With the cooperation of Wang Yang and Fang Shen, Wang Yang and Fang Shen won the handicraft competition without any suspense over those curious newspaper bikinis and vulgar can flower baskets.

Moreover, Fang Shen actually put together a love with the remaining shells on the side of the shell painting, which is a good picture of the starry sky with shells, because this love suddenly has a handicraft temperament on the street.

Wang Yang tried to persuade Fang Shen to let it go several times, but was rejected by Fang Shen. Fortunately, it did not affect the final result.

At the beginning of the cooking competition, everyone wanted to beat Wang Yang together in the kitchen, but in the end, after ceiing two plates, cracking eggs and egg shells into a bowl, they lined up and were kicked out by Wang Yang holding a kitchen knife.

However, the noise made by Wang Yang fighting alone in the kitchen can basically catch up with a construction team.

Zuo Chao trembled while listening outside, Fatty couldn't stop trembling.

After all, the result is a matter of his life.

When Wang Yang brought out the three dishes, several people were frightened to see if Wang Yang's arms and hands were still healthy.

Seeing that he was completely bearded and his hair didn't seem to be missing a hair, everyone felt relieved to look at the dishes on his plate.

Zuo Chao glanced at it, then sat down with a groan of "Aww", his shoulders collapsed.

I saw a big black lump on the first plate, and I couldn’t tell what kind of corpse it was. The side of the plate was still dripping with black oily soup, and the people who watched it lost their appetite instantly.

The second plate can barely tell that it is scrambled eggs with tomatoes by the red and yellow colors, but the tomatoes are no longer a whole body, and all of them have turned into a thick red paste as if washed by corpse water, and the eggs are floating on the surface. The red tomatoes turned into corpses, and the shape was so weird that people couldn't bear to look directly at them.

The third serving, according to Wang Yang, was spicy chicken. However, looking around, the spicy chicken was missing, and the spicy pepper was covered with a thick layer of minced garlic. This was the first time Fang Shenchang saw someone add garlic as a main course. of.

Fang Shen weighed his words for a while, and finally he only asked: "Are you sure you can eat these things?"

Wang Yang rolled his eyes, "A person cannot be judged by his appearance, and sea water cannot be measured. How will you know if it tastes good if you don't try it?"

Fang Shen swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "I have to make sure whether they are edible, and then consider whether to try them or not."

Wang Yang clicked his tongue, and didn't have any patience to wait for Fang Shen to confirm whether the food was edible. He picked up a chopstick and stuffed the black unknown corpse into Fang Shen's mouth.

For a moment, Fang Shen even thought that he was going to die in a foreign land.

But after he chewed it for a while, his dilated pupils shrank back in time, bursting out with a burst of splendor, "It tastes good, this is... sweet and sour short ribs?" He snapped After biting into a small piece of fragile bone with a bang, he was able to confirm the real body of this pile of unknown corpses.

"Wait, is this veal steak?" He chewed for a while and asked with raised eyebrows.

"That's right, you can't eat pork here." Wang Yang glanced at Fang Shen like a fool.

"Tell me how it tastes?" Zuo Chao leaned over, "Can I eat it?"

Fang Shen swallowed the last bite of meat, "This black corpse is edible after my inspection, and the taste is not bad."

Wang Yang raised his eyebrows triumphantly, and stuffed a piece of diced chicken from under the spicy fried garlic into Fang Shen's mouth.

Fang Shen likes spicy food, but this spicy chicken... diced... is so spicy that he didn't feel relieved at all, but the more he chewed, the more fragrant it became. However, the meat is very tender, fragrant, crisp, spicy, and full of flavor.

Wang Yang watched Fang Shen's reaction while eating the food. Fang Shen gave him a thumbs up, and he smiled until his black skin was red.

Immediately, I felt that the ninety-nine and 81 hardships I experienced in the kitchen just now were all worthwhile, and this must be the truth.

This time, before Wang Yang forcefully fed it, the diced chicken was too spicy. After taking two bites, Fang Shen took the initiative to eat a boiled egg in tomato soup. Although the shape was curious, the taste of this dish was actually very good. It neutralizes the spiciness of the spicy chicken.

I have to say that Wang Yang's dishes go well together, they are delicious and go well with meals.It's just that the shape is really unsightly.

In the end, the cooking competition was a draw with the college student group, but the main reason for the loss was the ugly. In terms of taste, Wang Yang's dishes were the best. There was not even a drop of tomato corpse water left.

Wang Yang once again felt deeply helpless about this world that only looks at appearances.

Because he experienced the three big dishes that were difficult to cook in 81, and lost to a lump of Hello Keti-shaped white rice made by a college girl.

No matter what, they won the handicraft competition and even though the cooking competition was tied, their group still won. Zuo Chao got his wish and happily hugged Wang Yang and patted him on the shoulder. kneeling on the ground.

"I don't see that you still have the potential of a little Chinese beast?" Fang Shen squeezed over to separate Zuo Chao and Wang Yang, and successfully rescued him.

Wang Yang was grateful for his life-saving grace, so he didn't care about his debts. Anyway, he didn't owe him a day or two.

"I'm so talented." He raised an eyebrow at Fang Shen.

Fang Shen pinched his face with a smile, "Next time, we still have to pay attention to the shape."

Wang Yang clicked his tongue, "You superficial mortals, pay attention to feel the inner things and explore the souls of things! What's the use of looking good or not?"

"It's a pity that you don't look good on the outside these days and no one has the patience to pay attention to your inside." After Fang Shen finished speaking, he rubbed his stomach, and he hadn't eaten so well for a long time.

This time Wang Yang did not refute.

He felt that what Fang Shen said made sense.

People are visual animals. If Fang Shen wasn't so handsome, if Fang Shen didn't have beautiful muscles and good-looking long legs, would he still have those inexplicable strange feelings about Fang Shen?

Wang Yang frowned and thought for a while.

Probably, no.

But this answer made him feel panicked.

He thought of every scene where he had fantasies about Fang Shen, every moment he couldn't help but want to touch Fang Shen, every moment he had to run away from Fang Shen in order to control his wild thoughts...

Then he found almost desperately that he was the "superficial mortal".

The things Fang Shen brought to him, whether it was visual, olfactory, or tactile stimuli, those feelings that he couldn't help comforting himself in his dreams, and those feelings that he couldn't clearly distinguish the shape of, suddenly made Wang Yang feel ashamed. Awkward.

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