Chapter 100： Everyone has a chance

Lu Shifeng stood on the spot and didn't move.

The peasant couple was still hesitating whether to throw the picked up child back. Just as they were about to throw it away, there was a dull thunder in the sky.

got windy.

The sound of thunder may have awakened the sleeping child, and the sound of the child's cries pierced the tranquility of the path.

Sure enough, the farmer sighed first: "It's going to rain heavily. If you leave him here, this baby won't survive."

"What's this for us?" the woman said. "We didn't throw it away."

The farmer said, "Sorry, our baby is about to grow up now, so we treat it as a baby who has accumulated virtues, and my old Jane will be a good person again!"

The woman was originally unhappy, but when it came to accumulating virtue and doing good deeds, she hesitated, and finally gritted her teeth: "Sure, let's just call Jane Luo, but you can't eat for nothing, and when you grow up, let him help you do it. live."

The farmer hugged the child: "Go home. The sheep in our family just gave birth. Get some goat milk. Seeing the crying, she is probably hungry."

The woman curled her lips: "I'm going to you."

The two passed by Lu Shifeng so straightly. When passing by, the crying child seemed to see the Marshal standing on the dirt road. He stared at him with his black eyes open.

Lu Shifeng looked at him quietly.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and it was about to rain. He stood on this country road, but he was not affected by any, not even the corners of his clothes were blown by the wind.

Lu Shifeng looked at the back of the couple leaving, and lightly opened his thin lips: "Jian Luo."

…

"Wow!"

The cries of children came from the farmyard from time to time, and there were also scoldings from peasant women.

These sounds didn't stop until late at night, and the whole small family basically fell asleep. On a small kang, Jian Luo was placed on the edge. The child's face was white and tender, and he looked a little baby fat when he was a child. It's a little dirty, but it can be seen that it has not been cleaned properly.

Jian Luo, who was sleeping soundly, seemed to be able to sense that someone was looking at her. She was sleeping soundly when she suddenly opened her dark eyes.

Lu Shifeng stood by the bed and met Jian Luo's eyes. For a moment, he actually expected how such a young child would react to his arrival.

There was a moment of silence in the air.

quite a while-

A cry of "wow" shattered the silence of the night.

Lu Shifeng stood on the spot, and the military marshal was at a loss for the first time dealing with a swaddle baby. Lu Shifeng stretched out his hand and tentatively wanted to touch the child's face.

suddenly-

"boom!"

A tea jar smashed down from the bed: "Why are you crying, it's really annoying, bad luck, this dead child will not let people sleep?"

The vicious voice echoed in the room, and the thunder outside the window was a special occasion.

Lu Shifeng turned around and squinted his eyes. There was a dangerous aura in those blood-red eyes. This was the first time he had killed a fragile human being.

…

early in the morning

Jian Luo jumped up from the bed: "Ah, wake up!"

Usually, Lu Shifeng had already woken up at this time, but what he didn't expect was that the Marshal tonight was slowly awakening.

Lu Shifeng opened his eyes, sat up, was silent for a while, and never said a word.

Jian Luo, who was stretching beside him, saw that he didn't say a word, and felt a little strange: "What's the matter, you didn't sleep, okay?"

Lu Shifeng lifted his eyelids and glanced at him: "You slept well?"

Jian Luo scratched her head: "It's okay."

In fact, it wasn't too bad. Last night was a strange night. He not only dreamed of his own childhood, but also of the dragon clan, and some scenes of the dragon clan that he had never seen before. He also dreamed of a group of small dragons.

But these are always embarrassed to talk about in front of the Marshal, so Jian Luo simply praised the bed: "This bed is really good, it has the effect of boosting the fun, I didn't wake up very much last night, if I change it to the previous one , you will definitely get cramps all the time."

Lu Shifeng retracted his gaze and said softly, "Well."

Jian Luo felt that something was wrong with him. After getting along for so long, he still had the ability to observe the situation, so he asked, "What's the matter? You didn't sleep well last night?"

Lu Shifeng stood up abruptly: "Very good."

"…"

Jian Luo sat on the bed and watched the movements of the Marshal. He put on a straight and somewhat strange and cold military uniform. The handsome face was unsmiling, the corners of his lips were pursed, and his eyes never looked over from the beginning to the end. There seems to be some kind of alienation in them.

Just—weird.

After Lu Shifeng put on his clothes, he glanced at Jian Luo: "I have something to do today, and I will leave Secretary Jin to accompany you."

Jian Luo smiled brightly: "Okay."

"You..." Lu Shifeng looked at Jian Luo's innocent eyes, and met those dark eyes from last night in a trance, but the child's eyes were always full of sadness and kept crying. It was as if there were endless grievances and sufferings.

Inexplicably, Lu Shifeng opened his mouth and said, "Will you be bored, or I should hurry up..."

Jian Luo simply said, "No way!"

The word "come back" was stuck in his throat by the marshal.

Jian Luo still doesn't know whether to live or die: "I have arrangements with the three elves you gave me today, and I'm going to try it out today. You can rest assured that I won't be bored."

He is such an understanding angel!

It never brings trouble and trouble to people!

Because he is so caring and thoughtful, are you very moved, Mr. Marshal?

Lu Shifeng smiled and said, "Have fun."

Jian Luo originally wanted to wait for two compliments, but he never expected that Lu Shifeng would just ignore it like that. Forget it, maybe he was in a bad mood and couldn't care too much about the big boss!

…

In the morning, Jian Luo personally cooked the meal.

It's been a long time since he ate steamed buns, so he prepared to steam them himself. Fortunately, steamed buns generally don't need too many ingredients, just a waste of time.

For this reason, he specially opened the live broadcast.

With the "drip" of the small ball, Jian Luo greeted the audience: "Hi everyone, I'm Jian Luo, let's make breakfast today."

There is always a group of audiences waiting, rain or shine:

"First."

"Catch up."

"Wow, anchor, is your belly a little bigger?"

After promising that the little emperor would come to broadcast some content every day, Jian Luo would not always shy away from this topic, and would chat with other people about cubs when he had nothing to do, he said, "It is true that he has grown up. It has been about ten months, and the morning sickness has improved a lot, mainly because it is not easy to move, and it is not easy to turn over when sleeping, and then the legs tend to cramp."

Regarding his hard work, Jian Luo has never been afraid or shy, and he feels that it is completely unnecessary to pretend to be strong, so he just tells the truth.

The audience was also very sad:

"The anchor needs to take good care of his body!"

"There must be more than one."

"Ah, ah, hold on, it'll be good to be born in a few months."

"About a few months to be born?"

The enthusiasm of the people was unprecedentedly high, almost as if they had forgotten that Jian Luo had to make buns, and Jian Luo naturally wouldn't let them really forget, and began to put their attention back on the chopping board.

Secretary Kim is helping him chop the mincemeat.

Not far away, the three elves are preparing to make the fruit stuffing of dried elves. Thinking that they were once famous dancers in the country of elves. No one admired or respected them. Since they followed Jane, they have become companions. Playing mahjong tools, kitchen assistants, and starting a fat house life of eating, drinking, and having fun, it is simply unlimited happiness.

Jian Luo first taught the kneading: "I've told you this many times. When kneading noodles, you must pay attention to the amount of water. This noodle is very sticky. If you mind, you must wear gloves."

The audience felt the sticky touch through holography again:

"I failed the last time I did it."

"Sticky."

"I've never had anything to do with pasta in my life."

Jian Luo smiled, his hands and feet began to knead the dough swiftly and neatly, kneading the dough up and down with both hands, very deftly, in the end there was only that lump of dough left: "Okay, let's cover it up and send it for a while. ."

The audience is also immersed in this acrobatic performance.

Jian Luo started to prepare gnocchi soup to accompany the steamed buns to eat, which was quicker: "The noodles in gnocchi soup don't need to be laborious, just knead it with Jian Nan, and then pull it into small pieces and put it in the pot. ."

There was still boiling water in the pot.

After opening it, there is still a burst of heat. Jian Luo likes to put some tomatoes, and then crack an egg. If you can sprinkle some chopped green onion, it will be very delicious. Now that the conditions are not enough, the chopped green onion is temporarily omitted.

Viewers were also curious:

"Can you still eat noodles like this?"

"It's amazing, but it smells so good, hehe."

"Yes, it's super fragrant!"

Jian Luo's cooking has his own rhythm. He will chat with others while cleaning up the table. The content of the chat is relatively daily, but it will make people feel very lifelike.

he will say

"The weather is cold, so I'll have a hot pot at night. Go to the ingredients store to see what dishes you like to eat."

"Recently, it seems that moonlight's pastries are 50% off. Would you like to buy some?"

"The parfait I ate in the morning seemed a little salty. Would you like to make some more next time?"

"I heard it's going to rain today, do you want to wear more clothes?"

Dark star people lack feelings, lack of social maintenance, and rarely have family members. When they work, they usually talk about business affairs. When they go home, there are only cold robots, and few people will whisper in their ears.

Busy life will make people formatted, and at this time, a small talk in the ear will often have an unexpected result, it is precisely because Jian Luo is too unpretentious, and has no deliberate purpose and proximity, which makes it more It will make people feel at ease and watch live broadcasts as entertainment and pastime.

"Am I the only one who uses his live room as the background sound?"

"Me too, even if I don't watch the live broadcast when I'm at home, I have to put it on."

"Yeah, it doesn't seem so lonely that way."

"I thought it was just me!"

While everyone was chatting, the gnocchi soup was ready, and it was fragrant, but it was a little hot and it took a while to cool.

Just as the face was almost done, Jian Luo started to demonstrate how to make steamed buns. In order to improve efficiency, he also called on the elves and secretary Jin together: "It's actually very simple, wrap the stuffing in this skin, and then Wrap it up like that."

His approach is natural and seemingly effortless.

Secretary Jin: "I understand."

She followed along, but after kneading for a long time, the buns that came out were terrible, not only the mouth cracked, but even the dough seemed to be a little stretched.

Jian Luo smirked.

The two elves next to them learned a little faster, and they rubbed them together quickly. Although the elves didn't speak, their slender hands and pleasant voices were all exquisite and beautiful.

"Is it an elves?"

"Wow so beautiful."

"Where are you, anchor!"

Jian Luo didn't reply to them about the elves. When it was his turn to pack the elf fruit, he said, "This is a special product of the elves world. It's very delicious, and it's full of aura, and it can effectively boost your mood."

The elf fruit is sweet and sour before being steamed and dried, and it is also delicious as a fruit. Jian Luo took a bite and said to the camera, "You can also taste it."

Many people who opened the hologram were also fed a mouthful.

Some of the sweet and sour tastes really shine, especially after eating the fruit, you can obviously feel the relaxation of the body, and the fatigue of the whole person is much less, which can be said to be very comfortable.

"This fruit is good."

"But the shelf life of pixie fruit is very short."

"Yes, it is rarely seen in other stars in the universe, because it is easy to break and it is not easy to store."

Jian Luo wrapped the fruit and said, "They have a lot of dried elf fruit. You can taste the dried fruit later. If you need it, I will consider putting it on the shelves."

Before negotiating business with the boss, he wanted to come up with data to convince Nie Yan. It was the same as bidding. He had to have enough data support and ability to negotiate a price with others. Not very different.

After the buns were almost finished, he arranged to put the steamer on the steamer. Because it takes some time to steam the buns, Jian Luo suggested, "Come and play mahjong?"

Secretary Jin: "Yes!"

The three elves also had no opinion at all, and the group gathered at the table to start shuffling the cards, and soon became immersed in it:

"Who was the last time you messed up?"

"I don't care about the first one anyway."

Four people were sitting on the table, Jane fell to the side to watch the battle, and from time to time she would shoot: "This, this, this, hey, Lao Qian."

Playing mahjong is so fascinated that you almost forget the existence of the audience.

The audience didn't know how to play at first, and even felt a little strange, but after watching a few games slowly, smart people have figured out how to play:

"Fog grass, I want to have one too."

"Aren't you a food anchor, why did you become a game anchor?"

"The buns are delicious."

The buns were almost steamed, and the aroma wafted out. Jian Luo took the buns out and shared them with Secretary Jin and his party: "Try it, is it delicious?"

Secretary Jin took a bite of the meat buns, the buns were soft in the mouth, the meat was completely delicious and soft to the surface, and the fragrant and soft bite made one want to take a bite.

The elves can't eat meat, so they eat elves fruit buns.

Jian Luo took two bites of each, and then ate them with the nugget soup: "I order pickles at night, and my pickled radishes should be ready. It's delicious with the soup."

The audience also ate, and burst into tears:

"tasty."

"This soup is delicious, I want to buy noodles."

“The buns are delicious!”

"This elf fruit bun is also delicious. The taste has not changed at all, but it is softer and sweeter."

"Get on the dried fruit!"

The entire live broadcast went very smoothly. After thinking about it, Jian Luo still initiated a vote on his own star website page, and roughly counted the list of dried fruit of the Willing Spirit. If there are more people in need, he will consider this business.

Because he just went off the air, most people can see his homepage and news. Those who have eaten the elf fruit buns are very positive, and almost all of them agree.

In the evening, Jian Luo looked at the data: "About 5 million people ordered it."

On the sofa not far away, Lu Shifeng was reading a book.

Jian Luo sighed: "But there are more than 50 million copies. If five million people want it, I'm afraid it won't cost enough to transport it once. There will be after-sales in the later stage. Is this dried fruit really nothing? market?"

Seeing him sighing for a long time, Lu Shifeng said slowly: "Change your thinking."

"What idea?"

"The effect is not achieved."

Jane dropped a question mark: "What, what?"

Lu Shifeng clicked on the information terminal, he operated on the light screen a few times, and then said to Jian Luo, "Like this."

After realizing it, Jian Luo also turned on the light screen, clicked on Xingwang, and saw the latest message: [Lu Shifeng retweeted your Xingbo. 】

As a small anchor, Jian Luo has nearly 7.8 million fans, which is only because he broadcasts live broadcasts almost every day and engages in various activities.

And Lu Shifeng, a person who almost never blogs, has more than 95 million fans, and even has a support club in the universe?

?

Jane fell dumbfounded.

Sure enough, the effect of his Weibo post and that of the Marshal are completely different. In just a few minutes, the number of likes has exceeded one million, which is called the speed of a rocket. At the same time, the following commentary style It's also starting to get weird:

"He didn't tweet for ten years, and he tweeted to advertise?"

"Is this his boyfriend, or his wife?"

"It's my wife, she's pregnant with a child."

Originally, no one paid attention to this matter, but when someone asked, it was natural that someone would go to the bottom of it, and then found that Jian Luo and Lu Shifeng had not obtained the certificate, and even, neither of them had officially recognized each other's identities, of course. Now, no one despised Jian Luo because of this. After all, this human being has worked hard and made great achievements, and it has also nurtured their global hope.

But everyone is more curious: what is the relationship between these two people?

"Aren't they a couple?"

"That's really great, I have a chance too?"

"Really, after Luoluosheng, I can also pursue him?"

"I really like him so much, and he can cook a lot. He is my ideal spouse!"