Chapter 6：

In order to arouse the curiosity of netizens, the program group of "Wonderful Food" kept confidential the guest lineup until the day of recording. It was not until the live broadcast room was opened that netizens finally saw the true colors of the guests.

[No, the woman at the end is not Tang Pupu, right? 】

[It’s her, the show crew is a lot of cheap, please don’t ask Tang Qiaoqiao, Ben Shen Liangfan doesn’t want to watch it for a moment] [Zhou Meng and Hu Miao knew that they would participate, where did Tang Pupu come out? ，Please ask her to buy a piece of barbecued pork] [Fuck, back to the gold master is good for life]

[The power of capital is really terrifying, I sent her a sentence: He is condemned by the gods for forceful support! ! 】【Don’t want to see Tang Qiaoqiao, just ignore her, focus on the big handsome guy and the beautiful girl, isn’t it okay to send a chicken called Zhou Meng for Zhou Damei】【Tang Pupu seems to have changed his style, used to be glamorous and cheap, but now he is pure and cute It’s a route] [It’s useless to change any style, I hate it when I look at it]

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The guests can't see the noise in the live room, they are grouping.

The director announced that everyone was free to form a team. Zhou Meng and Hu Miao immediately stood together in a tacit understanding. They were already filming TV series together. The combined show can also promote a wave of new dramas, which can do two things with one stone.

Wang Qiang is an old man, and he smiles ridiculously.

"Xiao Ke, why don't we have a companion? I played your father in the upper part anyway, and they all said they were going to be a father and daughter soldier."

Xiao Ke's mouth was sweet: "Then it depends on the old man to cover me."

The two teams have been formed, Wei Yiqi hesitated a few times, and smashed to Tang Qiaoqiao's side.

"Sister Qiao Qiao, it seems we are in the first team."

Tang Qiaoqiao nodded, she didn't care who teamed up with. It's just that she looked up and down Wei Yiqi, stayed for a few seconds in his smooth bangs, and met his sparkling deer eyes.

"Are you an adult?"

Wei Yiqi straightened his chest: "I have been 19 years and 35 days."

Tang Qiaoqiao was dubious, he was too green.

"It's illegal to hire child labor."

"I didn't lie to you, I can show you the ID card, oh no, the ID card is not on me." Wei Yiqi touched his pocket and felt a little anxious. "I swear that I am eighteen, if I lie I will eat instant noodles without seasoning packets."

Wei Yiqi's wet eyes reminded her of a puppy that used to go to the kitchen to steal food. I don't know which Taoist raised him, the eager and anxious eyes that lie in front of the food are exactly the same as he is now.

Tang Qiaoqiao smiled: "I believe you, but my reputation on the Internet is not very good."

Such an innocent boy, but other people's family is depraved.

Wei Yiqi scratched his forehead: "It doesn't matter, I am also a silly coffee." He has been a trainee for almost two years, and his popularity in the group is the target of poverty alleviation.

He took out his phone and opened the Weibo page: "I can prove this. Look at the number of my fans."

Tang Qiaoqiao explored his head and looked at it, exclaiming: "One hundred million, five digits."

The trust between people is ten times that of hers.

Tang Qiaoqiao immediately opened his Weibo page and raised the four-digit number of fans in front of him.

Wei Yiqi comforted her: "In fact, all of my fans are bought by the company, they are fake."

Tang Qiaoqiao: "At least you still have live fan reviews. Mine are all zombie fans and black fans. There are also film sellers in the reviews."

It's really a failure for a female star to mix up to this point.

Wei Yiqi didn't know what to say for a while. It was the first time that he met an artist who was more muddled than him. He turned his head and said, "Don't be discouraged. Let's try to reach five figures after the show is broadcast."

Tang Qiaoqiao thought for a while and squeezed the powder fist: "It's reasonable."

Studio

[We Qiqi is too pitiful, my mother forbids you to say that you are a messy coffee] [Qiqi boldly rush, don’t bully the young and poor]

[Tang Qiaoqiao and Wei Yiqi, what kind of elementary school chicken combination, I am almost laughing to death, is it really okay for the two of them to team up] [Who is worse than the five-figure and four-figure fans, I am so sad that I am so muddled Now, the mourning agency will die if you buy more fans] [Wei Yiqi’s fans, be careful, Tang Qiaoqiao is going to rub the heat of your idols] [Half a catty, rub your ass]

[Is there any suspense in such a group, Zhou Meng and Hu Miao’s group is so popular, and fans buy boiled water, believe it or not]...

The director clapped his hands: "After dividing into groups, we have started to draw lots to select regions. Who do you send to draw?"

Wang Qiang suggested: "Ladies first, anyway, there are girls in each group."

Everyone had no opinion, so Zhou Meng, Xiao Ke and Tang Qiaoqiao went forward to draw lots together.

Xiao Ke jumped up with joy when he saw the lottery: "I'm getting a mid-to-high-end draw."

Zhou Meng looked at the mid-range lottery, smiled slightly, and looked confident. She glanced at Tang Qiaoqiao next to her, and there was no doubt that the worst gear fell into her hands.

Ha, there is a good show to watch now.

Tang Qiaoqiao handed the sign to Wei Yiqi, and blinked a little embarrassed: "It's all because of my luck."

Wei Yiqi: "Sister Qiao Qiao, it's okay. I'm a man, I can do more."

After drawing lots, everyone went to take a look at the districts they had drawn. Said it is a restaurant, in fact, it is more like a food stall, each area is set up on the street, which is convenient for buying and selling.

They first passed through the high-end area, which was completely the most modern restaurant kitchen, with plenty of space, bright and shiny, and everything from ovens, mixers, noodle presses, electric baking pans, pasta cookers, coffee machines, etc.

Then there is the mid-range area, which is slightly smaller than the high-end area, and has less equipment, but the basic equipment is complete.

Finally they came to the low-end area, everyone was dumbfounded.

If the first two are standard for petty-bourgeois restaurants, then this is the configuration of street vendors, and it is the simplest kind.

There are only two iron pots, and a large pan. There are about two people in it. When there are too many people, they can’t turn around.

Wang Qiang couldn't bear it. He stood at the door and said, "Xiaowei, if you need something, go and get it from me, don't be embarrassed."

"Thank you, Teacher Wang." Wei Yiqi thanked him obediently.

Tang Qiaoqiao circled the kitchen, and he had an idea in his heart.

Zhou Meng put his arms around his chest: "I don't think it's that bad. Cooking a meal shouldn't be a problem."

"Make do it." Tang Qiaoqiao frowned, realizing that Zhou Meng seemed to be hostile to her.

Zhou Meng snorted softly and hit the swollen face to fill the fat man.

At this time, Shen's villa.

Mother Wang brought the dinner plate to Shen Yue, but she didn't have the ability to ask him to go downstairs.

"Sir, this wonton was made by the lady herself when she got up at six o'clock in the morning, and the side dishes and soup base in it were also made by the lady in advance."

Shen Yue looked at the chicken soup wonton in front of him, his eyes were dark and unclear, he thought she was just talking.

Wontons are small and exquisite, and the pink meat can be clearly seen through the thin dough. The black seaweed and the yellow-orange egg shreds complement each other, and the emerald green onion floats and sinks with the oil blossoms.

The small wontons are one bite at a time, the entrance is smooth and tender, and there is soup inside, half a bowl of soup, sweat on the forehead, and the bottom of my heart is also hot.

Madam Wang admired Tang Qiaoqiao more and more: "Madam’s show today is live, and I’ll go cheer for Madam later."

Shen Yue seemed to say disdainfully: "What kind of decent show can she receive for an infamous female star?"

"I heard that this time the show is a cantaloupe video. Such a big website shouldn't be bad."

Will it be broadcast live on Cantaloupe?

After Shen Yue finished eating, Wang Ma took away the dinner plate, picked up the phone and checked the news first.

I flipped my fingers around, and finally opened the cantaloupe video a.

He just went to see if she was embarrassed.