Chapter 259: Variety Show Shooting (9)
At this time, there was silence in the studio, whether it was the host on the stage, the celebrity guests, or the audience, they couldn't bear to open their mouths to interfere with the three protagonists on the stage, and professional people did professional things, which is the theme of this show.
A light music was played on the scene, with a soft tune and slow tempo, echoing the movements of the three figures on the stage, picking up, pouring, stirring... The healing music makes you can't help but immerse yourself in the baking scene.
Lou Qingyu, Pu Yucheng and Zheng Xuyao have cameras in front, on the left and on the right, and not far from them, there are cameras hanging in the air shooting at them, clearly and without missing a single bit of the movements of the three of them.
And the display screen at the back of the stage is also showing the picture of the camera's live broadcast at this time, which is obviously a picture of three people, but most people's attention is attracted by Lou Qingyu on the left, his fingers are white and slender, and he looks great!
Just looked at Lou Qingyu and picked up 5 eggs from the refrigerator.
"Knock"
"Click"
"Knock"
"Click"
One by one, Lou Qingyu's action of beating eggs was clean and neat, and before the audience could react, there were already five eggs swimming in the "ocean" in the mixing basin, Xu felt that the "taste" of this ocean was too diluted, and added a little "ingredients", caster sugar and vanilla extract.
The girl directly picked up the manual whisk, the stirring action was fast and natural, and soon showed a bright yellow "sea", with a small bubble bubbling on the surface, as the girl pulled away from the whisk, the liquid on the steel ring slowly drooped, making a ticking sound, swinging a circle of ripples.
Some viewers below saw this picture and couldn't help but mutter.
"This color seems to be the same as the orange juice I usually drink, and it still has the kind of fruit..."
"Hah, I feel a lot like that. ”
Immediately afterwards, sifting the powder, pouring in the milk, and stirring quietly, it seemed to be a very boring picture, but the people in the audience seemed to be frozen, looking focused and serious, and just watched the 10 minutes pass, until the girl divided the stirred paste into six small bowls.
The next moment, he turned and walked to the display shelf behind him, rummaging through a pile of objects, as if looking for something.
"What is that little girl going to do?" Song Wenze on the judges' bench was a little curious, and his elbow couldn't help but bump into Fang Jing on his side, "Fang Jing, do you know?"
This time, the two of them were invited by the program team to be expert judges, in addition to the two of them, Zheng Hongyan is also one of them, as for the other seven, two are members of the Kyoto Baking Association, two are members of the Baking Association of Country F, and the remaining three are members of the Baking Association of Country Y, Country A and Country E.
He is more interested in this baking show, after all, baking is still relatively niche in China, and it is a good thing to have such a variety show to promote baking!
However, what Song Wenze didn't expect was that Fang Jing actually agreed to participate.
"Have you forgotten the theme?" Fang Jing glanced at him lightly, "Color, it is estimated that it is a mille-feuille cake that will be mixed into six colors." Judging from the materials she used and the steps she used to make it, it can be inferred that she is making a mille-feuille cake.
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Jing's eyes immediately fell on Lou Qingyu on the stage, as if he didn't want to miss a minute and a second, this girl had an impression in his mind, when he was assessed in the baking competition, her creative red velvet cake left some impression on him.
And at the age of eighteen, he can show such an extraordinary level... Fang Jing secretly agreed with what was said on the Internet, and he didn't know what kind of cake he would present to everyone this time.
He suddenly looked forward to it.