When the magic stick has a big star boyfriend

The teacher didn't even look up, just moved the stool forward: "Go."

Jiang Shui didn't say much, and left the classroom quickly.

I took out my phone when I went to the bathroom.

"Master, I can do it here."

As soon as the news was sent out, Jiang Shui stuffed the phone into his pocket, and then took out a talisman from the other side.

After waiting for less than 2 minutes, a very clear light was emitted from the top.

A male voice came from inside.

"Ahem, can you hear me?"

"Yes, yes, master, you can say."

Seeing that Fu Yu Huang had wandered into the kitchen, Ji Chen casually found a table with a gopro and sat down.

"Master, can you memorize the recipe? It's not bad to make it according to what I said. Why don't you just memorize the recipe, so you don't have to look for me next time."

Jiang Shui had a headache, God knows how embarrassing it would be for him to dictate the first, second and third steps of cooking in the toilet cubicle.

It is not a question of whether there are people in the toilet, it is really incompetent to accept.

Various ingredients came out of his mouth.

But there was a unique fragrance that belonged to the toilet lingering at the tip of his nose, that feeling, damn, he really didn't want to say anything.

Paying for the laziness of the voice is still that hateful tone.

"No."

"As a person who can cook, how can I cook the same thing every time, and show my ability by changing tricks."

Here, Fu Yu shook the spoon unskillfully, almost slipping out the vegetables in the pot before putting down the pot, and turned to turning it with a shovel in a regular manner.

It's already inferior enough, but how can you make people look down on yourself?

Fu Yu said that was totally impossible.

What is an apprentice?Doesn't it exist just to serve Master?

When his master became self-willed, it was really a child's temper.

Jiang Shui had no choice but to listen to the movement over there and guide him.

A boy clutched his stomach and hurried into the toilet, apparently he had eaten something.

Just squatting down, I heard a voice from the next compartment.

"Yes, that's it."

"Put some light soy sauce, oyster sauce and salt."

"Is there any ketchup? Squeeze some more ketchup into the sauce over here."

"There are not so many whys, that's how I learned it when I was learning."

"Stir-fry and stir-fry to get out the steam."

"What is pot gas? It's bad, it's almost the kind of white smoke that comes out. It's really not good, just look at it when it's cooked."

After a long list of chattering, things should be finished and out of the pot.

Jiang Shui breathed a sigh of relief.

But before he could breathe out all his breath, someone knocked on the partition next to him a few times.

A faint male voice came over: "Brother, reporting the recipe in the toilet is not very authentic."

Jiang Shui was shaken all over, and he dared not make a sound when he heard the sound of flushing water over there.

Then the compartment door was opened, and footsteps sounded.

When the footsteps got farther and farther away, Jiang Shui put the talisman into his pocket, and opened the door in desperation.

Unexpectedly, I saw a person head-on.

River petrochemical.

The man had his back on his back, with a smirk on his face.

"Okay, Jiang Shui, it really is you."

As he spoke, he hugged his neck directly.

"Good boy, come and tell your brother what is your hobby?"

Jiang Shui walked out with his neck hooked by this man, his face was blank, and he didn't want to say a word now.

Here his cute little apprentice was ridiculed.

Paying for the mood is very good.

Cut some minced garlic and put it in, two bowls of stir-fried knife-sliced ​​noodles, out of the pan.

Things are not too complicated, the advantage is that it is simple and does not take time.

"Come on, my big star, try my brother's craft."

As soon as Fu Yu got carried away, he started talking nonsense.

Ji Chen didn't get along with him for a long time, but he knew this very well about him.

Instead of correcting his speech problems, he picked up a pair of chopsticks instead.

With the camera in place, Ji Chen's style is well controlled.

He is a self-controlled person, and he rarely talks when eating, but compared to usual, he is just less casual.

Look at Fu Yu again, he seemed nervous when he said it before, but when he actually appeared on the show, he is probably the most relaxed among the eight people.

When the two of them were about to finish eating,

Li Shiqing and Zhang Haifeng did not know how they came together, and they came to the downstairs restaurant together.

Fu Yu and Ji Chen just greeted their arrival and didn't say much else.

The two researched for a while and found the note.

"Ji Chen, I never thought you could cook. It looks delicious."

Li Shiqing looked at the bowl in front of the two with a gentle smile on his face.

That is really Sima Zhao's heart, and everyone knows it.

Ji Chen calmly took out a tissue to wipe his mouth: "He made it, I don't know how to cook."

Fu Yu immediately took over: "As our brother Shen's assistant, you have to work in the living room and in the kitchen, be capable of both literary and military skills, and also be able to warm the house."

Zhang Haifeng stood aside, but was amused by his words.

"Yo, that young man, you are really all-rounder."

"That's not true." Fu Yu took a bite of the noodles, "If it weren't for the friendship between us for five or six years, a generalist like me wouldn't be able to come to him as his assistant."

Ji Chen raised his hand and tapped him on the head: "Young poor."

While eating noodles, he was suddenly hit on the head, the familiar feeling made Fu Yu a little dazed.

Seeing that the topic was getting more and more crooked, Li Shiqing immediately sighed pretendingly.

"This time the show crew is really good at fun, but unfortunately I don't know how to cook, so I'll probably just be hungry tonight."

Hearing this, Fu Yu revealed a sneer deep in his eyes.

"That's a pity, but I heard that Mr. Li is currently losing weight for a role?"

He still doesn't want to cook for himself, but if he wants to cook for others, it's a dream.

At this time, Zhang Haifeng went to the back kitchen for a walk and stood there with his expression constantly changing.

The back kitchen is like a war, messy everywhere, some ingredients have been processed and not used up, some seasonings have been opened and the lids are not closed, even the wok has not been cleaned.

Fu Yu patted his ass and left after cooking, leaving behind a pile of mess.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Haifeng didn't want to say anything, but he lost his appetite.

After all, he doesn't really know how to cook, so he might as well be starving after packing up these things.

The relationship between Li Shiqing and Ji Chen wasn't very good in the first place, and if the two of them didn't talk to him, he wouldn't put his face down just for a meal.

The meeting of the four people has not sparked any sparks yet.

……

After eating enough, Ji Chen and Fu Yu went back to the room.

Fu Yu stayed in the bathroom, carefully brushing his teeth several times to make sure that there was no smell of garlic in his mouth before he finished.

When Ji Shen entered the bathroom, he still didn't forget to tell him.

"That garlic smells bad, you need to brush your teeth a few more times, or don't go to bed."

Ji Chenli didn't bother to talk to him.

"Cut..." Fu Yu looked at Ji Chen's back and let out a soft voice.

Sitting on the head of the bed, Fu Yu played with two copper coins in his hand.

Looking at the traces on it, I couldn't help thinking of when that person was still there.