The actor is slapped in the face by the chef every day

Here, the master chef mixes pepper powder, salt, chicken essence, white sugar, sesame oil, etc., spreads it on the bottom of the plate, and sprinkles chopped parsley.

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"Quick, quick, take a picture of me."

After the media interview was over, Fu Jinghui quickly put his mobile phone into the other's hand after pulling over the assistant:

"Make it better, highlight the dress I'm wearing today, and the temperament of my whole body like a green lotus-oh yes, and my hairstyle today, the hairstyle should also be more conspicuous in the photo. And the figure, you want When you shoot the camera slightly from the bottom up, you have to look like this..."

Holding the mobile phone with a bitter face, Nan Feng was dizzy from being entangled in a series of words from his actor:

"Brother Hui, do you want to highlight the dress, or the temperament, or the figure?"

"Ah... ah?"

Fu Jinghui, who was doing a photo demonstration, was taken aback for a moment, and thought about it hard, thinking that as long as a certain cook can feel his handsomeness and be shocked, he waved his hand:

"Anyway, it doesn't matter how good the picture of me is. I will send this picture to others later. Just don't embarrass me by taking it."

Nanfeng: ...Why do I suddenly feel more pressured?

"Okay, you take a break, I'll take pictures of this kid."

Seeing that the rookie assistant had taken a few crooked photos, Director Chen took the phone for him.

Taking a long breath, Nanfeng glanced gratefully at the man in the black suit, and immediately stepped aside.

Director Chen couldn't help but laugh out of that look of wanting to run as far as possible.

The little assistant blushed from the laughter, secretly looking at this gentle man, the girl's heart swelled:

Ah, as expected, it was the same as what was written in sister Meng Tian's novel. Director Chen took good care of Brother Hui in every possible way.

What a match.

The assistant, whose eyes were full of little pink stars, simply ignored the fact that her photography skills were terrible.

Holding up the phone, the man smiling brightly in the sun was included in the picture, and Director Chen focused his eyes.

A sycamore leaf fell from the sky, Fu Jinghui noticed it when he raised his head, and stretched out a hand to catch the golden leaf.

The winter sun in Paris is rare and bright. The man stretched out his slender arm, revealing a white wrist in the cuff, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the golden leaf that is about to fall into the palm of his hand...

Everything is like a scroll.

Director Chen's dark pupils looked at the scene in front of him without blinking:

I got up from the dust, just to appreciate your brilliance at that moment.

"Crack-"

Clicking on the screen, Director Chen freezes this moment in the photo.

He secretly clicked send, and he sent the picture to his mobile phone.

"How is it? Let me see!"

The guy not far away raised his voice and walked over.

After deleting the sending record, Director Chen quickly switched the phone back to the picture interface and handed it back to Fu Jinghui.

"Not bad, I can't see that your photography skills are so good. If you don't want to be a director in the future, it would be nice to be a photographer and hold a photography exhibition." Seeing the picture of himself holding fallen leaves with his hands on the mobile phone, like a frozen magazine picture, the actor The gentleman immediately praised the other party.

"Hello, Fu Jinghui." Folding his arms, Director Chen called out to him.

"Why?" Fu Jinghui didn't raise his head as he looked at his phone carefully admiring his appearance.

"I took such a beautiful picture of you, in return, how are you going to thank me?"

Thank you?

Looking at the time, Mr. Actor's way of repaying people has always been simple and rude: "May I treat you to dinner?"

"You have to eat. Besides, why don't you take a photo with me?" With a smile on his face, Director Chen's eyes were filled with an imperceptible uneasiness.

Take a picture, what a joke.But, didn't you spend a long time filming in front of the media today, aren't you tired?

"It's a pose for the camera, it's work. The two of us took a private photo. You don't have to smile so formulaically, just take it easy." Taking out his mobile phone, the man raised his eyebrows:

"How about it, Mr. God, would you like to save face?"

No problem at all.

Leaning closer and bowing his head, Fu Jinghui let Director Chen hold his shoulders, and the two of them faced the camera together, making funny expressions with staring eyes and frowning.

With a "click", Director Chen pressed the shutter.

"Remember to send me a copy later!"

☆, bacon spinach cream tart

The author has something to say: When my competition is over, I will go to Paris to find you.

When typing this line, the chef's heart felt inexplicably soft.

It's like the marshmallows just made in the morning, like clouds and snow, one drop, full of joy.

There is such a person, waiting for him at that place.

Thinking about it, it feels very warm.

"A Luo, who is looking for you?"

After waiting for his apprentice to come back for a long time, Mr. Xu couldn't help but went out of the living room to look for someone. He was very puzzled when he saw his apprentice standing there with a mobile phone in his hands.

"A friend with a good relationship, the one you know." Putting away the phone, Li Luo accompanied the teacher back to the dining table.

"I know you?" The hand holding the chopsticks stopped, and the old man was at a loss.

"Fu Jinghui."

The master chef reminded his teacher: "At the beginning you asked someone to go to New York and wanted to trick me into participating in a food reality show, but I didn't go. Who knew that after going around for a while, I was finally invited by Fu Jinghui, and I went to the show."

The old man blushed, and Mr. Xu refused to admit it: "Who lied to you? I don't know what you said..."

If you pretend, you just pretend.

It's wise not to argue with the old man—anyway, the other party is playing tricks, and he can't do anything about it. Master Chef changed the subject: "When the Tokyo competition is over, I have to go to Paris."

Elder Xu, who was sitting across from him, stared at him immediately, and looked at his precious apprentice like a thief: "You want to run away again?"

Grabbing Master Chef's hand, the old man became anxious:

"Let me tell you, no one remembers what happened back then, except for those people in the United States. Now everything is going well here in Tokyo, just wait for you to advance to the finals and make a name for yourself. You won't be living up to it." You have learned a lot for so many years. Even if you came to Tokyo this time, you were a bit reluctant, but you nodded and agreed anyway. It was hard for those old things to take the initiative to recommend places. If you want to If you want to run away after the game here is over, it is a waste of my painstaking efforts, and I will really be angry!"

There wasn't much time left, if he couldn't arrange everything for Ah Luo this time and let him get what he deserved, how could he go to the operating table with peace of mind?Mr. Xu was in a hurry, he couldn't help but gasped, and coughed while patting his chest.

Originally, I just wanted to tell the teacher about my next whereabouts, but the other party's reaction was so strong.

Li Luo panicked, helped Mr. Xu calm down, and shouted upstairs: "Xu Jing!"

Xu Jing, who was tidying up the study room upstairs, hurried over when he heard Master A Luo calling him.Seeing the situation in the room, he immediately took over the position of the other party, and pressed the back of the old man Xu bit by bit, with professional and sophisticated techniques, carefully smoothing the air for the old man.

"Master A Luo, Mister is too old to be stimulated. Is there anything you can't talk about, so that you have to make Mister cough like this?" Looking at the young man in front of him with a serious face, Xu Jing told the other party that the old man In this way, I am very dissatisfied.

Unexpectedly, there would be such a big oolong, the master chef hurriedly explained to the teacher: "Teacher, I don't want to run away. Fu Jinghui is attending the film festival in Paris. I just plan to take the opportunity to go to Paris after the Tokyo Grand Awards." Look at him. Wait a few days, but he will come back and continue to compete.”

After Xu Jing handed over a cup of hot tea, the old man took a sip and calmed down. His blushing face finally recovered a bit, and he looked at a guy with a criminal record and a low reputation in doubt:

"Really? You didn't lie to me?"

"It's more real than pearls." Nodding vigorously, for fear that the other party would fall ill again, the head chef patiently promised his teacher in a good voice:

"I just went to Paris for a few days. After Fu Jinghui participated in the film festival, he will go back to China. I don't have any fun staying there alone. I must come back to you and continue to participate in the follow-up competitions."

That's more or less.

Leaning on the sofa, letting Li Luo pinch her shoulders, Mr. Xu held a cup of tea to keep warm.

Snow fell in the yard outside the hall, and everything was white.

Half-closed his eyes, enjoying the few quiet moments. After a long time, Mr. Xu sighed faintly:

"Actually, I'm just afraid. I'm afraid that you will be like that kid. Once you leave, you will never come back. I'm old, and I don't have many days to count. With you children, every time I see you, I will lose one."

Under the light, the old man's beard and hair are white, his back is bent, and he no longer has the pride of his youth.

Since ancient times, the beauty has sighed for twilight, and the hero is not allowed to see the white head.

"Will not."

Looking at his teacher's hand, Li Luo held it, squatted down gently, and rested his head on the other's knee, just like when he was young:

"When I participate in the competition this time, the whole world will broadcast it live. That person, he will definitely not be able to resist showing up. As soon as he appears, I will bring back that brat who doesn't respect his teacher and teach you how to train him. How to train."

"Dare you promise me to participate in the competition, and still pay attention like this."

Putting down the teacup in his hand, and caressing the top of his lover's head, the old man chuckled lightly: "If that kid is half as worry-free as you, I can live a few more years."

A burst of sadness suddenly surged in his heart, Li Luo suppressed the tears in his eyes, closed his eyes, and quietly fell on the teacher's lap:

I will fulfill your wish for you.

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Bacon and spinach cream tart, the special dish in the restaurant where Fu Jinghui treats guests to dinner this time.

When inviting people to dinner, sincerity is the most important thing.

Not expensive, but refined.

Soften the butter at room temperature, and stir well with sifted sugar, low-gluten flour, and salt.

Add water and knead into a smooth dough.Refrigerate and wake up the dough, roll it into a thin dough, pour it into a mold, poke fine air holes, and let it stand.

Nutritious spinach seems to be the French preference.

Blanch the spinach, wring out the water and cut into sections.

Put the fine butter into the pot and slowly melt it with the fire.Put the onion slices into the pan, stir-fry for a tempting sweetness, add the bacon, and fry until golden.

Put the spinach prepared earlier into the pot, stir fry, and season with salt and black pepper.

Mix the eggs and light cream together with the fried spinach, bacon and onion slices, slowly pour into the mold that has been covered with dough, and sprinkle shredded cheese on the surface.

French dim sum is always as famous as its fashion.So much so that when it comes to Western food, people's first reaction is French food.

The oven is the most amazing invention in the gourmet world. The original ingredients are put into the oven, and within an hour, the delicious snacks are already golden and shiny.

The milk is full of fragrance, the skin is crispy, the aroma of black pepper is intertwined with the salty aroma of bacon, and the sweet onion is rich and attractive.

perfect.

"How about it, isn't the restaurant I picked good?"

While enjoying the after-dinner meal, Fu Jinghui forked a small piece of cream tart into his mouth, the soft taste between his lips and teeth made him squint his eyes:

When Li Luo introduced western food to him, he mentioned that the bacon spinach cream tart here is very authentic.

In the complicated and difficult western food science class, he didn't memorize a few steps of western pastry. Instead, he remembered the restaurant and the name of western pastry firmly.

Born with no talent for cooking, he will have to find someone who is good at cooking to live with him in the future.

"The one you choose is naturally good." Savoring the snacks on the plate in front of him, Director Chen's eyebrows were warm and picturesque.

"In the later stage of the movie, I should almost be ready to make it? I guess after I return to China, I will finish the shooting in a day or so."

While eating, Fu Jinghui chatted with each other.

The two chatted happily, and no one saw it: outside the restaurant, by the street lamp on the corner, a wretched little man held up a camera and kept pressing the shutter on them.

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That night, the editor-in-chiefs of major domestic entertainment media received an email.

The content of the email is not much, an audio and a few photos.

However, everyone who received this email was stunned after listening to the audio content.

The effect was no less than a magnitude [-] earthquake, and the entire entertainment circle was shaken.

"The male god actor loves a new director? ", "True Love or Underground Trading, Revealing the True Face of the Male God Fu Jinghui", "The Truth About Fu Jinghui's Changing Roles in Three Blockbuster Movies", "Those "Celebrities" in the Entertainment Circle, Tearing the Truth Under the Gorgeous Mask", "Entertainment, Dirty Under Reality"

……

It quickly spread on the Internet: Fu Jinghui has a close relationship with the cutting-edge director Chen Yelin, and it is suspected that Fu Jinghui has become a canary packaged by the other party with various high-end movie resources and entertainment fashion resources.

The actor, who has always been praised by the media as a perfect male actor, will be reported as a guy who has been promoted by selling his male sex in exchange for profit. The fans were furious for a while, accusing the unscrupulous media of framing at will in order to win the page.

After all, the last time I filmed "24 Seasons Delicious", I was just sick and hospitalized, and was fabricated by some marketing accounts as an addiction to drugs.

Spreading rumors these days doesn't cost anything, as long as they give enough benefits, what can't those marketing accounts and unscrupulous media do?

— until a piece of audio was posted online.

In the audio, there are two voices.

"Director Chen, we've known each other for so many years. My brother sincerely advises you that Fu Jinghui's image isn't very good recently. Apart from being unprofessional, that person's physical condition is also not suitable for your role as the number one male. The company has already made an appointment." We have nominated candidates, and we will sign the contract tomorrow, so you are doing this to embarrass us, don't you?"

The male voice who spoke had a slight southern accent, and his tone was full of helplessness.

However, because it was so unfamiliar, none of the netizens could recognize the other party's identity for a while.

"As I said before, Fu Jinghui is the number one male in this drama."

Another male voice sounded, with a standard Beijing accent, and the end of each sentence was lowered.

It was Chen Yelin's voice.

In order to promote new dramas, Director Chen has often been interviewed by various David TV stations, and his iconic voice has long been familiar to everyone.

So when this one spoke, and listening to the voice in the audio, the netizens were all blown up.

There are more fried -

"When I first took over this film, I already had plans. For Xiao Yu, Prince Chen, Fu Jinghui is the only candidate for this role. If he doesn't come, the director will change."

"You have to think about it, this Fu Jinghui has been haunted by rape recently, and the commercial value of the whole person is not much left. If you insist on him playing the male lead, aren't you afraid that the movie will lose money then?" Another in the audio The male voice was obviously displeased, and tried hard to persuade Director Chen to change his mind.

"As I said, there will be no substitutions, and he will be fixed."

"This movie, I am confident, will definitely not let the company lose money - as long as the leading role is Fu Jinghui."

……

The male voice at the back kept discussing with Director Chen, but in the end they still couldn't reach an agreement.

The next development is what the public sees:

The male number one originally assigned by the company was replaced, and Fu Jinghui joined the group.Right now, even the red carpet has walked with the director.

In those photos, the two are also in close poses.Those in Beijing and Paris are just like couples—of course, in places like the entertainment industry, putting aside true feelings and falsehoods, life is like a drama, as long as you want to, it's okay to look like a couple, not to mention a couple.

For a while, the domestic wind direction changed completely.

The greater the expectation, the greater the resentment after disappointment.

Except for a few die-hard fans who insisted on their idol's innocence, other passer-by fans who had just been recruited by the gourmet reality show turned their backs one after another and joined the camp of crusading and abusing Fu Jinghui.

In this world, the hardest thing to guess is always the human heart.

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"Hui Huihui...Brother Hui, something happened!"

Early in the morning, he was still dreaming of the hearty breakfast made for him by the chef. Fu Jinghui took a sip and before he could taste the taste, he was woken up by the sound of his little assistant knocking on the door. .

"Why are you in such a hurry? You can't be more cautious. If Meng Tian finds out later, he will accuse you again."

After a brief tidying up, Mr. Yingdi opened the door of the hotel room.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the other party rushing in like a gust of wind, and I didn't forget to look around when I was done, and after making sure that there was no one at the door, I closed the door.

Fu Jinghui: ...What's the situation?

"Brother Hui, something serious has happened! All of a sudden, domestic and foreign countries followed the trend and spread your black material, and now all the websites are reposting it." Nan Feng was sweating anxiously, panting from exhaustion after running all the way.

"We have lawyers in our company. If this matter arises, sue them for defamation! Even I know such a simple way of handling it. Even if you are new here, Meng Tian should have told you how to deal with emergencies, right?" ?" Fu Jinghui took out a glass of milk from the refrigerator and warmed it up, looking at the fussy assistant with a relaxed expression.

"It's different this time. The other party took out real hammers. Even after being appraised by professionals on the Internet, they also said that they are real and not fake." After searching in his pocket for a while, the little assistant turned on his mobile phone. Page, hand it to Fu Jinghui to read.

"Isn't it just a few tricks, what are you afraid of? Weibo broke the news, WeChat push, it's really gone, and Guanba made some sour videos..."

Taking Nanfeng's mobile phone, Fu Jinghui laughed at the rookie who had never seen this battle before, and was about to appease him when he heard the audio from the mobile phone:

"As I said, Fu Jinghui will be the one for this movie, and no one will change it. For those actors who have negotiated before, someone will settle the negotiations with the other party's performing arts company, so you don't have to worry..."

"This is... Director Chen's voice."

The first time he heard the audio, Fu Jinghui recognized the voice—just kidding, after several months of filming, the director pointed at the actors every day, the voice was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar.

"Director Chen's speech is very unfavorable to both of you." Sighing, seeing that the other party finally realized the seriousness of the matter, Nan Feng stood holding the door frame: "Now the other party is targeting the two of you, because this A piece of audio has been confirmed to be true, and the content in it is also very sensitive, the situation of the two of you is very bad."

"Tell the company's relevant personnel that we are preparing for a press conference. I want to clarify the facts." With a cold face, Fu Jinghui stared at the constantly beating time numbers on the phone, and said calmly.

"It has been notified, and the relevant personnel are making arrangements, and those media are also happy to come and grab the headlines."

"Go downstairs and drive the car here first, we are going to go out. By the way, help me try to contact Director Chen's public relations team..." After ordering Nanfeng, Fu Jinghui was rarely clear-headed, and delivered the order in an orderly manner .

Nanfeng went downstairs to start the car first. He took the elevator and went directly to the back door of the hotel - a large group of reporters had already surrounded the front door.

Going down to the first floor, walking around the corner, I saw Nanfeng starting the car not far away, Fu Jinghui was about to speak, when suddenly the back of his neck hurt and he lost his intuition.

From the shadow, a figure walked out and came to Fu Jinghui.The other party bent down and picked him up, with a strange arc drawn at the corner of his mouth:

"Finally, you came into my arms."

Tokyo.

Backstage of the studio.

"Ah Luo, what are you still dawdling around here? I'm about to introduce you. Hurry up, go stand there first, don't let the host miss you later..."

Seeing the apprentice in the backstage corner, Mr. Xu waved his hand to tell him to hurry up and get ready to go on stage.

Today is the official broadcast of Tokyo Station Food Awards.

Worried while holding the mobile phone, Li Luo frowned tightly as he watched the series of screen reports about Fu Jinghui's □□ report on Weibo.

The other party's phone can't get through.

I found out about those news by accident, and I wanted to make a phone call to ask if that guy offended someone again and was so slandered.

Unexpectedly, there has been no response.

It's really strange. Every time this kid sees him calling, he will answer it quickly. What's going on this time?

"Hurry up, Ah Luo, you are already called to play!"

Not far away, Mr. Xu urged again.

Is it because you are afraid that the reporter will disturb you, so you have set it not to answer the phone?

Feeling suspicious, Master Chef shook his head and handed the phone to the teacher:

"Teacher, I'm on stage first. If there is a call coming in, you can answer it for me first, and tell the other party that I will call him back later."

Attached is a picture of the bacon spinach cream tart:

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La la la, guess who knocked Mr. Actor unconscious?Although I think the answer is pretty obvious...

At the beginning, Director Chen just wanted to help Fu Jinghui turn around. If he knew that it would be recorded and used as evidence for pouring sewage on Fu Jinghui, he wouldn't say those things even if he was killed ╮(╯_╰)╭

When my game is over, I will go to Paris to find you.

When typing this line, the chef's heart felt inexplicably soft.

It's like the marshmallows just made in the morning, like clouds and snow, one drop, full of joy.

There is such a person, waiting for him at that place.

Thinking about it, it feels very warm.

"A Luo, who is looking for you?"

After waiting for his apprentice to come back for a long time, Mr. Xu couldn't help but went out of the living room to look for someone. He was very puzzled when he saw his apprentice standing there with a mobile phone in his hands.

"A friend with a good relationship, the one you know." Putting away the phone, Li Luo accompanied the teacher back to the dining table.

"I know you?" The hand holding the chopsticks stopped, and the old man was at a loss.

"Fu Jinghui."

The master chef reminded his teacher: "At the beginning you asked someone to go to New York and wanted to trick me into participating in a food reality show, but I didn't go. Who knew that after going around for a while, I was finally invited by Fu Jinghui, and I went to the show."

The old man blushed, and Mr. Xu refused to admit it: "Who lied to you? I don't know what you said..."

If you pretend, you just pretend.

It's wise not to argue with the old man—anyway, the other party is playing tricks, and he can't do anything about it. Master Chef changed the subject: "When the Tokyo competition is over, I have to go to Paris."

Elder Xu, who was sitting across from him, stared at him immediately, and looked at his precious apprentice like a thief: "You want to run away again?"

Grabbing Master Chef's hand, the old man became anxious:

"Let me tell you, no one remembers what happened back then, except for those people in the United States. Now everything is going well here in Tokyo, just wait for you to advance to the finals and make a name for yourself. You won't be living up to it." You have learned a lot for so many years. Even if you came to Tokyo this time, you were a bit reluctant, but you nodded and agreed anyway. It was hard for those old things to take the initiative to recommend places. If you want to If you want to run away after the game here is over, it is a waste of my painstaking efforts, and I will really be angry!"

There wasn't much time left, if he couldn't arrange everything for Ah Luo this time and let him get what he deserved, how could he go to the operating table with peace of mind?Mr. Xu was in a hurry, he couldn't help but gasped, and coughed while patting his chest.

Originally, I just wanted to tell the teacher about my next whereabouts, but the other party's reaction was so strong.

Li Luo panicked, helped Mr. Xu calm down, and shouted upstairs: "Xu Jing!"

Xu Jing, who was tidying up the study room upstairs, hurried over when he heard Master A Luo calling him.Seeing the situation in the room, he immediately took over the position of the other party, and pressed the back of the old man Xu bit by bit, with professional and sophisticated techniques, carefully smoothing the air for the old man.

"Master A Luo, Mister is too old to be stimulated. Is there anything you can't talk about, so that you have to make Mister cough like this?" Looking at the young man in front of him with a serious face, Xu Jing told the other party that the old man In this way, I am very dissatisfied.

Unexpectedly, there would be such a big oolong, the master chef hurriedly explained to the teacher: "Teacher, I don't want to run away. Fu Jinghui is attending the film festival in Paris. I just plan to take the opportunity to go to Paris after the Tokyo Grand Awards." Look at him. Wait a few days, but he will come back and continue to compete.”

After Xu Jing handed over a cup of hot tea, the old man took a sip and calmed down. His blushing face finally recovered a bit, and he looked at a guy with a criminal record and a low reputation in doubt:

"Really? You didn't lie to me?"

"It's more real than pearls." Nodding vigorously, for fear that the other party would fall ill again, the head chef patiently promised his teacher in a good voice:

"I just went to Paris for a few days. After Fu Jinghui participated in the film festival, he will go back to China. I don't have any fun staying there alone. I must come back to you and continue to participate in the follow-up competitions."

That's more or less.

Leaning on the sofa, letting Li Luo pinch her shoulders, Mr. Xu held a cup of tea to keep warm.

Snow fell in the yard outside the hall, and everything was white.

Half-closed his eyes, enjoying the few quiet moments. After a long time, Mr. Xu sighed faintly:

"Actually, I'm just afraid. I'm afraid that you will be like that kid. Once you leave, you will never come back. I'm old, and I don't have many days to count. With you children, every time I see you, I will lose one."

Under the light, the old man's beard and hair are white, his back is bent, and he no longer has the pride of his youth.

Since ancient times, the beauty has sighed for twilight, and the hero is not allowed to see the white head.

"Will not."

Looking at his teacher's hand, Li Luo held it, squatted down gently, and rested his head on the other's knee, just like when he was young:

"When I participate in the competition this time, the whole world will broadcast it live. That person, he will definitely not be able to resist showing up. As soon as he appears, I will bring back that brat who doesn't respect his teacher and teach you how to train him. How to train."

"Dare you promise me to participate in the competition, and still pay attention like this."

Putting down the teacup in his hand, and caressing the top of his lover's head, the old man chuckled lightly: "If that kid is half as worry-free as you, I can live a few more years."

A burst of sadness suddenly surged in his heart, Li Luo suppressed the tears in his eyes, closed his eyes, and quietly fell on the teacher's lap:

I will fulfill your wish for you.

Bacon and spinach cream tart, the special dish in the restaurant where Fu Jinghui treats guests to dinner this time.

When inviting people to dinner, sincerity is the most important thing.

Not expensive, but refined.

Soften the butter at room temperature, and stir well with sifted sugar, low-gluten flour, and salt.

Add water and knead into a smooth dough.Refrigerate and wake up the dough, roll it into a thin dough, pour it into a mold, poke fine air holes, and let it stand.

Nutritious spinach seems to be the French preference.

Blanch the spinach, wring out the water and cut into sections.

Put the fine butter into the pot and slowly melt it with the fire.Put the onion slices into the pan, stir-fry for a tempting sweetness, add the bacon, and fry until golden.

Put the spinach prepared earlier into the pot, stir fry, and season with salt and black pepper.

Mix the eggs and light cream together with the fried spinach, bacon and onion slices, slowly pour into the mold that has been covered with dough, and sprinkle shredded cheese on the surface.

French dim sum is always as famous as its fashion.So much so that when it comes to Western food, people's first reaction is French food.

The oven is the most amazing invention in the gourmet world. The original ingredients are put into the oven, and within an hour, the delicious snacks are already golden and shiny.

The milk is full of fragrance, the skin is crispy, the aroma of black pepper is intertwined with the salty aroma of bacon, and the sweet onion is rich and attractive.

perfect.

"How about it, isn't the restaurant I picked good?"

While enjoying the after-dinner meal, Fu Jinghui forked a small piece of cream tart into his mouth, the soft taste between his lips and teeth made him squint his eyes:

When Li Luo introduced western food to him, he mentioned that the bacon spinach cream tart here is very authentic.

In the complicated and difficult western food science class, he didn't memorize a few steps of western pastry. Instead, he remembered the restaurant and the name of western pastry firmly.

Born with no talent for cooking, he will have to find someone who is good at cooking to live with him in the future.

"The one you choose is naturally good." Savoring the snacks on the plate in front of him, Director Chen's eyebrows were warm and picturesque.

"In the later stage of the movie, I should almost be ready to make it? I guess after I return to China, I will finish the shooting in a day or so."

While eating, Fu Jinghui chatted with each other.

The two chatted happily, and no one saw it: outside the restaurant, by the street lamp on the corner, a wretched little man held up a camera and kept pressing the shutter on them.

That night, the editor-in-chiefs of major domestic entertainment media received an email.

The content of the email is not much, an audio and a few photos.

However, everyone who received this email was stunned after listening to the audio content.

The effect was no less than a magnitude [-] earthquake, and the entire entertainment circle was shaken.

"The male god actor loves a new director? ", "True Love or Underground Trading, Revealing the True Face of the Male God Fu Jinghui", "The Truth About Fu Jinghui's Changing Roles in Three Blockbuster Movies", "Those "Celebrities" in the Entertainment Circle, Tearing the Truth Under the Gorgeous Mask", "Entertainment, Dirty Under Reality"

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It quickly spread on the Internet: Fu Jinghui has a close relationship with the cutting-edge director Chen Yelin, and it is suspected that Fu Jinghui has become a canary packaged by the other party with various high-end movie resources and entertainment fashion resources.

The actor, who has always been praised by the media as a perfect male actor, will be reported as a guy who has been promoted by selling his male sex in exchange for profit. The fans were furious for a while, accusing the unscrupulous media of framing at will in order to win the page.

After all, the last time I filmed "24 Seasons Delicious", I was just sick and hospitalized, and was fabricated by some marketing accounts as an addiction to drugs.

Spreading rumors these days doesn't cost anything, as long as they give enough benefits, what can't those marketing accounts and unscrupulous media do?

— until a piece of audio was posted online.

In the audio, there are two voices.

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When my game is over, I will go to Paris to find you.

When typing this line, the chef's heart felt inexplicably soft.

It's like the marshmallows just made in the morning, like clouds and snow, one drop, full of joy.

There is such a person, waiting for him at that place.

Thinking about it, it feels very warm.

"A Luo, who is looking for you?"

After waiting for his apprentice to come back for a long time, Mr. Xu couldn't help but went out of the living room to look for someone, but he saw his apprentice standing there holding a mobile phone silly, very puzzled.

"A friend with a good relationship, the one you know." Putting away the phone, Li Luo accompanied the teacher back to the dining table.

"I know you?" The hand holding the chopsticks stopped, and the old man was at a loss.

"Fu Jinghui."

The master chef reminded his teacher: "At the beginning you asked someone to go to New York and wanted to trick me into participating in a food reality show, but I didn't go. Who knew that after going around for a while, I was finally invited by Fu Jinghui, and I went to the show."

The old man blushed, and Mr. Xu refused to admit it: "Who lied to you? I don't know what you said..."

If you pretend, you just pretend.

It's wise not to argue with the old man—anyway, the other party is playing tricks, and he can't do anything about it. Master Chef changed the subject: "When the Tokyo competition is over, I have to go to Paris."

Elder Xu, who was sitting across from him, stared at him immediately, and looked at his precious apprentice like a thief: "You want to run away again?"

Grabbing Master Chef's hand, the old man became anxious:

"Let me tell you, no one remembers what happened back then, except for those people in the United States. Now everything is going well here in Tokyo, just wait for you to advance to the finals and make a name for yourself. You won't be living up to it." You have learned a lot for so many years. Even if you came to Tokyo this time, you were a bit reluctant, but you nodded and agreed anyway. It was hard for those old things to take the initiative to recommend places. If you want to If you want to run away after the game here is over, it is a waste of my painstaking efforts, and I will really be angry!"

There wasn't much time left, if he couldn't arrange everything for Ah Luo this time and let him get what he deserved, how could he go to the operating table with peace of mind?Mr. Xu was in a hurry, he couldn't help but gasped, and coughed while patting his chest.

Originally, I just wanted to tell the teacher about my next whereabouts, who knows