superstar chef

Author of "The Superstar's Little Master Chef": I know I am guilty [End]

brief introduction:

The little magic chef who fell from the sky wearing crystal shoes was picked up by the superstar in the entertainment industry. Since then, the superstar has taken care of this little guy who is different from ordinary people as a palm pet. The beautiful little guy blinked his big clear eyes and said firmly: Cool... small cheese for one person.Then he pointed to his own little nose and said: "Little cheese... cold for one person."

Superstar's Little Chef Volume 001: Little Cheese [-] My name is Little Cheese

The K&D autumn/winter fashion show is in full swing in Victoria Harbor under the night sky. On the runway with laser lights shining brightly, after the last group of models showed their clothes with elegant catwalks, the lights of the audience suddenly brightened, dazzling incandescent The light shone on the runway, and the violent and shocking heavy metal music sounded, and the figure of a young man slowly rose from the runway.

He is wearing the K&D retro knight-style custom fashion that is sold in limited quantities around the world. The well-cut black knight suit vividly shows his slender, perfect and smooth figure, with a strong body, long straight legs, and an excellent Eurasian. He has a well-defined appearance, like a face carefully carved by the hand of God, heroic brows, peach blossom eyes with slightly upturned corners, black pupils with clear mist, eyes that seem drunk but not drunk, charming and confused, arrogant and ascetic, like Reborn European Medieval Knight.

Off the stage, the camera's lens focused on the man appearing on the stage. The reporters from fashion magazines and newspapers flocked to the stage in an exaggerated way, raising their cameras and frantically pressing the shutter on the man.

The man on the stage showed off his clothes professionally, posing in various poses for the camera to capture, just for a moment, the music stopped suddenly, and the soft voice of the host at the fashion show came from the speaker, "Finally Let us give warm applause to Mr. Tang Fei, the Chief Fashion Designer of K&D, and please give us another warm applause...the very popular superstar Mr. Wenrenliang who took the time to come to the finale stage of the K&D fashion show tonight."

Waves of warm applause erupted from the runway, and the man who was supposed to leave the runway froze when he heard the host's words. He turned gracefully sideways, with the corners of his mouth raised, dimples looming, and a cold light inadvertently flashed in his deep eyes.

Surrounded by models, designer Tang Fei walked to the front of the stage, holding gorgeous flowers in his hands, and warmly hugged Wen Renliang who took the time to come on stage for the finale of his show.

Wen Renliang smiled as usual, and also hugged Tang Fei, her perfect thin lips opened and closed quickly, and said in a strange way: "I'll wipe your second uncle's, hurry up, I hate wearing knight clothes the most."

Tang Fei, who was handsome with a touch of femininity, also smiled hypocritically, and said, "I wiped your ancestors, I lost two catties in this month, and was imprisoned in the company's design room by that fascist Bai Shaorui." Month, one month, dear!"

After leaving, Wen Renliang glanced at him contemptuously, "Have you been messed with by Bai Shaorui? He locked you up in the company for a month, could it be...?" Locked up in the design room as his confinement?

Tang Fei frowned and gritted his teeth: "You are the only one who has been screwed, and your whole family has been screwed."

Accompanied by the host's familiar and fluent curtain call, Tang Fei bowed at ninety degrees and bowed to take the curtain call. Wen Renliang squinted his eyes and stood by the side to falsely applaud him.

"It's thanks to you that you can design this kind of tattered clothes. The goods on the carpet in Mong Kok are a hundred times more beautiful than your clothes."

The merciless blow to Tang Da's self-confidence, he has always been the least like to wear this kind of decent clothes that look like a man, a devil and a dog.

Tang Fei was so angry that he went crazy: "You poor boy is only worthy of wearing street clothes!"

Wen Renliang didn't take it seriously, smiled arrogantly and said: "Hmm~ Dissatisfied? Are you biting me?" Tsk tsk!Tang Fei's crazy little appearance made him very happy.

Tang Fei rolled his eyes fiercely: "Bastard, you wait." He turned and walked off the runway.

Wen Renliang followed closely behind, raising his eyebrows exaggeratedly: "Wow, Yajing's movie is pretty good."

"You're looking for smoke." Tang Fei, a native of Hong Kong, cursed with Beijing-style vocabulary.

"You are not cruel!" Born in Italy, the mixed-race children with Chinese descent and dual nationality are not far behind.

The models who were changing shirts in the background all looked at the same line of sight, paying attention to the two men who were ambiguous and whispering.

Wen Renliang casually glanced at the models of all shapes and sizes, all of whom were in good shape, raised his hand to unbutton the knight clothes, took them off quickly, and changed the clothes neatly, not caring at all about the strange expressions on the models' faces, looking at them Looking at him naked and wearing only black underwear.

Put on simple black jeans, put on a white shirt, buttoned the clothes, turned around and smiled gracefully: "What are you looking at? Do you envy me for my good figure?"

The models looked at each other, three black shadows slid down their foreheads.

The legend in the entertainment circle, the superstar Mr. Wen Renliang's aura of the queen blinded their eyes.

"Feifei baby, big brother is leaving first, please!" He bent down and kissed Tang Fei tenderly on the forehead, who was resting on the dressing table, and left gracefully.

"Get out, brat!" Tang Fei cursed coldly, and raised his middle finger indecently at Wen Renliang's leaving figure.

In the underground garage, Wen Renliang took out the key from his pocket and walked towards the parking spot. In front of the door of the silver phantom sports car, he stopped opening the door and looked down at the door on the other side——

"Hey buddy, can you step aside?" He's really picky... a car thief?

Dim lights enveloped the entire underground parking lot. With his excellent eyesight, he saw the black shadow on the left side of the car door slowly elongate... a small black head was exposed.

The palm-sized pointed face was fair and tender, and a pair of clear and lively eyes looked at him blinking and blinking. The thick and long eyelashes were fighting up and down, and two beautiful fan-shaped shadows were projected from the fundus of the eyes.

child?Wen Renliang looked around keenly: "Little guy, where is your family? Where are your parents?"

The child looked at him and lowered his head shyly: "I... one." He has no family.

Wen Renliang was greatly surprised by the wonderful sound coming into his eardrums. He walked around the car and walked up to the little guy. With a gentle smile, he bent down and touched the little boy who was about ten years old, "Lost? Or lost?" Do you remember your home phone address? How about taking you to the police station?"

The child looked at him, frowned in distress, grabbed the corner of Wen Renliang's clothes, and said in a low voice: "Little Cheese...name, I'm hungry." Lifting the hem of the clothes to reveal his tender belly, he said: "No My family... just me." Pointing at himself, he said, "Little Cheese."

Different from ordinary people's way of expressing, Wen Renliang took a serious look at the child, and found that the shirt and trousers on his body were also completely different from the current children's attire, a small shirt with strange and beautiful totems printed on it, ironed with gold thread The little trousers, on the feet... Wen Renliang was stunned, crystal glass shoes?Cinderella...not Cinderella?

"Hungry..." The little guy tugged at the hem of his clothes again, looking at him earnestly: "I want to eat."

Wen Renliang smiled, opened the car door, and put the little guy in the passenger seat: "Okay, I'll treat you to dinner."

Superstar's Little Chef Volume 002: Little Cheese [-] is not the Little Prince

The car drove into a luxury villa estate on Big Wave Bay Road on Hong Kong Island, and the stainless steel carved gate equipped with top-level sensor settings opened immediately.

Wen Renliang tilted his head and looked at the little guy who was lying on the car window watching the night scene with a curious face, "I'm home."

Little Cheese tilted his head slightly, smiled subtly, lowered his head and played with his tender and delicate fingers.

To be sure, he was a very handsome boy.

At least from Wen Renliang's point of view, he should come from a good background. Just the pair of beautiful crystal glass shoes on his little feet, which even he, who has been in the entertainment industry and fashion industry for more than ten years, has never seen before, is enough. Prove everything.

Lilia, the Italian housekeeper who accompanied Wen Renliang since she was a child, came out politely, "Have you had a good day? My dear sir?" She bowed to open the car door for Wen Renliang, and greeted her with a smile.

Wen Renliang shrugged, "It's okay, my dear housekeeper Lilia." He stepped out of the driver's seat with his long straight legs, and pointed to the door of the passenger seat: "There are guests."

Lilia froze for a moment, then apologized nervously: "Sorry, sir, I'm sorry." Lilia quickly walked around the car, with a gentle and polite smile on her face: "Hi, welcome to come here as a guest."

The car door opened, and Little Cheese blinked at her in surprise, "Well... hello." After getting out of the car, he extended his tender white right hand to Lilia in a friendly manner.

Lilia stared her beautiful brown eyes exaggeratedly, and slowly shook hands with the child: "Hello baby, it's the first time we meet. I'm the housekeeper here. You can call me Lilia."

Wen Renliang watched the way one big and one small meet and greet each other, and said to Lilia: "The little things I picked up on the road."

Little Cheese silently lowered her head, and quietly walked to Wen Renliang's side: "Hungry."

"Oh...God!" Lilia screamed suddenly: "Is it the little prince? Sir, please tell me that my eyesight has not declined to the point where my old eyes are dim. The little guy's feet are Cinderella's crystal glass." shoes?"

Wen Renliang has long been accustomed to Lilia's surprised attitude, and regretfully said, "Excuse me for not being able to answer your question, because... I just met him for less than half an hour."

Lilia couldn't hide the doubts in her eyes, but due to her duties, she temporarily suppressed the curiosity in her heart, and said gently: "Please enter the room, I will go and prepare for the guests.