Several cameras recording the pilot are running at high speed.

There are nearly half of the shots, focusing on Lin Xue, Zheng Baiqing and a few other guests who are cooking.

Facing the high-definition camera, several people moved in an orderly manner.

Zheng Baiqing is preparing a sauce, in the white porcelain bowl, the sauce is rich, and it will make people have an increasing appetite.

She is busy in her hands, but she can still make fun of jokes with the program team outside the camera.

"Director, I feel like I made this bowl of sauce today, and it feels so good, so I want to ask if I can record a vlog with my own mobile phone?"

"It just so happens that I haven't updated my Weibo for almost three days, hahahahaha."

Zheng Baiqing's teammate Qunjie immediately teased: "I said Bai Qing, do you want to be so rolled, don't forget to open up when you come out to record the show, why do you keep rotting this invincible salted fish of the century?" ”

Qunjie is also from a food program and an amateur, and he usually needs to keep weekly updates on Weibo, so he can naturally chat with Zheng Baiqing, a food blogger, on the same topic.

"But don't make me cry." As he spoke, Qunjie made a helpless gesture.

Everyone was amused by his funny appearance.

The program team naturally knew that Zheng Baiqing was joking, so they couldn't help laughing, and politely refused her request to record a video.

Compared to the lively atmosphere of this head.

On the other side of the kitchen, it was particularly quiet.

It's like two worlds being divided.

Probably because of the distribution results just now, the program team has classified Sheng Yuan Shiyan into the ranks of guests who can't cook.

And so.

In this cooking link, there is only one shot, and the stingy one is given here.

The program team thought in their hearts, this is a food show, and it is impossible for them to shoot the guests washing vegetables.

can distinguish a shot, it can be regarded as a little hot face on these two people.

However, the program team didn't know.

The two people who were 'left out' didn't feel like they were being left out in the slightest.

Shi Yan stood in front of the sink, water came out of the faucet, his lacquered eyes turned slightly, his gaze moved silently to the side, and landed on the girl who was standing very close to him.

Seeing that her apricot eyes were half-drooping, her vivid side face was very focused.

Shi Yan watched, was silent, moved his arm, and handed the dish in his hand to her.

The low-magnetic and beautiful voice sounded in the sound of running water.

"Washed up."

The girl's long eyelashes were quickly lifted, she looked over, and then raised her head.

She looked at him with clear and bright apricot eyes and said.

"Well, it's very clean~"

A mediocre sentence is passively listened to as an affirmation and praise.

The corners of Shi Yan's thin lips curled, his cold eyebrows revealed a little satisfaction, and he picked up the next box of ingredients to clean in a good mood.

But, obviously.

He was still a little dissatisfied, so, after washing the next box, he showed it and brought it to Sheng Kite again.

Without speaking, his eyes were hopeful, quietly waiting for her to speak, and without saying anything, he kept moving in this position until she noticed himself.

In fact, Sheng Yuan didn't let Shi Yan wait, he responded quickly every time, and he didn't have the slightest impatience.

Almost as soon as Shi Yan handed it over, she would raise her head and speak very cooperatively.

"This one is also very clean."

"It's amazing~"

"Wow."

“……”

So, the cameraman in charge of Sheng Kite and Shi Yan's lens saw that in the lens-

The notoriously cold actor seems to have a very strong interest in washing vegetables.

Wash that called a vigorous up, bury your head, box after box.

And next to him, the female artist named Sheng Kite, when the actor washed a box, she praised once.

One washed, one boasted.

At the end, the photographer also saw that the actor pursed his lips, glanced at Sheng Kite and quickly retracted it, and said in a low-magnetic voice that spoke a little faster: "Well, you are also very powerful." ”

Sheng Yuanxing's eyes narrowed slightly, and she replied to him with a smile: "Thank you." ”

The photographer who didn't know the truth couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth: "......"

These two? What's going on? This is washing vegetables and washing out commercial mutual praise???

This way.

The four guests in groups B and C, Lin Xue, Zheng Baiqing, and others have done almost some of the preparations for cooking.

This kitchen is huge.

There are three positions for the stove and everything.

Zheng Baiqing just wanted to ask if the dishes over there were almost washed.

Before they opened their mouths, Sheng Kite and Shi Yan had already placed the washed ingredients on the top of the cooking table one by one.

The remaining three guests turned their heads and were stunned.

The dishes were not only washed, but also cut and placed in different boxes in an orderly manner.

At a glance, it is classified, clean and neat.

It's simply a boon for obsessive-compulsive disorder.

…… In such a short period of time, the movements are so neat.

It's also a big project.

In addition, it greatly facilitates the work of their hands-on kitchen staff.

Lin Xue raised her head with some surprise and looked at Sheng Yuan and Shi Yan: "Huh...... Excuse me, who cut this dish? ”

"Me." Sheng Yuan shook her head, her apricot eyes swept to the table, and raised her eyebrows: "Is there something wrong?" ”

"No, no, no."

Lin Xue was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly waved her hand to deny it, and then clarified, in a serious tone: "Well, I mean, you cut it very well." ”

Each ingredient, in the right size, perfectly suits their needs.

At first, this female artist, who seemed to be not very good at hands-on ability, offered to wash and chop vegetables, but Lin Xue didn't have much hope.

I just think that cutting and washing vegetables is in Sheng Kite's cognition, and it must be the same as in ordinary homes, which is a very easy and simple thing.

It's just for homely food, and it's definitely not that elegant.

But for Lin Xue, a professional chef, it is much more exquisite.

Therefore, her lowest expectation for Sheng Kite is that she can wash the dishes.

Unexpectedly, this result was unexpected.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong, Sheng Yuan hummed and stopped care, turned and stepped back to make room for them.

And Lin Xue was still a little stunned, looking at the girl and not retracting her gaze, there was a trace of surprise, and she seemed to have an expression that she thought was unlikely.

She tilted her head unconsciously, and began to think.

It wasn't until Zheng Baiqing stabbed her arm that she came back to her senses.

"Xiaoxue, what's wrong?" Zheng Baiqing asked with concern.

Zheng Baixue's interruption interrupted Lin Xue's thinking.

"Oh, it's okay, let's get started."

"Okay."

Zheng Baiqing responded, she naturally heard Lin Xue's words just now.

The young woman inexplicably glanced at the girl sitting on the bar stool at the counter seat on the other side of the kitchen, and glanced at it inexplicably.