I saw the headlights in the kitchen hanging high at the four corners (the headlights of the car were moved inside?) The light is brighter than the general living room, the room, and the interior of the kitchen is as straight as day! It's even a little scorching.

Makino looked at the tiny sweat particles bursting out of the heads of the chefs in the center of the light, and made a visual inspection: If this is to make the blue clothes stand here with that head of gas, it is estimated that it will spontaneously combust in a while.

That's it.,The most difficult thing for Makino to guess is the camera hanging high on the left and right.、It's being manipulated by professionals.,Makino is an expert in equipment.,As soon as you look at the gestures of these people fiddling with the camera,,It's definitely the director's second photography at hand (cough cough,The first photographer probably doesn't have so much time) What's going on?

He squeezed through the crowd and walked to the innermost, where he saw Cui Shan whispering to their family's "chef" Mike, Mike looked at Cui Shan's kind of concentration and affection, which made Makino embarrassed to call Cui Shan for a while, so he had to pretend not to care and cough lightly, his eyes swept, but he didn't find any oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.

So I asked the guy next to me, who was also wearing a western kitchen hat:

"That. . . Can I borrow some vinegar? ”

As soon as the man opened his mouth, Makino was blindfolded:

"I'll go! Who are these people? ”

That buddy has a typical Chinese face, but his mouth is pure mother F language (whether it is a mother tongue, you know it when you hear it, and it sounds better than singing).

Seeing that he couldn't understand, he pondered it, but fortunately the second foreign language he had taken that year had not been pulled down, so he carefully organized his vocabulary and asked:

“Excusez-moi， est-ce 、du 、vinaigre?”

The buddy nodded, walked to a big box next to the closet and rummaged through, but after a while, he took a bottle of "Zhenjiang balsamic vinegar" and handed it to him, Mu Ye was excited for the manufacturer:

"Oh, yes! It's all going international."

He thanked the buddy and was about to return to the inner hall, when a reminder came from behind him:

"That's not good! There is hangover soup in the kitchen.。。 ”

Makino was speechless:

You both know each other's situation, but you both deliberately pretend not to care, and only toss me inside and out?

With Dou E's grievances in his heart, he turned around and said with a smile:

"Oh, I'm afraid Yuan Jie will feel uncomfortable after drinking too much."

This big nonsense was actually said to Mike, and Cui Shan gave him a blank look, walked to the cupboard, took two bowls, and put two spoonfuls in a huge soup bucket, and when she turned around and handed them to Makino, she said meaningfully:

"It's a blessing to have someone like you."

Makino directly shattered her illusions:

"If I'm lucky, I won't pour myself to death"

Cui Shan lowered her eyes and handed the bowl to him, and admonished:

"Be careful, hold it steady"

Mu Ye was helpless, walked back to the inner hall with the bowl, carefully bypassed the crowd of people who were carnival and danced, found Song Yuming, who was sitting there and always maintained a smile towards the crowd, forced him to pour a bowl of sobering soup, and took the bowl, but he couldn't find Yuan Jie's figure.

Well??? Where did it go?

Song Yuming was half-drunk, but he was still conscious, and smiled brightly at Mu Ye:

"Makino Shoes, you have a challenger!"