entertainment age

Mo Qingge did not expect Xu Zhengran to have such a cute side.The impression Xu Zhengran left on him was that of a young man with four talents, who definitely possessed all the outstanding characteristics of young people in the new era.However, he did not expect Xu Zhengran to come up with such a thing.

On the small round table, there are two large porcelain bowls, steaming up.The aroma in the bowl soon filled the whole house.

"Pig knuckle noodles?" Mo Qingge walked over, neatened his chopsticks and said, looking at Xu Zhengran who was opposite the small round table.Mo Qingge had exchanged memories about Huaguo culture before, so he naturally knew what pig's knuckle noodle noodles meant - to drive away bad luck.

"It's the first time I've made this, so try it." Xu Zhengran said.

Mo Qingge nodded, picked up a sandwich and swallowed.If this action was done by other people, it would inevitably be a bit indecent, but now looking at it from Mo Qingge, it has its own flavor.But no matter what, Mo Qingge paid great attention to etiquette. If it was in front of outsiders, even if he was about to starve to death, he would not be so rude.But the current behavior is not in line with his philosophy at all.

Why would he do this?

Perhaps he thought that what every chef hopes to see is that diners can really like and understand this dish.But liking and understanding need behavior to express.As a cook and lover, Xu Zhengran naturally also wanted to see Mo Qingge's love.Mo Qingge thought, perhaps by doing so, Xu Zhengran's satisfaction could reach the highest point.

"Delicious!" Mo Qingge raised her head "in her busy schedule" and stared blankly at Xu Zhengran who had stopped eating noodles, "Zhenran, it's good to have you."

The hot air that has not yet dissipated lies between the two, but it does not blur their faces in each other's eyes.

After eating the breakfast made by Xu Zhengran, Mo Qingge came to Star Company full of food.Standing downstairs in the company, Mo Qingge smiled softly, no one could see the brilliance of that moment.

--"ah!"

As soon as Mo Qingge stepped into the company, she heard a scream. Looking up, it was the front desk lady who hadn't seen her for a long time.Mo Qingge was a little surprised, so she looked over.

The young lady at the front desk is still the same as before, willful and naive.

"Mo Shuai!" In the blink of an eye, the receptionist ran to Mo Qingge's side.

"What's the matter?" Mo Qingge smiled half a smile, "Could it be impossible to enter?"

"Where is there!" The front desk lady took out a notebook doggy-leggedly, "Mo Shuai, please sign the little one~"

Mo Qingge took the notebook, but didn't make any movements. He just smiled playfully and watched the movements of the front desk lady.The lady at the front desk froze, but how could the lady at the front desk give up lightly, "Mo Shuai, your heroic appearance on the plane has already fascinated me, my wife..."

As for Mo Qingge, Mo Qingge hastily signed his name and left under the eyes of the lady at the front desk who was hesitant to speak.After all, Mo Qingge really couldn't bear that look!

Came to the door of Guan Yun's office.

The door was not closed, it was ajar.There was no "squeak" when the door was pushed open, and Mo Qingge's footsteps were not very heavy, and Guan Yun was in a state of ecstasy, so Guan Yun didn't notice Mo Qingge's arrival.

Mo Qingge walked gently to Guan Yun's computer, and looked at the content on the computer screen - Mo Qingge's part-time announcer: Appease everyone in the face of danger.

Qiming's work ability is still good.Mo Qingge thought, the information is almost here.

Mo Qingge raised her body and coughed lightly.

"Who?!" Guan Yun was startled, and knocked down the water glass next to the computer in a panic.Fortunately, the water in the quilt has been drunk.

After this incident, Guan Yun's face turned dark. "Mo! Be light! Sing!" Guan Yun gritted his teeth and said.

Mo Qingge showed an impeccable smile, "Didn't you ask me to come?"

Guan Yun took a deep breath and said, "Could you please knock on the door before entering next time?"

"Ok."

"Let's go, I'll take you to the recording studio, try your luck by the way, and see if you can see Mr. R. Hey, I just don't know if Mr. R is here or not. Rapeseed flowers are self-willed..."

"Mr. R?" Looking at Guan Yun's back, Mo Qingge chewed on the three words, showing a smile that couldn't be called a smile. "I'm waiting for you."