In Tao Xian's house in the capital, he stood up in a daze and stumbled downstairs, almost rolling, in search of water.
A few days ago, Zhang Xiaoai used participating in the final round of the Most Beautiful MasterChef 2 as bait to get Tao Xian to agree to introduce her to meet Zhu Fuji.
He thought it was over here, but he didn't expect it was just the beginning.
Zhang Xiaoai is able to get along well in China not only because she has a high status and a big brand, but also because she has a very strong team behind her, which responds to the different customs and characteristics of the East and the West.
For domestic customers, the person in charge of Zhang Xiaoai can describe it in one word: drinkable After just signing a contract, Tao Xian was forced to drink a whole bottle of aged Moutai.
He almost had stomach bleeding after drinking so much that he vomited and fell asleep.
More than a day had passed and he still had a splitting headache and a hangover.
In his daze, he seemed to have had many dreams, most of which were related to Su Ruotong.
He dreamed that they reconciled and got along as happily as before.
They went to various places and played happily.
Su Ruotong gave He made a lot of delicious food, and he also bought Su Ruotong various things she liked.
Rubbing his head that was about to burst in pain, Tao Xian drank a glass of water.
Suddenly, he felt something was wrong.
Why didn’t his cell phone ring even once this whole day and night?
Now is the important time when the finale of The Most Beautiful MasterChef 2 is about to be filmed.
The program team cannot do without him.
Except for those few hours in the middle of the night, the rest of the time, as long as others are not on site, the frequency of phone calls is basically one every half hour.
Because of this discovery, Tao Xian became anxious and immediately looked for his phone everywhere, finally finding it between the big bed and the bedside table in the upstairs bedroom.
The phone was out of power and turned off.
Tao Xian plugged it in and started charging.
After a while, he turned on his phone, and sure enough, many text messages and missed call reminders came through.
Tao Xian opened the call reminder and call history to see who would reply first, but was shocked to find that he made more than a dozen calls to Su Ruotong last night.
He suddenly felt panicked, and his heart seemed to be grabbed by someone, as if he had fallen from a height of thousands of miles.
He suddenly lost weight, and his whole body became extremely uncomfortable from the inside out.
But he really couldn't remember what he said when he called Su Ruotong, because he was too drunk.
After hesitating for a long time, Tao Xian was cruel and sent a text message to Su Ruotong: I was drunk last night.
I hope I didn't say anything too harsh to cause trouble to you.
After waiting for a long time, Tao Xian didn't get a reply.
At this time in Xinhai City, Su Ruotong was cooking with Lin Jing in the kitchen.
Her mobile phone was left upstairs and she didn't even know she had text messages.
Because Lin Jing is a novice in cooking and cannot even choose clean dishes, Su Ruotong can only teach her a few very simple pastries.
She only needs to strictly label the quality on the electronic scale and then follow the detailed steps step by step.
Basically, You can't go wrong with it.
Even if the taste is a bit off, it can still satisfy one's curiosity and desire for cooking.
What Lin Jing is making is a very simple basic muffin cup.
Just stir the batter casually, pour it into a paper cup, throw it into the oven with the temperature adjusted and wait for it to come out of the oven.
But she was still so excited that she stood in front of the oven holding asbestos gloves, staring at the timer as it slowly turned to zero.
"Su Ruotong, what should I do if it doesn't taste good?"
Through the glass box door, it was obvious that the muffins inside had begun to expand, bulging out of the cup and forming small mushroom heads.
Lin Jing began to worry.
"It's okay.
The food you make will taste delicious no matter how you eat it."
Su Ruotong said nonchalantly.
Moreover, the raw materials used in this muffin are all very good, and Su Ruotong has been watching from the side, so the steps and material ratio are correct, so the worst taste is about the same as that of the cake shop outside.
After finally waiting for the muffin to be baked, Lin Jing endured the heat and took a bite.
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It was so hot that she puffed on it, but a smile appeared on her face: "It tastes better than the ones bought at the cake shop in front of the school.
I It’s so talented.”
Su Ruotong didn't comment on Lin Jing's self-proclaimed behavior.
She took a taste because Lin Jing's batter was unevenly beaten, the tissue inside was unevenly distributed, and there were granulated sugar, which greatly affected the taste and made it taste very bad.
It's rough, but the top quality ingredients save the taste.
Lin Jing's level, if placed in Su's No. 2 store, she can't even do a job as a handyman, and she will definitely be scolded by Chef Charlie.
Lin Jing herself was so happy that she ate three in one go before stopping.
Because the texture of the muffin cake was relatively solid, Lin Jing was a little thirsty, so she took Su Ruotong out and gave the remaining cake to Wu's mother, and drank some tea to smoothen her esophagus.
Wu Ma took two bites of the cake made by Lin Jing, and couldn't help but praise: "It's delicious, better than those in cake shops outside.
I'm almost catching up with Chef Charlie."
I wonder if Chef Charlie will be angry after hearing this. die After quarreling for a long time, Lin Jing finally had enough.
Su Ruotong looked at the time and said, "Let's go upstairs.
It's time to read."
Even though the Chinese New Year is about to come, Su Ruotong has not missed her homework and has already begun to prepare for next semester's homework.
Lin Jing didn't have the habit of previewing, but being led by Su Ruotong, she read books every day.
She finally understood why Su Ruotong ranked first in the class every time he took the test.
She couldn't match his enthusiasm for studying.
Walking upstairs, Su Ruotong put the book on the table and was about to open it to the place where he last placed the bookmark.
Lin Jing suddenly called out: "Su Ruotong, the notification light on your phone is on.
Someone has sent you a message."
If Su Ruotong's enthusiasm for studying could not be compared to Lin Jing's, then Lin Jing's enthusiasm for playing could not be compared to Su Ruotong's.
Su Ruotong didn't even notice it, but Lin Jing noticed the message on Su Ruotong's phone first.
Su Ruotong's heart skipped a beat.
Last night when Zhou Ziwang was making trouble at home, her cell phone rang.
When Su Ruotong saw it, it was Tao Xian calling.
She quickly ran to the garden to answer the phone secretly.
Who knew that Tao Xian was drunk over there, talking nonsense, saying that he missed her, wanted to take her to play here and there, and begged her to go back with him. .
Su Ruotong felt very sad when she heard this, but she also understood that drunken words should not be taken seriously.
Tao Xian was too drunk.
He must not have known what he was doing.
Sometimes he would hang up immediately after saying a few words and call again.
Sometimes he would leave the phone open and remain silent on the other end. .
That night, Su Ruotong answered more than a dozen calls from Tao Xian.
She didn't know why Tao Xian drank like this, and she was worried about him, but now she no longer had the position or qualification to care about him.
Su Ruotong opened her phone, and there was a text message from Tao Xian: I was drunk last night, and I hope I didn't say anything too extreme to cause trouble to you.
She hesitated and replied to Tao Xian: It doesn't matter.
In Beijing, Tao Xian has already arrived at the program team.
Because all the people who opened the phone were people from the program team, and he answered them one by one, he might as well drive directly to the scene to solve those problems.
Tao Xian, wearing cool sunglasses, is now a devil-like presence on the set.
He didn't appear during the time when he was injured.
Although the filming speed of the show has increased, the quality has obviously declined.
After Tao Xian returned, he scolded everyone together and even recorded several episodes that had been recorded but not broadcast.
Make it again.
So even though everyone disliked him, they had no choice but to accept it.
They all cursed in their hearts and endured Tao Xian's pickiness and bad temper over and over again.
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Today, Tao Xian has a dark face as usual.
Although he is blocked by big sunglasses and cannot see his expression, his dark face like his dead parents and the corners of his mouth twisted downwards all show that today Tao Xian was in a bad mood and her air pressure was very low.
Everyone in the crew was silent, not daring to say a word.
They lowered their heads and went about their work, for fear of hitting the muzzle of a gun.
Just when Tao Xiancai and Director Meng had decided on the positions of several machines and a few simple points for the post-production process, and were preparing to meet with the photographer, his cell phone vibrated in his suit pocket.
Tao Xian reached out and took a look.
His hand stopped in mid-air and did not move for two or three seconds.
There were only three brief words on the screen, and a punctuation mark: It doesn't matter.
This is her usual style, simple and neat, tolerant and generous, and doesn't care about others.
A faint smile sneaked out from the depths of Tao Xian's heart, like an ivy in the spring.
It grew vigorously upwards along his chest, crawling rapidly, and soon appeared at the corners of his mouth and eyes. , dimples, extending to every part of his face and body.
It's great that she's willing to pay attention to him again Director Meng looked at Tao Xian, who suddenly had a gentle smile on his face like a lunatic, and shouted something bad in his heart.
You are not afraid of the owl hooting, but you are afraid of the owl laughing.
What the hell is Tao Xian laughing at all of a sudden?
What kind of evil idea is he having?
The baby doesn't need to be scared.
Tao Xian pretended to be nonchalant and put the phone in his pocket, but he felt as relaxed as if he was filled with hydrogen.
He wanted to fly into the sky immediately, and even walked a little unsteadily.
He showed Director Meng a smile that he couldn't hold back: "Let's go, Lao Meng, talk to the photographer."
He was so enthusiastic that it was as if the two of them met and smiled and forgot their grudges.
WTF, WTF, WTF Important things must be lamented three times.
Director Meng was almost frightened by Tao Xian's schizophrenia, and carefully followed Tao Xian to meet the photographer.
Not only Director Meng, but everyone was frightened by Tao Xian's warm smile and attitude.
Some people even feel that they have worked too much overtime recently and are hallucinating.
Tao Xian was smiling like this all afternoon, and even smiled back at the guy who came to deliver lunch boxes in the evening.
You know, what Tao Xian usually hates the most is the guy who delivers lunch boxes.
He would rather eat a few bites of the snacks he brought than take one bite of those box lunches.
This shocking discovery made some people feel relaxed, thinking that this was the best time to talk to Tao Xian.
While everyone was eating lunch boxes and Tao Xian was drinking water and eating bread, an assistant director sneaked up to Tao Xian and said, "Tao Xian, there are two things.
The first one and the last one.
For the first phase, we should invite all the previous finalists to warm up, right?
Secondly, when the last phase is being filmed, can the contestants’ relatives and friends come and visit like last year.”
Tao Xian suddenly remembered what happened to Su Ruotong and Su Changqing last year, and the smile on his lips became a little softer: "Yes" "Thank you, Pottery Director."
The assistant director made an OK gesture to the players who were waiting eagerly below
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