Time passed minute by minute, and the dark sky seemed to be slowly stirred by a watercolor pen, dark blue, light blue, light blue, blue and white, the colors gradually brightened, and were added with a trace of red and yellow color, until the light shined, through the transparent glass window, illuminating the busy people in the mall.

A figure slowly walked out of a stall next to Lou Qingyu, a tall and straight man, with thick black hair that had been deliberately curled, a delicate mustache on his lips, and an outstanding temperament, unable to tell his actual age.

The man stood in front of the glass window with one hand in his pocket, looking at the faint light outside the window, and couldn't help but stretch his waist, "It's dawn, it seems that it shouldn't be far from the start time of the activity." ”

Leaning lazily on the wall by the window, a pair of dark brown eyes were slightly narrowed by the direct sunlight, the corners of the narrow eyes were slightly upturned, and the tall and deep legs and long figure coupled with the lazy and elegant temperament attracted the side eyes of many female staff.

Even Wen Qing couldn't help but glance out, but she was not because of the man's appearance and temperament, but for other reasons, a pair of clear and clean eyes like a fawn were full of confusion, how could this person rest soon?

As soon as the idea came out, a head popped up on the stall next to him, a boy in his early 20s, his face was a little immature and green, looking at the man by the window, his eyes were full of headaches and helplessness, "Master, don't be lazy, your tiramisu is not ready yet?!"

Obviously, other people's masters are urging apprentices, why is his own master the most alternative?

The lazy man looked unhurried, basking in the rising light, with a bit of enjoyment on his face, "What's the hurry, it hasn't started yet." ”

"Master~" The young man's voice was long, wrinkling a baby face and trying to persuade, "This is the first time you have appeared in front of the public since returning to China, wait a minute, there will be media interviews or something, you can't be sloppy!"

It's a pity that the man still squinted his eyes, and his lazy and casual behavior was deeply influenced by the customs of country F, and he let the young man talk for a long time, but he still didn't move.

Babyface frowned, glanced around, and muttered secretly, "Master, you forced me!"

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, the lips of the man by the window turned up slightly, and the stupid apprentice finally left... Wait, it doesn't seem right, he doesn't seem to give up so easily....

In the next second, a wolf crying ghost howl came from my ears, "Master~ Wake up! Don't leave my apprentice alone in the small black room~" The deafening sound seemed to resound throughout the mall, and the personnel of several nearby baking stalls couldn't help but probe out, what happened to this sad voice?

"Shut up!" The man's good-looking forehead jumped up with green tendons, feeling the "caring" gaze from all directions, no matter how thick-skinned he was, he had to follow the baby-faced man into the cubicle.

The interaction between the master and apprentice, Wen Qing stood next door, happened to see it clearly, frowned and whispered, "Master, those two people are so strange..."

In her impression, whether it is a pastry chef who comes into contact with a part-time job, or a baker who has seen bread, although he is not as elegant and handsome as his own master, when he bakes, his behavior is a little polite.

It's the first time she's seen such an alternative baker, the older "uncle" is lazy when he bakes, and he doesn't seem to care, and the younger "little brother" is startled, and he can act on the spot to persuade the master to return.

"Do you know them?" the girl's dark eyes lifted slightly, and a mysterious smile tugged at her lips.

Wen Qing hesitated for a moment, carefully searched for relevant information in her mind, and finally asked with a wink of eyes, "Master, are they famous?"

"You know it when the event starts. ”

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Outside the Magic City Commercial Plaza, I don't know what period it is, there are six queues at the entrance, the length is uneven, the general ticket is the longest, the media reporter is second, and the VIP ticket is the shortest.

"Wait a minute, let's go to Mr. Carlos' booth as soon as we get in!

"What is Mr. Carlos' Chinese name?

"It seems that the surname is Pu, and no one can inquire about the full name. ”

The conversation between the media reporters did not deliberately lower their voices, and several girls in the general ticket naturally heard it, and a girl in a white fairy dress hesitated for a moment, and whispered to the nearby male reporter, "Is Carlos the one you are talking about the latest media report on the master baker?"

The male reporter subconsciously glanced at the interrogator's appearance, and saw that it was a little fairy, and replied enthusiastically, "Yes, it's him, the most outstanding student of Master Marcus of the Seven Stars of Country F in recent years, and his only Chinese student." ”

White Marcus is one of the world's famous seven-star bakers, and also one of the most famous bakers, he began to serve the three major European royal families at a young age, worked in the world's top hotels, and also received visits from leading figures such as country M, China, and country E on behalf of country F, not to mention his award-winning record of star pleats.

It is precisely because of this that Master Marcus is the most famous of the seven seven-star bakers in the world, and he also has a certain reputation in China, so his only Chinese student, Carlos, has been reported by some domestic media after graduation.

"The door opened, and the staff came to check the tickets!"

The glass door was opened from the inside, and the staff also attracted a commotion from the waiting crowd, and with the security check and ticket inspection of the staff, the media reporters who were put in were like birds out of the cage, and there was no shadow for a while.

"Quick, booth 67!" the sharp-eyed man just glanced at the prominent and conspicuous English name "Carlos" on the map, shouted in a low voice, and pulled his colleague to run in a certain direction.

"Stupid, don't look at it, just follow the person in front of you!" Someone next to him saw it, and cleverly pulled his companion to follow.

However, when they rushed to booth 67 with great anticipation, they found that the two cake cabinets and the bread cabinet were still empty, why were there no cakes yet?

Several media reporters at the front of the queue looked inside with a confused expression, and through the special glass of the cubicle, they could vaguely see two figures walking inside, and even hear a conversation.

"Master, hurry up! The guests have already come in!"

"Then let them wait!"

"Master!!" The voice sounded like it was about to cry at all.

"There is a saying in Huaxia, how do you say it, you can do rough work quickly, and you can't eat cold tofu in a hurry?" is still lazy, and seems to be a lazy advanced cancer patient.

This conversation accurately reached the ears of the media reporters in the queue, with different expressions, looking at each other, and the complaints and thoughts in their hearts kept brushing.

Uh, a student of Master Marcus .... Well, it's quite personal.

Well, Carlos is right, after all, fast work out rough work, slow work out fine work, can't be rushed, can't be rushed.... Ah, that's too long, right?!

It's so slow, I'm so hungry.....