Interstellar Food God [System]

On the way back, Modi could hardly read the comments on the Internet.The speeches are divided into several categories, either questioning the authenticity of the video, crying in horror, or cursing and abusing Modi.

He leaned back on the back of the chair and let out a long breath. He knew in his heart that this would happen, but he still didn't feel very relaxed.

"Louis is so welcome... very welcome," he murmured.

Jerry turned his head to look at him from the front seat, with an expression of "it's okay", and said "it's okay": "Don't worry, the news has basically been blocked... Although it is unlikely to be really blocked in this age what news."

"Actually, anyone who is with my brother will be like this. Your security should have been added. You usually go out like my brother. It doesn't matter if you use a mental power to cover it."

"Why delete it." Modi rubbed his eyes wearily, "If people know about it, they will know, and Louis' reputation won't be damaged..."

"Who's worried about him? He's already in this position, can someone do anything to him?" Jerry poked his head, "Didn't you see President Charlotte, teach him apples before his hospital bed, I Oh my god, virtuousness is the same as anything else. Isn’t this worried about you? You are a public figure anyway, and you still have to work and open a shop in the future..."

Modi suddenly remembered something, and sat up straight: "No one will smash Li's Restaurant."

Jerry shut up, and quickly made a phone call: "Crooked? Add some security to Li's Restaurant... Just like when the gang smashed and robbed the brand store of Blue River Star before, just put out so much security, hey Hurry up..."

After hanging up the phone, he looked resentful: "Can you think about it for yourself? And your ex-wife, what do you plan to do? Her husband has been sent to prison, and she has been suspended for inspection now. Do you think she still has material in her hand? Are you going to arrest her and torture her?"

Modi raised his eyebrows: "The military department still provides this kind of service?"

Jerry thought for a while, sighed, and shook his head: "What's so good about the alliance, I really miss the evil feudal era."

Modi laughed out loud, feeling that his heart was quite big, looking at the speeding scenery outside the window.

"A person like her should also be greedy, and the greed will not be less. The military department will investigate and it is estimated that it will be finished. She knows that she is going to be finished, so she dragged me to the back."

After speaking, he suddenly realized that his son was right next to him, and quickly looked at Xiao Fei, feeling that what he said was not suitable for the child to hear, but he saw Mo Xiaofei hugging his knees, his big eyes were still very clear and bright, and he was not spoiled too early. The appearance of the pollution in his mind is even more mature than some adults.

"Mom has done too many wrong things," he said at last, lowering his head. "She should reflect, admit her mistakes, and stop making mistakes."

With mixed feelings in his heart, Modi rubbed his son's hair, then pulled him over and hugged him again.

The outline of the military hospital appeared not far away, and the level of defense indicated that His Excellency the President was still inside, and everyone in the car felt nervous.

Modi waited for President Charlotte to leave before entering Louis' ward.The handsome sick man was leaning on the bed and looking at the light brain, with delicately cut fruits beside him.

"Here," Louis greeted him enthusiastically, "Little Xiaqie's oranges."

Modi: "..."

Is this talking about the president?Is it the current President of Charlotte?Oh my god.Modi thought.What kind of object did he find?

Modi went to check on him for a while: "How do you feel?"

"It's okay," Louis kissed him, pulled him to sit down, looked at the light brain for a while, was silent for a moment, and asked casually, "You mean, do you think there is no need to delete it?"

Modi knew that what he was talking about was a problem with the video. He glanced at his attitude and couldn't figure it out. He nodded and said, "What to delete? If it is not exposed now, it will always be photographed in the future. There must be no outsider in the future." Now..." He paused, "Just pretend not to know him."

"Of course." Louis took his hand, "Sorry."

Modi froze for a moment: "What are you apologizing for..."

"Sorry, Mr. Modi, you are about to start enjoying the rank of lieutenant general's wife's guard." Louis smiled, "Because the lieutenant general is me and the wife is you, there may be double the number of people." Louis clapped With his hand, he adjusted the direction of the light brain, and greeted Modi, "Come."

"What's the matter?" Modi leaned over, but was grabbed by him, and then his lips were blocked.He didn't react at first, but responded subconsciously, but Louis switched the optical brain to the video function, and rigorously chose a better angle, so that the faces of the two people could be clearly recognized.

Modi was a little uncomfortable, and immediately turned red from the base of his neck to the tips of his ears. Then he saw Louis let go of him, kissed him again with a smile, and finally ended the video, and he didn't know what to do at first.

After tinkering for a long time, Louis said in a deep and serious voice: "It seems that there is a software that can make the video look better..."

He will open the top few, but he will not open the most basic filters.

However, can Modi do it? In his previous life, he was a real straight man who didn't even know what a beauty camera was.

So, the two got together to study for a while, and finally felt that the two of them didn't need any ghost software, and they were good-looking enough. Louis admired it for a while, opened social media, logged on to Mr. Lu's account, and posted the video.

Modi looked at him in shock, but saw that he was contented, and began to write: Dear friends, hello.

We are together, after a while to get the certificate.

If it is not a blessing, do not speak.

Thank you for your cooperation.

louis.

Modi

Louis lightly clicked send, and within 1 minute, the video was reposted more than one billion times, with comments like "My God, I'm going to be tortured to death", "Master General, do you really have a master?", "Ah Ah, I refuse to admit it! He is not worthy of you at all!", "Blushing and heartbeating, how can someone be so good-looking", "Yan Gou has right-clicked, I can lick this screen for a year", "Although my heart is broken earth but still a blessing"...

Modi was terrified when he read the comments, and looked at Louis: "Is this... open?"

"Well," Louis curled his lips, "log in to your account and show off your affection."

"..." Modi: Where did I learn these words...

"Oh, it's better not to show for now," Louis said solemnly again, "I'll teach my friends on the Internet to let them talk a little bit, so I'll consciously call a sister-in-law first."

Modi: "..."

Can I call you big brother?he thinks.

Too domineering.he thought again.

God, what kind of a partner did he find?

There are still a few days until the final of the Star Chef Competition, and there are ten teams shortlisted.

Louis and President Charlotte did not know what they discussed. In order to show that he was fine and that the military department was in order, he took a fleet to inspect the military region of another planet, and by the way, put it on TV for the interstellar people to watch, expressing that the whole people The male god is still healthy, energetic, handsome, and heroic, please don't worry.

The day before he left, Luis Lai was at Modi's house, lying on the bed and laughing: "I don't want to go on a business trip."

While looking at his medical report, Modi tried his mental strength with his hand: "No way, General, everyone misses you very much, and I have to brush my face from time to time."

"For face saving." Louis kissed his hand, and was dissatisfied that Mo Xiaodi still had the time to watch other things when he was lying on the bed, "What are you doing?"

"Your mental power is easy to lose control because of the mutation and deletion of genes. The mutation makes your mental power extremely high, and the loss makes your control ability insufficient." Modi wore glasses and looked like a doctor. "So you need to reduce it appropriately." Your spiritual power value, and then enhance your control ability..."

He ticked a list, Louis looked over, and Modi pushed him on the pillow and lay down: "Special ingredients, medicinal materials, plus my spiritual power, let's see if I can give you a lot of money." You make some inhibitors that are more effective than the drugs of your research team."

"Your current medicine is to suppress brain waves, but it also enhances the brain's judgment ability, that is, it also enhances brain waves to a certain extent. Do you know the principle of water treatment..."

Louis didn't answer, Modi glanced at him and found that he was looking at himself with deep eyes and a little ecstasy.

Modi was horrified, and pushed his glasses: "What?"

Louis stared at him intently, finally cleared his throat, his ears were a little red, and said seriously: "You wear glasses, especially...um, sexy."

Modi widened his eyes: "..."

Louis looked at him for a while, and finally couldn't take it anymore, pushed him down on the bed, and pressed him down.

Modi: "Hey, hey wait..."

Modi: "Uh...uh..."

The day before the final, Li Heyan finally recovered and was released from isolation.

All the people in Li's restaurant were crowded outside the ward. When the doctor said that they could visit, they rushed in with a bang, tears in their eyes, and they couldn't speak.

Li Chengfeng knelt by the bed, held Li Heyan's hand, choked up and said, "Dad..."

"Well," Li Heyan was still wearing a ventilator, but his complexion was good, and he said hoarsely, "Okay... child."

Li Chengfeng couldn't help it all at once, tears rolled down his face, holding the old man's hand, weeping uncontrollably.

The visiting time was about to end, and everyone was kicked out, but Li Heyan called Modi: "Wait a minute..."

The doctor seemed to be taking care of a child: "It's time to rest, you just recovered, don't be too tired."

"Just a moment." Li Heyan smiled, his eyes curved, "This is my benefactor."

The doctor crossed his hips and looked at Li Heyan, then at Modi, his face was a little red: "You are... Modi, right?"

Modi was taken aback, then smiled and said, "It's me."

"Come out quickly," the doctor pushed the gold-rimmed glasses domineeringly, but couldn't hide his blushing cheeks, "Come out and give me...cough, sign your name."

Modi almost laughed, and managed to hold back, nodding seriously: "Okay, thank you."

After a while, Modi came out of the ward, looking thoughtfully at the diet recipe recorded on the optical brain.

Li Heyan just thanked him, then teased his relationship with Louis, and finally gave him an ancient recipe.

In fact, this is the improved Anshen soup, but there is a precedent for making Anshen granules or capsules, but it was only a few hundred years ago. Now this recipe can be said to have been lost, only in Li's family. It has also been improved by Master Li Mingzheng, and it is very effective in treating mental instability.

While Modi was thinking about how this prescription could be combined with his own ideas, he turned a corner in the corridor, and suddenly saw Li Chengfeng standing at the window, holding a cigarette in his mouth, without lighting it, just Biting like that, curling up and down, I don't know what I'm thinking.

"Chengfeng."

Modi walked over, saw that his eyes were still a little red, patted his shoulder, thought for a while, and stood with him.Li Chengfeng glanced at him in silence, neither of them knew what to say, finally, Li Chengfeng asked in a deep voice, "How are you... recently?"

Modi looked at him, and Li Chengfeng smiled shortly: "Of course you...of course you are fine, I saw the general's... video." He was silent for a while, without looking at Modi, and said in a low voice , "You are very good, the general...no one can compare to him."

Modi didn't know what to say, so he asked him for a cigarette and held it in his hand.

He can smoke and has quit for a long time.

"After the game, I'll have to resign," he said eventually.

"what?"

"I may be in trouble recently, so I can't drag you down." Modi took a bite of his cigarette, but was still not ready to light it up. "And I also want to open a restaurant of my own."

"you……"

"Tomorrow is the final," Modi patted him. "I know whether my affairs will affect the result of the competition, but we must start well and finish well. Let's work hard."

Li Chengfeng frowned, remained silent for a long time, and whispered, "Do you have to go?"

Modi didn't answer, just patted him on the shoulder again, and left with a cigarette in his mouth.

Li Chengfeng looked at his back, and suddenly felt as if his strength had been drained, he was walking together, separated, and his desire was in vain.

As is often the case in the world, there is no need to discuss it.

The next day, the finals of the much-anticipated Interstellar God of Cooking Competition officially kicked off.