Good Luck:Dear,Come

He was petrified immediately. If you have excellent athletic ability, what can you do? When he meets Xiaoqing, a parallel chef, his luck is just as bad as first-class.

"Little boss!" Lin Xiaoqing ran over, holding the pigeon in one hand and breaking his mouth in the other, "spit it out, spit it out, spit it out quickly! How do you remember to stand up and pick up all of a sudden! That's bird shit She was in a state of anguish and incomprehensible.

The little boss was tearful and retched by her.

"Lin Xiaoqing, get out of the way!" Liu Dongqiang sighed, took the tea from the maid of honor, pinched the little boss's mouth, and fell straight down.

After a long time, the little boss finally recovered.

Looking at Lin Xiaoqing with complicated eyes, he waved his big sleeve and forced a smile: "Hey, I really have no appetite today. Xiaoqingqing, next time, I'm looking forward to your cooking show."

Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap. After a few steps, I couldn't help but cover my mouth with my hand and vomit dry. The servant behind me didn't know how many times he had served him tea.

Liu Dongqiang's eyes narrowed and narrowed, and his face was calm. After a long time, he turned his head to look at Lin Xiaoqing, who was full of pigeon hair: "go back and peel 100 carrots for me!"

She is a troublemaker. Even if she stays in the dishwashing room of the cooking laboratory, she can attract such a difficult person. He decides to take care of her all the time and drive her out as soon as she arrives.

Because, he does not know, so endless "suddenly" go down, he will have a day of mental breakdown!

"Well? Carrots are nutritious only when they are cooked and eaten with skin! " She retorted, turning her eyes and seeing that adult Liu Dongqiang's face was covered with ice, she wisely held her mouth with her index finger and thumb and made a gesture of silence.

After a gust of wind, she could not help shivering. When she came out at noon, the sun was the most warm, so she only put on a little assistant's smock in the cooking laboratory, and the thin clothes were underneath. At this time, when the sun was setting and the wind was blowing, it was completely different from that at noon.

It's frightfully cold

"it's really second class!" Looking at her, Liu Dongqiang walked quietly in front of her, weeping and laughing, to protect her from the cold wind. The wind rolled up his chef's robe, revealing the sign on the back of the robe Fly chicken feathers.

This is a French brand which is very high and often appears in TVB TV series.

"Chief, is it too wasteful to use this kind of famous brand in chefs' robes?" Lin Xiaoqing followed him, shrunk behind him and flattered him. "I usually use a nine yuan nine apron at home. If it's dirty, I don't have to wash it. I just throw it away. It's a pity to throw away your famous brand."

"Hum, long winded!" Liu Dongqiang didn't turn his head back. He turned back to her coldly, but the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Lin Xiaoqing's current job is to stand in front of Liu Dongqiang and be monitored every day, cutting shredded radish, potato, dried bean, sausage, etc.

"Xiaoqing, have dinner!"

"Ah

She fumbled to take out a basin and scooped the rice by herself. Her eyes were in the same place. Shuihu Yangping also scooped the rice with his slanting eyes. Their spoons could always fight outside of their expectations.

"What do you mean, Lin Xiaoqing?" Shuihu Yangping is furious.

"Sorry, sister milk tea, my eyes are focused, and everything I see is closer than the original one!" Lin Xiaoqing looks into his eyes like a puppet at Shuihu Yangping.

She didn't want to be like this either, but she kept cutting all kinds of silk from morning till night. Her eyes were too much to eat. She could see everything in one place.

Everything looks like transformers. For example, the lid of a pot can be opposite to a tile bowl, the kitchen knife can be opposite to a catfish, and at this time, Liu Dongqiang can be opposite to wood, cold and numb.

"You are learning from me Shuihu Yangping bit his chopsticks with his eyes slanting a little bit. He stretched out his foot to kick Lin Xiaoqing and kicked the assistant chef. The assistant chef looked at her slanting eyes and at the calm looking adult Liu Dongqiang. Holding back his anger, he took a bowl and leaned to the side.

"You are so cruel that you don't say a word even if you are kicked! Lin Xiaodou said, "I'm the one!" Shuihu Yangping complacently lowered his voice, squinting at Lin Xiaoqing.

Lin Xiaoqing watched her shadow coincide with the competitors of the same period, blinking and blinking. She continued to scoop rice into the air and shook her head helplessly. Miss Shuihu's strabismus was more serious than before. She was clearly fighting against the wooden pillars of the cooking laboratory, even her eyes practitioners could see it.

"A waste of time!" With one hand, Heng took her bowl and handed over the full meal.

"Thank you, master!" Lin Xiaoqing has a sweet smile.

"Talking nonsense again!" Liu Dongqiang's eyes expressionless to clip a small piece of food, put on her bowl, cooks' faces are showing ambiguous smile, but afraid of severe Liu Dongqiang see, have bowed his head to pick rice.

Shuihu squint, jealous. That sour

Chopsticks on the edge of the bowl, the bowl will be handed to the chef, coquetry: "cousin, people also want to!"Puff, Lin Xiaoqing almost burst out with a mouthful of rice. Looking back at Mr. Liu Dongqiang, his face is indifferent to his own business. He eats with vegetables, and his movements are extremely elegant.

But the assistant chef, looking at the bowl of Shuihu Yangping, awkwardly scratched his head, picked out a fat chicken butt from the chestnut roast chicken, and gave it to Shuihu Yangping.

"Thank you, cousin!" Her eyes slanted, looking at the flying chicken butt, eating ziyouwei.

The chef, with a happy face, picked up another piece of chicken and sent it.

This time, Shuihu Yangping moved his buttock, his eyes slanted even more. When he saw the food, he was furious: "Xiao Qin, what kind of food do you want me to have! What are you doing in there? "

Mr. Qin, the assistant chef, was so wronged that he almost burst into tears.

Shuihu, your squint is really serious.

After dinner, Mr. Liu Dongqiang took Lin Xiaoqing to a quiet place and opened all kinds of silk she had cut one by one to show her.

"What's the matter?" Lin Xiaoqing looks at him innocently.

Liu Dongqiang sneered: "did you cut silk or pieces? Is this the standard of the Lin family? " He thought that no matter how hard it was, she would be able to cut chopsticks like silk. As a result, he totally misjudged her ability. All she cut were thick fingers.

"If you go on like this, I will disqualify you from the top ten!" He reprimanded coldly.

Lin Xiaoqing has a bitter face: "I will try my best!"

Liu Dongqiang smiles and looks at her coldly. Lin Xiaoqing feels guilty and his eyes wander. After a long time, he doesn't look at her anymore. He frowns and doesn't say a word. He turns around and walks. After two steps, he stops: "this is the cooking laboratory, not your home. No one can cover who, even if your husband song is something? No way

"It's Beichuan!" Lin Xiaoqing bit her lip, shook open the kitchen knife, and began to practice shredding bit by bit.

In the past, you don't need to be too careful in cooking dishes at home, and you can't cut them into silk. Anyway, when you eat them at home, the first thing is the taste, and the second is the appearance.

Of course, she knows that no one can rely on her in this space. She is just fighting alone. She just wants to be qualified for the competition, or get a bonus to cure Beichuan's illness, and live an ordinary life with her family.

The premise is that she can be a housewife for a month and a year.

Until sunset, all the other top ten players were scattered. She still stayed in the lab and cut silk one by one. Although the cutting method was very slow, the things she cut were not as rough as before.

Adult Liu Dongqiang stood under the setting sun, silently watching her cut silk. Her figure became weaker and weaker with the sun, and merged with the shadow of darkness.

"Tut Tut, uncle Dongqiang, I love you so much!"

Liu Dongqiang turned his head a little and saw the little boss dressed in a big hip-hop costume. His eyes turned and he was just about to turn away, but he was held by the little boss.

"Isn't it a waste of time for you to accompany her so quietly and not let her know?" The little boss released his hand and shook his finger. Jun's face was full of banter.

Liu Dongqiang squinted at him and sneered: "the little boss joked and did his duty. I have responsibility and obligation to anyone in this cooking laboratory."

The little boss smiles and nods with approval: "in this way, Lin Kitchen God is not a special existence?"

In the dark, Liu Dongqiang's face was calm, and his waist was still as straight as ever. After a long time, he slightly turned away and waved his hand: "little boss, I have something else to do, so I'll go first."

He said he was going and turned around.

"Oh, what a heartless man!" I don't know where the little boss took out a banana to top his chin. His small eyes slipped away. He saw Lin Xiaoqing who had finished cutting the last piece of dried bean curd. With an evil smile, he gradually came out of the darkness.

"Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing Green He called her softly in a long, gentle voice.

Lin Xiaoqing's heart suddenly raised to her throat. As soon as she said that she was haunted, she had seen a lot of movies and novels for a long time. She once thought that she was a very brave person. No matter how terrible the story film was, she would not scream and be afraid.

But personal experience, there is a certain difference, especially she is a person who came back from the previous life So she clenched the kitchen knife in her hand, turned her back to the sound, and her whole body was tense.

Outside the cooking laboratory, there are security guards at a distance of 100 meters, who are on duty in turn. She only needs to insist on walking out of the door to relax. Don't they say ghosts are afraid of weapons? Although the security guard didn't have that stick, it was a little too much, but it was always a little popular, right? Who is afraid of ghosts when there are too many people?

"Lin Xiao Green The little boss raised his voice a little, but he was still very gentle. He was always confident in his voice. In the ACG field, he was the first person who had the strength to challenge Japanese voice actors, except for others' dog like appearance. He was extremely intoxicated with the anime house with or without taking medicine: with a call from him, even if he died immediately, he was happy.