Everyday being eaten by a dead enemy [Live]

Tan Xi suspects that she is deaf, or that Lao Ye is crazy.

Lao Ye said he was happy?

He is happy to have a ball!

He never gave Tan Xi anything at all.

What are you doing to actively cooperate with the show?

What are you drawing?

Tan Xi reviewed the relationship between herself and Lao Ye from beginning to end on the sofa.

Lao Ye is Wei Zhiyan's gay friend for more than ten years. This name had a high frequency of appearances when Tan Xi and Wei Zhiyan were in love.

But because they were in New Zealand at that time, they never had the chance to meet Master Ye.

When Tan Xi returned to China, she already knew about Wei Zhiyan's affair, but since the two fell out, they naturally had no chance to meet Lao Ye.

After entering Liancheng's live broadcast, he vaguely heard this person from Fang Yu's mouth, and guessed that he was Tan Xi's younger brother.

The first time I entered Lao Ye’s live broadcast room was when Tan Xi was just doing food and broadcasting. The first thing was to see how popular food anchors live broadcast. The second was really curious, and I wanted to see dead/scum What kind of person/scumbag is a fox friend and dog friend.

For this reason, Tan Xi specially registered a trumpet, and [Take it to the dog] was born in this way.

At that time, Tan Xi was secretly proud of coming up with this pun for a long time.

Then…………

Tan Xi was trapped in Lao Ye's live broadcast room and hasn't come out yet.

Such a stroke,

Tan Xi found out that the two of them were really related,

So what is the intention of Lao Ye's operation.

At this moment, Wei Zhiyan was no less confused than Tan Xi.

Who is Lao Ye?

He is Wei Zhiyan's best buddy!

Who is Qin Xi?

Bad-tempered and mean-mouthed ex!

How could the two of them have developed a relationship where they could reciprocate without his knowledge.

What's more, Lao Ye is still a penny-pinching person.

Wei Zhiyan has known him for so long, and he has never received a gift, and he has never even had the experience of packing up the leftovers of his meal and going home.

So, this thing is just unbelievable.

Lao Ye tossed the pot, turned the strips of meat over, and a smell of lard penetrated into Wei Zhiyan's nostrils.

Wei Zhiyan rubbed the tip of his nose with one hand, staring at the slightly yellowish flesh, and swallowed: "What did you give him?"

Lao Ye thought for a while: "Well, I forgot..."

Wei Zhiyan:?

"Ask the barrage, they have a better memory than me." Old Ye said with certainty.

Wei Zhiyan fell silent, as if he was really watching the barrage.

Lao Ye turned the meat over again with a shovel, "How about it, do you remember the barrage?"

Wei Zhiyan straightened his neck: "I remember, Tan Xi didn't take out the things at all, and they saw the box, and it said Old Ye from the Imperial Dining Room."

Lao Ye turned down the fire, and suddenly realized: "Oh, so it is like this."

Wei Zhiyan: ...

Lao Ye: ………

"...And then," Wei Zhiyan, who was waiting for the next sentence, widened his eyes, "So it's gone?"

Lao Ye glanced at him: "...you put your phone on the table and help me get the spray gun."

Wei Zhiyan was full of doubts, but looking at Lao Ye's appearance, he obviously didn't want to say more in front of the camera, so he had to do so reluctantly: "...Where is the thing?"

Lao Ye sent Wei Zhiyan away, and finally had time to interact with fans: "This piece of pork is too thick to be fried on high heat. It can only be fried slowly on low heat. After it is cooked through, I will paint it with a spray gun."

Next to the stove is an induction cooker. Lao Ye filled a small milk pot with half a pot of water and put it on the induction cooker: "Wait for the water to boil, put the Cantonese cabbage down and blanch for 1 minute, and then the pot will be ready."

Wei Zhiyan's disturbing voice was no longer in his ears, and Tan Xi took the mobile phone that was placed far away on the table just now, and brought it closer again.

Listening to the old Ye Zheng'er's eloquent explanation, and looking at the waist wrapped in an apron in the distance on the screen, Tan Xi suddenly felt a sense of tranquility.

Sure enough, people are all compared.

Against the backdrop of Wei Gou, Lao Ye looks so upright and friendly.

And how pure and friendly are the fans in Lao Ye's live broadcast room after turning his attention to the food,

Tan Xi couldn't help but feel a little hungry looking at the barrage, after all, the food she ate during the live broadcast didn't enter her stomach at all.

He picked up the box of "The Culprit" by the table and unwrapped the carton.

The crimson [palace] seal was stamped on the shortbread, which was exactly the palace Wufu shortbread that Lao Ye made during the live broadcast the day before yesterday.

Tan Xi held the cake to her nose and smelled it. The cold pastry had no special aroma.

Qin Xi took a small bite off a corner, the crust was crispy, and the sesame seeds were full of fragrance,

Well, not bad.

The purple taro paste is very soft and glutinous, it melts in the mouth, and the taste is sweet and mellow... Qin Xi stuffed the remaining half of the shortbread into her mouth.

Before he could swallow it all, Wei Zhiyan found the spray/gun and came back.

Lao Ye put the cabbage into the pot, and then began to use a spray/gun to color the cooked pork.

The blue flame wraps the red fire core, and the surface/skin of the roasted strips of meat soon turns red.

Wei Zhiyan leaned closer and shook his nose: "It smells so good, it really smells like my hometown."

Old Ye didn't lift his head: "Go, take out the cabbage and drain it."

Wei Zhiyan obeyed obediently.

"That's not right, poached eggs, dejected soul scrambled eggs!" When Wei Zhiyan questioned, Lao Ye was just slicing the meat, and said casually: "The soul is injected by your hardworking hands."

Wei Zhiyan: "..."

Lao Ye: "There is an egg fryer in the cabinet, do it yourself, good boy."

Wei Zhiyan glanced at Lao Ye resentfully: He came here for a meal, but he was sent to do so much work.

Moreover, I don't know if it was his illusion, but Lao Ye seemed to send him here and there on purpose today...

Wei Zhiyan scratched his cheek, as if he didn't offend the old man recently.

In the end, when Lao Ye put the final form of Desolation/Hun Fan in front of the camera, Wei Zhiyan's expression was very awkward.

Although the dishes are simple dishes, they are better than the color matching.

The cabbage heart is bent like a green boat with a few leaves standing on the shore, the dark red char siew is soaked in bright oil like the vermilion magpie bridge, and the fried egg like a round sun is flowing golden...

Eh?

wrong,

The round sun... cracked.

Omelette it, broken.

"Crack/crack/crack" Lao Ye clapped his hands, "Teacher Wei Wei has such skillful hands!"

puff……

Tan Xi was eating the second piece of shortbread, just bit off the skin, her mouth was full of sesame seeds and almost sprayed out...

As a former victim of Wei Zhiyan's culinary skills, Qin Xi even suspected that this was also one of the causes of anorexia.

However, he knew that Wei Zhiyan had tried his best,

It is not easy to shape fried eggs.

Wei Zhiyan was also thick-skinned, he took the chopsticks and was ready to start: "Don't worry about these details, as long as it tastes good."

As if to confirm his statement, Wei Zhiyan picked up the broken fried egg with his first chopsticks...

"How is it delicious?" Lao Yeren did not enter the scene, and his voice came from the side.

Wei Zhiyan's face was distorted, and his eyelids were twitching. After several mouthfuls of food, he calmed down a little, "...the salt is a bit too much."

Sure just a little bit?

Tan Xi had to admit that Wei Zhiyan might have opened up a new world for the food and television industry.

This kind of live broadcast style of cooking poisons oneself, maybe things will be reversed in extremes, but it can attract countless fans and become popular all over the country...

However, Wei Zhiyan didn't think so.

He didn't touch the fried egg again. After taking a few mouthfuls of rice, he picked up a piece of char siew and put it in his mouth.

"My God!" Wei Zhiyan turned his head abruptly, his eyes widened, "What did you put in here?"

In Tan Xi's eyes, Wei Zhiyan's expression at this moment is like a wild dog who has been starving for three months and saw fleshy bones.

"Let it go..." Lao Ye thought for a while, and said strangely, "Why should I tell you?"

Wei Zhiyan: ...

Wei Zhiyan wiped out most of the bowl in an instant, burped, and turned his head to the side: "Won't you eat, Lao Ye?"

"Well, I'm not hungry."

Wei Zhiyan was a little curious when he saw Lao Ye holding his mobile phone and looking absent-minded, but he continued to eat the delicious food.

Wei Zhiyan's eating habits were not ugly, but Tan Xi looked disgusted.

Seeing that the crisis was basically resolved, Tan Xi quit the live broadcast room.

When returning to the main page, Tan Xi suddenly saw a small red dot in the private message column.

Qin Xi felt a little strange,

Although Liancheng's live broadcast platform can follow each other, Qin Xi's account is a small account and doesn't have much attention.

Tan Xi clicked on the small envelope icon.

The information comes from people who follow you: anchor Yushanfang Laoye.

Information content: Are you Qingxi?

Just four words, the impact on Qin Xi was like a flash flood.

Look at the sending time of the message again,

30 seconds ago.

Lao Ye actually sent me a private message during the live broadcast! !

Qin Xi bit her lip and replied the message,

no.

After two seconds,

Anchor Yushanfang Lao Ye: I don't believe it.

What the hell?The live broadcast is over? ?

Tan Xi clicked into Lao Ye's live broadcast room again, and found that the live broadcast was still going on, and Wei Zhiyan was singing.

Lao Ye is still not in the picture.

Thinking of Lao Ye sitting next to him and texting herself, Qin Xi felt a little bad all over.

Qin Xi retreated to the private message interface again.

After staring at the screen for a while, Tan Xi moved her fingers.

Feed it to the dog: T^T If you don’t believe me, there’s nothing I can do about it

Qin Xi thought about it and added a sentence.

Feed it to the dog: she is a girl paper (￣y▽￣)~*

After a while,

Anchor Yushanfang Laoye: Qingxi is a woman, but I don't know.

Qin Xi: meow meow meow

Feed it to the dog: No!

Anchor Yushanfang Laoye: What do you mean?

Feed it to the dog: Master Ye, I am your fan! !But this matter must never let the third person know╥﹏╥

Anchor Yushanfang Laoye:?

Feed it to the dog: Actually...... I am the assistant of the anchor of Qingxi (.._..)

After this message was sent, Lao Ye remained silent for a long time.

Feeling complacent, Tan Xi took another piece of shortbread and took a big bite: I'm simply a genius from heaven, with extraordinary intelligence, so it can explain why the things sent by Lao Ye's live broadcast room ended up on the host's table.

After about half a minute,

Qin Xi received a reply:

Host Yushanfang Laoye: So Qin Xi's nickname is Weiwei?

Feed it to the dog:?No

Anchor Yushanfang Lao Ye: I remember, you said in the live broadcast room that Wei Wei ate the palace Wufu crisps I made.

Qin Xi: ...

Anchor Yushanfang Lao Ye: But I heard from the barrage that the box of shortbread is in Qingxi.

Host Yushanfang Laoye: It seems that you don't like Qingxi very much.

Tan Xi remembered that Weiwei was the name he made up just now, and at the critical moment just now, he got the dog's name in a hurry to win attention.

Qin Xi: Grass......