Feeling that she had done a good deed, there was a smile in the corner of her eyes all the time, and her red smiling face revealed a sense of excitement, Lou Qingyu asked her curiously, "What did you just do?" This little apprentice is so happy to see gold?

Next year will be younger than Wen Qing, but the little apprentice's name is Wen Qing, and he doesn't feel conflicted at all.

Wen Qing touched her nose, but the smile on her lips that couldn't be concealed already showed that she was in a good mood, "It's nothing." ”

Lou Qingyu didn't care much, handed over the work of the front desk to Wen Qing, she walked into the cubicle again, it was only an hour, and the inventory she made this morning had already been consumed, and she underestimated the popularity of this event.

In fact, it is not underestimated, before the event, the organizer also provided a general data for the bakers of the store to prepare, but the masses have personal preferences and discernment, which stall has a good food style, which stall is expensive, they all know in their hearts.

In addition to the must-check in Internet celebrity shops and master-level works, the inexpensive booth No. 66 is also the best choice in the minds of many people, with two handsome "little brothers" and high-value dessert cakes, why not?

As a result, inventory is depleted.

Here, the Magic City Daily successfully interviewed Pu Yucheng, and the beautiful lady led by smiled and asked the last few questions.

"Mr. Pu, it is said that the last award of this food festival is determined by sales, as the baker with the highest star in the food festival, do you have the confidence to win this award?"

Holding the microphone, she smiled, she had already thought about it, and when the man replied "yes", she quickly asked the man what was the reason for his confidence, I don't know how the baker who returned from country F would answer?

"Nope. ”

The young lady subconsciously blurted out, "Then you are so confident..."

Wait, no?

The rest of the words came to me and stuck in my throat.

Fortunately, my sister's reaction was also very fast, and she quickly changed the question, "Sorry, Mr. Pu, why not? Your baking skills are among the best in the food festival, and it stands to reason that you are the baker who is most likely to win this award." There was a hint of tentative and curiosity in his sweet tone.

Pu Yucheng's smile suddenly became a little sarcastic, and the look on his face was undisguised, as if he mocked the organizer's intention to set up this award, "You also said that this award is determined by sales." ”

Hearing this, the young lady smiled embarrassedly rather than politely, "Mr. Pu is so famous, there must be no shortage of customers, where do you need to worry too much about sales, you see, just opened for a short time, how many copies of Timirasu have been sold in your stall?"

Pu Yucheng glanced at the female reporter and said angrily, "It's not the customer's reason." ”

What is that, before the female reporter could ask, Pu Yucheng had already continued to speak, "It's the time and energy required for each dessert, and the reason why high-end baking is called high-end depends on the careful production of the roaster, not mass production." ”

After speaking, he also glanced at the suit on the beautiful reporter, "It's like clothes, ordinary clothes must be sufficient, the number of brand clothes is limited, and there are few high-end clothes." ”

Looking at the beautiful reporter who was stunned in place, she opened her mouth slightly, but closed it again, as if she was still digesting these words, Pu Yucheng nodded lightly, "Since there is no problem, let's stop the interview." ”

"Uh, okay, thank you, Mr. Pu. ”

The three people standing in place looked at each other, can the content of this interview be written/broadcast? The boss of the Modu Commercial Plaza seems to be an old friend of our boss, right? If Pu Yucheng's words are copied, will they be able to keep their job?

The photographer in the back had a headache, "Sister, can you retouch your manuscript after you go back?"

The beautiful lady nodded, and glanced at the little brother with some sympathy, "The manuscript is okay, but the content of your shooting?"

"The second half is probably going to be cut. "That's where his headache lies.

The three of them sighed slightly, patted each other's shoulders, and their helplessness was already overflowing, did their task of interviewing Pu Yucheng this time be completed?

Compared with the side of the Modu Daily, the media reporters who interviewed the Internet celebrity bakery seemed to be going well, and they all gathered in front of a stall, asking questions one after another.

"Dango, are you confident that you will win the 50,000 cash prize of this food festival?"

"Yes, dumplings, in terms of popularity and popularity, they are not only second only to some high-star bakers!"

"Dango, who do you think your biggest competitor is?"

I saw a young girl standing in the center of the encirclement, petite, with white skin and red skin, small and delicate facial features, wearing a white baking suit, although it was the smallest size, but it was still large on her, small like a delicate doll.

Surrounded by so many media reporters, the girl didn't seem to be panicked at all, a pair of sheared water eyes were slightly bent, as if there was a pool of autumn water, and some male reporters couldn't help but miss a beat of their heartbeats when they met her eyes.

The girl's good-looking eyebrows were wrinkled, and there was a little distress on her face, "Ah, you asked too quickly, I haven't had time to write down the question yet!" The voice was soft and glutinous, like a dumpling wrapped by grandma during the Dragon Boat Festival.

Different from the urgency in front of Carlos, as if because of the girl's coquettish accusation, several media reporters were a little patient, "Don't worry, Tuanzi, you answer one by one." ”

The girl smiled at the reporter who spoke, her sweet smile and petite and cute appearance made people feel good, this girl is too cute, right?

is really worthy of being a celebrity anchor in the salted fish live broadcast.

"The first question, in fact, I don't have much confidence, after all, this time there are many masters in the food festival, not only Master Carlos, Master Huang Ming, Master Ouyang, but also excellent bakers such as Mu Zhi Baking and Miss Bread..."

"As for the biggest competitor, of course, Master Carlos! After all, he is a student of Master Marcus, and Dango is just an ordinary baker, so it is an honor to be able to participate in this food festival!"

There was a staff member in charge of the live broadcast of this small media interview with a mobile phone in the booth next to it, and the barrage on the mobile phone instantly occupied the entire screen.

[Dango, don't say that, you're already great!]

[I haven't heard of Carlos, in my heart, the baking made by the dumplings is invincible and delicious, but it's a pity that I'm not in the magic capital, otherwise I must go to the scene to support the dumplings!]

[I'm on the spot, Danzi... It's really sweet and soft]

[I said it was sweet and soft to stop me, I suspect you're driving, but I can't find evidence??]

"Wow, it's pretend!"

The short-haired woman was sitting not far away, a pair of phoenix eyes full of mockery, the voice of that sentence seemed to be a little loud, attracting the attention of passers-by, Mi Xi helplessly pulled the sleeve of the short-haired woman, "Momo, be quiet." ”