First Love Performance Art [Entertainment]

Help fasten the apron, and the people behind you return to their original positions.

Song Jianchu lowered his head and continued to wipe the glass. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw his female fans holding their faces in their hands and looking intently at this side, for fear of missing a little detail.

This time Song Jianchu's mood was very peaceful.

He thought to himself, no matter how weird fans are, he attracts them himself.Fans come to the store to consume, and it’s okay to give some fan benefits.

Song Jianchu said: "The coffee on this table is free."

Mu Ye continued to wash the cup, lowered his eyelashes and suppressed a smile, and said, "Okay."

The mashed potato bibimbap prepared by the back kitchen was soon completed. Pei Shinian handed out three servings of exquisite bibimbap on a tray from the small window, and rang the vegetable bell.

Mu Ye went to serve the customers.

Bai Xingyu observed the expressions of customers from the small window.

"Did Film King Bai do this?" The boy is a fan of the film king of action movies.

Mu Ye smiled and said, "Yes, please use it slowly."

The customers excitedly took photos of the mashed potato bibimbap made by the actor himself, and picked up the spoon with a sense of ritual to start it.

The moving comments of the guests spread into the back kitchen.

"It's so delicious! It's much better than the mashed potato bibimbap sold near my house!"

"It's so fragrant and light, I can eat it forever!"

"It's so cheap and the portion is so big."

"Wow, you can pack a copy and take it away."

The kitchen trio felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief together.

Song Jianchu praised with approval: "Very good, come on."

Pei Shinian was highly praised by the store manager: "I thought it would be difficult, but opening a restaurant is quite easy."

Song Jianchu hooked his lower lip, smiled lightly and said, "It's just the beginning."

Just as he was about to go back and continue wiping the glasses, Song Jianchu noticed that the people around him were staring at him.

He turned his head and met the clear eyes of his colleagues in the sales team.

Song Jianchu paused, feeling a faint intuition.

Not really wanting to follow him.

After all, he didn't catch the man's expectant eyes.

Song Jianchu sighed in his heart and said, "You've done a good job too."

It seems to be waiting for this sentence.

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled ambiguously at him: "It's all because of the manager's training."

Song Jianchu: "..."

He knew it.

The female fan who was enjoying the food moved her ears and raised her head with a rice spoon.

【puff--】

[This is a line I can hear? ? ? 】

【What kind of electricity are you, evildoer, messing with the children? ? 】

[Hahahaha is already the number one brother in the music scene, not serious yet]

[Playing with my fans, Mu Yao is too cute]

[Smelly treasure! !The gods are starting to joke with you, mom is so excited! ! 】

【Ahhhhhhhhhhh, who can hold back this man's smile! ! 】

Song Jianchu looked calm.

Fortunately, since signing the nurturing agreement, he has gotten used to the male god who gradually loses his bottom line in front of him... no wonder.

Song Jianchu calmly turned his hot face, went to the water dispenser to get a glass of ice water and drank it up.

The second group of customers and the third group of customers came in almost at the same time.

Less than 2 minutes after the kitchen team stopped, they suddenly heard voices outside.

Pei Shinian looked around.

Ten customers came outside in one breath, a family of three with children and a professional mountaineering club.

Pei Shinian was surprised and said, "Why are there so many people here suddenly? These guests are not hired by the director team, are they?"

"This place is quite hidden and hard to find. How did these people find it?" Bai Xingyu asked suspiciously, "They all searched with their mobile phones? Or is this store so famous?"

Variety Psychology suddenly said deeply: "Not really."

Someone suddenly spoke next to him, and Bai Xingyu was startled.

"Are you sick?" Bai Xingyu gritted his teeth speechlessly: "Can you stop being surprised all the time."

Variety Psycho said: "After the mountain road was diverted seven years ago, this is no longer the main road down the mountain. Except for some young people who are not afraid of the trouble of finding the way with their mobile phones, grandma's shop is usually only found by lucky tourists who go the wrong way. Every day The maximum passenger flow normally does not exceed ten people."

[Yes, my family lives near here!I have never heard that there is a restaurant on this mountain! 】

【Locals, only know it after watching the show】

Pei Shinian wondered, "Did the news about coming here to record the show leak out?"

[Ah damn it!When was it leaked? ?Why I don't know! 】

Variety show mental illness: "It's your store manager. Last night, I asked the program team to place a direction sign for the restaurant at the nearby downhill intersection."

Pei Shinian: "..."

【! ! ! 】

【Wow……】

【Brother Demon King is really very thoughtful, he thought of everything】

Pei Shinian was stunned for a moment, and looked at the store manager who was helping to receive customers outside, with admiration in his eyes: "This kid is really amazing, when I was eighteen, I could get lost even if I went a long way."

"So he is the store manager." The visitor said.

"Stop chatting." Mu Ye came to the small window to place an order, and said, "Ten servings of bibimbap."

The prepared potatoes were soon used up, Bai Xingyu said, "Xiao Pei, wash twenty potatoes."

Pei Shinian rolled up his sleeves with great enthusiasm: "Okay."

For the next half hour—

Song Jianchu came over to place an order: "Two servings of bibimbap."

Mu Ye came over to place an order: "Four servings of bibimbap."

Song Jianchu: "Five copies."

Mu Ye: "Seven servings, one for the children, don't put chili."

An hour after the official opening——

The first floor is already full, and the open-air bar on the second floor has become the most popular place to eat, and there are even many customers waiting in line for a table at the bar.

The program group did not publicize and attract traffic in advance. Most of these tourists found it by looking at the road signs. They were pleasantly surprised to find that there was a treasure restaurant hidden in the mountains.

Walking into the restaurant is even more surprising, "I want to get off work" was actually recorded here! !

The restaurant not only has a pleasing environment, but the mashed potato bibimbap is so delicious that it can make a god cry. The key point is that all the staff are gods!You can also see the legendary Great Demon King! !

[Business is too hot on the first day, hahaha the new workers are too busy]

[Haha the store manager has also become a migrant worker]

[Crying with envy, are these people the reincarnation of koi?I want to play too]

[Ah, that girl just got the monster's signature!Jealous beyond recognition! 】

Pei Shinian put the twenty potatoes that had been brushed into the steamer, and just put his hands on his hips to catch his breath.

Bai Xingyu: "Xiao Pei, wash another thirty potatoes."

"Ah?" Pei Shinian was dumbfounded: "Didn't you just steam the two pots, and then they are useless? Brother, can't you save some time?"

"I will use as much as the recipe tells me to use." Bai Xingyu said, "There are so many customers, there is no way."

"Help." Pei Shinian put on a pain mask: "Is this potato hell?"

"Five servings of bibimbap." Song Jianchu came over to place an order again, and said from the small window: "In the future, prepare the ingredients for the next day in advance at night, so everyone can prepare more together."

Pei Shinian resigned himself to his fate and returned to the pool, skillfully picked up the small brush and potatoes, his eyes dull: "After recording this episode, I never want to see potatoes again."

【Hahahahahaha】

[Brave little Pei, not afraid of difficulties! 】

[Xiao Pei: I want to get off work. 】

【Hahaha closely follow the theme】

Song Jianchu took a photo with the female fans who were about to go down the mountain.

The female fan was reluctant to part with her, and said anxiously: "Don't be too tired from recording the show, baby, pay attention to rest."

Song Jianchu: "Don't bark."

The female fan didn't seem to hear, she glanced at Mu Ye who was helping customers with their children, raised her hand and approached, and said like an old mother: "I think it's going well! You must seize the opportunity, your male god seems to like you very much, and he can follow you." You're kidding, it's okay to be a younger brother on the show in the future!"

Song Jianchu personally sent away the first group of guests for the opening.

"Goodbye baby!" The female fan turned her head three times and waved with tears in her eyes: "The show will be a good one! Remember to update the vlog too! You are a puppy! Remember what your mother said!!"

Song Jianchu: "... let's go."

[Thank you sister! !Teach my son for me! 】

[Sisters are good people! ! 】

[Did you hear that!Good progress!Continue to catch up with the progress! 】

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the last customer was sent away, and the business at noon was finally over.

Mu Ye put up a closed sign outside the shop, and all the shop assistants were so tired that they could finally take a lunch break.

Bai Xingyu didn't want to go into the kitchen anymore for the time being. Song Jianchu cooked a few bowls of chicken noodle soup with the leftover chicken soup. It was delicious and warmed his stomach. Everyone sat down and ate it together, and half of their blood was back to normal.

"Open at six o'clock in the evening, and start preparations at four o'clock." Song Jianchu explained: "There are two dormitories on the first floor, and you can choose a room to rest according to yesterday's group."

"Everyone has worked hard."

"The store manager has also worked hard."

Knowing that the guests must be very tired when they "go to work" for the first time, the program team thoughtfully closed the camera in the dormitory during the lunch break.

Renovation conditions are limited, and the dormitory room cannot accommodate too many beds, but the bunk beds in the dormitory are very high-end, much more spacious and comfortable than a caravan, and it is not a problem for two people to sleep in one bed.

Triple rooms also have a normal single bed.

Pei Shinian was tortured to the limit by the potatoes, consciously climbed onto the upper bunk, fell asleep when his face touched the pillow.

He didn't get enough sleep for two consecutive days, and Song Jianchu was too sleepy to keep his eyes open.

He didn't sleep in the most spacious single bed, and lay down on the lower bunk with his clothes on.

Just as he closed his eyes heavily, he heard the door of the dormitory being pushed open carefully.

The person who came in sat down beside his bed, with one arm resting on his side, and the mattress beside him was sunken down.

The visitor sat by his bed for a long time, stretched out his hand and gently stroked his hair, and whispered in his ear: "Sleep later, date first."

Song Jianchu started dreaming in a daze, but didn't hear clearly, put his arm on his eyes, and said "um" in a low voice.

"give me a hug?"

"Um……"

With his dazed permission, the person sitting by the bed gently supported the back of his neck with his hands.

In the dream, the warm and fragrant breath gradually approached.

The hot palm gently pushed his back, leading him into a certain enchantment full of security.

As the person above lowered his head, the soft hair brushed against his neck.

Like sucking a cat.

……

Suck cats?

"?"

Song Jianchu suddenly woke up.

It took him a while to figure out the current situation in a daze. His body, which was firmly held by the man, gradually stiffened, and his pupils shrank suddenly began to tremble.

Like a cat being picked up to suck in its sleep, the boy stared blankly at the board above him.

After a few seconds, the boy's doll-like hand hanging down on the bed stiffly moved up.

Song Jianchu opened his mouth blushing.

"you……"

"Shh."

The man buried his head on his shoulder and said softly, "Don't wake him up."

The hand behind his back gently coaxed and patted.

"Give you another hug."