Chapter Thirty-Seven: Death Before Leaving the School
When it comes to eating, Lu Zhaoci is no worse than anyone else, but when it comes to cooking...... That's really not his forte.
If he has Ruan Tang's cooking skills, why bother here?
Lu Zhaoci didn't want to accept the girl's kindness, but he had to admit that what Ruan Tang said was very reasonable, so he had to awkwardly adopt this suggestion.
"What a beautiful and harmonious relationship between idols and fans," the director sighed, "Our program team is so warm, united, and full of pink love......"
"Love?" The assistant keenly captured these two words, and was suddenly a little excited, "Director, fry, fry cp?" ”
"Tsk, such a harmonious and friendly thing, how can it be called a fried cp?" The director rolled his eyes, "Your statement is too shallow, we are not the kind of small love of CP, we are big love!" Beautiful and pure feelings between people! ”
"Then director, how do you show this feeling?"
"More pink bubbles, of course."
…… Isn't that still a fried cp?
The assistant dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, so he could only carefully write down the director's words in the notebook one by one, and then silently looked at the two people who "loved each other" on the screen.
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The process of teaching everyone to cook is naturally also a chicken and a dog, and the chef was busy all day, and finally with the help of Ruan Tang, he finally got rid of these cooking idiots.
"Then in the next time, everyone can prepare tomorrow's ingredients," Chu Ru appeared in the hall at some point, "The winner who sells the most food can get the grand prize." ”
Ruan Tang was concentrating on fiddling with his raw materials, but he was thinking about what to do tomorrow.
Oyster fried is a very popular snack, no one will buy it, but it is more troublesome to make than things like octopus balls, and the production speed is slow, and the number of copies sold will naturally decrease, so as to achieve the goal that Ruan Tang wants to achieve - to be a low-key person, and hide his merit and fame.
She wasn't interested in a few days at the resort, and she didn't want to be in the limelight, she just wanted to record the show safely.
For a person who is riddled with black material, any relatively outstanding performance will become a point for black fans to attack her, so at the beginning of the show, she did not seek merit, but sought no fault, and the Buddhist paddling was successful.
Anyway, she is an actress, she doesn't rely on variety shows to eat, as long as she completes the goal of increasing her followers by 500,000, this variety show will not be in vain.
…… Of course, this is because she doesn't know anything about the director's sassy operation, and if she knew, it would probably be another story.
The ignorant Ruan Tang happily set up his stall and began to prepare to make oyster fried.
Until there was a crunch next to it.
When she looked up, she saw Lu Zhaoci holding a bent metal wire in his hand, his expression seemed to be frozen, and his face was full of "explosion".
On the ground, the processed ingredients are evenly slumped on the sand, in close contact with the golden sand, as if the chicken is covered with breadcrumbs, ready to be fried in the pan.
Died before he was born, Lu Zhaoci, game over.
Although this scene looked a little miserable and pitiful, but it was more funny, Ruan Tang held his head, trying to suppress the corners of his mouth, not realizing that someone had come to his stall.
"Ruan Tang?" The assistant director politely raised his hand and knocked on the table of the stall, "Brother Lu can't do it, the director asked you to do a favor." ”
When Ruan Tang heard this, a smile suddenly froze on his face.
She? Help?
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Brother Lu: It's too difficult for me
Ask for tickets again!!