"Yes, and our president wants me to perform in the penultimate finale."

Han Xueqing was a little unconfident, and he also wanted to show that he was very valued and excellent in front of Ye Mo.

"Zhao Haoran, that guy?"

The beautiful senior sister in Ye Mo's imagination was replaced by Zhao Hao, and then he suddenly felt quite bored.

He put the cucumber and meat in the freshness layer of the refrigerator, closed the refrigerator door, turned around and walked to his bedroom, and said:

"I don't paint in the afternoon, but I usually get more inspired in the morning and evening."

"But Zhao Haoran's guy is a guy who can't walk when he sees a beautiful woman, if it's not the type you like, you have to be careful when you contact him in the future!"

Listening to Ye Mo's tone, it seems that he is evaluating an old friend who is very familiar.

Because Han Xueqing felt that although he used an adjective that was not a good one, such as "goods", there was obviously more ridicule than disgust in his tone.

"But in the past ten days, I have never seen him look for President Zhao once in the club."

Before Han Xueqing could think deeply, Ye Mo had already walked into his room and closed the bedroom door.

He locked it for the first time after entering the door, then found the headphones and connected them to his phone.

Download a gourmet app and start searching for steps to make pâté.

Ingredients: 200g of pork filling, 20g of miso or bean paste.

Accessories: 1 small section of green onion, 1 small slice of ginger, 1 clove of garlic, a small spoon of sugar, an appropriate amount of cooking wine, and a small half bowl of water for later use.

For the amount of adjectives such as small paragraphs, small slices, suitable, and a little, it used to be a nightmare for countless novices who wanted to learn cooking.

Fortunately, now that we have entered the era of video teaching, Ye Mo only needs to watch the video demonstration of a real person making home-cooked meat sauce!

Chopping meat sauce and stir-frying repeatedly are not a problem for Ye Mo.

However, in terms of knife skills in chopping green onions, he felt that he was no better than Han Xueqing.

He didn't want to lose face in front of Han Xueqing in this regard, so after repeatedly familiarizing himself with the steps of making meat sauce, he watched the demonstration of teaching a novice to cut green onions a few more times on the app.

Although he hasn't cut chopped green onions for a long time, he feels that it's not a big problem after watching it carefully a few times!

Finally, there is the video on how to make hand-rolled dough.

Although he had seen his dad do it countless times before college, he still spent a lot of time on it just to be on the safe side.

After all, Han Xueqing's cooking skills in the morning were very good, especially making noodles should be easier, and he didn't want to lose to her in the evening.

Before cutting the noodles, you need to add a little water to the flour to make it flocculent, then knead it into a dough, cover it with plastic wrap and wait for half an hour.

So if he eats at five o'clock in the evening, and makes the meat sauce, he needs to prepare it at four o'clock at the latest.

Call~

After watching all the videos, Ye Mo found that his palms were slightly sweaty.

"I haven't cooked in a long time."

"Even if I can do well then, I don't have enough confidence now!"

At this time, in Han Xueqing's room.

After practicing the repertoire to be performed tomorrow night a few times, Ye Mo's previous words about President Zhao have been lingering in her mind.

"What does he mean by acquiescing that I'm a beauty?"

"It seems that although he is not in love at school, his aesthetics for girls are relatively normal!"

The naturally occurring feeling of "Meizizi" has been distracting Han Xueqing's concentration in playing and singing.

"That laughter reminds me of my flowers.

Quietly open for me in every corner of my life. ”

She even began to fantasize that she would play and sing on stage tomorrow night, and Ye Mo would sit in the first row, looking at him affectionately!

"Oh, no!"

"What the hell is wrong with me?"

"I didn't start liking him in such a short period of time!"

The picture in her fantasy changed to when Ye Mo opened the door in the morning, she saw him sleepy-eyed, just wearing pajamas, and his hair was still a little unkempt.

That's so natural, additive-free handsome!

Both cheeks were hot at the same time, so Han Xueqing, who had to put down the guitar and hold it with his hands, had only one thought in his heart at this time:

"If only he could actually sit in the front row tomorrow night and watch me perform!"

"If he is very familiar with President Zhao, it is not impossible to achieve it!"

The minutes passed quickly.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, Han Xueqing, who had re-stabilized his mind and practiced the guitar for a while, heard the door of Ye Mo's bedroom open, and then the sound of people walking around in the living room.

The house faces north and south, with three of the four rooms on the east side.

The other room on the west side is on the side of the kitchen and large bathroom.

And Ye Mo's room is on the southernmost side of the east side, so that his room can have two windows on the south side and the east side.

Next to Ye Mo's room is the marshmallow's cat litter room, and further north is Han Xueqing's new room.

Correspondingly, the room is designed with two windows, east and north, with simple beige curtains hanging from them.

After all, Ye Mo had always lived alone in this house before, and this room had basic furniture such as a double bed and bed curtains, or because it was originally a guest room where Ye Mo's father and mother occasionally came to stay.

As for the one on the west side, when Ye Mo's mother introduced her in the morning, she told her that Ye Mo usually used it to put some sundries.

Han Xueqing heard the sound of Ye Mo walking and seemed to be heading towards the kitchen, and she felt that she had almost practiced it, so she immediately put away the guitar, got up and opened the door of the room.

She was eager to see the whole process of Ye Mo making noodles and fried sauce.

However, Ye Mo, who had just scooped out the flour from the noodle bag, suddenly felt his body tense after seeing Han Xueqing coming over.

It's like answering the exam paper, but the monitoring teacher walks to the side to look at it, and the feeling of not leaving!

"You're done? Feel fine! He didn't want to chase people too obviously, but he still expected the other party to say "not yet", "take a break less, and continue to practice" and something like that.

But Han Xueqing nodded very easily.

"After practice, as long as I try a few more times when I go to the rehearsal tomorrow afternoon, it should be no problem!"

"Is there still a rehearsal?" Ye Mo remembered that his senior sister at that time had said to herself: "It's okay, you are busy with you in the afternoon, as long as you arrive before the party starts." ”

"That's right! President Zhao told me that although the party didn't start until 6 p.m., all the actors had to go to rehearsal after 1 p.m. ”

Han Xueqing's tone was grateful: "But because I am the finale, the president said that I only need to arrive at five o'clock!" ”

"That's it!" Ye Mo, who began to add pure water to the flour little by little, did not continue to say anything on this topic.

The chopsticks in his hand kept stirring in the basin, but he had the feeling of watching his mother make pimple soup when he was a child.