Chapter 661

Chen Yuxin, looking down at the floor, is ashamed to death. Why is there no hole in the ground? I want to drill in.

She shamelessly raised her head and smiled at Tan Jiewen. She was about to talk.

The piano was over, and Xu Zhiming's voice sounded: "let's invite Chen Yuxin, the gold medal winner of the kitchen god competition, Yan xiankai, the silver medal winner, and Zhao Daquan, the bronze medal winner, to take the award."

Tan Jiewen, "Miss Chen, you go on stage to receive the award first. Wait a minute. I'll wait for you in the lounge on my right hand backstage."

Chen Yuxin nodded and walked onto the stage.

After the gold, silver and copper winners came to power.

Xu Zhiming: "let's invite the deputy director of Yuncheng TV station to present the bronze medal winner..."

"Let's invite the president of Yuncheng Food Association to present the silver medal winner“

"Finally, let's invite the gold medal winner of the last Kitchen God competition to present the award to the gold medal winner of this year“

There were cheers and whispers under the stage.

After the award ceremony, Xu Zhiming asked the seven contestants who did not win the prize to take a group photo on the stage, and then asked the backstage waiter to launch champagne to celebrate.

After the award presentation, Huang Yazhen quickly walked backstage.

Just now, when Tan Jiewen took a step to speak, she was just not far from her. She heard something behind that was waiting for Chen Yuxin in the lounge.

The second plan was given to her. She had been thinking about how to implement it, but she couldn't find a chance to start.

Now I know that Tan Wenjie is going to meet Chen Yuxin in the lounge. A ferocious smile appears on her lips. This is a once-in-a-lifetime good time.

Chen Yuxin, you can only blame yourself. If you don't pick so many men in the world, you come to compete with me for men, which makes me black and blue.

With three bottles of water in her hand, she walked into the lounge, looked very tired, and deliberately fell down on a chair.

Sitting down for a few seconds, he said to himself, "Oh, I'm so tired. I've been standing on the stage for hours. I'm tired and hungry."

Tan Jiewen, who was lowering his head to fight pesticides, raised his head and saw that it was the host of the kitchen god competition just now. He nodded politely to her and continued to lower his head to play pesticides.

Huang Yazhen saw Tan Jiewen raising her head, pretending to shine with her eyes. She said with an accident on her face, "God of songs, you're here!"

Tan Jiewen raised his head and said faintly, "wait for someone."

Huang Yazhen's face looked like a little fan sister, "singer, I'm your fan. I like listening to your songs best. Can you sign for me?"

Tan Jiewen paused and then said, "yes."

Huang Yazhen glanced around the lounge. There was a big smile on the table, but there was no paper and book.

She went to get the pen, looked at Tan Jiewen, and hung a flower crazy smile on her face. "There is no paper and book here. Can you help me write my name on the shoulder of my skirt?"

Tan Wenjie looked at her smiling face like a flower maniac and trembled a little. It's terrible to meet these idiot fans.

Afraid of returning, he stood up, walked to her, nodded, took the pen she handed over, "sign on that shoulder?"

"Sign your left shoulder!"

Tan Wenjie signed on her shoulder and gave her the pen back. He was most afraid of being with flower crazy fans. He was ready to leave.

Huang Yazhen reacted faster than him. "Song God, thank you for your signature. I won't bother you if you wait for your friends here."

Then she took a sip of the water she had just drunk, looked at the two bottles of water brought in on the table and handed it to the singer, "I just brought it in. You wait for your friends here and leave it to you."

He never drank the water provided by others outside. When she handed it over, he still reached out and said, "thank you!"