Chapter 210 The Control Group of the Almighty Actress (6)

  Xu Yin laughed: "Sit down and eat! Aren't you hungry?"

   "Hungry! Sister Yinyin, do you still eat buns?"

   "Let's make it the staple food! I didn't cook." Xu Yin took a sip of the old duck soup and narrowed her eyes in satisfaction.

  The dried bamboo shoots and ham provided by the back kitchen are not bad, but they are not as good as the ones she stockpiled in the system warehouse.

  So, when washing vegetables with his back to the camera, he quietly replaced these two items with his own stock.

  Premium ham and flat salted bamboo shoots, stewed with three-year-old sea ducks, it is so delicious!

  Xu Yin couldn't help thinking: Should I buy a few more before leaving Fengqing Island?

  But when I thought about the trouble of going through the security check, I stopped thinking about it.

Next time! When the health is better, charter a car to come and pull it!

   This old duck weighs three catties. In addition to dried bamboo shoots and ham, she also added a lot of strips. After stewing, it will be a big pot.

  Xu Yin and Xu Yin must not be able to finish eating, so they invite everyone to eat together.

   It is definitely not enough to be full, but it is still possible to have a fresh taste.

  Seeing that the director took the lead in drinking the soup, the others were not polite.

  Ning Li and Gong Ziming held their own simple meals and brazenly came to share the table with Xu Yin.

   There was steak in the simple meal, Ning Li cut it into small pieces and distributed them to Xu Yin and Wen Xu.

   Gong Ziming also gave Xu Yin the mango mousse.

  Seeing that the four of them ate with gusto, and the strong aroma of the old duck stew seemed to fascinate her, Mo Xiaoying suddenly felt that the sumptuous land and sea meal in front of her was not so delicious.

   "Sister Mumu, should we share the table with Xu Yin too?"

   Cen Mumu gave a pause for the hand holding the spoon to scoop up the lobster meat.

   "No, I'm almost done."

   "Huh? You just eat now? You eat too little, no wonder you have such a good figure!" Mo Xiaoying said enviously.

   Then, holding her sea and land feast, she went to find Xu Yin to rub the old duck soup.

   A pot of old duck soup is divided among more than a dozen people, and in the end, there is naturally not a single drop left.

  Mo Xiaoying couldn't help feeling: "If it's delicious, it's still Chinese food!"

  Wen Xu glanced at her: "At first I traded buns with you, why did you refuse to do so?"

  Mo Xiaoying: "Can this be the same?"

  Wen Xu: "Isn't it all Chinese food?"

  The two quarreled childishly.

  Xu Yin thought of the duck eggs marinated in the back kitchen, got up and said, "Wait for me, I'll get the duck eggs."

  It was too hot, and I was worried that the duck eggs would not be kept for long, so I took advantage of the stewed duck to cook them together.

  The director didn't know it, and teased her: "Are you really afraid that I will confiscate it? It's so well hidden."

   I didn't know the truth until Xu Yin came out, and my cheek hurt for no reason.

   "It smells really good! I'll try one." The director stepped down the steps nonchalantly.

  The cameraman turned his back and snickered.

  Xu Yin assigned a few to each person.

   Queen Cen didn't want it, saying that she was very full at noon.

  Xu Yin didn't care, she put her share in the bag, but it was actually stored in the system warehouse, and it was still warm when she was hungry as a snack.

  It was too hot in the afternoon, the director finally sent back his kindness and took them back to the hotel to rest. The last challenge was also carried out indoors.

  Woke up from an afternoon nap, Xu Yin brewed a pot of warm white flower salvia miltiorrhiza tea, and brought it to the assembly point.

   This white-flowered salvia miltiorrhiza was collected in the small world of comprehension on vacation. Long-term drinking has the effect of enhancing the vitality of the heart and promoting blood supply to the myocardium.

  The meeting room is the hotel conference room, Xu Yin arrived first, and after she sat down, she took a sip of tea.

  The director wanted to laugh seeing her like this: "Xu Yin, we are not having a tea party."

   "Sister Yinyin brought something delicious again?" Wen Xu heard the director say that as soon as he came in, and thought there was something to eat.

   "Danshen tea, would you like a cup?" Xu Yin asked him.

   "Tea? Forget it, I'll drink lemonade."

  Gong Ziming stepped in: "Danshen tea? This is health tea, right? Xu Yin, you started to take care of yourself at such a young age? How can I deal with myself when I am in my third year!"

  Mo Xiaoying and his front and rear feet: "Yinyin, this is a veteran cadre with a complete set of clothes, thermos bucket, thermos pot, and sweet soup salvia for health, hahaha..."

  The last ones to arrive were Ning Li and Cen Mumu.

  Cen Mumu was a little annoyed.

  She actually set the alarm clock for two o'clock, but after she lay down, she kept thinking about the two days of recording, and always felt that Xu Yin was abnormal, and the changes were surprising.

  In the past, Xu Yin, the side she had seen the most, was just like Lin Daiyu, covering her heart and frowning at every turn, as if someone had bullied her.

   Not only loves to pretend to be Daiyu, but also very sensitive and suspicious.

  I bought several high-end teas for my colleagues on the set, but she felt that she was implying that she was poor and could not entertain guests. But why did he seem like a different person in the past two days?

   Just thinking about it, I didn't fall asleep until early two o'clock.

  The alarm sound was set relatively softly, and it took three repetitions to wake her up.

   Fortunately, everyone was teasing Xu Yin, and no one paid attention to her who was about to be late. This made her rejoice but at the same time feel aggrieved.

   When did her presence become so low? Not as good as a newcomer!

   "The last challenge, who do you send to draw paper balls?" The director looked at everyone with a smile and asked.

  I only drank the old duck soup cooked by Xu Yin at noon, and everyone except Cen Mumu told Xu Yin to smoke it.

  Xu Yin shrugged: "I don't care."

   "It doesn't matter to you, others are fighting for the first place, and you grab the bottom one. This time, you have to participate in everything you say!" Mo Xiaoying pushed her to the director, "Director, let her catch it!"

  Xu Yin had no choice but to grab a ball of paper.

   After the director opened it, he was amused: "The difficulty has been upgraded!"

   "What is what?" Wen Xu ran to him and looked, "Cool for a summer? Each guest designs a cool and special costume, and participates in tonight's beach bonfire...What the hell?"

  The director cleared his throat and added details.

   It turned out that the guests were asked to design a midsummer dress, which must meet the two requirements of "cool" and "special".

  The challenge time limit is almost six hours from immediately until the beach bonfire starts at 8:00 p.m.

  The program group can provide everyone with a sewing master, but only after the guests submit a feasible design plan.

  If the pattern drawn cannot be cut into the clothes, or the clothes made by the guest cannot be worn by themselves, it is considered a failure of the challenge.

  If the challenge is successful, then the audience participating in the bonfire meeting will vote for their favorite costumes.

  The two with the highest number of votes will fly back tomorrow in first class; the third and fourth will be in business class; the last two will be in economy class.

   "It's not easy to fly first class. It would be better if I asked my assistant to book the ticket earlier." Gong Ziming said.

  The director adjusted his glasses: "No way!"

   "..."

  Xu Yin saw that she designed and made a cool summer dress, so happy!

   Isn't this what she does? She can do it with her eyes closed, she is like a fish in water without any pressure!

  Each of them was taken behind a screen with different patterns, where tables, chairs, paper and pens were already prepared.

  The sewing master didn't show up until they finished making the pattern, and now only the camera guy is taking pictures of them.

   Dear Dragon Boat Festival Ankang~ Have you eaten rice dumplings?

   PS: I don’t have any manuscripts saved yet, and I still have to save manuscripts for the explosion. I’m coding all the holidays...(#￣～￣#)

  

  

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