After singing the song, Ling Xiaojun put down the microphone, and the others were still immersed in his singing, unable to extricate themselves. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Master, Xia Ruoxue has already worshiped her master at the second level, this time is the most prone to deviation, and if you are not careful, it will turn into admiration, you have to pay attention." The voice of the system sounded in Ling Xiaojun's head.

At this time, Ling Xiaojun's heart was broken, and he said that he had to ask me to sing if he didn't sing.

Ling Xiaojun didn't want to stay here for long, and glanced at Xia Ruoxue, who was still stunned, "Don't leave yet?" ”

Xia Ruoxue came back to her senses when Ling Xiaojun called her like this, and followed Ling Xiaojun downstairs with a sigh.

After a long time, the girls in the box began to stir: "The singing is so good, I seem to have become obsessed with him." ”

"yes, I'm already in love with him."

"If he is willing to sing a song for me, I will die happily, and I want to elope with him."

Ming Hao had a gloomy face, he originally wanted to humiliate this guy, but he didn't expect it to be self-defeating, "How is it possible, the control of the voice will be so good, more accurate than professional singers, pitch, vocal range, timbre, none of them are not the top, and he is so handsome, he pretended to be cowardly for a long time, it turned out that he was playing with his brother and pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, he was not humiliated, and he made him show off, damn." ”

Along the way, Xia Ruoxue was still driving, and there were few people on the street at night, but Xia Ruoxue's speed was not fast, Ling Xiaojun glanced at Xia Ruoxue, since she went downstairs just now, Xia Ruoxue's face has always been red.

Coming to GreenTree Inn Express Hotel, Xia Ruoxue turned into the parking lot.

Ling Xiaojun was shocked, is this the rhythm of opening the room? Xia Ruoxue blushed all the way because she thought of opening a room with me?

Ling Xiaojun, Ling Xiaojun, there is a knife on the head of the color word, you have to hold it.

Xia Ruoxue parked the car, didn't dare to look at Ling Xiaojun, lowered her head and whispered, "It's here." ”

Ling Xiaojun's eyes glanced at Xia Ruoxue's off-the-shoulder dress, the snow-white shoulders looked like he wanted to take a bite on it.

Ling Xiaojun's heart was very tormented at this time, and his restless heart could not be suppressed.

The task says that as long as there are no other feelings, it's fine, so if I don't invest in feelings, won't it be fine? As long as I am not so emotionally invested for a while, everyone is an adult and has physiological needs, Ling Xiaojun suddenly thought of this reason, and the whole person suddenly became enlightened.

"You go back." Xia Ruoxue's red face didn't dare to look at Ling Xiaojun.

"Huh?" Ling Xiaojun finally did his ideological work, why did Xia Ruoxue let him go back.

"I live here, I ran out on my own, and I haven't been looking for a house to live in lately, so I'll live here first." Xia Ruoxue lowered her head and explained in a low voice.

Ling Xiaojun's interest just mentioned was forcibly suppressed, he was uncomfortable, and cursed countless times in his heart: You said that you should take me to some express hotel, just come to the express hotel, you have been blushing and making hair. In the end, I didn't do anything, so let me go back?

But it was uncomfortable, and Ling Xiaojun could only suppress the internal fire, "Oh." "Get up and get ready to get out of the car.

"Wait." Xia Ruoxue suddenly stopped Ling Xiaojun.

"What?"

"Did you really give me that song?" Xia Ruoxue finally raised her head and looked at Ling Xiaojun with a pair of beautiful eyes.

It wasn't until now that Ling Xiaojun understood the reason why Xia Ruoxue looked shy, Ling Xiaojun said that the song was given to Xia Ruoxue, but it was only limited to the sentence "The person who accompanies me to lose both", but the real center of that song is sung to the girl she loves, and the lyrics also talk about the girl she really loves, elopement and the like, no wonder Xia Ruoxue misunderstood.

"It's not." Ling Xiaojun categorically denied that Xia Ruoxue was already a second-level worship, and if someone else said it, Ling Xiaojun would quickly let her worship at the third level, but this person was Xia Ruoxue, and he didn't dare to mess around.

"Humph! I knew it. Xia Ruoxue's previous appearance as a little woman disappeared all of a sudden, "Come to work early every day." After dropping a sentence, he turned his head and ignored Ling Xiaojun.

Ling Xiaojun shook his head and sighed, women are really fickle.

Taking the bus back home, Ling Xiaojun didn't have time to think about Xia Ruoxue's little willfulness, he now had two major things that gave him a headache, tasks and worship values.

After thinking about it for a long time, and not knowing where to start, Ling Xiaojun could only wash and sleep.

"It's better to concentrate on cooking, if you really can't complete the task, then there's no way."

The next day, Ling Xiaojun came to Wangxue Restaurant, and a waiter's little sister took out a delicate hard-shell menu and put it in front of Ling Xiaojun, asking him to write the dishes he would cook, which would be his menu from now on.

The cover of this menu is beautifully made, with the photo "Menu No. 8" on it, and there are several plastic cover pages inside, and the chef can print out the name and price of the dish he knows, and insert it into the cover.

Ling Xiaojun thought for a long time, took a blank piece of paper, wrote a few words on it, and inserted it directly into the cover. The waitress was full of horror.

"That's all." Ling Xiaojun put down the pen and pushed the recipe to the waiter Xiaomei.

At noon, Ling Xiaojun stayed in his own kitchen, and no one asked him to cook, seeing that the other chefs were busy, he didn't care, he simply found a stool to sit there and repair his mobile phone.

At about 6 o'clock in the afternoon, there are more and more customers in Wangxue Restaurant, as an emerging catering restaurant, the taste of Wangxue Restaurant is still very good, coupled with the special business model, it is gradually attracting more and more customers.

At this time, a group of seven or eight people walked into Wangxue Restaurant, these people were talking to each other casually, and a middle-aged man with a slightly older grade came to the front desk.

"Hello little girl, we have already set a place. My surname is Zhou. "This man is very familiar, and it doesn't seem like the first time I've come to eat.

"Oh, Mr. Zhou, you have registered here, please come with our waiter."

A waiter led the group to a large round table.

A few people sat down, and a fat man about thirty years old looked around, "Hey, Old Zhou, there are quite a lot of people here, why didn't I know before." ”

Lao Zhou smiled, "This is newly opened and very distinctive, you can take a look at their introduction." As he spoke, Lao Zhou pushed over a promotional desk calendar on the table, on which the characteristics of the restaurant were written, "There are a total of seven chefs in this house, each chef has a cuisine that he is good at, and the craftsmanship is good, everyone can order whatever they want to eat." Lao Zhou explained to others at the same time.

"Oh? That's really quite distinctive. A middle-aged woman nodded.

"Since it's so interesting, Lao Zhou, you ask the waiter to bring the recipe, and each of our chefs can try it." That's when someone thought.

Lao Zhou smiled, "That's what I thought, everyone will order a dish to try in a while." After speaking, Lao Zhou called the waiter, "Show us the menus of the seven chefs." ”

"Sir, we now have eight cooks." The waiter explained.

"Oh, that's great, bring it all."

After a while, eight menus were placed in front of Lao Zhou in order, and Lao Zhou put the menu in the middle of the table.

"Take whatever cuisine you like."

The menu is marked with the chef's name, number, and specialty of cuisine, so after a while, the basic menu is divided and only one menu is left on the table.

Lao Zhou saw that no one took it anymore, so he took the menu left on the table.

Chef No. 8, Chef Ling Xiaojun.

In the column of good cuisine, it turned out to be empty.

Lao Zhou frowned and opened the exquisite menu, which was different from the thick pages of other menus, and there was only a blank sheet of paper in the cover.

Lao Zhou looked at the white paper carefully, and there was only one sentence on it.

Order whatever you want, ten times the price.