409 This Nima Food Live Broadcast?
The director was furious when Sheng Yuan looked at it, and urged angrily: "Group A guests, you can talk about your punishment task." β
After waiting for nearly a minute, Sheng Kite still didn't speak.
In the midst of this silenceβ
"Director, remember the weather on the first day of the show?" Sheng Yuan suddenly asked.
The director was stunned for not understanding: "What? β
"It was half past six that morning, and it was very strong and cold." The pronunciation of this sentence was clearly bitten, especially the three words of six and a half.
Instantly.
The director, including all the program staff present, felt like they had been pricked by a needle in their heads, and they were frozen in place, and goosebumps were coming out all over their bodies.
They don't remember the weather on the first day of the program's recording, but they remember that 'half past six' was the wrong task time set by their program team for the guests of Group A after discussion......
It was this wrong time of the mission that led to the start of Group A in Hell mode.
Everyone looked at each other and instinctively swallowed their saliva, the corners of the girl's red lips were hooked with a smile, and there was not much emotion in the apricot eyes, but they touched a touch of coldness, and felt a chill on the back of their necks.
How, how is there an atmosphere of 'starting to settle the ledger'......?!!
No, no, no, no......
Sheng Kite chuckled.
I don't know why, but the smile in my ears is like saying - it's your turn.
All of them:!!!! My heart is even hairier!!
The audience in the live broadcast room and the four guests of groups B and C were confused, is it an illusion, how do you feel the atmosphere between Sheng Kite and the program team, weird?
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The show "Lucky Restaurant" is a little rookie in the variety show industry.
On the seventh day of the official broadcast, the first minute of the live broadcast in the early morning firmly occupied the first place in the popularity list of the variety show live channel.
The first place on the hot list in the previous six days was often on the list, but this situation of directly throwing off the second place eighteen streets as soon as the broadcast started is unprecedented, which shows that the audience almost rushed in as soon as the broadcast started.
Some unknown people clicked into the live broadcast room with curiosity.
It was quiet, and the barrage area was empty.
I only saw that the two guests of the program group were standing with their backs to each other in the picture, and the camera was shaking slightly, causing the picture to also shake, which seriously affected the viewing experience.
Unknown Crowd: ???
Ha? This is the live broadcast room that is the first on the variety show hot list? Even if the guests can't see their faces, even the photographer can follow Parkinson's.
It's especially the data that you spend money on! I have the money to go to the zoo and invite two orangutans, and buy two stands that are more fragrant than this.
One click to open the audience list in the upper right corner of the live broadcast, and all the online ones are real accounts, and they are x million plus people.
Unknown Crowd: ...... Damn, what the hell?! Why are so many people stunned without a squeak?!
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The two people in the live broadcast screen are Zheng Baiqing and Qunjie.
Qunjie closed his eyes in a miserable manner, as if after doing some psychological construction, he finally started and stuffed two lumps of lard into the transparent large glass.
Unknown Crowd: Oh food show, this is going to make a dish.
Then, they saw Qunjie put the cup in his hand under the coffee machine, took a cup of coffee, and put two spoonfuls of milk in it.
Qunjie held the cup in both hands, turned around, faced the camera, and smiled stiffly: "Hello everyone, this is a lard latte." β
Unknown Crowd: ???????!!! What the hell!?
Without waiting for them to question, Qunjie took a new cup, took the cooked coriander in the pot, scooped it up with a tool, and spread it on the milk tea noodles that had already been prepared.
Holding his hands again, facing the camera: "Hello everyone, coriander milk tea." β
Unknown Crowd: ?????! We are very bad!! Coriander milk tea?!! What the hell is it!?
However, Qunjie couldn't feel their roar, he grabbed a handful of spinach and put it in the juicer, yes, yes, read it right, put the spinach into the juicer!
The buzzing juicer is not only churning the spinach, but also their deranged cranial nerves.
The unknown crowd was dumbfounded: what kind of devil's drink is this horse!!
But they guessed wrong, this time it wasn't a drink.
The squeezed spinach juice was poured into a pot of millet porridge with no coffee or milk.
The lens is clear and close-up, rich and turquoise mixed with a little miscellaneous liquid, mixed with the millet porridge that is still steaming white and soft, stirred, and finally merged into one, completely green.
The picture was spread across the entire screen of the live broadcast room, and the oncoming ...... Weirdness.
Qunjie said: "Hello everyone, spinach juice millet porridge." β
The unknown crowd cradled and hugged their heads in disbelief: which fool hung a food label in the live broadcast room!! Come out and don't kill you! This Nima is a food variety show!!?
They are not the only ones who have already collapsed.
There is also Qunjie, Qunjie swears that he has been a chef for so many years, although he has not reached the level of a master, but he has more or less won awards.
He dabbled in one or two of the delicious dishes, cuisines, and flavors that were made from his hands, born, and developed, all kinds of dishes, all kinds of cuisines, and all kinds of flavors, and he thought that he was already a comprehensive recipe in his own shape.
After all, he was too young.
Qunjie held a tray, and in the tray were the three 'things' he had just made, he walked towards the camera, and all the staff of the program team stood behind the camera.
Qunjie stopped in front of the director, and his teeth chattered when he spoke: "Everyone, teachers, green, healthy and delicious breakfast, please enjoy it slowly." β
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Silence, deathly silence.
The camera is shaky.
In the corner of the picture, the director was in place, staring at the tray for a long time......
"What's the matter, Director, are you not satisfied with what you see?" The girl's lazy and sweet voice came from the mobile phone speakerphone, and she was slightly distressed:
"I'm sorry, director, we are not very good at cooking, not as good as the other two groups of guests, the first time we researched and formulated the menu, there is no bottom, so we can only take this opportunity to trouble the guests of group B to help us make it, please taste it first."
"After all, you also saw it yesterday, our Group A restaurant opened, and we sold small rice balls for a day, and we don't want to do this, no way, we are kitchen whites, we don't know anything and don't know anything."
"You are the program team, you must have some research and unique insights in this area, only if you approve it, we dare to sell it to customers."
"How's it going, have you tasted it?" The girl's sweet voice fell on the director's ears, like a talisman.
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Time goes back to the end of last night's settlement session.
Sheng Kite got up from the sofa, took out a piece of paper from somewhere, and handed it to the guests in Group B-