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Xiang Shen stared at the crooked font in a daze.

This line of writing should have been drawn stroke by stroke with a sharp object, and it cannot be seen from any angle except where I am standing now, and the location is very hidden.

But because of the long distance and the dim light, he couldn't see it clearly, so he could only record it with an optical brain scan for the time being, and planned to study it after returning home.

Maybe, with this line of words, he can solve a big secret that has been kept dusty for many years, marry Bai Fumei, and walk to the pinnacle of life!

Whoops, thinking about it this way, I'm a little excited.

He waved to Ying Sheng, who was staring down at him fiercely. Just as he was about to go down to explain, he saw a group of people walking in from the gate.

...Look at that attire, and look at that bald head, it seems to be the leaders of Zulong Academy.

Xiang Shen who was caught facing him said, "..."

Whoops, fuck it.

"Too outrageous!"

The headmaster of Mediterranean Sea was so angry that his beard was crooked. With trembling hands, he pointed at Xiang Shen's nose and scolded: "Brave! Bravery! My God...that's outrageous!"

Having gone through nine years of compulsory education and rich experience in being named and criticized, Xiang Shen nodded painfully, apologizing very well, but his eyes were glued to the headmaster's reflective forehead, and his imagination was running wild.

It is said that a smart head does not grow hair, he thought, the ancients did not deceive me...

But Ying Sheng, who was an accomplice at the side, had a cold expression on his face, ignoring the meaning of the school leader at all.

Xiang Shen glanced at him, couldn't hold back, secretly tugged at the corner of his clothes, and signaled the prince to do some superficial work at least, and not to be so arrogant after making a mistake.

After all, thorns always have to be shaved, and His Royal Highness may not have been beaten by the society.

Of course, it may also be because he has experienced many battles and his head is as hard as a steel helmet.

Ying Sheng, who had wandered too far away, finally came back to his senses. He stared at the principal and asked, "Can I go?"

He interrupted the eloquent idiom Solitaire of the headmaster of the cultural man, choked for a moment, and immediately lost his train of thought.

He seemed to want to preach to Ying Sheng, but he glanced at the huge mech over there and pondered over and over again. In the end, Mr. Principal didn't speak, but just sighed deeply.

But then again, even if Ying Sheng is the crown prince, he is still a student of Zulong Academy.In front of so many subordinates, the student's attitude of not taking himself seriously made the principal feel very embarrassed. No matter what, he always wanted to find some ground.

"Ahem, let's not mention anything else. As a student, your attitude and behavior are very problematic." The principal coughed and began to criticize education from other places. "It's getting late today, so I will let you go first." , Tomorrow morning, everyone will give me a [-]-word self-criticism, did you hear me?"

Ying Sheng hissed, and Xiang Shen hurriedly pulled him behind him: "I heard the principal, let's go back and reflect on ourselves, self-criticism!"

After speaking, he dragged the crown prince and quickly left the scene.

Ying Sheng was sullen all the way.

Seeing that he had no plans to go back to Dragon Palace, Xiang Shen took him home. Anyway, in the final analysis, the house also belongs to this master.

As soon as he entered the door, Ying Sheng couldn't help it, and said loudly: "I haven't written a review since I was a child!"

Xiang Shen sighed: "It's okay, there must be a first time for everything, not to mention that we did violate the regulations. And you are not the only one who wants to write the review, don't you have me to accompany you?"

I don't know where this sentence hit the crown prince. He was like a cat whose fur has been patted down, and he suddenly calmed down.

At least, the frown is no longer so frowning that the flies can be pinched to death.

After standing at the door for a while, he imitated Xiang Shen's appearance, sat down cross-legged behind the coffee table, grabbed a pen and paper, and was about to write a review.

But obviously, His Royal Highness didn't want to write it himself.

As soon as Xiang Shen, who was writing quickly, looked up, he saw Ying Sheng staring at his own review with a look of "wow, how can you write such disgusting flattery", but his hands kept copying and returning dislike.

He laughed angrily, and put down his pen: "If you hate it so much, then write it yourself, Your Highness."

"No."

Not only did His Royal Highness not want to write it himself, but he was also fucking shameless. Taking advantage of Xiang Shen's hand, he dragged his self-criticism in front of him, and copied it openly.

Xiang Shen glared at him, shocked at His Royal Highness's thick skin.

The young man buried his head in the paper, couldn't see his expression clearly, but shrugged his shoulders, probably smiling.

It's too common for Ying Sheng to have a grumpy and cold face, but it's so rare to be so happy, so that Xiang Shen was also discouraged, thinking helplessly, now, he is really studying with the prince.

I don't know if after the crown prince ascends the throne, he will make himself a tutor or something.

Then again, in the interstellar era, is there still the official position of Tai Tuo?

"Of course." Ying Sheng looked up at him and replied.

It was only then that Xiang Shen realized that he had actually asked what was in his heart. Since that was the case, he asked again: "Then, who is the current Grand Tutor?"

"You know it too." Ying Sheng withdrew his eyes wearily, and continued to copy his self-criticism, "It's the teacher who asked you to be a model."

Xiang Shen: "..."

It turned out to be Mr. Wang Bajing.

Speaking of bastard, Xiang Shen couldn't help but think of soft-shelled turtles; when talking about soft-shelled turtles, he would think of gurgling soft-shelled turtle soup; thinking of soft-shelled turtle soup, he would...

hungry again.

Looking at the dark night outside the window, Xiang Shen swallowed.

"I suddenly want to eat barbecue."

"...What is BBQ?"

"What?" Xiang Shen couldn't believe it, "You don't have barbecue here?"

As soon as he thought of the fragrant and numbing smell, and the feeling of cumin sprinkled on the fat and juicy barbecue, he swallowed it in his mouth, and the gravy splashed, and he couldn't help feeling sorry for Zulong. inhabitants of the stars.

How boring the nightlife would be without barbecue and skewers!

As soon as he thought of it, Xiang Shen immediately turned on his optical brain and frantically placed orders on the nearby commercial street.

Hundreds of bamboo sticks, several catties of minced beef and mutton, some spicy crayfish, and oysters, meatballs, tofu, and various seasonings that are necessary for barbecue... Finally, add a small stove and the soul of skewers—— Beer, roast first, eat first, perfect!

Ying Sheng frowned: "Scattered leftovers, what's delicious?"

"NoNoNo," Xiang Shen shook his head again and again, showing a mysterious smile, "Just wait, you won't be able to stop when the time comes."

Interstellar Express was as fast as ever. Xiang Shen tidied up the table, lit the stove, and began to put meat on the bamboo sticks. He felt too busy for one person, so he called Ying Sheng to help.

Ying Sheng pouted, showing reluctance on the face, but his movements were not slow at all.

After spending a long time stringing together the ingredients, Xiang Shen eagerly started the live broadcast—I bought so many things, I must pay back some money!

"Ding dong~"

"Because of your excellent performance in the first live broadcast, we will start the star network anchor incentive plan for you, and give [-] viewers traffic as a gift~"

"The company's technology has been upgraded, and now the anchor-audience sharing sensory function can be opened. We welcome all anchors to actively try!"

Xiang Shen was stunned.

This is simply...God help me too!

He took a deep breath, trembling his hands, and clicked "Open".

There was a buzzing sound in his brain. According to the instructions, his current senses have been connected to the live broadcast room.This means that the audience in the live broadcast room can also feel the taste and aroma he tasted!

"I'll go, what kind of smoky smell is this?"

"Is the anchor's house on fire?"

"It seems to be grilling meat...wow, why use bamboo skewers, and it looks so ugly."

"Can these animal offal be eaten? It's kind of disgusting..."

Xiang Shen glanced at the barrage, just turned on the smoking function, and then stood still, the old god was there; His Royal Highness had already hidden from the camera, and by the way, stayed away from the stove that smelled like devils.

He stared at Xiang Shen as he used a brush to brush oil and sauce layer by layer on the meat skewers. As the temperature rose, the position where the meat skewers touched the stove began to make a sizzling sound, and the color also changed. Deeper and deeper, deeper and deeper...

In the interstellar era, due to the advancement of kitchen technology, all kinds of charcoal grilling and fire frying are no longer common. The dinner robot for ordinary people can prepare dinner with one click, and the high-end food is carefully crafted, not like it is for people to eat. , it looks like a work of art on display.

Zulongxing's current food trend is one that is fresh and close to nature.

For example, sashimi in the shape of a carp jumping over a dragon gate.

Another example is Dragon and Phoenix Prosperity Vegetable Salad.

But no matter how beautiful the presentation is, it can only be a salad.Like the grilled sausage at the previous food festival, Xiang Shen made it first for Ying Sheng to taste it, and he fell in love with it.

Therefore, for barbecue, a form of food without any aesthetic feeling, of course the audience will not buy it.

"...It can only be said that it is a veritable dark cuisine."

"The anchor seems to be the champion of the weird big stomach king competition?"

"That's no wonder, the food is really weird."

As Xiang Shen's popularity in the food court has risen, many people have recognized him, and began to popularize Xiang Shen's "great achievements" to other people in the live broadcast room.

"Go and search for the playback video, the anchor is a real man."

"Iron Stomach, awesome!"

"Just because you can swallow the prince, I'm a fan!"

Below that is a string of +1's.

As soon as His Royal Highness was mentioned, the audience went into a carnival. All kinds of classic jokes emerged one after another. Ying Sheng's face was livid and his teeth were clenched.

Xiang Shen also wanted to laugh a little, but because of his good professionalism, he decided to use the stunt of adding fuel to the fire that he had learned by stealing to divert the attention of the audience——

"Aaaaaaaaaaa!"

"Scary to death! I'm going to be burned!"

"The anchor is crazy, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Hahahahaha I like this!"

The orange-red flames rushed straight to the roof, and the live broadcast room exploded in an instant. The barrage output was crazy.

The popularity skyrocketed, and the audience who were originally small by a few thousand doubled. It was late at night, and all kinds of idle audience grandparents flocked in to watch the live broadcast of the anchor and eat dark dishes, and by the way, he performed a blazing fire.

A group of people cried and shouted to give Shen a fire bang, and then they would give the anchor a big sword.

But Xiang Shen stuck to his morals and roasted his skewers unmoved.

He is a food anchor, not a sand sculpture anchor, he also has a bottom line!

Gradually, the audience who were enjoying themselves smelled a smell of meat.

"What's so fragrant? It can't be the meat skewers on the bamboo stick?"

"Damn it, I seem to have just finished eating, why am I hungry again?"

"I've been staring at the meat on the stove for a long time, and I feel that even the fat meat looks delicious..."

"It's oily, I admit, I'm drooling..."

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince at the side sat down a long time ago, and is now silently staring at the stove.

Smiling to Shen Waner, he handed over a string: "Try it, how about it?"

Ying Sheng cautiously took the skewer of roasted lamb with cumin, blew it, and carefully took a piece of meat with his teeth——

"!!!" His eyes widened suddenly.

Xiang Shen smiled smugly: "Not bad?"

The grandparents of the audience were anxious to death: "The anchor doesn't do human affairs, you should eat by yourself first!"

"That's right, I turned on the empathy, just want to taste what this thing tastes like!"

"Okay, okay, I'll satisfy you. But let me explain first, if you can't eat spicy food, remember to lower the level of spiciness. I grew up with spicy bibimbap."

Talking to Shen Bian, he sprinkled a layer of red chili powder on his mutton skewers, and the slightly pungent smell of chili pepper came to his nostrils, and the audience in the live broadcast room were stunned.

"Is this delicious?"

"Okay, I've decided to be a brave man."

"The anchor's taste is really... skeptical."

Xiang Chen didn't even try to defend himself, he just took a bite of the mutton skewers and began to chew slowly with an expression of enjoyment.

Fresh, fragrant, numbing and spicy, the roasted tender mutton feels as if it is about to melt as soon as it enters the mouth. The hot juice is plump and juicy, and the taste buds will be detonated in an instant!

——Let Master Xiang, who has been busy all day, be satisfied.

Audiences:"!!!"

There was a dead silence in the live broadcast room, and a moment later, a crazy barrage struck——

"The anchor is awesome——!!!"

The author has something to say: put a poison at night, let me see how many cuties are drooling hhhhh