Unable to get an answer from Ji Yue, Jiang Feng could only ask Wu Minqi.

Wu Minqi replied with a sentence of "wait a minute" and there was no follow-up, Jiang Feng waited on his mobile phone for more than ten minutes and did not receive a reply, and he was embarrassed to urge, so he could only put this matter down first and continue to watch TV happily.

"Do you think you can do whatever you want if you have money? Do you think you can easily control everything with me if you have money? You have so much money, but are you happy?" the heroine cried out in the night rain, and finally fell to her knees on the side of the road and cried bitterly.

Jiang Feng's heart did not fluctuate, and he even yearned for the happiness of the rich.

Do you think this is the happiness of the rich?

No, you can't imagine the happiness of rich people at all.

The more I watched it, the more I felt that this drama was boring, and I lost the original sand sculpture, but it became more and more bloody.

The sand sculpture drama that has lost the sand sculpture is like the mapo tofu that has lost the pepper and the beef noodles that have lost the beef, the former has no soul and the latter deceives consumers.

Jiang Feng now felt that he was the consumer who had been deceived, although he didn't consume at all, and the VIP was Wu Minqi, who just borrowed the consumer's account. But this did not stop Jiang Feng from using Wu Minqi's account to give this drama two stars, and then angrily closed the website.

Picking up the phone, Jiang Feng wanted to complain about the magical direction of these episodes with Ji Yue, and saw the message that Wu Minqi sent to him a few minutes ago.

There is only one, but it is very long, estimated to be nearly a thousand words, detailing the application skills of various skin care products, the time of use and allergy symptoms, Jiang Feng read it word by word for seven or eight minutes.

Got it!

Jiang Feng suddenly realized, it turns out that skin care is like this, that, and then like this!

Take another look at the row of skincare products on the table.

Forget it, let's just apply it, it's all going to be on the face anyway.

Jiang Feng took a look at the game panel, and it was still 99.8%, as if the last 0.2% was going to be updated to the old age.

With nothing to do, Jiang Feng continued to click on the official forum of Good Taste to see what melons could be eaten on the forum.

As a result, he really ate a shocking melon, which is about the only judge announced by the organizer, Tong Deyan's melon.

According to the current information released by the organizers, Tong Deyan is the head chef of Zhengde Building in Beiping, a famous chef in Beiping, 47 years old, good at Shandong cuisine, Beijing cuisine, Tan family cuisine and palace cuisine. Zhengde Building is a famous restaurant, and Tong Deyan, as the chef of Zhengde Building, is definitely qualified to be a judge.

But now someone on the official forum has picked up Tong Deyan's past, saying that he first worked as a cook in a restaurant in Shanghai, and was kicked out by the master because his hands and feet were not clean.

The professional judge of the good taste used to be a thief, what a powerful news, what a shocking melon, this post has been pushed out of thousands of floors in less than two hours.

Immediately afterwards, a series of inexplicable melons that even had nothing to do with Tong Deyan were picked up, what Tong Deyan suppressed his colleagues when he was in Zhengde Building, he was very short-tempered and scolded customers in public, and some people stated that everything was fiction, it was rumors, and some people maliciously poured dirty water on the Good Taste Cooking Competition.

Some people began to question the official professionalism of its Good Taste Cooking Competition, and all kinds of passers-by, water army, black powder, black powder passers-by, and water army passers-by began to cross the sea to show their powers, and they quarreled under the post, which was wonderful.

This fire even burned directly on the players, and Jiang Feng saw a person swearing in a tone as if he had seen it with his own eyes, saying that Ji Xue, the No. 1 in Guangdong Province, had unclean hands and feet, and was kicked out for stealing things when he was a teenager as a small worker in the back kitchen.

Jiang Feng walked around the forum, half of the posts were Zhang Guanghang's face, and then the building was crooked into a quarrel, and the other half of the posts were already quarrelling, the more noisy they became, the more fierce they were, it was not interesting. I was about to switch to the post bar to see if Wang Hao had updated, and the phone rang.

"Hey. ”

"Hey, hello, is it Jiang Feng? I'm a staff member of the Good Taste Cooking Competition. This time, the young lady of the staff was a baby voice, and when she opened her mouth, she almost scared Jiang Feng to throw away her mobile phone.

"I am. ”

"That's right, since the round of 32 will start at 8 o'clock tomorrow night, and it will be broadcast live by the provincial station at that time, so please arrive at the provincial station before 4 o'clock in the afternoon to prepare for the game. As the match is broadcast live, our staff will explain some precautions before the game, and if you are not able to show up on time, we can only regret to inform you that you will be disqualified. ”

"Since it is broadcast live, of course, there will be viewers during the live broadcast, which may have some disruption to your game, so please be sure to overcome these problems. Each contestant has 5 tickets, so if you have them, you can invite your friends and family to come and watch them. ”

"Do you have any other questions?"

Jiang Feng: ......

Are you from Wanwan?

Why is your Wanwan cavity so proficient?

"I don't have a ticket in my hand right now, how can I invite them. ”

"Don't you have a ticket in your hand? Oh, that could be, our staff made a mistake on the day of the VCR shooting and forgot to give you the ticket, I'm really sorry. Where are you now? Our staff can deliver the ticket to you now. ”

Jiang Feng: ......

"You can just send it to the publicity room of University A, tell me, and I'll get it. By the way, do you have a match time on your ticket?"

"Of course it is. ”

Jiang Feng: ......

So, in the top 32 of the country, everyone except him knows that it will be tomorrow's game.

Only he, who knew nothing, was still happily watching TV the day before the game.

"Do you have any other questions?"

"No more. ”

"Okay, I'm here to wish you all the best, I apologize again for the mistake of our staff, and we'll get the tickets to you by tonight. ”

"Thanks... Thank you. ”

Although it has been wasted for several days, it doesn't matter, it's not a big problem, and it is estimated that I will not win the championship anyway. Jiang Feng did a good psychological construction for himself and began to study skin care products.

It's going to be a game tomorrow, and it's live on TV, so naturally you have to be a little more solemn. Jiang Feng clicked on WeChat and flipped to the long skin care tips that Wu Minqi sent him, and began to learn from Comrade Wang Xiulian's skin care products one by one.

"Use the facial cleanser first, then splash on the water, apply the mask, 15~20 minutes, after the mask is removed...... It's best not to use an alcoholic mask?Can you add this thing to the mask?" Jiang Feng muttered, finding a mask and starting to look at the ingredient list.

Water culture liquid (ギュウ二ュウ)·BG......

Sorry to bother.

......

At around five o'clock in the afternoon, the staff of the almost all-round Good Taste Cooking Contest sent the tickets over. Jiang Feng gave Wang Hao one first, originally wanted to give it to Ji Yue, but Ji Yue told him that Wu Minqi gave him the tickets a few days ago, and Liu Qian also had them, which was sent by a live broadcast at a certain point, and the remaining four tickets were just given to Jiang Jiankang, Wang Xiulian and the two old men.

After distributing the tickets, Jiang Feng went to the airport to pick up Jiang Jiankang and Wang Xiulian. Comrade Wang Xiulian can be regarded as returning with a full load this time, one suitcase came back with three suitcases when he went, and Jiang Jiankang's small vault that had been hidden for so long was considered to be very cold.

"Smash, smash, look at your dad and I are wearing this dress, your mother bought it for me!" Jiang Jiankang turned around in place 360° and showed off his new clothes with Jiang Feng without dead ends.

In the night when it was only 8 degrees slightly cool, accompanied by a gentle breeze, Jiang Jiankang did not feel cold at all wearing a thin shirt, as long as he thought that this shirt was specially bought for him by Comrade Wang Xiulian after comparing the two, his heart warmed.

Jiang Feng couldn't bear to remind him that Comrade Wang Xiulian spent money from his small treasury.

"Good looking, good-looking. Jiang Feng was extremely perfunctory, and went to get the suitcase, one in his left hand and one in his right hand, "Mom, you also bought this suitcase in Hong Kong City." ”

"Yes, two folds, but it's cheap, and there are customs locks!" Wang Xiulian said.

"By the way, Dad, Mom, the round of 32 is tomorrow night, and I still have four tickets there, with the address of the studio and the start time. One for each of you, and the other two for Grandpa and Grandpa, I've already told them, and you remember to see it tomorrow. Jiang Feng said.

"What are the rows?" asked Wang Xiulian.

"In the second row, you can definitely see it clearly. ”

"Okay, if you have the tickets, bring them to me first. Wang Xiulian said.

The ticket happened to be in Jiang Feng's coat pocket, Jiang Feng took it out and handed it to Wang Xiulian, Wang Xiulian happily took the ticket, took out her mobile phone, clicked on it, and sent it to the group of elementary school classmates.

"You don't know if you don't pull that good taste cooking competition, my son smashed into the top thirty-two, and got me a ticket, the second row, the close one, Allah will definitely see the one very clearly when the time comes!" Wang Xiulian began to speak.

Jiang Feng: ......

Comrade Wang Xiulian's fake demon is quite similar, and the TV series over the years have really not been watched in vain.