novelraw Chapter 395 A Concert
Chapter 395 A Concert
Chapter 395 A Concert
At noon, the sun was like a fire.
In the small courtyard surrounded by coconut trees, the green vegetables in the two small vegetable fields stretch their leaves and grow toward the sun.
kitchen.
The staff controlled fixed cameras in all directions, aiming at Chef Ren from different angles was a quick shot.
Life-style slow variety shows, in addition to listening to guests talk about ideals and life, cooking is also a highlight.
Not long ago, these staff members, like Tang Heming and the others, did not believe how superb Xin Ming's cooking skills were, they were at the level of a home-cooked dish.
However, when he saw that he cut a piece of smooth and tender tofu that would break when he touched it, the entire "Amazing Life" program group, as long as they can still breathe, one counts as one, All shocked.
Disappointed tears flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"Here comes the soup!"
At one o'clock in the afternoon, the four hosts, who had been busy for a long time, finally had lunch.
With a towel in his hands, Ren Ming carefully put the casserole on the table.
When he lifted the lid of the pot and displayed a dish of Wensi tofu in front of everyone, there was a burst of shock as expected.
"Oh my god! Ren Ming, you didn't sneak to that five-star hotel to buy it halfway, and then exchanged it, right?" Although she was staring at him cooking the whole time, Yu Hong still couldn't believe it.
He's only in his early twenties!
How can there be someone who is strong in hosting business and can cook as well as chefs in star-rated hotels?
"It turns out that you can really jump over the wall like a Buddha." Zhang Ziyue was dumbfounded, and no longer suspected that he was talking big.
Tang Heming silently scooped up a spoonful of soup for himself, tasted it, and his eyes lit up.
After drinking all the small bowl of soup with a look of enjoyment, he put down the bowl, and suddenly looked at Ren Ming very seriously: "Ren Ming, thanks to my trust in you before, I didn't expect that you actually fake your academic qualifications."
As soon as this remark came out, everyone's expressions changed.
Ren Ming looked puzzled: "What did I fake?"
He didn't panic at all, because he knew Tang Heming very well.
If there is no accident, there is a high probability that this showman is addicted to drama again.
Tang Heming said: "Actually, you didn't learn to broadcast, but to cook. Right? Otherwise, how could your cooking be so delicious?"
Ren Ming: "..."
Zhang Ziyue rolled his eyes at him, "You are a person who praises others, why do you make such a big detour?"
Tang Heming said hehe: "Doesn't this better highlight his superb cooking skills?"
"You are the only one who plays a lot." She couldn't help complaining.
"Okay." Yu Hong said: "I just said to eat well, but you guys are making fun here again. Tang Heming and you too, can such delicious food not stop your mouth?"
Being criticized by name, Tang Heming shut up and ate with peace of mind.
However, just after being honest for a while, his eyes started to drip and move around again, and he didn't know what bad idea he was holding back.
"Come on, Ziyue." He picked up the serving chopsticks, picked up a prawn for Zhang Ziyue, and said, "It was my fault for teasing you this morning. This prawn will be my apology for you."
Zhang Ziyue looked at him suspiciously, wondering where he was singing, "Is your apology lacking a little sincerity? The dishes on this table are all made by Ren Ming. Apart from making a little mess, you also Any other credits?"
"I'm borrowing flowers to offer Buddha." Tang Heming said with a smile: "You eat, or I will feel bad."
His rare obedience made her very proud, so she accepted his kindness.
"Come on, eat more."
As soon as she finished eating the shrimp, another one appeared in the bowl.
After eating, another one.
Tang Heming seemed to feel extremely guilty, and kept picking up food for Zhang Ziyue.
There is nothing to be courteous, and it is either a traitor or a thief.
Yu Hong on the side felt something was wrong, and looked at Ren Ming, wanting to see what he thought.
However, the strange thing is that Ren Ming has been deliberately avoiding her eyes and not looking at her.
She felt even weirder, but she couldn't tell what was wrong, so she decided to wait and see what happened.
Zhang Ziyue was "forced" to finish eating a plate of shrimps very quickly.
"Come on, this green pepper shredded pork is also very delicious." Tang Heming continued to pinch her.
"I can't do it anymore." Zhang Ziyue touched her round belly, "I'm full."
Only then did Tang Heming put down the serving chopsticks and started eating by himself.
After a while.
"Oops!" He patted his head, "I suddenly remembered that I haven't washed my hands yet."
With that said, he stood up straight away and ran towards the bathroom.
"Little Tang, I don't know what the hell he's doing." Yu Hong muttered, ignored him, and continued to enjoy the delicious food.
2 minute later.
Holding a mobile phone with a black screen in his hand, Tang Heming approached this way, and while walking, he muttered in a serious manner: "You always urge me to start a live broadcast for you, and I happen to be free today, so I'll take advantage of this I'll give you a chance to play it for a while."
"Hey, Teacher Tang, why did you suddenly start the live broadcast?" Ren Ming, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said.
Tang Heming came to the dining table and stood still, pointed his phone at him, and said with a smile: "This is your male god Ren Ming. Ren Ming, you should also say hello to everyone."
After speaking, he gave a very cryptic look.
Ren Ming smiled and waved at the phone.
The little cooperation between the two made the other two people present believe that Tang Heming was really broadcasting live.
"This is also your old acquaintance." He pointed the phone at Zhang Ziyue again.
"Hi, how are you all?" Zhang Ziyue also smiled and waved.
"This is our eldest sister." The phone was aimed at Yu Hong again.
Although Yu Hong still had doubts in her heart, after everyone said hello, she temporarily put aside her doubts and raised her smiling face, "Hi everyone."
After taking a round of filming, Tang Heming suddenly whispered: "Hey, friends, while there is no one around at this moment, I will secretly break the news for you. As far as our Ren Ming is concerned, the dishes are really delicious."
As he said that, he pointed his phone at the dishes on the table again, "Look at the shredded pork with green peppers, look at the Wensi tofu, and the shrimp... Hey, where did the shrimp go? Where is my big plate of shrimp? "
"Sister Ziyue finished eating." Ren Ming said suddenly.
Zhang Ziyue suddenly had an ominous premonition.
Sure enough, the next second.
I saw Tang Heming looking at the mobile phone with a "broken heart", "My friends, look, this is the daily life of a well-known hostess in my station, it's so delicious."
"How can I!" Zhang Ziyue argued.
Tang Heming said again: "Then this plate of shrimps is the one you eat the most?"
"Yes, but..."
Tang Heming interrupted her, "Oh, Ziyue, I can understand your feelings, but if you eat it, you eat it, it's no big deal."
Zhang Ziyue was dumbfounded, it turned out that from the beginning, he was digging a hole for himself.
After reacting, there was only one thought left in her mind: she wanted to hit someone.
Damn, it's obviously you who kept pinching me!
This person is simply too hateful, not enough to be angry with the common people!
Feeling ready to act, Zhang Ziyue immediately stood up and was about to beat him up.
"Hey, look, after being exposed by me, I became so angry that I wanted to hit someone!" Tang Heming continued to shoot fire, while trying to run backwards.
"Tang Heming!" She really wanted to sew this annoying guy's mouth shut, she turned to look at Ren Ming, "Director, don't you care if someone is talking nonsense?"
"That was his idea!"
Behind him, Tang Heming sold his teammates no slower than Ren Ming in the morning.
Zhang Ziyue turned her head back and said disdainfully: "You can use dim sum even if you throw the pot away, how could this be Ren Ming's idea. Director, someone is slandering m..."
She turned her head again, only to find that the younger brother he had always trusted was so guilty that he didn't dare to look at her.
What does it mean not to recruit yourself, this is called not to recruit yourself.
Zhang Ziyue: "..."
She suddenly remembered that when Tang Heming asked where the shrimps were going, it was this little villain who jumped out and said: Sister Ziyue finished eating.
These two people!
She was dying of anger.
"Haha."
in the courtyard.
Looking at the monitor screen, Yang Lu almost died laughing.
He didn't expect that a slow variety show that cooks and chats can have such a strong "laughing" effect.
The most important thing is that this farce was really the whim of those two people, and had nothing to do with the script.
"It's said that Tang Heming led Ren Ming to ruin him. I think this guy was already weak, but with the passage of time, he gradually revealed his true nature." He said with a smile.
Although the staff around him agreed with him very much, but in front of so many people, they still didn't dare to speak ill of the chief planner and assistant director, and could only laugh along with him.
"Yang Lu!"
He was smiling when he suddenly heard someone calling his name directly, so he looked at the person who spoke.
Zhang Ziyue came over angrily, "You know what happened, today there are them without me, and there are me without them. You choose!"
Yang Lu knew that she was in a fit of anger at this time, and she was saying angry words, and the anger was probably mostly acting. After all, as the top host in the country, her emotional control was also top-notch.
Even if you are angry, you will not show it in front of the camera. If you can show it in front of the camera, then it is not really angry.
But the attitude still needs to be shown, so he followed her and said, "The two of them are indeed too much, I will let them apologize to you."
As soon as he finished speaking, behind him, two people bowed their heads and surrendered.
┗(∧｀)┛×2
One is born, the second is cooked.
For apologies, the two of them are already old drivers.
Seeing the two of them in the same posture as in the morning, Zhang Ziyue wanted to laugh, but in order to keep herself angry, she held back.
"Sister Ziyue."
"Zi Yue."
"We were wrong." ×2
Zhang Ziyue turned her head aside and ignored them.
The two sides were at a stalemate, and Yu Hong's voice came from behind, "You all come back to me and eat well!"
After the elder sister spoke, Zhang Ziyue stopped fighting with them and walked over first.
The two looked at each other, and hurriedly continued to surrender and follow.
Following all the way into the house, Yu Hong found that the two of them were still holding their hands, so she pleaded with Zhang Ziyue for them, "Ziyue, look, they both know they are wrong, so let's forgive them, okay?"
Hearing Yu Hong pleading for the two of them, Zhang Ziyue got off the donkey and said, "Since Sister Yu has spoken, let's forget it this time."
Hearing this, the two put down their hands that had been raised for a long time.
"There can't be a next time!" she emphasized again.
The two quickly agreed: "Of course." ×2
Seeing that she still had doubts in her eyes, Ren Ming said, "Sister Ziyue, let's pull the hook."
"Pull the hook, hang yourself, and don't change it for 100 years."
Zhang Ziyue's expression finally turned from cloudy to sunny.
Seeing the childish looks of the two of them, Yu Hong couldn't help laughing, "Are you still children?"
Ren Ming sat down and said, "For a moment just now, I felt like an elementary school student who was cooperating with others to tease a female classmate, and then was forced by the teacher to apologize. This show is really relaxing."
After he finished speaking, everyone stopped talking.
Because that's what they think too.
For many years, they have been confined to busy work, and because of the nature of their work, they need to maintain a dignified image when they are in front of others.
How long has it been forgotten, they have never laughed and quarreled so happily.
in the courtyard.
The leaves of the coconut trees rustled under the caress of the wind.
On the beach in the distance, tourists after lunch set up parasols, lay on deck chairs, and felt the cool sea breeze.
In Haiya, this is just an ordinary, everyday day.
But for the four people in the small courtyard, this day will always be engraved in their memory.
Night fell gradually.
After fulfilling their wish of watching the sunset at the beach, all the tourists also returned to the hotel where they lived. The beach, which was bustling all day, ushered in a rare tranquility.
In sharp contrast to the tranquility of the beach, there is a brightly lit courtyard a few hundred meters away.
The gazebo where the hosts had their breakfast in the morning was hung with colorful lights and turned into a shining stage.
A concert without an audience started in a small courtyard.
Different from the group of four during the day, there was another figure in the small courtyard at night.
"Mr. Yang, you CCTV Boys finally got together, let's sing "Wan Jiang" again."
Zhang Ziyue moved a small wooden chair, sat in front of the gazebo, and made an exciting proposal.
Yang Minghui, who had delayed his trip due to work, finally came late at night.
The CCTV Boys, who had been away for many days, finally gathered again in Haiya City.
Her suggestion made Yu Hong excited, and said with a smile, "That's right, let's sing once, I haven't heard the three of you sing live yet."
At this moment, the sky is clear and the moon is beautiful. Singing "Wan Jiang" on such a night seems to be a good suggestion.
Yang Minghui, who had just finished singing a song, said with a smile, "I'm fine. It depends on whether the two of them are willing."
"They will definitely agree." Zhang Ziyue said, looking at the melon-eating crowd sitting on the small bench beside her with a half smile, "Are you right?"
Don't forget, you teased me during the day, and I haven't settled the score with you yet!
Seeing the meaning in her eyes, how dare the two of them refuse, let alone that they had no intention of refusing.
Tang Heming stood up, "Give me a wheat."
"And me, give me one too." Ren Ming also stood up.
Ten p.m.
A familiar melody sounded in the sky above the small courtyard.
……
The first night of the "Amazing Life" program group was spent in singing like this.
(End of this chapter)