Everyone in the studio was shocked.

Jian Shutong's pupils suddenly tightened. She turned her head stiffly to look at Wei Ran, unable to believe her ears.

"Master?" she repeated softly in disbelief.

Shi Qing'an's lips opened slightly, and he sat stiffly on the Qingluan chair dullly, feeling like he had become petrified, "Wei... Teacher Wei Ran just said, is the goddess his master?"

"Master, Master." Wei Ran's voice sounded, and he happily repeated the title three times.

He stood up and ran to Shi Qinglan, his eyes as clear as a spring were shining. The boy raised his clear face and looked at her with anticipation.

The little hand gently grabbed the corner of her clothes and carefully pulled it, "Master... are you right?"

Bo Yucheng's narrow eyes suddenly narrowed, and the dark ink pupils, which were as dark as vaguely painted, showed a cold light. He stared at the boy's hand holding the corner of the girl's clothes, and the jealousy in his heart was instantly knocked over.

Shi Qinglan noticed a trace of sinister chill...

She took a step to the side without a trace, and Wei Ran's hand holding the corner of her clothes immediately released. The boy lowered his eyes and looked at the empty fingers, his eyes drooping slightly, as if he was a little lonely.

"Did I admit my mistake?" He bit his cherry blossom-like lips lightly, feeling lost like a little boy who was abandoned.

Other staff in the studio also held their breath and looked at her, and their hearts were about to jump out as they waited for her answer!

Shi Qinglan pursed his red lips, and his delicate eyes were shimmering a little light. He clenched his empty fist against his lips a little uncomfortable, looked away and said, "That..."

"You are not allowed to deny it!" Wei Ran suddenly raised his eyes, "I must have admitted my mistake! You are my master!"

Shi Qinglan was speechless for a moment, but in fact she didn't want to deny it.

But the boy's white and tender cheeks bulged slightly, and his clear eyes were full of seriousness, "I've tasted them all!"

"Taste... Is it okay if I taste it?" Shi Qingan was still in a daze, his delicate eyes were a little hollow.

Jian Shutong frowned slightly and couldn't help but speak, "Teacher Wei Ran, maybe you admit it wrong? Miss Qingyue is the queen of the music industry and a big star who doesn't touch the spring water. How could she be the master who teaches you the cooking skills..."

"Besides, she is wearing a mask to cover her appearance, so it is normal if she is admitted to the wrong way. However, Teacher Wei Ran should have seen your master's appearance? Why not let Miss Qingyue take off her mask and see?"

Nan Xiyue immediately burst into thick and thick, "Damn (‵o′) convex!"

She glanced at Jian Shutong with great displeasure, rolled up her sleeves and wanted to beat someone up, "I believe this sister, I will pull her head off in a minute and wash the butter hot pot!"

"Calm down... calm down." The director immediately stood up and stopped her, and his forehead was filled with cold sweat.

He really didn't expect Jian Shutong to make these tricks.

Qingyue refused to reveal her face no matter what notice she received. Her mask is her characteristic and her last protective umbrella. This is something that everyone knows in the entire entertainment industry.

Very few people dare to touch Qingyue’s bottom line...

"I won't admit my mistake even if the master wears a mask."

Wei Ran frowned slightly, and he lowered his eyes and turned his fingers to analyze the reasons. "When my master made lotus crisps, he especially liked to add lotus petals to the lotus filling. Moreover, she used celadon plates and liked to embellish with lotus leaves! They all matched the numbers!"

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng looked down at the plate of lotus crisps in his hand.

Shi Qingan immediately turned his head and saw a clear layer of peach blossom crisp on a celadon plate and decorated with lotus leaves. As for what was in the filling, he would not be able to taste it...

"This may be a coincidence." Jian Shutong chuckled, "The state banquet emphasizes excellence, and people like me have been diligent for many years to realize that Miss Qingyue is in the entertainment industry every day..."

"He admitted his mistake." Shi Qinglan suddenly opened his red lips lightly.

Jian Shutong was analyzing slowly, not wanting Qingyue to steal her limelight, but unexpectedly, the other party suddenly said something like this, which made her look stunned and flashed.

Her tongue was almost knotted, "What, what?"

Shi Qinglan's slightly raised eyes with charming charm. She raised her jaw slightly and looked at Jian Shutong with red lips curled up, "Wei Ran is right."

Upon hearing this, stars suddenly lit up in Wei Ran's eyes.

He raised his clear cheeks and looked at the girl, and his sweet and soft dimples fell into his white cheeks, "It's really a master!"

He knew that his intuition must be correct!

The master personally taught her the skills of state banquet pastries for several years and gave him almost all his exclusive recipes, so he naturally knew the master's habits when making pastries.

Even without this celadon plate and lotus leaves...

He can taste it, and this is the taste of the master!

"Be good." Shi Qinglan's red lips bent slightly, and his eyes were smiling at the boy. He was about to raise his hand to rub his head habitually, but suddenly he felt a cold eyes falling.

The girl's hand froze in the air. She raised her eyes and saw Bo Yucheng squinting her eyes, so she immediately retracted her hand.

"So... So Miss Qingyue is really Teacher Wei Ran's master? The famous chef of the state banquet in the rumor?" The director looked at Shi Qinglan in shock.

Wei Ran's lips raised lightly, and he raised his face proudly, "Yes, this is something that the entire chef circle has long been recognized, and only my master deserves the title of the No. 1 Chef of the State Banquet in China!"

Upon hearing this, the staff of the program team opened their eyes in shock.

They looked at Qingyue stiffly. She was wearing a crimson Hanfu and was extremely charming, making Sheng Xue's skin delicate. The charming beauty was shimmering between her eyebrows and eyes, and her every frown and smile was coquettish and ignorant...

This is the glorious queen in the music industry!

Now, Wei Ran, a famous Chinese state banquet pastry chef, actually said that she is the number one state banquet chef in China and her master!

"Then Jian Shutong, the chef at the No. 1 state banquet in China..." The director cast a gaze at her in confusion.

Upon hearing this, Jian Shutong felt a little ashamed.

She clenched her fists tightly, her nails almost embedded in her palms, and her breathing became a little rapid due to tension. "Actually, I... were all nonsense among fans."

Jian Shutong raised an awkward and stiff smile.

She threw all the blame on her fans and refused to admit that this was a marketing method for establishing her own personality.

"Fans talk nonsense?" the director frowned tightly, "But when the program team invited you as the chef of China's No. 1 state banquet, Ms. Jian seemed to have not denied such an identity. Ms. Jian should know that the program team invited you because of this identity!"
Chapter completed!