It's about to collapse

Although there are no props to assist the performance, everyone can still see that Mu Jin is "playing" a man who can't cook.

It's not just that he can't cook. Looking at the blunt energy with which he handles the pot and spoon, one can tell that this person must have never even done housework.

Mu Jin took out the "mobile phone" from his pocket, poked it with his index finger to open "Encyclopedia", and then entered "egg fried rice" in the search bar. When the "webpage" was refreshed, his eyes widened slightly, as if he didn't expect so many different recipes to be searched for an egg fried rice.

He opened them one by one, looking at them carefully, but muttering in his mouth: "A little oil, a little salt. How much is a little, and how much is a little?"

Mu Jin scratched his hair in distress, and the people watching below laughed kindly when they heard him talking to himself.

But the people in the play obviously didn't realize how much their common sense was not up to standard, and they criticized there self-consciously: "What, why do you need to add water when frying? Is the right amount of water one bowl or two bowls? This recipe doesn’t work, change another one.”

He opened and closed the web page on his "mobile phone", and after a long time he found a recipe that a complete novice could understand a little bit.

"Two eggs, I know that."

"A bowl of leftover rice, some are in the refrigerator."

While saying this, he opened the refrigerator door with the "mobile phone" in one hand and touched two "eggs" and came out.Afraid of falling on the table, I went to the cupboard to look for a bowl, but I didn't have any free hands, so I had to reluctantly put the "egg" into my trouser pocket.

Zou Qing held back her laughter and leaned forward and backward, complaining: "Shouldn't normal people carry their mobile phones in their pockets? Why can Buddha act so stupidly cute?"

In fact, Hibiscus didn't act stupid on purpose, but he was really serious about imagining himself cooking, and then he started to lose his composure.

It’s not that I’m nervous about acting, but that I’m nervous about simulating cooking. If I let others know, I don’t know whether to laugh or laugh.

After finally taking the bowl and putting the eggs in, the next step is to beat the eggs.

So everyone saw him playing handsome and picked up the egg and knocked it against the bowl, smashing the "egg" with too much force.

Amidst the uncontrollable laughter, Mu Jin hurriedly took a towel to wipe it off, but it couldn't be wiped clean, so she simply dumped the broken egg into the trash can, and went to get another one.

This time he was more careful, after pondering for a long time, he finally succeeded in knocking out the eggs, but there were quite a lot of eggshells mixed in the egg liquid, so he took a "chopstick" to fish out one by one.Then I used this chopstick to pound it twice randomly, and it was regarded as the egg liquid.

Then he began to pour oil into the pot carefully, poured a little, stopped to observe, poured some more, and then nodded with satisfaction.

Then I started the fire, stood by the side doing nothing after the fire, went to the refrigerator to dig out a "ham sausage", cut the package and gnawed it.While gnawing, he took a closer look at the oil in the pot, looked at it for a while and asked in confusion, "Why doesn't it seem to be hot? No bubbles?"

Oil is not the same as water, it doesn't roll up when it reaches [-] degrees.It's a pity that this kitchen pest didn't think about the reason at all. In order to test the oil temperature, he pinched a small piece of ham sausage and threw it into the pot with a swish.

As a result, there was a "squeak", and the crackling sound of the oil bottom was earth-shattering.

"Damn it!" Mu Jin took a step back and finally realized that the oil was too hot. He was about to pour the eggs into it when he suddenly slapped his head, "Oh! The chef needs to wear an apron first. .”

He fumbled to put on the apron, and ignored the back bag if it couldn't be fastened. When he returned to the kitchen, the ham sausage had been burnt.

He carefully took the spatula to pick it up again, then followed the instructions of the mobile phone to turn off the fire, planning to put the eggs in the pot first.Since it was inconvenient to cook vegetables while looking at the recipe, he found a suitable place for the phone, held the "vinegar bottle" in a daze for a long time, and almost knocked over the bottle, and finally put the phone up.

After the eggs were put into the pot, Hibiscus leisurely shoveled them twice, waiting for them to become "solidified".After waiting for a while, when he took the spatula to fish it, he found that the pan was sticking.

In a panic, he shoveled frantically, almost breaking the bottom of the pot.But the egg was getting more and more mushy, Mu Jin was afraid, she still held the shovel with one hand, and put the other hand through her armpit to turn off the fire.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief, and depressedly scooped up the crust.

A group of people watched him "acting as a monster" from the audience, laughing or shaking their heads. They didn't know whether to praise Foye's acting skills in a different way, or to dislike this man who cooks and no one dares to eat.

But obviously this man is a blessed man.

Because he was still struggling with distress one second, but he seemed to hear something in the next second, and his whole body came alive.

Everyone realized that the man's cohabitant had returned home.

This expression of surprise and joy is not a dependence on relatives, but affection for a lover.

He threw away the spatula as if he was saved, ran to the living room in two or three steps, stretched out his hand to grab the arm of the man opposite, and said, "You're back!"

His tone was so happy that everyone smiled unconsciously.Especially Xin Yi, the familiar posture made his heart warm. He thought that if it wasn't for the lack of entity, Mu Mu would really jump up and wrap around the opponent's waist.

No, his waist, he tapped his ears with his fingers propped on his cheeks, feeling a little itchy.

The following story became surprisingly sweet and greasy. The man handed over the apron and the kitchen, and surrounded the cook like a hardworking bee.Even if you steal some eggs, you can eat with a happy face, and even hugged each other's waist from behind and rubbed them twice.

When it was finally placed on the plate, I was even more admiring. I took a sip first, showing a delicacy in the world, which made people laugh.

Undoubtedly, it is a wonderful non-physical one-man show, lively and refreshing.When Hibiscus was off stage, Zhou Ran clapped and nodded, and gave a rare compliment: "Not bad, there is something new. Everyone should work hard to break through themselves, let's be the next one."

He didn't look at Mu Jin in the back, and when he returned to his seat, the next actor had already stepped onto the stage.Everyone's eyes were on the stage, and no one noticed that their Buddha had winked at their son-in-law and rubbed his belly.

With a smile in his eyes, Xin Yi nodded to indicate that he knew.

He acted in his true colors, made himself hungry, and wanted to eat the food he cooked.

It's a pity that there is no such condition now, so I can only endure it.

But other things can be given to him to eat.

It's just that at this performance, although everyone is still watching, half of them are not thinking about it.

Xu Xipei was naturally sensitive, and she teased Xiao Nan beside her, not knowing how to express it: "Little girl, do you think Buddha's performance is a bit weird?"

Xiao Nan's lines are bigger, but he can still feel a subtle sense of disobedience from Mu Jin's performance. Hearing this, he nodded and said in a low voice: "You also feel that something is wrong? But I can't tell what's going on, could it be Are you acting too stupid? After all, Brother Mu is usually quite elite..."

"Our performances are all based on our own experience?" Xu Xipei covered his mouth and said, "The Buddha may not know how to cook, but he can't imagine the stupid image so realistically? Do you think he will? Is this what girlfriends are like?"

"It's possible, otherwise how could he act so well, it must be very familiar." Xiao Nan thought it made sense, probably because this guess solved the doubts in his heart, so he didn't pay much attention to it. Instead, he joked gossipingly, "Brother Mu actually I really didn't expect to like this kind of girl!"

What's wrong is actually not this matter, Xu Xipei wanted to say something else, but seeing Zhou Ran frowning all the time, he didn't dare to say more.

But the other person knew what he didn't say.

Women are naturally more sensitive than men, not to mention women who are multi-minded and once had unreasonable thoughts.Luo Xianxuan couldn't calm down in surprise, and didn't notice the performance above at all.

Even if there is a girlfriend who is clumsy and useless for housework, no matter how hard he looks at it every day and night, no man will change his gender role to substitute in the performance!

The gesture of Hibiscus pulling the arm of the "nameless man", the gesture of hugging the waist of the "nameless man" behind his back, and his demeanor and gaze when he was talking to the "nameless man" all illustrate a fact.

The person he is familiar with is not a little girl at all, but a real man!

The author has something to say:

Pepe: Why does it feel like there is a problem.

Little girl: +1

Yuan Xian: Oh, the problem is getting serious.

Hibiscus: Huh?It's okay, I'm always like this!

Xin Yi: Well, there is nothing wrong with him. He is usually like this.