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"Are you sure you want to use this form?" Xiang Shen asked hesitantly.

Ying Sheng nodded: "It can be regarded as a warm-up. Sometimes gossip from the people represents rumors. We just need to make this rumor stronger. When the war is declared, the public will accept it more. high."

Xiang Shen hissed and scratched his head in annoyance: "Okay then. But everything else is simple. The question is, what am I going to eat this live broadcast?"

It can't be too greasy, so that it won't look good for later publicity; it can't be too exaggerated, which will cause unnecessary controversy... Thinking about it this way, there are really not many options for reference.

The boy was worried.

He turned on the optical brain, and the current star network is the calm before the storm. It is peaceful on the surface, but in the hidden corners of the major forums, everyone is discussing the current situation nervously.This tense atmosphere has intensified since Zerg figures were reported in various parts of the star field where Zulongxing was located.

No one wants to start another war, except the aggressors themselves.

The Zerg's attack is unorganized. Although the high-level Zerg can command the low-level Zerg, once they reach the army level of millions or even tens of millions, they can only issue the simplest and most basic orders to the low-level Zerg.It was all because of their terrifying and continuous reproductive ability that they were able to look down upon in the universe like locusts passing through.

Hey, if only the Zerg could eat it too.

While thinking about such unrealistic things, Xiang Shen casually searched the food section of Xingwang. Now he is basically at the top of the list in the food section. Under the account, there are fans screaming and waiting for updates every day:

"Check in on the 101st day when the anchor disappeared..."

"Could something be wrong? There's not even any news. The society is not peaceful recently. Brother Kun, are you okay?"

"Without Brother Kun's live broadcast, I actually managed to lose weight!"

"Upstairs, I weighed myself today, and lost five catties! I'm in a very complicated mood right now..."

"I'm different from you guys. I paid attention to the anchor because of his good looks. His Royal Highness is a surprise."

"+1, isn't Brother Kun a good-looking anchor? Thinking back to knowing that he only eats and doesn't get fat, my jealous eyes turned green."

Xiang Shen was amused by them, and sent a message:

[Hi everyone, I'm back!It’s just that I have been troubled by trivial matters recently, so I haven’t been able to update in time. Please forgive my googoo~ As compensation, just tell me in the comment area what you want to eat, see you at 7:[-] tonight! 】

Just a second after sending it, there are countless replies flocking in immediately. The message bar is swiped to 999+ red dots, and the private messages in the backstage are full, so that Xiang Shen has to close the private messages, and come back after waiting for a few hours .

At this time, although the enthusiasm of everyone's comments has passed, the enthusiasm has been completely topped up.The demons in the front row danced wildly, making people dazzled:

"The return of the missing!"

"Catch a pigeon spirit! Let's make pigeon soup tonight, quack quack quack quack~"

"How can it be stewed? Roasted squab with cumin, roasted pigeon from Orleans, roasted pigeon in tin foil... In short, a set of [-] pigeons will relieve your anger!"

"I agree, I want to watch the anchor eat himself."

"Although, Brother Kun is a fish."

"Upstairs is a fake fan, drag it out and stew it, Brother Kun is Kunpeng! Peng was eaten by you?"

"Read it with me: We are born from the same root, so why rush each other..."

Xiang Shen: "..."

He couldn't help but be deeply impressed by the netizens' teasing skills and their deep abhorrence towards Goo Goo, and decided that he must change his past mistakes from now on, and will never complain about the behavior of pigeon spirits.

[Okay, since everyone wants to eat pigeons so much, we will finalize it as an ingredient tonight! ps: There will be many guests attending tonight~]

After sending this passage again, Xiang Shen calmed down and asked with satisfaction that the chef of Dragon Palace would take the position of chef for a long time, and started the first step of the grand culinary plan.

As far as he knows, there is a group of blue on the other side of the mountain... Ah no, in a place called Sanqianbishui on the Zulong star, there is a group of snow-white, huge and plump...

Mutant pigeons.

They are usually dispatched in groups. When they spread their wings and fly high, they spread their wings densely, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.They belong to free-range poultry, with high IQ and a little bit of arrogance. They don't bother to be fed like ordinary pigeons. Instead, they choose to carry food from the clear water, and sometimes even bring a little food. for the nearby residents.

Usually, pigeon breeders can only satisfy their hunger with these pitiful food while drooling, praying in their hearts to "be fattened and fattened", and shouting "big big big big" on their lips, while looking at their thin and small bodies anxiously.

But with the delicious pigeon meat, they can always attract a steady stream of pigeon breeders, from all corners of the world, come to them continuously.

They squatted patiently in the corner, willingly waiting for the day when the pigeons gain weight, and then stretched out their sinful hands...

"Boom!"

With an extremely evil grin on Xiang Shen's face, he strangled his neck, raised his knife and dropped it, killing this huge snow-white pigeon with one blow, causing it to let out the pigeon's last cry——

"Cuckoo! Coo—"

Looking at this scene, Ying Sheng suddenly felt a chill down his back.

With lingering fear, he touched his neck, walked silently to the corner of the kitchen, and together with a group of chefs, helped scald and clean the pigeons.

Daughter-in-law... I don't know why, but there is so much resentment.

Pigeon is an excellent tonic for nourishing the body and improving health; pigeon meat is rich in nutrition and has an excellent taste.Xiang Shen set up a huge grill, set up a soup pot as tall as a person, lit the fire, poured water, and brushed with oil... After a while, a strong fragrance filled the square of the Dragon Palace.

As their fiery cooking career gradually advanced, the red sun gradually sank below the horizon, the sunset was dim, and the stars were shining. It was seven o'clock.

Although it was already winter, the icy cold wind could not extinguish everyone's enthusiasm, because everyone knew that this was probably the last reckless gathering before the war in the Dragon Palace.

The Dragon King personally lit the bonfire. Ying Sheng arranged the schedule of the patrol team to ensure that every soldier had the opportunity to participate in this event. The everlasting plaid shirt came to the square.

The oily roasted squab is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, the skin is crispy and thin, and drops of clear oil slide down the pigeon's wing tips; the stewed pigeon soup exudes a strong aroma, and the soup head is chug dong chug Even the roasted pigeon wrapped in tin foil trembled slightly in the firelight, emitting dreamy hazy white gas, which made people so greedy that they wanted to pounce on it and have a bite now.

"Gudong."

For a moment, the sound of swallowing saliva became one piece, one after another.

The team leader stopped in front of the researchers who were staring at them, and said in a deep voice: "You all pay attention to your image. After all, you are specially hired scientific researchers by the country. Let's rank seniority. I will try it for you first."

Immediately there was booing, and the researchers dared not speak out, and could only stare at him angrily with their eyes.

Ying Sheng crossed Erlang's legs, squinted at the past, and snorted: "You go second, my wife's cooking, of course I will be the first to taste."

This time, it was the team leader's turn to dare not speak out.

The Dragon King on the side coughed heavily, the corner of His Highness's mouth twitched, and he reluctantly compromised and said: "Okay, then I will be second."

Dad nodded, satisfied.

Xiang Shen kept staring at the fire, although it was a cold and windy weather, but he was sweating profusely.First remove the tin foil, and then turn down the heat. He was extremely busy. When it was time to brush the sauce for the roasted pigeon, Ying Sheng took the seasoning: "Let me do it."

The boy looked up at him, a little worried: "Scrub carefully!"

"Understood." Ying Sheng replied with a smile.

He bent down and brushed the secret sauce prepared by Xiang Shen on the skin of the roasted squab little by little, layer by layer. The spice penetrated into the roasted skin and flesh with the help of fire, ensuring that every trace of pigeon meat , Every inch of the skin is stained with the mellow aroma of the sauce, just the smell is enough to make people want to wear it.

Xiang Shen opened the live broadcast room.

In the afternoon, Dragon Palace's public account on Xingwang released a meaningful message, which caused netizens who didn't know about it to start talking about it, and they were all curious about Shen, His Royal Highness, and even the entire royal family. How deep is the involvement.

Someone joked: "Could it be a family at all? The anchor is the little prince of the royal family lost in the folk?"

Some people secretly started a gamble for this, guessing whether this live broadcast was a drama specially created by the royal family to recognize relatives, and the number of participants has reached hundreds of thousands.If it weren't for the fact that the public gambling would be taken away by the Internet police, it is estimated that if the gambling table is put on the bright side, at least millions of people will participate.

But when the live broadcast actually started, they realized that it was not as simple as the royal family recognizing relatives!

The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky into deep and shallow dreamy purple. On a winter evening, a handsome young man stood in the evening wind. Probably because he was too close to the grill, his cheeks were blush. Bright flames danced in the sky, even if the clothes he was wearing were slightly bloated, it did not prevent people from noticing his slender and tall figure.

The bullet screen was frantically swiped, and a group of fans started to carnival, but more netizens began to notice the background of the live broadcast room.

"This is... inside the Dragon Palace, right?"

"Oh my god, I only went in once when I won the prize in the elementary school math Olympiad..."

"Wow, I saw Your Majesty! This card, the number one anchor of Star Network, is a certainty!"

"There's also the Minister of Finance! The Minister of Foreign Affairs, the Minister of National Security, the head of the Scientific Research Department... I'll go, they're all bosses!"

"Brother Kun is awesome! So you really are the prince who has been lost by the royal family for many years?"

"Hahahaha I won the bet! I bet—"

"...Why was that person silenced?"

"I guess the water meter was checked by the Internet police. Don't change the topic, let's continue the discussion. I'm just going to play this bloody joke hehehe."

"Does this mean that His Royal Highness has a younger brother? We have a Second Highness?"

"Maybe... I'll go, you guys quickly see what His Royal Highness is doing!"

In the picture, Ying Sheng put down the sauce bucket, turned on the optical brain to check the current temperature, frowned immediately, whispered a few words to his entourage, and brought a scarf after a while.

And Xiang Shen, who was sweating profusely from the heat, had just extinguished the fire when he was surrounded by a big fluffy scarf around his head like a neckless star.

Xiang Shen: "..."

He took a deep breath, and wanted to tear this obstructive thing away: "I'm almost dying of heat—"

"No," Ying Sheng held him down, "It's easy to get sick when the seasons change. You were hot just now because you were cooking. Now it's winter, and the wind is strong in the open air. What if you catch a cold?"

Xiang Shen wriggled under his hands: "I! No! Yes!"

"No."

"You're sick of it!"

Even though they were cursing, the two looked sticky, and the pink bubbles exceeded the standard.

Netizens in the barrage: "..."

Are we blind?

Looking at the surrounding crowd, it seems that they are used to getting along with each other. Even the Dragon King is calm, and he pays less attention to his own son than a fat and tender roasted pigeon.

Until one person stood up and said tremblingly: "Brothers and friends, you are really hammering..."

The audience immediately followed suit: "Yes, yes", "His Royal Highness is such a good brother", "Two handsome guys, seductive and seductive" and so on.

The style of painting is embarrassing.

Although because of so many speculations in the early stage, netizens are more inclined to this is a royal family confession, but after witnessing this scene with their own eyes, they can't help but feel subtle in their hearts: This seems... not quite right Smell?

Think about your brothers and sisters and you will know. Usually, everyone thinks that their elder sister/older brother/brother/sister is mentally retarded. On the one hand, they are disgusted and caring, but on the surface, they all have an attitude of wishing to punch the other’s head out of shit. , the mantra in front of friends is even more similar: because there is no way to get rid of it, you can only make do with it.

Ordinary people are like this, not to mention the royal family who even made a bad TV series?

In the eyes of some people, the smiles on Ying Sheng's and Xiang Shen's faces are all hypocrisy, and they are playing tricks every time, and they probably want to stab each other with a knife in their hearts!

Now that it's done, gossip netizens don't have time to care about the food, and they are all gearing up: intrigue arrangement!Tit for tat arrangement on!

Ying Sheng didn't know what these idle and boring people were thinking, he talked about it, and finally wrapped the scarf around Xiang Chen, and he was relieved.

He looked at the displeased young man, with slightly raised lips, adjusted the fringe of his scarf, then lowered his head in satisfaction, kissed him on the forehead, and took Xiang Shen's hand to go to the bonfire. walk aside.

Netizens who are thinking about it: "..."

"I really feel... the brotherhood that moves the heavens... What a fart!"

The live broadcast room was like entering a cat's rat's nest. In just a second, the pot was completely blown up.The barrage started to falter when the screen swiped, frame by frame seemed to be playing a ppt, and the technical brother of Xingwang was called by the leader to work overtime in tears, while secretly watching the live broadcast and eating melons.

Xiang Shen glanced at the barrage, and said with a smile: "Huh? Haven't you found out yet? Well, let's make an official announcement. That's right, His Royal Highness and I took the time to fall in love. Well, let's let Let's taste the much-anticipated whole pigeon feast—"

Barrage: "No, no, no, no, no, no, we're not looking forward to it at all! You come back to me, explain things clearly before leaving!!!"

The author has something to say: Everyone, I have already conducted a deep review of my behavior in the article. I hope you will forgive me for the sake of the big pigeon turning into a roasted squab! (Look at my sincere eyes.jpg

ps: Bishui and Sanqian are both Jinjiang author forums. There is indeed a group of plump pigeon spirits who are discussing fancy cuckoo every day. Really fat.

pps: The school is about to start, and I will try to finish it in a few days. I hope everyone can save my new article on sand sculptures (just Mary Sue’s article)~ This time, I must save the manuscript in advance, and I will never cluck!