Jiang Haichao watched everyone chatting and joking in the group, and suddenly remembered Shu Angelai.

Since she knew that he was the author, she specially listed a recipe for him, and also helped him with soothing incense, and told him to stay up less late.

Jiang Haichao used to sleep a little unsteadily, but after he met Shu Ange in Yunsheng Village, his sleep quality improved significantly.

Thinking of this, he took out his mobile phone, took a picture of the recipe Shu Ange wrote to himself, and sent it to the chat group.

Ebbs and flows: "This is a recipe written by my neighbor to nourish the body and help with sleep." By the way, the neighbor also helped me mix the incense. ”

He took another photo of the incense burner and put it in the group.

Pointing to the spring and autumn: "So, it's really a big cub." I bet on the package ticket, the tide is tempting. ”

Moonlight Song: "This recipe looks interesting, I asked my aunt to help cook it, if it is useful, I will give back to the society in time." ”

Little Phoenix: "The local tyrant who invited the housekeeping aunt knelt down." ”

Su Mian: "@潮起潮落, the only big tyrant in the group is here today, has everyone canvassed for votes?" ”

The group chat was in full swing, and under the stimulation of the 60,000-word explosion, "Food Continent" not only received many rewards, but also stepped on the second place all the way.

A smile gradually appeared on Jiang Haichao's face, and his slender knuckles tapped lightly on the keyboard.

He opened the SG live APP and skillfully clicked on Shu Ange's avatar.

Her fans have grown a lot all of a sudden, from her early 10,000s to 40,000 or 50,000.

Could it be that Shu Ange will also buy fans? Jiang Haichao thought like this, his mood was a little weird, he clicked on it and took a look, and found that her new fans were all live fans.

It's not a bought fan, it's a normal increase in fans.

Jiang Haichao did not doubt Shu Ange's strength at all, which of the top chefs on the food list was good at cooking.

He jumped around on various interfaces, and finally found the reason for the explosion of Shu Ange's fans.

The small video of her participation in the "Qingxi City Chef God Competition" has been on the hot search list, and the number of retweets has exceeded 100,000.

The video only intercepted the clips of Shu Ange cooking, and countless shots flashed back, which showed her superb knife skills and ravines.

The barrage is very lively, as a big foodie country, every descendant of Yan and Huang has a love for food buried in their hearts.

"Well, ask me, why are you kneeling and looking at your phone!"

"Spicy phone, stewed charger, don't stop me, I want to eat enough!"

"This is a special effect, right, can a real knife worker be so powerful?"

In the video of the fire, in addition to following the trend and worshipping the voice, there are always some discordant remarks.

Jiang Haichao fought silently with Heizi for 500 rounds in his heart, and quietly liked the last video posted by Shu Ange.

During the competition in Qingxi City, her live broadcast account has been in a state of suspension, and some fans are screaming and begging her to come back and update.

Jiang Haichao closed the SG live APP, clicked on Weibo, and secretly searched for "Qingxi City Kitchen God Competition".

At the award ceremony, Shu Ange was slender and slender, his eyebrows and eyes were as calm as jade, standing with several chubby chefs, and his painting style was obviously inconsistent.

Her beauty, light as the wind, warm as jade, like a dragonfly sweeping across the heart lake of the river and sea tide.

So far, "Food Continent" has not set a heroine, just like several books before Jiang Haichao, dilute the emotional line and follow the flow of bloody struggle.

In the process of repeatedly watching Shu Ange's video, Jiang Haichao was touched, and in terms of conception, there was more inspiration, and the image of the heroine was much clearer.

After returning from Qingxi City, Shu Ange was ready to fight.

She has been in seclusion for so long, in order to return to Bazhen Tower with a new identity and get back everything that belongs to the original owner.

The food industry has risen again, and Bazhenlou has once again become the center of public opinion.

Mu Guangcheng took his wife and daughter to the hospital to visit Qi Zhiqin, the major shareholder of Bazhen Building, who was in a vegetative state, not long after the news came out.

Pang Yudie was disloyal and unfilial, and the news of drawing on fame and fortune came out.

Shu Ange won the championship in the "Qingxi City Chef God Competition", which touched some people's cheese and made those famous chefs lose face.

Under the fanning of the Mu family, she suddenly became the target of public criticism.

The food industry has a very bad evaluation of Shu Ange, and her fans have not been affected.

"The girl of the past, today won the championship".

"The major shareholder of Bazhenlou is unconscious, Pang Yudie is happy".

There have been a lot of reports on the Internet that are not conducive to Shu Ange, although the discussion is not high, but it has suppressed the fame she has just made.

Jiang Haichao, who paid close attention to Shu Ange's dynamics, followed these reports and finally knew Shu Ange's identity.

He didn't take the sarcastic and ridiculous news to heart, and he didn't think her previous obese appearance was ridiculous.

"I'll go, those people are sick in the head. There's a conspiracy to see how a girl like a bad old man could be so smart and smart. ”

Jiang Haichao held his chin in his hand and sorted out all the news he had read about Bazhen Tower.

"It's greasy, it's definitely greasy. put it in the online article, isn't this the unexpected death of the big boss, and the second boss set up a poisonous plan to frame the young master! ”

He slapped the table with righteous indignation, his eyes surging with flames.

I have to say that Jiang Haichao accidentally got the truth.

He didn't believe in the rumors on the Internet, he only believed in his own eyes, but saw the real truth through the illusion.

It stands to reason that the small waves in the food industry have limited impact on the Internet and will not spread too much.

However, after only two or three days, Shu Ange's live broadcast room was made into a miasma.

Jiang Haichao fought for votes at a critical moment, and he exploded to ask for votes. While paying close attention to Shu Ange's live broadcast account.

She has never taken the initiative to mention her identity and the troubles she encountered, and Jiang Haichao can only pretend not to know, and quietly help her maintain order in the live broadcast room as a fan.

At the beginning of night, Shu Ange opened the live broadcast room and brought a new dish to everyone.

"Autumn is strong, chrysanthemum crab fat is at the right time, today we are going to make a crab-related dish - chrysanthemum crab."

Shu Ange's tone is gentle, his movements are swift, and his every move is elegant and picturesque.

In the past, when the broadcast first started, there was only the sound of shouting "666" in the barrage, but today there are many discordant factors.

"Heheda, the anchor is really good Yaxing, my mother is lying in the hospital, ignoring it."

"Why don't you ignore it, I heard that all the money was used for liposuction and plastic surgery. Do you remember, the anchor only showed a pair of fat hands at the beginning. ”

"Hey, of course I remember, recently the anchor won the first prize in the Chef God Competition. I thought she was very powerful, but I didn't expect to be a plastic surgery monster. ”

Most of the barrage attacked Shu Ange, and some people posted the name of the post, asking everyone to search for her appearance before plastic surgery.

Shu Ange's expression was indifferent, not affected by the barrage at all, and he was serious about cooking on camera.

She can bear it, Jiang Haichao in front of the camera can't help it.

He ranked first in the fan list in the live broadcast room, was appointed as an administrator, and had the authority to ban the account.