"Teacher, I've brought all the materials. ”

In the office, Liu Lang held a large stack of printed and bound A4 paper on the table.

He knew that the teacher was still more accustomed to reading paper materials, so he didn't copy them directly.

"Well, leave it there. The elegant and easy-going Professor Sun put down his pen, "You can do this project boldly and boldly, and you can come to me if you have any questions." ”

"Well, thank you, teacher. ”

Liu Lang thanked him sincerely, and glanced at the notebook on the professor's desk by the way.

A few lines were written on it.

"A Feasibility Study on the Possibility of Collective Creation of Literature".

"Is it reasonable to cultivate screw-type literary talents".

"A Study on the Career Pathways of Graduate Students of the Faculty of Letters".

There are also a few question marks written on the back.

At this moment, Liu Lang's worried heart was put back.

Well, he can finally be sure that he is not Professor Sun's long-lost grandson.

There are still three months left before the winter break, so it makes sense for the professor to do an experiment in less than three months.

It also trains students.

At the same time, he did not count the seniors.

It makes sense.

The apprehension disappeared, and the blood came back to my heart.

Liu Lang decided to immediately go to Chen Snapper to study the game.

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

Late, 7:50.

In a small area in Beijing.

"Wife, isn't it just a show, do you want to be so serious?"

Chu Fang, who was wearing an apron, looked at the millet porridge on the stove distractedly, and turned back to talk to his wife Wang Yan.

"You know what. His wife, Wang Yan, sat on the sofa and watched TV.

On TV is the national one, and now there are commercials.

"It's part of the strategy above, and now it's about getting younger, so I'm going to have to wait for feedback. Wang Yan took a sip of tea and sighed: "But this little girl is really good-looking, I have seen a lot of stars, and I have never seen such a beautiful girl." ”

"It's pretty good. Chu Fang served two bowls of millet porridge and brought them to the small coffee table in the living room.

There are already a couple of plates on it.

A sour and spicy shredded potato, a green pepper shredded pork, and two steamed buns.

This was their dinner.

After putting the porridge away, he smiled: "The main thing is that I obviously don't have that kind of temperament now, delicate but not pretentious, quite spiritual." And there is also a sense of luxury, which is rare. ”

Wang Yan squinted at her husband: "What, do you think people are good-looking?" Then do you want to ask Xiao Wang which school this little girl is?"

"No, no, no, how is that possible. Chu Fang hurriedly smiled, "But in the capital, it should be Jingying's, or the Drama Academy." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, just watch the show honestly. Wang Yan glared at him.

"I'll see what that's for. Chu Fang nibbled on the steamed bun, "I'm in charge of the game now." We started internal testing of the new game on our side before I took over, and now it's a lot of trouble. It's conservative that it will take two months to go live, and I don't have the time to worry about that now. If this film is popular, it is also a headache for others, and it has nothing to do with me.

Xiao Wang, what kind of Leyuan company can they still run to make games? Don't be funny. Eh, daughter-in-law, who are you calling?"

"To my dad. Wang Yan took the mobile phone and glanced at him, "You also know that before my dad retired, Ju went downstairs to cook, and I wanted to ask him to go out of the mountain to guide before I did the show, but the old man still couldn't look at it, saying that young people can't do it now, I have to let him watch the show." ”

"Dad, that's amazing. Chu Fang first explained for his old father-in-law, and then immediately said: "But our father is also quite childlike, and said that the dishes made by his ancestor surnamed Liu can shine, and those that can shine are good dishes."

That's phosphor, right? Doesn't that really kill people if you eat it? Our dad likes to joke too. ”

"Old people like to exaggerate their past experiences, it's not normal to be thick with the past and thin from the present, it's so excessive as you said. Wang Yan first replied, and then laughed herself.

But she quickly controlled her emotions and dialed her father's phone.

"Hey, Dad. The show in our station is about to start, and the first episode is when you chrysanthemum goes downstairs. ”

"What? Don't look at it? That's not good! Dad, are you scared of seeing yourself surpassed by your juniors? I remember you haven't been back for years. ”

"Hey, Dad?"

Putting down the phone, she smiled bitterly: "The old guy can't hold his face, so hang up for me." ”

"Then let's not talk about this yet, let's eat first, and watch while eating. Chu Fang smiled and began to comfort his wife.

He watched it with the mentality of watching the excitement.

Anyway, he's going to play games now, and the ratings have nothing to do with him.

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

"You want me to be fooled by such a superficial agitation?"

The sturdy and gray-haired old man Wang hung up the phone angrily.

When he was a child, he saw the craftsmanship of his ancestors.

In his opinion, the current group of young people are not worthy of inheriting the name of Ju Xialou.

Including himself.

So he almost never goes back and never accepts invitations from various gastronomic associations.

Because he felt that he was not worthy of the three words Ju downstairs.

But......

"Idle is idle, just look at how good those boys are now. If it really doesn't work, then I'll have to talk about it. ”

He turned on the TV anyway.

It just so happened that the time came to eight o'clock sharp.

The first episode of "Millennium Cuisine" was released.

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

"It's so rich today, what's hiding from me?"

Looking at the table full of dishes, Tang Ying's eyes were full of vigilance.

Steamed sea bass, seaweed egg drop soup, cashew nut shrimp, white meat with garlic paste, fried lamb with green onions......

Just the two of them cooking so many dishes?

Although she ate happily.

However, after getting along for the past few months, she also figured out some of Kong Fang's habits.

For example, when Kong Fang felt that he was hiding something from himself or doing something wrong, he would take him to buy or eat, or at worst, cook a delicious meal for himself.

No way, this person's personality is too easy to understand.

"Nothing. Kong Fang scratched the back of his head and smiled very honestly, "It's that the show is going to be released today, I think it's better to be hearty, otherwise it's better to drink porridge and watch food shows or something...... I feel sorry for myself. ”

"Makes sense. Tang Ying was fooled.

In her previous life, she once saw someone posting a photo on the Internet saying that she was eating instant noodles while watching the little master.

After the crossing, she also tried to eat instant noodles while watching a food show, and she was very touched by this.

Moreover, in her eyes, Kong Fang is not the kind of person who can lie.

So she believed.

"Then let's watch while eating, by the way, what is the first episode about today?"

Kong Fang served her a bowl of rice, thought about it, and replied: "I asked Lao Yang, and he said that an episode usually talks about two or three restaurants or cuisines and the like, and today it should be Yangchun noodles and chrysanthemums going downstairs." It is exactly one west and one east according to the cuisine. ”

"Yangchun noodles, ......" Tang Ying recalled, and quickly stuffed a piece of shrimp into his mouth to suppress the shock.

"Hmm...... You're better than that one!"

Kong Fang took a bite of rice and said with a smile: "Didn't you say that dishes that don't shine are not good dishes?

"You want to kill me and swallow the company alone, right?" Tang Ying was also happy.

She glanced at the TV and sat up straight: "Here we go!"

Kong Fang turned to the side and began to appreciate the results of the company's first project since its establishment.

Accompanied by light music, on TV, Tang Ying slowly walked into the alley.