Chu Xiaoxi and Mr. Shan chattered and gossiped for a long time.

The more you talk, the happier you get.

There was no training at night, and Mr. Shan enthusiastically invited Chu Xiaoxi to live broadcast with him. Chu Xiaoxi nodded busily considering the silent and exquisite cooking skills.

In the United States, everyone's meals are basically three meals provided by hotels.

Except, of course, the mountain is always ... American Food Mountain always had some slight indigestion, so he took time out of his mind to cook and cook.

The silent craft, which has been practiced in four years of college, is not inferior to a first-class chef at all.

The consequence is that Lu Zuoyu, Chu Xiaoxi, Ma Fei, Chunjie and the group of guys from the Japanese team want to come over to eat all day long...

At night in Los Angeles, the door of the mountain room is clanging.

Mr. Shan was still debugging the live broadcast equipment, and raised his voice and roared: "Be silent, help me open the door." ”

Silently put down the vegetables in his hand, wiped the water stains on his hands, and walked out of the kitchen.

The door creaked open.

There are a bunch of eager heads at the door: Chu Xiaoxi, Fly Immediately, Z with a shy face, Captain Kozo Yano of Japan...

Silence's lips moved: "... Rub the rice, go elsewhere. ”

Immediately flew his hands and paws to slam the door, wailing: "Don't, be silent, everyone is a brother~~ I was empty yesterday, and my pocket was empty, for the sake of our brotherhood for many years, let me have a dinner." ”

Americans' food is too unpalatable and expensive!

Eating and eating, everyone misses the authentic Chinese food and Chinese oil, salt, sauce and vinegar tea.

But Silent has limited energy, so he prepares food for two people every day. Everyone racked their brains to come over to eat, but they didn't want their faces.

"The mountain, the mountain always called me over, and he and I will open the dark at night." Chu Xiaoxi blinked her eyes wide, and her face was sincere.

Silent bowed slightly, letting Chu Xiaoxi come in.

Immediately flew them were ruthlessly shut out of the door and touched a nose of ash.

"Hey, forget it, I'll come back next time." Immediately flew and touched the bridge of his nose, and he didn't rub his food today, weak, pitiful, and covered again.

He put his arm on Z, and his tone was loose: "Let's go, Z, let's go downstairs to the Chinese restaurant for dinner." ”

Z nodded silently.

Yano Kozo glanced at the two people who were hooking their shoulders and backs, and his sharp eyes swept over the bodies of Ma Fei and Z next to each other, his face turned green, and he quickly followed.

***

In the evening, Chu Xiaoxi and Mr. Shan had a delicious meal of fried shredded pork with green peppers, cold cucumber and scallion pancakes.

Silent and had something to discuss with Lu Zuoyu, and left.

Chu Xiaoxi sat obediently on the small chair, looked at Mr. Shan, who was debugging the live broadcast equipment, and said enviously: "I really envy you so much to be able to eat hometown food in the United States~"

The key is that no matter how Mr. Shan eats, he can't get fat, which makes Xiaoxi envious.

Mr. Shan adjusted the camera and didn't reply: "The main thing is that I'm a little unaccustomed to American food, greasy and greasy, except for the creamy soup, everything else is KFC flavor." ”

Fortunately, Silence is an all-round chef, and Shan always feels that in addition to the only flaw of not being able to counterattack, he lives happily on weekdays.

Mr. Shan is also preparing to show his face tonight to show his handsome face to thousands of mountain soldiers.

Mr. Shan sat on the game chair, opened the game interface, and prepared for tonight's game live broadcast: "Okay, sister-in-law, tonight's live broadcast is going to start." If you don't want to show your face, you can sit on the side. ”

Chu Xiaoxi also opened the game interface, her eyes were dripping, and she pretended to ask casually: "Mr. Shan, have you felt recently... Something strange has happened lately? ”