Shi Qinglan raised the corner of his eyes lazily with a slight expression.

At the same time, the eyes of the studio were all focused on her, and even the director suddenly held his breath and looked at her. There was no such cue in the script he gave to Jian Shutong!

"Don't Miss Qingyue understands cooking skills?" Jian Shutong raised her lips and looked at her with a little confidence in her smile.

She didn't know whether Qingyue knew cooking skills.

But even if she really knows how to cook a few dishes, she will never be as good as her in the field of food for several years. Therefore, no matter whether Qingyue can cook or not, she will inevitably be slapped in the face!

"Goddess, if you don't understand cooking skills, just turn it off. There is no such point in the recording process." Shi Qingan turned his head slightly, and he crossed Bo Yucheng to remind the girl with a soft voice.

Upon hearing this, Bo Yucheng raised his eyebrows lightly.

His fingers with distinct joints were placed on the green phoenix peony chair, and he tapped them casually, but a faint smile flashed through his eyes.

Everyone was waiting for Shi Qinglan's answer, but saw the girl's red lips bent slightly, "I really understand a little bit of cooking skills."

Shi Qingan looked at the girl in surprise.

Shi Qinglan stood up gracefully, and her light big sleeve shirt naturally hangs down. She picked up the complicated skirt and walked towards the stage. When she swayed gently, her posture was like the queen of the mother's world.

Standing in the middle of the stage, the girl slowly turned around and looked back with a red lips and smiled, "Ms. Jian really wants me to show it?"

Jian Shutong didn't expect that she would agree so simply.

She was stunned for a moment, her lips pursed, "Of course, if fans could see Miss Qingyue cook in person to serve a state banquet dish for everyone, they would probably be so excited, right? And it is more meaningful in promoting Chinese food culture, right?"

Shi Qinglan's smile on the corner of his lips became deeper and deeper.

Her eyes drooped slightly, and she casually picked up a kitchen knife on the kitchen counter, and the slightly deep smile made her feel inexplicably cool.

"Okay." Shi Qinglan opened his red lips lightly, "Although I haven't met a state banquet for many years, it may be a bit hand-made, but it should be a good idea to show the simple pastry, how about lotus crisps?"

Jian Shutong's pupils suddenly shrank.

She thought Shi Qinglan would show ordinary home-cooked dishes, but she didn't expect that she chose the lotus crispy with extremely complex craftsmanship.

"Miss Qingyue is sure?" Jian Shutong smiled. "Lotus crisps are very difficult and require very fine craftsmanship. Even experienced pastry chefs are prone to failure."

Shi Qinglan slowly put down the kitchen knife and said, "Confirm."

As she finished speaking, she looked at Jian Shutong with a clever smile, with a smile on her face, which was quite provocative.

"Okay." Jian Shutong shrugged his shoulders lightly, "But... I remember that Teacher Wei Ran seems to be a professional pastry chef, and his master is even more famous. I just want to remind Miss Qingyue not to show her timidity in front of the experts."

Shi Qinglan lowered his eyes and chuckled, "Miss Jian is too worried."

She happened to be the famous master in Jian Shutong's mouth, and her only worry was not that she showed her fear, but that it would be difficult for Wei Ran to taste her.

"Since that's the case, let's hand over the stage to Miss Qingyue." The host followed the process in a daze.

But as soon as she finished speaking, she felt something was wrong. Her book clearly did not have this process, so why did she suddenly go off the wrong way!

"Miss Qingyue, please." Jian Shutong smiled faintly.

She turned around and left and returned to the Qingluan Peony Chair, but still didn't believe Shi Qinglan could make a good lotus crispy lotus. You should know that the pastries in the imperial court not only have high requirements for taste and taste, but also have to bring people visual enjoyment...

It’s fine for other pastries, but lotus crisps are really difficult, and even she can’t guarantee success when she displays it on the spot.

"This..." The director sat in front of the monitor and was stunned.

A director came to see him in a panic, "Director, what should I do? I really want Miss Qingyue to show her cooking skills?"

The director stared at the monitor hesitantly and didn't know what to say.

At this moment, Nan Xiyue was also stunned. She raised her hand to her brow bone, "He meowed..."

She really didn't expect Shi Qinglan would cause such trouble to her.

"Miss Nan, Qingyue..." The director turned his eyes to Nan Xiyue and asked tentatively, "I really understand the state banquet?"

"She knows nothing about the state banquet." Nan Xiyue wrapped her arms around her chest, "I have never heard of her cooking! I haven't even seen her serve instant noodles, so why are you with me?

She now wants to hold the lotus leaf on this woman's face.

Upon hearing this, the director [Tianlai Novel     www.23txt.info] and the directors all showed solemn expressions.

"If Miss Qingyue doesn't do well, it's fine. At worst, she can let the post-production editing process, but if she really hasn't cooked before, what if the studio explodes..."

"She is a well-deserved goddess in the music industry! She will not be ruined by our program team in this life, right?"

"But why did Miss Qingyue agree to Jian Shutong!"

The directors discussed in a low voice, all of whom were overwhelmed by the fact that Shi Qinglan wanted to show his cooking skills.

"Don't make noise." The director shouted in a low voice, "First prepare ingredients for Miss Qingyue, and let the fire department prepare for emergency treatment. Let's take a step-by-step look at other things."

As long as you don't blow up the studio, you'll be fine.

An international big name like Qingyue cannot collapse, and face must be kept. If there are any mistakes in her cooking process, the program team will definitely cut it off, otherwise there will be no way to explain to her agent and company...

The director looked at Nan Xiyue, "Miss Nan, don't worry, if there is really any accident, the program team will definitely strictly block today's news, and fans will not know that she was bombing the studio."

The serious appearance seemed to Qingyue had already exploded.

Nan Xiyue's forehead was jumping, she raised her hand and rubbed her temples, closed her eyes to rest, "That's all."

The program team quickly helped Shi Qinglan prepare the ingredients and the recording continued, and all departments were in place.

Shi Qinglan took off his big sleeve shirt, raised his hand and took off a few stairs tassels. He only wore the bright red waist-length skirt, and left a few elegant red hairpins on his temples, which made it easier for her to show her cooking skills.

"Does Miss Qingyue need help with the chef?" A deep voice suddenly rang out, and Bo Yucheng stood up slowly.

He stepped out his slender legs and walked to Shi Qinglan's side, with a strong possessive aura around him, "I recommend myself?"

Hearing this, Shi Qinglan's eyes leaped down fiercely.

She remembered the messy kitchen of Qinglan Water Pavilion. When she was about to refuse the man, she saw Shi Qingan also strode over, "I am willing to be a kitchen helper for Miss Qingyue."

Shi Qinglan: "..." The head hurts even more...
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