cheers at the door increased a bit.

Front desk girl:!

Subconsciously, she wanted to cheer, but she saw another person get out of the car behind the black-haired man, and waved to the fans beside him with a bright smile.

Before she could cheer, she saw two more people getting out of the car. When Du Ruo, who got out of the car last, showed her face, the cheers outside the door reached their peak.

Front desk girl:! ! ! !

Is this a gourd doll? !

The author has something to say:

【small theater】

A car is coming slowly, how many members of the TTW group will get out of it?

A. Four

B.4

C. Four

D.Ⅳ

I write updates every day, and I'm working hard on how to read orz

I updated it on the 2nd, right? (trying to escape reality)