When they told the director team about this idea, the director team was very happy, and they didn't need to buy the dishes, so they arranged someone to prepare them for them.

In recent years, it is really rare to meet guests who are so actively looking for things to do.

By the time everything was ready, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon.

Now all the students are divided into three parts, they lead a team, Huang Zai Tao leads a team, and a team is a special seven-person group.

There were more than 40 people in their team, and the three of them had to cook for so many people, and the time was very tight, so when the director team delivered the purchased food, they were busy in the kitchen.

"Yan Lin, I didn't expect you to have such a hand. Seeing Yan Lin cutting the potatoes neatly and neatly, Song Qian couldn't help but boast.

"That's it. Yan Lin said modestly at all.

Is the meal at Old Man Ma's house so easy to rub?

I think that when he was messing with Old Man Ma, he was asked by Old Man Ma to cook every day, but the old man had a very bad mouth, so he could only work hard to study.

He doesn't know if Old Man Ma has been fattened by him, his cooking skills are getting better day by day.

He hasn't done anything since he returned home, and today is the time for him to show his skills.

"Then I'll leave it to you today, and we'll give you a hand. Mao Buyi saw his confidence and said with a smile.

Song Qian also raised her hand, slapped her hands with Mao Buyi, and said with a smile: "I think so too." ”

Originally, everyone planned to make a few dishes that everyone was best at, but now that Yan Lin is so proficient in operation, it is obvious that he often cooks, so he naturally has to hand it over to him.

Artists are very busy, except for working hours, usually either on the plane or in the hotel, how can they have time to cook.

Although the two of them can do it, they haven't done it for a long time, so it's better to give Yan Lin a hand.

"I'm too busy. Yan Lin hurriedly complained.

Song Qian thought about it and felt that it was indeed too busy to let one person do so much.

She changed her words and said, "I'll deal with the shrimp, and I'll leave the rest to you." ”

“......”

Yan Lin was directly speechless, and you thought about it for a long time.

"No, no, no. Yan Lin directly refused, and then proposed: "In this way, the two of us, you don't make spicy, I make spicy, how about Brother Mao give us two a hand?"

Among the students, there are people from all over the world, some people like spicy food, and some people can't eat spicy food.

Since they decided to give the students a small surprise, it is natural to make everyone like it, so they provided the director with spicy dishes and non-spicy dishes.

After the division of labor, they got busy, and the kitchen suddenly became hot.

After making the ingredients, Yan Lin turned his head to Mao Buyi and said, "Brother Mao, don't wash the dish first, help me deal with the fish first." ”

Because the fish is more troublesome to make, he wants to get rid of the troublesome first.

Mao Buyi answered and came over.

Yan Lin cut the fish and prepared to let Mao Buyi taste it, but when he saw Mao Buyi's movements, he almost burst out laughing.

"Brother Mao, how long have you crossed the border, and you still don't forget your old job. ”

I saw him standing there with disposable gloves on his hands, like a nurse on call at the operating table.

Mao Buyi smiled and didn't refute.

Some things have become habits that are hard to change.

In a large training room, a group of trainees sat there, their faces full of doubts.

"Why did the coaches suddenly gather all of our team?" Schilling asked, confused.

They had just finished class and were about to leave when they suddenly received a notice to come here to gather, but after coming here, they didn't see any coaches, and they could only stare here.

"Maybe it's a tactic for us. Jiang Zhenyu guessed.

Just as they were talking, Yan Lin suddenly shouted loudly outside, "Girls, help open the door." ”

When they saw Yan Lin carrying a large table in each hand, everyone became dumbfounded.

What is this operation?

Yan Lin walked to the middle and put down the table, and soon Mao Buyi and Song Qian each pushed a dining cart in.

"Wow Wow Wow~"

Before they could speak, all the students cheered.

Seeing this scene, the fool knows what is going on.

After everyone cheered for a while, Song Qian motioned for everyone to be quiet.

She said with a smile: "Everyone has worked hard during this time, and we all see it, but due to the urgency of time, we still hope that everyone can persevere and show their best stage to the audience."

In order to treat everyone, our three coaches specially prepared a sumptuous dinner for everyone, I hope you can enjoy it. ”

"Thank you, coach!" said the students with emotion.

For them, it is really heartwarming to be able to have this scene when they are most physically and mentally exhausted.

Soon the table was set and the dishes were served.

It was not an exaggeration to say that it was a sumptuous dinner, and the three of them made twenty-eight dishes, some of which were served on several plates, plus some fruit platters, and it looked spectacular.

"Wow, it smells so good!"

"I'm so hungry all of a sudden!"

"Suddenly it smells like a mother. ”

“......”

Everyone had just finished rehearsing, and they were already hungry, but now the whole room was filled with the smell of vegetables, and many people were screaming in their stomachs.

"Let's all get moving. Song Qian didn't talk nonsense, and said directly.

This meal is unique because there are no stools.

Everyone is standing so that the students can taste every dish they want to eat.

"Coach Song, the food you cooked is so delicious. ”

"It's just that my mom didn't make it that good. ”

"Coach Song, I think you can go and open a restaurant. ”

“......”

All the students were praising Song Qian, Yan Lin was suddenly unhappy, he caught Jiang Zhenyu who had just finished praising and said, "Why do you all praise Coach Song and don't praise the two of us?"

These dishes were made by the three of them together, although Mao Buyi said that he was giving them a hand, he also made two dishes, but now that the students are praising Song Qian, he can't stand this grievance.

But you praise me.

Jiang Zhenyu looked at him blankly, am I not praising right?

In the eyes of the students, although these dishes were nominally made by the three coaches together, they all felt that Song Qian made them alone, and Yan Lin and the two were at most hands-on.

After all, in their cognition, there are not many boys who can cook now, and there are even fewer who make such delicious food.

But who would have thought that Yan Lin would be one of those few?

Looking at Jiang Zhenyu's confused appearance, and then looking at Yan Lin's heartbroken face, Song Qian suddenly felt very interesting.

She couldn't help but laugh and said, "Most of these dishes are spicy, and they are made by Yan Lin." ”

Everyone looked at Yan Lin in surprise, but he waved his hand and said unlovely: "Don't praise me, I just want to be quiet now." ”