Weng Tingjun has many titles, what tyrant, what male god, what murderer, what domineering president, anyway, he doesn't mind having one more gay. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The mouth grows on those bastards and antibodies, unless he can cut the grass one by one, otherwise as a male god, he has to bear this, and over time he gets used to it.

Put Li Shungui down and then hugged him to the car, Weng Tingjun was very honest and did not take the opportunity to take advantage, Li Shungui breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense face eased a lot.

"Why are you asking my uncle how he is doing?!"

The weasel didn't have a good heart to give the chicken a New Year's greeting, and the last time Weng Tingjun greeted Li Xiuman, he bought Girls' Generation. This time, I don't know what kind of medicine is sold in Weng Tingjun's gourd.

Weng Tingjun said casually, "If you don't have a topic, just look for it." With that, he started the car.

"Oh."

SBS is not far from Cheongdam-dong, and it is only a fifteen-minute drive, but beware of the various fans under the Girls' Generation dormitory, including black fans. Weng Tingjun has come to Sika several times and has already learned the madness of Girls' Generation fans.

Seeing Weng Tingjun's embarrassment, Li Shungui said: "It's good to send it here." ”

"Can you do it?" Weng Tingjun looked at Li Shungui's swollen old right ankle and couldn't bear it. What the hell was she thinking? How did you come up with the idea of kicking the door?

"If you can't do it, you have to do it."

Seeing Li Shungui open the door and get out of the car, Weng Tingjun stopped her.

"What? Still counting on me to thank you? ”

"Thank you this time, I, Weng Tingjun, owe you a favor, if you need it in the future, you will be on call."

Trouble, the newspaper's kindness, Weng Ting has never been ambiguous. What's more, the acquisition of Girls' Generation Lee Soon-gyu also made a lot of efforts, not to mention Lee Soon-gyu's help to Tiara before.

Lee Soon-gyu was silent, which can be regarded as acquiescing to this fact.

"Will you be my uncle's enemy?" Lee Soon-gyu turned his head and asked.

"What do you mean by that?"

Li Shungui hesitated for a while, and then slowly spoke: "He has contacted me recently, and even asked about your current situation. ”

Weng Tingjun's face was silent, but his mind was already active.

Li Xiuman asked about his current situation?

I asked Lee Soon-gyu about Lee so-man's situation just now, but I found a topic casually without a topic with her.

Weng Tingjun didn't take it to heart, this old guy seems to have always wanted to return to Seoul, think about it, after all, s*m was created by him, who is willing to let his hard work be taken by someone?!

After seeing Li Shungui go upstairs safe and sound, Weng Tingjun drove to his home, and there was still time before filming, and he wanted to ask Uncle Zhao if he had found any news.

Kim Jian-chul is dead, and before he died, it was indeed revealed that there was still a mastermind behind the scenes.

So who is behind this?

Is there a connection between the mastermind behind the scenes and So-yeon's car accident?

Nothing has come to fruition, and Weng Tingjun has trouble sleeping.

After returning home, Uncle Zhao did not provide any favorable clues, and Weng Tingjun could only pin his hopes on the young Jiang who was still lying in a coma in the hospital.

"You must protect Young Jiang well, and you can't let him again.... was killed. ”

"Yes, young master." Uncle Zhao had already derelicted his duties once, but Weng Tingjun did not blame him, he was extremely ashamed in his heart, this time he would never let Jiang Shao be planted in the hands of the enemy, he sweared.

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"It seems that the results are about to be revealed, who is the winner of this cooking competition?"

JohnPark, Lee Kwang-so, Lee Dong-wook, Song Ji-hyo, Haha, Jung Yong-hwa, Yoo Jae-seok, Park so-hong, Ong Jeong-kyun, Sika, Ji Seok-jin, Kim Kyung-ho, Kim Seo-hyun, Kang Squid, Kim Jong-kook, Kyung-ah.

"It must be us, so I don't need to say." Sika, with a spatula in one hand and a spoon in the other, grinned.

Weng Tingjun also posed cooperatively.

Just looking at the dishes, it is true that his steamed lobster is ahead, but the cooking competition is not only about the color, but also about the color, aroma and taste.

"The last process remains, wait for the oil to boil and sprinkle the lobster." Weng Tingjun explained: "Sika, you go and cut some green onions." ”

"What's chopped green onion?" Sika wondered, is there still such a flower? What kind of flower is that? If you can still understand cauliflower, this.... Is chopped green onion a flower on an onion?

What is chopped green onion?

You tell me what kind of green onion it is?

"When I didn't say it. You look at the fire---- "Weng Tingjun and Sika swapped places, picked up the knife skillfully, cut up the fresh onions and garlic, and soon these onions and garlic turned into neat onions and garlic, grabbed them casually and sprinkled them on the lobster, just waiting for Sika's pot of oil to come out of the pot.

The camera cuts to the two of them, remember RM's highest-rated episode to date? It was created by the Sika special. So this time, Liu Zaishi asked Sika to save the scene, originally planned to let Sika support the ratings, so naturally most of the shots were on Sika.

"Wrap it up on me."

"Has Sika never been in the kitchen? What do you think--- you're a kitchen rookie?! Song Jihyo at the table next to him said unexpectedly.

"She's a pair of hands with a microphone, and you want her to hold a kitchen knife and a spoon?! The style of painting is absolutely strange. Weng Tingjun helped to play the round.

Although it is natural for women to do housework in South Korea, Weng Tingjun does not have this idea, he has the financial strength and can hire a newspaper to do it for him. The sentence that you are responsible for being beautiful like a flower is not empty talk, but Weng Tingjun does have such a concept.

"I can make tuna fried rice." Sika's face flushed, she was really not very good at those things in the kitchen, but she was still able to support herself with basic food and clothing.

Tuna fried rice is her specialty.

“……”

“……”

The crowd pretended not to hear.

There is not much time left, 100 minutes is now only five minutes left, and the other groups that should be completed have also been completed, and those that have not yet been completed, such as Ji Shizhen and Jin Qinghao, there is the Black Antelope of the Tota Heavenly King, even if Jin Qinghao is a professional housewife, it will not help.

"Countdown. 10，9…… 6…… 3，2，1。 ”

Sika took a spoonful of fried oil and under the guidance of Weng Tingjun, he splashed the boiling oil on the lobster dozens of times under Liu Zaishi's hand, and suddenly the fresh and attractive smell permeated the entire arena, if only the taste of kimchi could be diluted a little.

Liu Zaishi was called by PD, and when he came back, he looked strange.

"Just now, Mi PD and I, we invited another interim judge, she has a special research on eating, and she is also a person around us, you can guess who she is?!"

And a judge?

Do you have a special study on eating?

That's not Ji-yeon, who else?

Weng Tingjun is full of chest.

"Please -----" Liu Zaishi gave enough suspense, as if the Chinese version of me was a singer to reveal the results, not in a hurry to die and uncomfortable. (To be continued.) )