18 refueled the refrigerator

"Everyone, get ready, let's fight for it once, and the host remember to look at the board!" The choreographer prepares to play the board in front of the camera.

The blue shirt quickly straightened his posture. Although it's not the first time in front of the camera, I always feel a little nervous inexplicably.

"Take a deep breath and follow me for a while, just like a rehearsal." Song Se comforted him. When he was in the previous rehearsal, he proved that he was indeed not wrong about this child, and he had a strong sense of camera. And has its own style.

The blue shirt took a deep breath, how could he not do a good job when the opportunity he finally got was over?

"Three, two, one." In the headset is the countdown to the director. The blue shirt stared at the camera and suddenly laughed when he shouted "one".

"Everyone! Welcome to 'Refueling Refrigerator'! The two started together, and the blue shirt didn't slow down a bit.

Song Se started first: "Their refrigerator is a world you don't know, come and see those hidden and deep secrets~ Hello everyone, I'm Song Se." Song Se waved his hand towards the blue shirt. This handsome little guy is my partner in this show in the future. ”

The camera follows his words to the blue shirt.

"Hello audience, I'm a blue shirt." The blue shirt made a V-shape.

"The blue shirt is a handsome little guy, this is his first time hosting the show, and I hope everyone will encourage him." Song Se is a well-known newcomer, as long as he sees the right eye, he can hold it with one hand.

The blue shirt hurriedly stood up and bowed to everyone. He was a good boy with good manners.

"Blueshirt, are you nervous?"

Lan Shirt thought about it carefully, "Actually, I was still nervous the moment I turned on the machine, but after saying the words, I suddenly felt much better." ”

"Is it because you're so funny that you don't even notice it?" Song Se laughed.

"Brother Song, you are too jealous of my beauty." The blue shirt also made a gesture of picking his hair, but the broken hair on his forehead today was styled, and he couldn't pick it up at all. So he stopped halfway through his hand and quickly changed to touching his nose. It looks like I didn't do anything wrong just now.

"It looks stupid and cute 233333 "The female staff present was about to laugh inwardly.

Song Se hurriedly nodded, "Yes, yes, you are the first in the beauty program group!" Song Se also turned to the camera very seriously. In the future, our little Lanlan will be the first beautiful man in the program group! Don't take his place. ”

The blue shirt blinked, as if he couldn't understand why he was suddenly given such an important title.

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"Okay, let's not talk about the beautiful boy Xiaolan. Let's see who our team of chefs has. Song Se began to introduce their team of chefs.

Cool video presentations play on the big screen. Because you have to take ingredients from the celebrity refrigerator to cook, and you have to be beautiful, the chefs invited are some famous chefs or people who are not chefs by profession but are very confident in their cooking skills, and there are even two foreign chefs.

This paragraph is for the audience to watch on the TV. The blue shirts and Song Se had a little time to relax.

Blue Shirt rubbed his face and smiled at the chefs, they had communicated with each other before the show, as a foodie, Blue Shirt naturally showed the greatest enthusiasm for the food makers.

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star food writer, Geng Taile; private chefs, Dou Wei and Hu Le; Western restaurant owner, Jack; Korean chef, Kim Tae; The last one is the screenwriter of their show, Qiao Yan.

"Finally, one of the screenwriters of our program group, Qiao Yan, Da Qiao!" After everyone knew each other, Song Se said, "I didn't know that Da Qiao could actually cook!" You may not be able to see it, but I was shocked when I saw Xiaolan just now. ”

"Yes, before the show started, Da Qiao was still telling me what to pay attention to. Then he ...... "The blue shirt touched his head." "I didn't pay attention to the chef just now, because Mr. Jin blocked Da Qiao."

"Are you saying that Mr. Jin is fat in disguise?" Song Se complained.

The blue shirt hurriedly waved his hand and said no.

The two communicated for a while, and then invited today's guests.

Because it is the first episode of the show, all the young and energetic little fresh meat invited to increase the fan ratings for the show.

Although the other party is a little fresh meat, he debuted earlier than himself and is older than himself, so the blue shirt stood up and shook hands and hugged the two.

The show is divided into several sections, and the two hosts are almost the same, Song Se can't say a few more words than the blue shirt, and even the host approaches the chef to try the food.

The two chefs were busy, and the blue shirt was like a little rat stealing lamp oil, running here and there, and he kept talking about interviewing the two chefs.

You can taste the sauce you make, break a biscuit for the side dish, and if you really can't do it, you can take a carrot and ask while nibbling on it.

"Mr. Hu, are you going to put the finishing touches on it?" He wanted to hand the microphone to Hu Le, but suddenly remembered that everyone used that kind of headphone microphone, and then looked at himself, a carrot in his hand that had been bitten twice......

Super fast, he took the carrot back and hid it, and then casually pretended he didn't do anything.

Hu Le was too busy to pay attention, but others noticed!

The videographer who followed the camera was going to laugh and pee. The director couldn't help laughing. This section is not cut! Keep it!

When the two chefs finished cooking, the blue shirt stared at the dish with all the color and flavor without moving. Or was pulled down by another observer chef on the side.

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"Oh yes!" Blueshirt called. Everybody looks at him. I saw him say to the camera seriously, "I made a mistake just now, very small, very small, I hope the director remembers to cut it." ”

Song Se smiled and continued the topic to let Xiao Xianrou taste the high-end dishes made with the ingredients in his refrigerator.

Blue Shirt really didn't remember what he said to the camera, and quickly turned his head to look at the dish.

If you hadn't paid attention to the image, the saliva would have come out a long time ago.

"How's it going?" The blue shirt, leaning forward and trying to lie on the table, asked. He smelled super awesome just now, but only ate a little bit of veggies!

The guest ate slowly, then glanced at the blue shirt and said, "I won't sue you." ”

QAQ Bad Guys!

With these two words written all over his face, he wanted to cry without tears.

Song Se hurried to play the round. "Okay, then we will taste separately and score, you give the blue shirt ......" Before he finished speaking, the blue shirt had already taken the tableware and was ready to look at him, as long as he gave an order, he would rush out to kill the enemy.

Song Se smiled and asked him to divide the food for everyone.

Although he is a foodie, his basic etiquette is there, he is the youngest among them, everyone is equal, and only the blue shirt gets the last point by himself.

The portion of a dish is not much, and it is not easy to get just right. Song Se was very satisfied with his approach, and specially allocated a little from his plate to him.

Foodie Lan didn't think so much, he was eager to eat. And I still wonder what it will taste like if this is made by Mr. Dou......

Presumably...... The taste of a pounding heart?

Ouch, what are you thinking!

Get rid of the thoughts in your head. The temperature on the face did not overflow.

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It was already eleven o'clock in the evening after recording the show.

The blue shirt hugged his stomach and nested in the chair in the dressing room, and he had nothing to love.

It's a food show though!

But!

He didn't have enough to eat at all!

There is only one loss of the same rice, and the taste is woody! I don't think a foodie like him even has enough to stuff his teeth, QAQ crying, chirping, so hungry, so hungry, so hungry.

"What's wrong with Xiaolan?" As soon as Song Se finished his work, he saw that the blue shirt looked weak. Especially like the cat at home who has a desperate face as long as he doesn't eat.

The blue shirt immediately cheered up and sat up. "Senpai."

"It's good to call the seniors to see the outside, just call Brother Song." Song Se sat on the chair next to him and removed his makeup. "Did your agent pick you up?"

Lan Shirt thought for a while, Han Zhuqing has been busy with his other announcements recently, and the company has added two more people to her, so it is estimated that she will not be busy.

"Nope."

"Let's go to supper with us later, there's a new noodle restaurant on the street, and it tastes great." Song Se sincerely recommended, "There are also special braised pig's trotters and pork livers over there." ”

Blue Shirt ......

The blue shirt was already drooling.

Suddenly, two faces came to mind, one large and one small. He hesitated for a moment. "Brother Song, I want to make a call first, I'm afraid that my friends will wait for me."

Song Se nodded, and the blue shirt went out to make a call.

It was already late, and the blue shirt was afraid that Dou Mingzhi would sleep. But no, the phone rang twice, and the other party answered. It seems to be at hand.

"Mr. Dou, have you eaten at night?"

"I've eaten it, and I've kept your share." Dou Mingzhi put down the text, looked up at the clock, and estimated that the blue shirt had something to say.

"I ...... want to go back to eat Mr. Dou's meal." I really want to go back to see Sugar Candy, but Sugar Candy should have slept at this time?

"It's okay, come back when you're full outside. I'll let Wang Wei pick you up. Where are you? "Wang Wei is the driver.

I can't say anything without three words. The blue shirt still reported the address.

Back in the dressing room, Song Se was removing his makeup, squeezing his eyebrows and looking at him. "Girlfriend?"

"No, no, no."

He wanted to explain, but he didn't know what to say. Under the gaze of Song Se, "I understand, you don't need to say it, An An closed his mouth."

"It doesn't matter. Let's go, go outside and wait for Lao Sun and them, that group of people is estimated to drink, will you drink? ”

Will he? The blue shirt doesn't know, he's touched and drunk wine, and he doesn't seem to be drunk (?) ）

So he nodded.

"If you don't want to drink, don't force yourself, with your Brother Song." Song Se patted him.

The group walked towards the noodle shop.

At eleven o'clock and almost twelve o'clock, the noodle restaurant was still open, and although there were not many customers, there were many customers.

The group walked in quite eye-catching.

Fortunately, the only two well-known people in it have been dressed up, and no one can recognize them.

The summer night was very hot and dry, and everyone ordered cold noodles. The blue shirt was holding chopsticks and waiting for noodles, but he had already drunk it over there, and to his surprise, Song Se, who seemed to be weak in Wenwen, had an unexpectedly good amount of wine. That kind of tempered glass is drunk cup by cup, which is like him, a small sip and a small sip feel that it occupies the stomach.

As a foodie, eating is naturally more important than drinking.

Blue Shirt uses his usual best skills to make the drinker not see himself and fall into a sea of delicious cold noodles.

Half a bowl is served, and a glass of beer is placed in front of you. The person who gave the wine was the director who had already drunk red face.

"Xiaolan, today's table xiàn is very good! So! Come, I'll toast you. ”

Where did the blue shirt dare to let the director respect him, and hurriedly raised his glass.

The other party is a dry glass, and he can't just take a sip.

Blue shirts still don't know where the liquor is good? Especially beer! Not to mention that it doesn't taste good!

Looking at my half bowl of noodles, I guess I can't eat it. Because there is one and there are two, everyone toasted the new comrades of the team one after another.

As the person with the least qualifications, the blue shirt naturally drinks the most, and he also gets a cup when people take a sip. Soon, his world began to turn.

Song Se has been paying attention to this side. He let the blue shirt eat more so that he didn't stop the director again.

Unexpectedly, after just a few bottles, the kid seemed to be drunk.

This amount of wine, Song Se shook his head with a smile, and drank all the wine in the cup.

Seeing that everyone was eating and drinking, Song Se quickly stopped.

It was difficult to get out. The blue shirt didn't look drunk, but quite energetic. But I don't know where I live. I was thinking about whether to leave my house for one night, and a person got out of a car. ran over and said, "Mr. Song, Mr. Lan will leave it to me." ”

This person Song Se knew, Dou Mingzhi's personal driver Wang Wei.

Although he was puzzled about the relationship between Dou Mingzhi and the blue shirt, and also thought of certain situations, Song Se still handed over the blue shirt to Wang Wei.

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"Did you drink today?" Song Se took off his shoes, and was suddenly hugged from behind, and the man buried his head in his neck and sniffed vigorously.

Song Se was itchy from breathing, and I didn't know if it was the effect of alcohol, and the whole person was soft.

"What nonsense." He couldn't even hold it anymore.

The man didn't care, and rubbed his chest with both hands, which made the person's body softer.

He simply stopped wearing slippers and rolled over to hug the man.

"Drank a little."

is different from Song Se at work, such a Song Se is not vulgar in his eyes, and it is so seductive that it makes people itch.

The man picked him up and walked to the room.

"By the way, what's the situation on Dou Mingzhi's side? Raised people? Thinking of Wang Wei coming to pick up the blue shirt today, Song Se asked.

"With me, do you want another man?!" The man pressed up, Song Se struggled, and soon, there was an ambiguous ...... in the room Sound.

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