What should I do if I pretend to be a girl online to the president of the company?

"Everyone hasn't eaten lunch yet. The second task is to solve the lunch problem."

"You can't buy ready-made ones, but use the props and ingredients provided by the director team to each group to be self-sufficient."

The voices of the director's staff were very clear, and everyone present heard every single word.

Jing Mu looked at the meat and potatoes distributed at his feet, and he had a plan in his heart.

Holding on to his crutches, he walked slowly to the simple stove set up by the director's team and started to live.

In order to save time, Jing Mu handed the unprocessed potatoes to Sheng Xing.

"Brother, can you help me?"

Shengxing was about to help, and he stood on the sidelines for a long time, but didn't know where to start, which made him just right.

He found a clean basin and rinsed the potatoes under the running water by the beach.

Jing Mu looked at the fire he had lit under the stove, and put the white rice he had scoured into it with a look of relief.

Just as he was about to turn his head to handle the meat, he felt that the sunlight above his head was blocked by something.

Looking forward slowly from the ground, it was a human-shaped parasol, which fell on the top of Jingmu's head.

He unhurriedly took out the meat, put it in a basin and thawed it with hot water from a thermos.

After doing a series of actions, he still didn't raise his head, but the human-shaped parasol was not happy, and sneered loudly: "You don't know how to cook, do you? Can you eat meat by soaking it in hot water?"

Jing Mu frowned, and quickly went through what Bi Lian said in his mind.

In the end, I couldn't help laughing out loud, and said casually: "Miss Bi, I will know if I can cook and bring it to you? But you, why haven't you started yet?"

Bi Lian crossed her arms and said condescendingly: "I don't cook, it's so dirty, just leave it to that silly boy."

After Jing Mu listened to Lian's words, he saw Bi Lian's teammate He Baiyi not far away holding a few peppers and worrying.

He couldn't help sighing, isn't the kid still alive?It's really bad luck to meet Bi Lian as a teammate.

Jing Mu supported his crutches and stood up from the chair. When he looked up, he saw that Sheng Xing had come back from washing the potatoes.

Seeing this, Bi Lian stroked her long hair, flattering her so much that she wanted to speak.

Jing Mu watched her move to meet her, stretched out his crutches and touched Bi Lian lightly, then said with a smile.

"Miss Bi, can you please stay away from here? I don't want dandruff mixed in white rice, it's disgusting."

Bi Lian was taken aback, her face flushed with anger: "Who do you think has dandruff?"

"I'm just reminding you." Jing Mu smiled and closed his eyes.

"Jingmu, you are shameless..."

Jing Mu almost laughed out loud when he heard Bi Lian's swear words, but he held back and his face became aggrieved.

Facing Sheng Sheng who came back with the cleaned potatoes, he said aggrievedly: "Brother, you are finally back, Miss Bi doesn't know why you say I am shameless."

After Jing Mu finished speaking, he looked at Sheng Xing with particularly sincere eyes.

Sheng Xing put the potatoes aside, wiped off the water stains on his hands, and wrapped his arms around Jing Mu's waist with one hand.

Jing Mu's waist was itchy, and finally he got used to it slowly. He raised his eyes to see the perfect line of his jaw shrinking and shrinking: "Miss Bi, maybe you want to end the recording now?"

The words used are honorifics, but the meaning of the words is to warn Bi Lian that if she utters another word, she will disappear from this program immediately.

Jing Mu couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, it's good to be rich, and he speaks confidently.

Bi Lian's face turned green with anger, and she stomped away.

Jing Mu looked at her back, not to mention how happy he was.

After laughing for a while, he felt the hands on his waist lightly squeezed, and turned to him and said, "What did you just say that made her so angry?"

Jing Mu pulled out a gorgeous smile at Sheng Xing, a little exaggerated, but not fake at all.

"What's the matter? Could it be that you feel distressed?"

Shengxing said firmly: "Of course not."

After receiving a satisfactory reply, Jing Mu smiled openly, and distanced himself from Sheng Xing: "That's all right?"

Sheng Xing said, "I love you so much, it's fine if she calls me again in the future, huh?"

Jing Mu's heart moved slightly, and he patted Sheng Xing's shoulder with both hands: "Okay."

A simple sentence made Jing Mu calm down a little bit just now from being a hooligan by Sheng Xing. If he favored him so much, no matter how cruel Jing Mu was, he would not be able to speak harshly.

However, the conversation still needs to be talked after all, the big deal is to speak softly.

After thinking for a while, Jing Mu looked at the unthawed meat and walked towards the distance.

Sheng Sheng behind him stopped him: "Where are you going?"

Jing Mu didn't look back: "I'm going to help little friend He."

As soon as the words fell, Jing Mu felt his waist being grabbed by a force, and then his feet were suspended in the air, and he was pulled back a bit.

The warm breath in his ears hit the ends of his hair, causing goose bumps all over his body, and the prevailing voice murmured: "If you don't help your own family, help others first?"

Sheng Xing's tone was a little aggrieved, but questioning.

Jing Mu softened his attitude subconsciously, turned around and looked at him, hesitating for a while.

"That's right, there's no benefit to helping outsiders."

After a while, Jing Mu slapped his thigh.

"There is."

Jing Mu took all the ingredients from other groups as his own.

The exchange is that Jingmu will help with the cooking, and they can just lay their hands and eat, but they will wash the dishes.

For Jingmu, this is a profit but not a loss.

For one thing, he likes to cook, but really doesn't like washing dishes.

Second: He has been coveting the prawns in Lu Zhao's group for a long time, and his mouth is watering.

After assigning all the work, Jingmu was ready to start working.

Rolling up his sleeves, Jing Mu was about to cut the potatoes into pieces, but Sheng Xing took over.

"I come."

Jing Mu looked at Sheng Xing's hands covered in Band-Aids, and said, "Do you want to stick more Band-Aids?"

Prevalent language barrier.

Lu Zhao, who was washing shrimp, interjected, "I've wanted to ask for a long time, why are there so many Band-Aids for Shenxing's precious hands? Aren't the hands of professional players the most precious?"

Jing Mu tilted his head and smiled, a little embarrassed: "A few days ago, my brother accidentally hurt me while cooking with me."

"I still have it on hand."

Jing Mu said while showing the wound on his hand to the camera.

The smile on his face was very sweet: "Actually, brother can't cook, so he insisted on coming over to help me."

Taking the opportunity, Jing Mu fiercely showed off a wave of affection, although what he said was the truth.

Lu Zhao's eyes dimmed for a while, as if dissatisfied with the current topic, he immediately changed: "Mumu is really virtuous, and can cook."

Jing Mu couldn't help thinking of what Bi Lian said just now that he couldn't cook, and squinted at Bi Lian not far away.

"Actually, it's just barely delicious. Miss Bi just said that I can't cook."

Jing Mu scratched the curly hair on the back of his head and smiled modestly.

Since Bi Lian likes to pretend, then he will pretend too, to see who is better.

Lu Zhao: "Can't cook? I can already smell the aroma."

Jing Mu didn't reply anymore, and the face of Sheng Xing standing beside him was black as coal.

He lifted the lid of the pot and stirred it with a spatula.

The soup accidentally fell onto the white shirt.

Jing Mu was full of distress, pulled the hem of his clothes and sighed several times.

Sheng Xing put the dishes in the pot up, and said lightly: "It's okay, I still have more."

The director’s team seemed to have antennas growing on their ears: "What else? Could it be that the clothes on Jingmu are a master of magic?"

Listening to the staff's question, Jing Mu smiled, quite dignified: "He borrowed mine."

Took over an hour.

The dishes are finally ready.

Just when Jing Mu was about to have a big meal, the staff of the director's team said: "There are only four pairs of bowls and chopsticks and a spoon at the scene."

"Whoever grabs it first will own it."

The director team does not know whether it was intentional or unintentional.

Just when Jingmu and Shengxing were standing at the furthest distance to clean up the table, they let everyone shoot.

The result is also expected.

He Yi snatched the two pairs of bowls and chopsticks, and Bi Lian took the remaining two pairs.

Jingmu and Shengxing only had one spoon left.

Jing Mu looked at the lonely spoon in his palm, feeling a little ashamed.

At this moment, Bi Lian walked up to Shengxing with the bowl and chopsticks: "Brother Shengxing, shall I give it to you?"

Jing Muqi's spoon was almost crooked, and he immediately stood in front of Shengxing to block it, saying, "We don't need it."

Bi Lian frowned: "What are you doing? Do you want brother Shengxing to share a spoon with you? Is it disgusting?"

Jing Mu laughed twice, confidently: "What's disgusting? It's not like he hasn't eaten my saliva before."

I didn't feel ashamed when I said it, and I had great stamina after I finished speaking.

Jing Mu was a little at a loss, and had to pretend to be calm.

Bi Lian's face darkened, and she pointed at Jing Mu's face with her chopsticks: "Brother Shengxing, how could it be possible..."

Jing Mu originally wanted to interrupt Bi Lian at this point, but unexpectedly, Sheng Xing took the first step, wrapped his hands around Jing Mu's waist, looked at his face and said softly: "Miss Bi, the props you have grabbed can only be distributed to teammates."

"Really, the director team?"

Sheng Xingxin's eyes fell on the chief director's face, and the chief director immediately broke into a cold sweat.

Others don't know the specific identity of Shengxing, but the chief director knows it all, and immediately echoed: "Yes, yes, props can only be given to my teammates."

"Can't I give it to whoever I want?" Bi Lian said willfully.

Listening to Bi Lian's words, Jing Mu felt that this person was so stupid.

What Shengxing said had saved her enough face, but she didn't expect that she would not accept it.

If you don't accept it, then come hard.

"Miss Bi, you should know what I have to do with Shengxing. A spoon is enough."

"Instead of giving it to us, why not give it to He Baiyi?"

Jing Mu said while pointing to He Baiyi in the distance.

Bi Lian's face became more and more ugly, and she couldn't stand for a long time. Jing Mu took the lead and took Sheng Xing to eat.

The camera of the director team followed the two of them.

"Brother, open your mouth, I'll feed you."

Jing Mu held the spoon and stopped Sheng Xing.

Shengxing also readily accepted it, and his performance was extremely natural.

It was as if the two had really shared the same spoon countless times, without any hesitation.

Only Jing Mu's heart has been flustered, he is really late and the prevailing saliva.

Why is it not disgusting at all, and it tastes too delicious when mixed with rice, is he a pervert?

Jing Mu ate his food with big mouthfuls, tears of happiness filled his eyes.

"There's something in the corner of your mouth."

Shengxing suddenly approached.

Jing Mu turned his head, and before he could react, Sheng Xing moved to the side of his face and swept away the rice grains with the tip of his tongue.

Jing Mu almost sprayed rice.

It seems that we still need to have a good talk with the rogue.

Twilight is gradually coming.

A group of people headed for tonight's foothold.

Sitting in the car, Lu Zhao was drowsy, and the phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly.

He took out his cell phone, it was a text message from his elder brother Lu Ming.

Lu Ming: Dad, he escaped from prison.

Lu Ming: Probably going to seek revenge from Shengxing.

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!