When the male anchor is lonely, he cooks

Wen Le cut the blanched pork belly by himself, and he and Luo Zixin started cutting vegetables at the same time.

Usually, when Wen Le is chopping vegetables alone, everyone will only think that he is proficient and a bit fast; however, now that he and Luo Zixin are chopping vegetables together at the same time, his speed is completely compared. .

[Assuming that the headmaster’s knife moves 10 times per second, the speed of the two-two is three times that of his, and the resistance of cutting the onion cuts one-eighth of the pork belly. Find out how many minutes after the two-two cut the vegetables, the principal will cut finished? ]

[Ah, we found a Xueba, we tied him up, boiled water, boiled it, ding, got a damn Xueba. ]

[I used to think that the two-two speed was fast, but now with the principal as a foil, I think he is a king. ]

Soon everyone knew how long it took Luo Zixin to finish chopping the onions after Wen Le finished cutting the tripe, because at this time Wen Le started cutting the mutton again.

Wait until Wen Le cut the mutton into slices, the red bell pepper into shreds, half of the ginger and garlic into slices, and half into pieces.

[Principal, come on, you are only one dish away from the king.If you try harder, you will... Forget it, you should change your career, I can't bear to watch it. ]

[Don't talk about it, the headmaster was so angry that he cried. ]

Sure enough, when the audience took a closer look, the corners of Luo Zixin's eyes were already red, and if they looked closely, they could still see a gleam of tears.

Wen Le handed over a tissue, "Wipe it, the audience feels distressed."

Luo Zixin blinked and said with some difficulty, "Can I not learn this dish? It will affect my image on camera."

"Didn't you just say that you want to show your talent?" Wen Le put the oil in the pan and sauteed the garlic slices until fragrant.

"You can only choose one of talent and image, you choose yourself."

The shredded green peppers and red peppers were put into the pot together with the shredded onions. Wen Le added some salt when they were half-cooked, and briefly stir-fried them a few times, and the aroma came out.

Luo Zixin also thought about it, and he said fearlessly, "If I can only choose between talent and beauty, then I am willing to temporarily put aside my beauty!"

[Don't say it so reluctantly, you don't have any beauty to give up. ]

[Cub, talent is nothing but ethereal stuff, you are already ugly, you don’t need image, you are not afraid of falling fans! ]

"You can think about it. People who can let go of their image will generally succeed. I am optimistic about you." After Wen Leyu said earnestly, he handed Luo Zixin something.

"Chop this up too." He handed over a green onion as thick as a thumb.

"Scallions again?" Luo Zixin raised his head, not daring to let the sparkle from the corners of his eyes fall.

"No, this time it's scallions, just now it was onions." Wen Le scooped up the onions from the pot as he spoke.

[Principal, don’t cry, you are the most handsome cry among the onion cutters. ]

[Think about it, you have been exercising here today, and when the time comes to participate in the competition and let everyone chop onions together, you will be able to let go and let go. ]

"Can't you let me stir-fry vegetables?" Luo Zixin refused to accept any more contact with green onions, "You know that you are handsome in cooking, so let me chop green onions."

Wen Le stepped aside, "Okay, I still want to be handsome, so you can fry the belly."

Luo Zixin excitedly took the spatula, picked up the belly and wanted to fall over.

"Wait, we need to add more gas." Wen Le said.

"I will add cooking wine and oily soy sauce along the side of the pot in a while."

Under Wen Le's guidance, Luo Zixin finally made a fried tripe with green onion.

[It’s not easy, principal, Dad is so relieved. ]

[Although you are guided by two or two throughout the whole process, you are very good at wielding the spatula, principal! ]

[It turns out that being in charge will really make you handsome. Principal, you have successfully counterattacked. I will give you 9 points for this wave. ]

The audience praised the headmaster very much for their face, and they only praised him so happily that they wished to have another stir-fry, but unfortunately, the instructor was not there.

After hearing the special ringtone, Wen Le went outside the camera and answered the phone.

"Hey, grandpa."

His grandfather's voice came from the phone, and it sounded like he was in a good mood.

"Lele, I heard there is a cooking competition coming up?"

Wen Le thought for a while, "You mean "Cooking Competition"?" It seems that this is the only more famous cooking competition recently.

"Yes! That's the one!" Grandpa's voice became louder, "Lele, you go and sign up too, we won't compete for second place, we will win the championship."

It was rare to hear Grandpa's energetic voice, Wen Le said with a smile, "Grandpa, I'm just a small shrimp, how can I win the championship."

But his grandfather just felt that his grandson was good everywhere. In his eyes, winning a championship was as easy as drinking a bowl of egg soup.

"Isn't it a championship? My grandson Wen Sandao can easily win it." His grandfather was very confident.

"Wen Sandao? Last time you said that you are Wen Yiguo." Wen Le smiled, "I don't want to participate in this competition, so don't tease me."

His grandfather was unhappy, "Why don't you participate? If you don't participate, how will I let people know that my grandson is so handsome and powerful?"

No matter what Wen Le explained, his grandfather just wouldn't listen, so Wen Le had no choice but to agree to participate in the competition.

After answering the phone and returning home, Luo Zixin actually finished frying the mutton with spring onion under the command of the audience.

Wen Le applauded, "You can become a teacher now."

Luo Zixin smiled proudly, "I'm actually very talented."

[Principal, it is no problem for you to cross the food court. ]

[In the future, if you get scolded for playing games, go to the gourmet area to be a cooking newspaper, and follow the two to dominate the food area. ]

[There should be no problem with the audition for this level of competition. I am also optimistic about you, the principal. ]

The fans were very excited, as if they had successfully cooked their own dishes, and they shared the joy together.

But at this time, some strange remarks suddenly appeared in the barrage.

[It’s so funny that I’m too embarrassed to sign up for the competition if I’m so poor at cooking. ]

[Stir-fried mutton with scallions is not done in this way, if you don’t know how to do it as an anchor, don’t mislead others. ]

[There are so many people in the gourmet area who cook green onions and long meat, you are really the worst anchor, you should go back and study hard before you come back. ]

[With all due respect, I am so embarrassed that I am about to commit cancer. Can’t the two anchors cook well? The style is too frivolous. ]

The very disappointing barrage came out one after another. At first glance, I thought it was really what the onlookers said.

It's a pity that as long as there are fans who help to go back and tell them to leave if they don't like to watch, those people will not leave, and they will fight with other melon-eaters in the live broadcast room.

[The quality of the live broadcast content is poor, so let’s not let people say it!The quality of this Erliang's fans is too poor. ]

[It seems to be the same as last time. Didn't this Erliang brag about his strength last time, but he was discouraged when he encountered a match that really relied on strength. ]

[With this kind of strength, it is estimated that participating in the competition is also cannon fodder. ]

This group of people came out of nowhere, even if someone told them that Erliang didn't say those complacent words, they didn't listen at all, and they just posted bullet screens on their own, which made the audience in the live broadcast room very excited. Speechless.

[Where is this primary school student from?The black-eyed technique won't work. ]

[It’s so annoying to watch. Who are these people? It’s none of their business whether they participate in the competition or not. How can they be so lenient. ]

[That's right, even if we don't participate in the competition, but our principal has gone, those ky are so good at spraying, if you have the ability to participate in it yourself. ]

The barrage was full of noise for a while, and the rhythm was also brought up by those sunspots.

Wen Le raised his eyebrows, took out his phone and searched, and sure enough, there was a trending topic on Weibo.

[The No. 1 gourmet anchor of Jinjiang live broadcast station, Tingfeng, joined the program "Cooking Competition". 】

Although it was the last piece of news on the hot search list, but after clicking on it, the topic has become popular.

In fact, when Wen Le saw those trolls appearing in the live broadcast room, Wen Le didn't think about anything else, and just made a note for Ting Feng in his heart.

Wen Le faced the camera and said with a smile, "Just now someone said that I have no strength because I don't participate in the competition. I am very unhappy to hear that."

[Meow?Why are you smiling so handsomely? Are you going to make trouble? ]

"Two taels?" Luo Zixin asked suspiciously.

Wen Le picked up the water glass on the table and drank it in one gulp.

"Some viewers always say that if you don't participate in the competition, you have no strength. Although what you say is nonsense, I feel your expectations."

Although he was still smiling, his eyes gradually became sharper.

"Don't worry, I'll sign up online now, you won't be disappointed."

[hhh I think after you say this two or two, they may be disappointed to death. ]

[Infuriate them to death, let them talk nonsense, two or two you should go to the competition, scare them to kneel down and call daddy. ]

[Although it's very cool, but don't be influenced by them two or two, we will support you whatever you want to do! ]

Wen Le, "It's okay, I really want to participate."

It's a pity that everyone felt that he was angry, and Luo Zixin also persuaded him in a low voice, "Didn't you say you won't participate before? You don't have to care about those words."

Wen Le shook his head, and explained again that he really didn't force it.

Seeing that Yu Xingzhou wanted to speak, he said, "You also want me not to be impulsive?"

Yu Xingzhou shook his head, pointed at the cup that Wen Le drank in one gulp just now, and said calmly, "You took the wrong cup just now."

"..." Wen Le got stuck.

He turned around, not looking at Yu Xingzhou, "Alright, let's continue cooking."

[2333 seemed to freeze for a second just now. ]

[Yes, the scene was once very embarrassing hahahaha. ]

[Liangliang thought that the younger brother would also persuade him, but he didn't expect that he took the wrong cup, and the scene was very embarrassing for a while. ]

[Okay, the little brother is definitely going to be blacklisted by our couple. With this EQ, he will never be able to tease us for the rest of his life. ]

After such a disturbance, the relaxed atmosphere in the live broadcast room returned.

With a raised hand, Wen Le lifted the lid of the steamer, revealing the two eggs that had been put in before.

"The eggs are steamed, each of you can pick one and try it."