"Comrades, please see that this is a plate of raw meat, and half a chicken, I will use the Lu family recipe to turn this plate of meat into shredded green pepper meat for you, and this chicken into roast chicken. ”

A few people sitting on the sofa looked at Lu Ziqiao in front of the kitchen, talking seriously to the mobile phone camera, and the black lines flashed on their faces, and this opening remark was a little too embarrassing.

"Ziqiao, stop the ink, hurry up. ”

Hu Yifei, who was the most anxious, was already a little impatient and said loudly inside.

"Yifei, don't be so loud, you have to know that I am on the live broadcast now, in order to avoid affecting the live broadcast effect, don't squeak the idle people. ”

When Hu Yifei heard this, he looked at the five people on the sofa, and looked at the live broadcast room on the mobile phone software, with a bright red Arabic numeral on it--5.

"Don't look at the lack of people now, but the audience can still watch the replay, there is no rehearsal in my life, every day is live. ”

As if seeing Hu Yifei's thoughts, Ziqiao said loudly.

Unlike other people's attitude towards Lu Ziqiao's words, Lin Fang appreciated it, no matter what, if you want to succeed without a good attitude towards life, it is absolutely impossible.

But soon Lin Fang regretted it.

Maybe many people, regardless of their student days or workplace, hate meetings the most, where the leader talks like a river, saying things that sound inspirational but have no effect at all except for increasing time.

Half an hour later

Lu Ziqiao was still talking there, looking at the large pile of dishes in front of him, and he didn't look like he wanted to do anything at all.

Hu Yifei's face darkened slightly, and he whispered to a few people: "Do you think this scene is very familiar." ”

Hearing this, even Zhuge Dali, who usually doesn't like to talk much, nodded solemnly: "His success reminded me of the school conference held when I was studying." ”

"Okay, I've finished introducing the recipe of the dish, and I'm going to show you my results this time. ”

After another ten minutes, after hearing Lu Ziqiao's words, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, it was really not easy, and they finally got to the point.

"Comrades, please note that this is not a drill, and we will make a gluttonous feast for everyone, in order to avoid that you can't stand it, please try to prepare a instant noodle if you don't have a meal. ”

Lu Ziqiao said as he prepared to start a pot and make a fire, but the slightly clumsy action made people feel a little wrong no matter how they looked at it.

Seeing that the fire had just been lit and the pot was not yet hot, Lu Ziqiao poured a large bowl of clear oil into it, this operation made Lin Fang's brows couldn't help jumping, his sharp eyes seemed to find that the water in the pot had not been boiled dry, and now the oil was poured in this situation, thinking of this, Lin Fang's bad premonition became more and more intense.

The next moment.

I only saw that the oil pot was like a Coke with Mentos, boiling hot oil, and the thunderbolt bar splashed out everywhere, and in an instant, I heard Lu Ziqiao's wail, "WC, burn me." ”

"You stupid, turn off the fire quickly, you twist it over there, turning off the fire doesn't make you screw it bigger. ”

............

Walking out of the door, recalling the farce just now, Lin Fang shook his head with some tears and laughter.

Lu Ziqiao is actually not bad, but he thinks about success a little too easily.

But thinking about it this way, Meijia is pregnant, and she should be very touched by this prodigal son who used to be in love, and because of this, he can't wait to make money.

Sometimes in fact, Lin Fang is also very envious of them, although he doesn't have enough economic strength, but at least he lives freely, unlike himself, when he thinks of that damn marriage contract, Lin Fang is big for a while.

But after thinking about it, Lin Fang showed a wry smile on his face: "When, I am also so sentimental, isn't it just a marriage contract, this world is fair, when you get something, you will always lose something, and besides, isn't it just a verbal agreement, anyway, my father just asked me to marry Zhuge Dali, and he didn't stipulate which one he had to do." ”

Thinking of this, Lin Fang showed a smile on his face again, it seemed that it was still very good to pour himself chicken soup properly.

And just when Lin Fang was thinking wildly, Zhuge Dali in the next room seemed to think of something, and Dai's eyebrows were also slightly wrinkled.

"I don't know, the one in the family, has given up on letting me get married. ”

As soon as he finished muttering, he shook his head: "Even if the sky falls, he won't lower his head, and it's impossible to expect him to change his mind." ”

Thinking of this, Zhuge Dali couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness, she is indeed much more independent than ordinary girls, but for things like marriage, she is also eager to get the blessing of her parents, and she will not cut off contact with her family because of this matter.

"I'm annoyed, what should I do. ”

The more she thought about it, the more annoyed she became, lying on the bed, the upset Zhuge vigorously stretched out her proud long legs, and kicked several times in her lovely quilt.