When the male anchor is lonely, he cooks

Two days before the preliminary competition, each participating member who had advanced received a message from the program team informing them of the upcoming competition.

The same as the qualifiers, the preliminary round is still a group of five people, and the materials are still provided by the program group, but the difference is that this time the contestants can bring their own tableware and tools.

Whether it's a knife or a blender, a smoker or a vacuum machine, as long as you don't think it's too heavy, you can bring it to the competition.

As soon as they received the news, the WeChat group of the five of them started beeping.

Luo Zixin: Have you received the notice? I heard that you can bring tools for the preliminary round!

Yi An: I just received it too, and there are still two days left. We can imagine in advance the type of dishes we will make, and then consider the tools to bring.

Zhang Xiaoyuan: I want to bring books.

Luo Zixin: ...What are you doing with your books?

Zhang Xiaoyuan: I have already memorized a cookbook.

Luo Zixin: What's so exciting about memorizing a cookbook, brother, I also memorized one.

Zhang Xiaoyuan: Brother Xiaoxin, what cuisine do you memorize?I just bought a new French cookbook and haven't had time to read it yet, so I want to take it with me to have a look.

Luo Zixin: Hey, what did I want to say just now?Oh, by the way, where is Xiao Yuan from our group? Where did he go?

Yi An: (Contempt. jpg) You changed the subject too bluntly.

Later, Yuan Yiyi also joined the topic, and everyone in the group began to discuss what they wanted to bring.

But Wen Le received a message from Yu Xingzhou.

Yu Damao: 'Are you ready to bring any tools? '

Wen Le raised her eyebrows, "Have you received the news so soon? 'These contestants just received the news.

But Yu Xingzhou sent another message over there, 'I have another message, do you want to know? '

Seeing that he rarely wants to whet people's appetites, Wen Le also sent an emoji to cooperate.

'(Looking eyes.jpg) What is the message? '

Yu Xingzhou wasn't trying to be a joke, 'This preliminary competition will be broadcast live on the whole network, and there will be a real-time display on the screen to feed back the barrage of the audience. '

Wen Le became interested. Nowadays, many talent competitions will be live broadcasted on the whole network to grab the ratings. I didn't expect that the program group of their cooking competition would also join in the fun.

He thanked Yu Xingzhou and told Luo Zixin and the others the news.

Luo Zixin: My Liangliang is amazing. There is no news on the official blog, but you already know about it. Where did you get the news.

Yuan Yidao: I called my senior brother just now, and I heard that the rules were set by the editor and director of the program group. You knew it very early.

Last time Wang Lin asked someone to release a series of clips on the official blog, which attracted a lot of fans, and because of the incident between Tingfeng and Wen Le on the Internet, both of them were contestants, so It created a lot of enthusiasm for the program group.Wang Lin was very perceptive, and immediately revised the previously arranged procedures.

The day before the competition, the official Weibo of the "Culinary Competition" program posted a message announcing the news that the preliminary competition would be broadcast live.

Now, fans who have been waiting to see the follow-up clip rejoice.

[I still want to wait for the video to continue. I didn't expect it to be changed to a live broadcast. The program team is great! ]

[Is there anyone who is as fan of the uncle group as I am? Friends, make an appointment to come together, let's use the barrage to support the uncle. ]

[Stand upstairs and don't leave, two or two fans of my mother are here, we can make an appointment to watch together. ]

[The two young ladies upstairs are stupid. With so many competitions, there must be two groups and one frame. If you want to watch the uncle and the two at the same time, you must play both. ]

[Double opening is nothing, I will open three times at that time, I am a cool brother with you Amway, the cooking looks so handsome, okay, friends, make an appointment to watch together. ]

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Knowing that he could bring his own kitchen utensils or tools, Yu Xingzhou sent Wen Le a complete set of knives, saying that it was the upcoming high-end series, and asked him to help advertise on the show.

Wen Le has also used custom-made knives before, using imported steel with low carbon content and a hardness of HRC60. Coupled with special processing technology and unique functional design, an ordinary-looking knife A knife was more expensive than a mobile phone at the time.

The chopping knife back then was already worn out, and later Wen Le also got used to cooking with ordinary stainless steel kitchen knives. Although he thought about buying all the knives he wanted one day, he didn't expect Yu Xingzhou to give it to him. surprised him.

"This is much better than 999 roses." Wen Le opened the box and teased.

Yu Xingzhou's eyelids twitched, he shook his head, and shook off the Chinese-heavy images in his mind.

"I heard that every professional top chef has a set of top-notch kitchen utensils." Yu Xingzhou looked at him, "In my mind, you are the best chef. I asked someone to customize a set of kitchen utensils just for you."

Exclusively for him?

Wen Le opened the carton, revealing the knives inside.

There are three main knives in the middle of the first floor, which are slicing, chopping and civil and military.The blade is sharp, the luster is cold, the handle is dark and low-key, and the texture is extraordinary. In addition, the thickness and feel of the three knives are particularly satisfying.

The only thing that makes Wen Le hesitate is that these three Chinese-style knives all have the same pattern on them, and the image of a cat with eyes squinting into a ball is suddenly printed so brightly on the conspicuous part of the knives, completely destroying these three knives. The knife has a cool and dangerous temperament.

He pointed to the cat on the knife and asked Yu Xingzhou what it was.

"Oh, that's Lele, the mascot of our new product." Yu Xingzhou said without changing his face.

"Lele?" Wen Le looked at the cat on the knife, and didn't want to have the same name as it. "Can you change the name of your knife?"

Otherwise, when Yu Xingzhou's company launches a product in the future, there will be another product called Lele Kitchen Knife on the market, how strange it sounds.

"Okay." Yu Xingzhou agreed to his request to change his name, "Then call it Er Liang Dao."

He also persuaded Wen Le, "You see, kitchen knives are usually named after people's names or surnames. Shibazi and Zhang Xiaoquan are like this, as are Fujijiro and Guan Sunliu from the island country next door. Lele and Erliang are used as names. The name of the knife is nice and catchy."

"You know quite a lot." Wen Le gave him a sideways glance. This person knew so much that he couldn't find an excuse to fool him.

In addition to the three Chinese-style knives in the middle, there is also a set of Western-style knives next to them.

However, this set of western-style knives was also engraved with a pattern. It was a cat twice the size of the Lele cat just now, with erect ears and wide-open eyes. It was clearly a cat, but Wen Le It seems to have seen the image of a noble and glamorous president.

"This is you?" Wen Le looked at the vigilant big cat, and then at Yu Xingzhou who raised the corner of his mouth.

"Isn't this mascot called Xingxing?" He asked, "Or Zhouzhou?" If Yu Xingzhou really dared to call it, then the balled cat just now was called Lele, and he would have no objection.

But obviously, Yu Xingzhou didn't have such an idea.

He stroked Wen Le's hair lightly, and told him: "Actually, the one just now was called Xiao Le, and now this one is called Da Le, and each set of Chinese and Western kitchen utensils is called Le Le together."

Wen Le accepted the knives and made up his mind to call the two sets of knives Xing Xing and Zhou Zhou in tomorrow's game.

The next day, almost all the players who had advanced last week came to the new competition venue.

The filming of the show has not yet started, Wen Le looked at the news in the wechat group.

Yuan Yiyi was taken to special training by his senior brother, and he rushed back from the plane in the middle of the night last night, and now he is stuck in traffic; Luo Zixin overslept and overslept, packing his things and rushing over; No news.

On the contrary, Zhang Xiaoyuan, who was the youngest, had the best sense of time. Wen Le saw his figure at the door after he had just finished replying and was about to arrive.

I saw that he was carrying a black schoolbag, which looked so sturdy that his little shoulders were about to be crushed.

Wen Le took off his schoolbag and almost didn't lift it with one hand.

"What did you bring, the schoolbag is so heavy?" The schoolbag weighed at least ten catties, and he had never memorized so many books before clearing the desk for the high school exam.

Zhang Xiaoyuan scratched her head, a little embarrassed, "It's just that I haven't finished memorizing some recipes."

Just as Wen Le was about to tell him not to look at the recipes, a strange voice suddenly interrupted their conversation.

Standing in front of him was a man wearing a white shirt, who was extremely clean, with a gentle demeanor but an ill-intentioned look in his eyes.

"Two taels?" His voice was low, very similar to the warm male voice mentioned on the Internet.

"I'm listening to the wind." He said, stretching out his right hand.

After taking a closer look, Wen Le finally connected the other party with Tingfeng on the Internet.

The person in front of him is at least one degree darker than Tingfeng's video, and most of the online videos only show the upper body, which always makes people mistakenly think that the person in the video is tall. The height written on Tingfeng's information is 1.8 meters five, and the man in front of him is no more than 1.8 meters tall.

There were too many slots for a while, and before Wen Le could hold back, he was interrupted by another voice.

"Why are you so rude? My brother greets you, do you have to look down on me so much?" A shrill female voice sounded from the side.

Tingfeng quickly said, "Fenfei, don't say that, this is Erliang, the anchor of the same live broadcast station as me, and he is very good at cooking."

It was fine if he didn't explain, but after explaining, Zhao Yuanfei became even more angry.She is Tingfeng's junior sister, and she agreed to his request to come and form a team. This was originally a good thing. Although his senior brother Tingfeng didn't continue to study art later, he has always been a good person, and the relationship between the two of them has always been good.

But I didn't expect that there was a person who was always jealous of his senior brother's talent, seeing that his senior brother was not pleasing to the eye, and always making troubles for her senior brother. Every time the senior brother told her, she wanted to meet him for a while and teach him a lesson. Look at this kind of people who only know hype.

Zhao Fenfei looks handsome, but has a pair of sharp eyebrows, and the way the eyebrows are raised at the moment is really a bit fierce.

"Don't think that if you know how to cook a few dishes, you are really capable. You only know how to play tricks behind your back. People who are not sincere in cooking will never win." Ting Feng glanced at him, as if he was fighting for him.

Wen Le didn't know what was going on, so he was scolded by a little girl, and it was hard to really compete with a little girl, so he was really pissed off.

He looked at Tingfeng, although the other person's face was a bit darker than in his video, but he was indeed good-looking, and he deliberately dressed in a mature and stable direction, which could really fool some little girls into believing his nonsense.

"You are really good." Wen Le said to Ting Feng, "Your junior sister is quite right. People who are not sincere will not win. You even lied to yourself. You are really sincere." If you want to pretend to be a white lotus, you don't know if you will be fine one day.

Ting Feng's face changed when he was provoked, but this was not enough, Zhang Xiaoyuan also spoke.

He looked very puzzled, "Liu Liang, are they singing oboe?" The bright black eyes behind the glasses were full of curiosity, as if he really just asked a question.

Wen Le knew that he was not as dazed as he looked, the words just now were definitely intentional.

"Well, they are very idle, and their acting skills are poor. I am a nice person, so they must perform in front of me." Wen Le returned.

As soon as he said this, the eavesdropping people around him almost died laughing, just Wen Le's mouth, this Tingfeng and his junior sister couldn't speak against him.

Hearing the snickers around him, Zhao Fenfei turned his anger on Zhang Xiaoyuan, saw that he was just a dull little man with glasses frame, and gave him a contemptuous look.

"It's true that everyone came to participate in the competition. There are even short and fat nerds with schoolbags on their backs. Do you think this is a classroom? Oh, there are so many stupid and wicked people, no wonder you are mixed with people like Erliang , or quickly retire, don't be ashamed."

Zhao Fenfei is out of breath, she has always been very talented, even if she learns casually, the dishes she cooks are better than those mediocre people who have been lucky enough to study hard for a long time, of course she doesn't like little peas like Zhang Xiaoyuan.

"Miss, pay attention to your words." Wen Le frowned and warned, "This is not your home. You have a hobby of personal attacks, so go home and practice in front of the mirror. Why bother to speak harshly to a child here."

Although Zhang Xiaoyuan has many shortcomings, he is his lovely team member. Wen Le doesn't think that others will think that he even talks about women.

But Zhang Xiaoyuan's ability to come to participate in the competition by himself while other students were playing games showed that he was not an ordinary high school student.

He pushed his glasses, and said to Zhao Yuanfei, "Auntie, I disagree with what you said, I'm not a nerd."

He was young and had a round face, Zhao Yuanfei couldn't stand still when he called auntie, but it wasn't over yet.

"Auntie, let me ask you a simple question, do you know how to say fish-flavored shredded pork in English?"

Zhao Yuanfei was taken aback by his question, and thought about the English word for fish-flavored shredded pork.

But before she could remember, Zhang Xiaoyuan said the answer,

"It doesn't matter if you don't know English, British food is not good, so do you know how to say fish-flavored shredded pork in French?"

Zhao Fenfei fell into a new problem again, and only the four words Yuxiang Pork Shredded remained in his mind.

Tingfeng saw that Zhao Yuanfei was completely brought into the rhythm by the other party, and quickly interrupted, "What are you talking about, we are here to participate in the cooking competition, not the translation competition."

Zhang Xiaoyuan took out a computer-sized cookbook from his large black schoolbag, rolled his eyes, opened the cookbook, and said slowly, "Uncle, you don't understand."

Tingfeng frowned.

Zhang Xiaoyuan, "Just now my aunt said I was a nerd, but I only asked two questions and she didn't know all of them. Isn't she worse than a nerd?"

He flipped through the colorful cookbook in pure French, and the dishes on it could only be called by their Chinese names, but they couldn't read their original names in French. But unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaoyuan pointed to the recipes one by one and wrote them in Chinese and French together. Read it out.

Tingfeng and Zhao Yuanfei have never been so embarrassed as they are now. The eyes of those around watching the excitement fell on them, as if they were mocking their ignorance and idiots.

Zhao Yanfei regretted provoking this dwarf, she likes picking up soft persimmons, but this time she misjudged, this nerd is obviously more hateful than that Erliang, he actually made her so ashamed.

"Senior brother..." She couldn't help but twitch Tingfeng, wishing he could beat up the bookworm in front of him who humiliated them with the name of the dish.

Tingfeng was so angry that his teeth were itching, he didn't expect Zhao Yuanfei to be so useless, but fortunately, his manual skills are acceptable, he must tell her to let her compete well when he goes back, he will definitely let Erliang and the others lose miserably.

"Let's go. If they like to read recipes, let them read them. You'll know how good they are later." After saying that, he turned around and left with Zhao Yuanfei.

"Actually, I can not only read, but also memorize." Zhang Xiaoyuan shouted at the backs of the two, and put away the recipes only after seeing the two speeding up the pace of fleeing.

"Hahaha, coward." He bared all his teeth when he smiled, and after he finished laughing, he gave Wen Le a slightly embarrassed look, and he returned to the cute and silly look before.

Wen Le praised him bitterly, "That's great! Xiaoyuan, you are so smart."

Zhang Xiaoyuan raised his eyes and looked at him seriously, "Don't you think I'm a nerd? Even cooking competitions bring recipes and dictionaries."

"You still have a dictionary in your bag?" Wen Le finally knew why the backpack was so heavy.

He smiled and said: "How are you a nerd? You should be called a schoolmaster. If you are a nerd, what should I call a person like me who doesn't even know French? Are you illiterate?"

After a while, Zhang Xiaoyuan said slowly: "I know that I am slow to react, sometimes my attention will always be shifted to other things, my words are not pleasant, and my classmates don't like talking to me, they all say that I am just A nerd."

"The teacher and my dad only want me to read more and study more, but sometimes I'm still unhappy. The book is very good, it can answer many of my questions, and I don't think I'm a nerd."

Speaking of this, Zhang Xiaoyuan showed a very simple smile, "I know I'm not good at cooking, but I'm really happy to be with you team leader, I like this feeling."

Wen Le patted his head with a soft voice like a gentle wind.

"You are not a nerd, school and teachers can't teach you everything, so never deny yourself because of other people's eyes."

Wen Le looked at him and saw the uneasiness hidden in his eyes.

"Do you remember the name of our group?"

Zhang Xiaoyuan was taken aback, it seemed that their group had never had a group name.But the naturalness of Wen Le's question made him doubt his own memory.Did he accidentally forget the group name?

"I...don't remember." This was the first time he couldn't remember hearing something, "What is our group name?"

Wen Le succeeded in changing the topic, Zhang Xiaoyuan finally got better, but got entangled with the non-existent group name.

As soon as Wen Le raised his head, he blurted out a simple and rude group name, "Of course our group is called the promotion group."

Zhang Xiaoyuan's eyes widened, this uneducated group name was shocked.

At this time, Luo Zixin didn't know when it was here, and patted Zhang Xiaoyuan's shoulder and said, "That's a good name! We can definitely advance."

Yuan Yidao and Yi An also arrived, and the five people in the group gathered together, looked at each other and smiled, their eyes sparkling.Their reasons for participating are different, and their identities and occupations are different, but they all have only one goal, and that is to win!