37, dear, come and take a bite

Looking at Liang Sheng, who was confident and arrogant, Zhao Hao was stunned.

Just after being beaten down by me, you dare to pretend to be forced in front of me, I think you are the younger brother who doesn't know the fire dance, I don't know how thick the sky is.

Wait a minute.

Liang Sheng, Liang Qiancheng, both surnamed Liang, know with their butts that they are nepotism.

is as shrewd as Liang Qiancheng, how could he not understand the doubts in Zhao Hao's eyes.

Play with me, you're too tender.

Liang Qiancheng was very satisfied with Liang Sheng's performance, and affirmed beside him: "The ancients are cloudy, and the virtuous do not avoid relatives. Although Liang Sheng is my nephew, as long as he is talented, I will highly recommend him. If you have someone familiar with who can be qualified for the work of our TV station, you are also welcome to recommend, successful recruits, one person and one Apple X. ”

said that nepotism is so high-sounding, worthy of leadership, and there are many nonsense.

Moreover, this can be regarded as a combination of grace and power canvassing.

If you dare to disobey me, then you don't want to go through the relationship to attract acquaintances to work in the TV station in the future.

For this shameless behavior, Gong Jiu was so angry that he wanted to overstep the level to react to the problem.

But Liang Qiancheng didn't give her a chance at all, and signaled Liang Sheng with his eyes, and the latter hurriedly resorted to the agitation method: "Do you dare to compare?" If you are cowardly, you will quickly roll with your tail between your legs, so as not to look foreign and be embarrassed. ”

Excuse me, use the agitation method on me?

Not to mention, it really works.

Zhao Hao responded: "In the face of great rights and wrongs, even if you have a director who is an uncle, it will not help. ”

"Drop! Congratulations to the host for successfully pretending to be forced and forcing +2! ”

I'll go.

The competition also involves major rights and wrongs.

Can you stop pretending to be like that?

The office was inconvenient to compete, so the four of them went to the studio together with a dozen or so colleagues who didn't think it was too big to watch the excitement.

Liang Sheng was the first to appear, trying to take the lead.

"I don't have to press the bottom of the box, lest people say that I bullied you."

Liang Sheng walked to the ingredients area and took out an egg: "What age is it, and the fire cloud palm omelette." The times are advancing, thinking must be internationalized, and performance must be modernized. Ha! ”

The mouth let out an inexplicable startled sound, and a crackling arc shot out, like an electric dragon thunder snake, wrapping around the entire palm of the right hand. It's cool and spectacular.

Hitting the egg with his left hand, the egg liquid fell into the thunder light's palm, and with a bang, it exploded like a bomb, and even a small mushroom cloud was raised. This momentum is a hundred times cooler than when Zhao Hao won the British.

In all fairness, the people present felt that Liang Sheng's hand was much better than Zhao Hao's.

"The new food show focuses on creativity, visual effects, like a Hollywood popcorn blockbuster, there is no plot at all, it is just an audio-visual effect. As for whether it's delicious or not, the audience can't eat it anyway, so just find someone to act. ”

Liang Sheng snapped his fingers.

I don't know where a foreigner ran out of a corner, kneeling on the ground on all fours in the form of a goose falling on the sand.

"Lafayette, no, the railroad is going to be repaired!"

"Kazhongtang represents the great Britain to go to China, eat hot pot and sing songs, and let the Chinese build the high-speed rail!" Hot pot is a trivial matter, but the high-speed rail is dangerous, harms my field, and hinders my feng shui. Nowadays, the British Isles have a small quarrel and independence, and if a dictatorial high-speed rail is built, I am afraid that the foundation of the ancestors will be even more dangerous. ”

"Britain is the pioneer of the industrial revolution, the Great Windsor Dynasty will last forever, the British civil and military system, everything is far beyond Huayi, the high-speed rail is just a trick of kitsch, the railway originated from my British Empire!"

"For the face of the British Empire, Galeries Lafayette should show off British cuisine and cook a full British feast - fish, french fries, fries and fish, fish and chips, as for the high-speed rail, Kazhongtang can play if he wants, but he can't be pulled by a dictatorial locomotive, but pulled by John Bull."

"Wow, Queen! The high-speed rail really can't be repaired! The smoke hurt the potatoes and crops, and shook the Westminster Mausoleum! Shocking,! Queen Wow! For the sake of the British country and the foundation of the ancestors, the high-speed rail really can't be repaired! As soon as the magic box is opened, it can't be closed! ”

Due to the momentum, the wig fell off, revealing a short black hair.

Wow, it turned out to be his own person pretending.

Liang Sheng was a little embarrassed.

Sure enough, you can't be greedy for cheap, please play tricks.

But fortunately, there is still Liang Qiancheng here.

"Awesome, really awesome!"

Liang Qiancheng applauded and affirmed: "If you want audio-visual effects to have audio-visual effects, if you want sitcoms to have sitcoms, and you want easter eggs to have easter eggs, if any director has the foresight to make this play into a play, please invite a traffic star, it can definitely be a big hit, and the box office of five or six billion is not a problem at all!" Well, I've got a name in mind, it's called "I Am the God of Food"! ”

Bang bang bang.

The crowd applauded.

What are you kidding, the leader's performance is over, as a subordinate, don't you applaud and want to be put in small shoes?

The general trend has been decided, and Liang Qiancheng squinted and swept Zhao Hao.

Unexpectedly, not only was he not scared to the point of urinating, but he applauded casually: "Is the performance over?" Isn't it just Thunder Light Palm Fried Eggs? Elementary school students will use tricks, and you are embarrassed to come up with them. I really wonder how you got the magic champion, the back door of the stick? ”

As he spoke, Zhao Hao snapped his fingers, and an arc of electricity flashed away. Immediately afterwards, as if the rallying call was sounded, the entire palm was covered with thunder, and with a bang, Zhao Hao slapped it with one palm, leaving a black palm print on the marble stove!

"Drop! Congratulations to the host for succeeding in the invisible pretense, forcing the number to +5! ”

This......

Unscientific.

Could it be that Zhao Hao's hidden identity is a magician?

What's more, the magicians nowadays come to compete with the chef for work.

After speaking, Zhao Hao selected vegetables and fish from the ingredients area, returned to the stove, and only took about ten minutes to prepare a dish.

There are no highlights in the whole process, and even the meals are mediocre and make people lose their appetite.

You talk so much, and you give up on yourself?

It's so disappointing.

This sense of loss is no different from my pants off, but you let me see this.

"It seems that the winner has been decided, and the new host of the show is ......"

Liang Qiancheng was just about to announce who the flowers would fall to, when he heard Zhao Hao say, "Which of you dares to taste it?" ”

Yes!

If you don't see the Yellow River, your heart will not die.

Can you still turn this bite of food into a flower?

At Liang Qiancheng's signal, Liang Sheng stepped forward and took a bite.

"This ......"

Liang Sheng was shocked in his heart, only to feel that his strength was rushing to his limbs.

Bang!

Before he finished speaking, his shirt was in tatters.

Liang Sheng burst his clothes!

What's going on?

Burst clothes after a bite of food, a new magic trick? Among us - there is a traitor!

"Do you dare to take another bite?"

Without giving Liang Sheng a chance to refuse, Zhao Hao stuffed another spoonful of food into Liang Sheng's mouth.

Bang!

There was another muffled sound, and only the little red pants remained.

"Don't run, dear, take another bite."

Liang Sheng was scared and wanted to run, but was kicked over by Zhao Hao, and then was brutally pried open and stuffed into the third mouth.

Bang!

Burst clothes three times in a row.

Liang Sheng was blessed.

Dead.

There was dead silence in the studio.

Only Liang Sheng is left in a half-squat, with one arm pointing to his head, staging performance art - the thinker.

……

"Drop! Congratulations to the host for successfully pretending to be forced and forcing +2! ”

"Drop! Congratulations to the host for successfully pretending to be forced and forcing +2! ”

"Drop! Congratulations to the host for successfully pretending to be forced and forcing +2! ”

……

Zhao Hao took the spoon that scooped the food, walked to Liang Qiancheng with a confused face, and said with a smile: "Dear, come and have a bite?" ”