Chapter Twenty-Three: Bad News

There is a large table on the table, four major cuisines, back to the pot meat, crab roe egg yolk soup, steamed shrimp, mushu meat, all of them are on the table, each creeping smoke slowly rises, inhale gently, a rich fragrance inhales into the nose, people can't help but feel happy.

"Wow, what a fragrance, you are really the most versatile woman in the world, if anyone marries you, she will be happy. ”

In the face of such a sumptuous table of dishes with full color and flavor, everyone is not stingy with their praise.

For everyone's admiration, Zhuge Dali was not shocked and nodded slightly.

Soon everyone moved the chopsticks, after tasting the first bite, everyone's eyes were fiercely shining, they found that this dish not only looks good, but it tastes more delicious, taste lightly, the taste is smooth and tender, and the rich fragrance bursts out like a flood opening the floodgates, this taste is simply not too good.

"Slow down, be careful with your tongue knotted, oops, I'll leave a little prawn." ”

Soon a big battle started on the table, and in the end, because there were too many dishes, everyone was defeated, as for the winner?

Looking at the curry sauce that was still fighting bloodily on the table, I understood who it was.

"Curry sauce, you're still ... Can you eat it?"

Hearing this, Curry Sauce didn't forget to stuff a mouthful of food into his mouth, and said a little vaguely: "What is this, I thought I could eat a fried chicken, two hamburgers, three chicken wings, four boxes of potato chips, and a few chicken steaks casually, but now I am barely half full." ”

"I now know why your boyfriend doesn't want you......"

"There you go. ”

Just when everyone was surprised by the curry sauce and hadn't come back to their senses, suddenly Lu Ziqiao slapped his thigh.

Hu Yifei couldn't help but feel excited, looked at Lu Ziqiao and said angrily: "Why are you surprised, I know that you are going to be a father." ”

"Whoever said that, I said that just now I had a bright idea in my head. ”

Lu Ziqiao's two dark and slender eyebrows rose sharply, and he said excitedly.

"What a good idea, you should say it quickly. ”

Obviously, he hated Lu Ziqiao's betrayal, and everyone in the apartment said in unison.

"Hehe, don't worry, since the curry sauce is so edible, let her do the shooting of the eating broadcast, and I'm only responsible for stir-frying. ”

The more Lu Ziqiao spoke, the smile on his face became more and more intense, and he saw the rocket plane beckoning at him again, and at this moment, a disdainful voice interrupted his fantasy.

"Don't dream, just the dishes you make, I'm afraid that Master Pei won't dare to eat them when he comes, and why should other people's curry sauce help you, can't she start a live broadcast by herself?"

Hu Yifei glanced at Lu Ziqiao, obviously expressing great disdain for his naΓ―ve idea.

When Lu Ziqiao heard this, his lips pursed and he just wanted to speak, when suddenly a howl rang out.

Everyone looked at the curry sauce that suddenly cried, and they were a little overwhelmed.

"Curry sauce, what's wrong with you. ”

"I'm thinking that I actually transformed into the food and broadcasting industry after the year, but when this happened, it seems that I have no chance with the anchor in my life. ”

He said with a whimper, and the tears in the corners of his curry sauce fell down like a kite dropping.

Seeing this, Lin Fang really had a headache, and he really didn't know what to do in the face of curry sauce, a soft girl whose tear ducts had reached a certain level.

"On the small bridge, you welcome the fragrance, whose girl is it? ”

Suddenly, an old smoky voice rang out.

"Zhang Wei, answer the phone quickly. ”

The bell rang for a long time, and Meijia said impatiently.

Hearing this, Zhang Wei spread his hands and said a little innocently: "My mobile phone ringtone is not this, why do you all think it's my mobile phone." ”

"Nonsense, such corny ringtones, the whole apartment, who else can you use. ”

After Meijia finished speaking, everyone nodded seriously and agreed.

Zhang Wei: "............"

"But it's really not mine, by the way, the bell seems to be coming from Yifei. ”

Zhang Wei said and pointed to Yifei, who was secretly retreating outside.

Facing the incredible gazes cast by everyone, Hu Yifei smiled a little wryly and said: "The last time I listened to this song on the music software, I slid my hand to set it as a ringtone, which was purely accidental. ”

After speaking, Hu Yifei didn't wait for a few people to speak, and quickly took out his mobile phone from his arms.

"Hey, what's wrong. ”

When Yifei was on the phone, Lin Fang secretly glanced at the curry sauce and found that she was attracted by this scene and finally didn't be there, and suddenly felt relieved.

But this breath was not finished, he suddenly felt a burst of scrutiny on his body, looked up and saw Yifei who was talking not far away, and looked at him from time to time while talking, the gaze was indescribably strange, seeing this scene, Lin Fang couldn't help but have a bad premonition in his heart.

After half an hour, Yifei finally finished the call, walked over, looked at Lin Fang, and said with a little embarrassment: "Xiao Fang informs you of a very bad news, due to the school's arrangement, the open class will be a week in advance, and it will officially start tomorrow." ”