Facebook was unexpectedly released, and Carlos couldn't wave at will, but fortunately, his main battlefield was Twitter, whose name was Mr.Cccccc, nickname, and the madness of the late-night newspaper.

What's the deal with nicknames?

As mentioned earlier, as long as you read the paper recipes, you can enter them into the system and enjoy the skill bonus, and during that time, Carlos can learn one or two snacks and snacks from all over the world every day.

Some of the inconvenient to carry to school to feed his friends, he took pictures with his mobile phone and threw them on Twitter, as a show off party, he is not happy if he doesn't post it! Given that he always eats snacks as a late-night snack, by the time he tweeted, he was already lying in bed and ready to sleep.

It's definitely the middle of the night.

The first person who was stimulated by Carlos felt the malice of the big foodie country rushing in front of him, how could he only have his own heart! So he decisively pulled his friends into the pit and stuffed his heart together.

Over time, Carlos's Twitter has become a foodie exchange account, and friends from several countries have been able to communicate with each other through guò online translation, all kinds of bumpy exchanges, and they are also happy.

Perhaps in order to take revenge on this newspaper party, the friends tacitly took a beautiful photo of the local snacks and threw them on the Internet, and then Aite Carlos. All kinds of boasting say that this is particularly delicious, but unfortunately this thing is only available in our local area!

Pineapple Attack: Is this baby so easily excited?

In fact, the cautious Carlos wrote down the geographical location of his friends, and then flipped through the food network in the area, printed all the recipes he found in A4, and silently held the homemade version of the recipe to learn new recipes.

I tried to cook a new dish that night, although the quality is difficult to guarantee, but according to Carlos's long-term pursuit, all kinds of beauty!

Then the dinner plate was placed on the tablecloth-covered table, and an artistic vase was placed next door, forcing Gege to suddenly rise from a roadside stall to the standard of a Western restaurant. In the end, I was very bad enough to use a tablet to log on to Twitter, open a photo of the same local snack that my friends showed off, zoom in, and put it next to the dish I just made and steaming, which looked particularly delicious.

Click-

Take a photo on your phone and upload it to Twitter.

Mr.cccccc: Thank you for your recommendation, it tastes really good!

[, at 1 a.m., can you stop irritating me so much!] Licked it silently, the phone screen has no taste at all! ]

[Hammer Ground, I'm the only one who thinks they're not eating the same thing?] C looks particularly tall ( ̄_ ̄|||)]

[Upstairs, you're not alone!] ]

[Ask for a dark area in the hearts of friends who want to show off local snacks!] ]

[Ahaha, it's still noon on my side, but it's a pity that I'm eating instant noodles, huh, the landlord Express address, I'll come to marry you! ] ]

[Dark inside: Maybe it's just good-looking, but it doesn't taste good!] ]

[The kitchen killer can only comfort himself like this, upstairs, hold me tight!] ]

[Huddle!] ]

[Hold!] ]

Happily watching the comment section full of mourning, Carlos was in a happy mood. Suddenly, the private message lit up, and it was sent by the Big Bang.

Silently rub the online translation.

The communication between the two men also seems to be strenuous, and without an online translator, they can only talk together.

Busy: Huh, I'm eating ramen and quietly watching you pretend. Hee-hee, the last time you made that South African snack, you really want to eat it!

Hee Hee is a nickname that evolved from Twitter's name.

Mr.Cccccc: It's easy to do, but when I get to Korea, I guess it stinks. Otherwise, I'll pack the sausage and seasonings and send them over, and you can buy some bread as you like, clip it, squeeze it, and you're ready to eat.

Busy: Huh, all the jam you sent last time was taken into the room by my brother, and he didn't give me a spoonful!

Mr.Cccccc: (←_←) That was originally for my male god.

Busy: (T_T) Didn't we say okay, be each other's angels! We're close to each other!

Mr.Cccccc:=-=In this way, if you get me the sleeping face of a male god, next time I will send you an extra box of 30 kg snacks, and you can choose the variety. For every additional photo, add another 5 kilograms! If you can't fit one box, just two boxes!

The other side was silent for a minute, and then rang the private message again.

Busy: Deal! ‘(*>﹏