Everyone guessed that Chi Yan could cook, but he didn't expect him to cook so well.

The red-brown oily spicy chicken with charred outside and tender inside, mellow mushroom chicken soup, stir-fried three fresh dishes...a plate of dishes comparable to a celebrity chef was served, and everyone's sashimi went down.

The guest next to him murmured: "Aze, you are so lucky, you can meet such a good actor Chi..."

Wen Xingze gave a chuckle in his heart, and before the next second he heard the guest say: "... such a good teacher."

The teacher-student relationship between the two has been spread throughout the program group through the director's mouth, and it has become a good talk, and it is said that later editing will also be used in this regard.

After all, Chi Yan and Wen Xingze are really cute as kindergarten teachers with children. The way of getting along with newcomers and actors in the industry is still unique, absolutely new!

Wen Xingze didn't know that things had developed into this way, and after hearing a few words in a cloud, he didn't grasp the key, so he went back to the kitchen to help serve the dishes.

When the night was completely outside the window, the hot pot inside was also set up.

Half of it is a white pot of rich bone broth, with reed chicken broth as the base, which is a kind of bubbling milky white. The other half is a spicy red pot, with bright red dried chilies tumbling in it, braving a thick and attractive luster.

"It's delicious too!" The guests including Wen Xingze cried. The soup base of the hot pot was also made by Chi Yan. It was fragrant and flavorful, and it was a delicacy that would never be eaten outside.

And the ingredients are all sourced from the botanical garden. Needless to say, the vegetables are sweet and crisp, especially the pepper, which has a just right spicy feeling, spicy but not greasy. As a seasoning, it is the finishing touch. The fresh and oily beef roll One bite into the mouth, the saliva is constantly secreted, and there is a sense of pleasure that you want to continue eating after eating.

"Is the peppers we grow so delicious?" Professor Guo was the person who moved the most. He took off the misty glasses and wiped them, and raised the wine glass. "You can grow such delicious peppers, and then use this pepper. Cooking a hot pot meal is my original intention in this industry..."

Other guests: "..." Is this original intention a bit too hasty? !

Wen Xingze was particularly able to understand Professor Guo's thoughts, he smiled so that his eyes were bent, and suddenly looked at Chi Yan.

Chi Yan is the kind of person who can’t eat and sleep. Starting from sitting down, he just quietly picked up two chopsticks for Wen Xingze, but when he sat in this lively and noisy fireworks, he no longer seemed out of place. Up.

Chi Yan looked at him unclearly.

"It was also my original intention." Wen Xingze took Chi Yan's hand under the table. Chi Yan's fingers were well-knotted and his fingertips were warm, and he quickly shook his hand.

At that time, I entered the entertainment industry because I wanted to make some money and live a life full of food. I also thought that if I had a chance in the future, I could sit at the same table with Chi Yan to eat and talk like friends.

"Can I kiss you when I finish shooting the variety show?" Wen Xingze said in a volume that only two people could hear.

Chi Yan's breathing was stagnant and did not answer this question. During the dinner, Chi Yan went to pour the wine, called Wen Xingze's name, and seemed to have something to say to him: "Wen Xingze."

"I have something to tell? Is it important?" Wen Xingze followed after holding the cup.

Chi Yan gave a faint hum and said, "Important."

Wen Xingze awoke his brain for a while: "You said."

Chi Yan stroked Wen Xingze's right finger belly on the back of his neck, and kissed him with his eyes down in a dark corner no one saw.

Then said: "It's over."

Speaking, Chi Yan even smiled, very lightly, like the dim dim light when the ice melted.

Wen Xingze: "..."

Wen Xingze: "..."

Help! ! !

Wen Xingze walked back to the table and sat down, raising his head and drank a whole glass of wine, tons and tons. Wen Xingze remembered his original intention to enter the entertainment industry again, how can he fight this?

There are a lot of available materials for this section. The photographers are watching the camera quietly and now the photographers are also taking a break.

In the middle of the shooting, Wen Xingze went to the photographer and the staff to serve food. They have a lot of hot pot ingredients. The ingredients for the hot pot are a snack when they hit the disposable paper bowl.

Inspired by Wen Xingze, the program team simply came to scoop a spoonful of it. In order to thank the Botanical Garden for its support of the recording work today, it seemed that it was going to send it to other staff in the Botanical Garden.

"Aze, come to play mahjong, drink if you lose." At this time, the wine was over half, everyone was eating very hard but still not satisfied, Professor Guo patted Wen Xingze on the shoulder and called him to play mahjong.

Of course it’s not a mahjong table, but a kind of solitaire.

Wen Xingze: "Okay."

Professor Guo finished the cards and heard Xingze after half a minute: "Huh."

Owner: "? Tons."

At the start of the second round, twenty seconds later, Wen Xingze said, "All the same, I'm crazy."

Owner: "??? Tons. Tons."

Wen Xingze just after the cards were dealt in the third and fourth rounds: "Uh...huh."

Everyone: "?????"

Wen Xingze was also shocked. I feel lucky today a bit inexplicable!

Soon Wen Xingze was sent off for disrupting the rhythm of the game: "..."

Also sent off was Professor Guo, who was extremely bad at card handling skills. Mahjong is a rare thing that Chi Yan can't penetrate. He has read Xingze's cards very seriously since just now, but he has never been able to provide constructive opinions, which makes him seem a little frustrated.

"It's really hard to come by, hiccups," Professor Guo said to Wen Xingze while he was almost unconscious. "When I first met Teacher Chi, he was not like what he is now. He is very good now... that's nice……"

Professor Guo was Chi Yan who met about ten years ago. At that time, he was very worried about this lonely and lonely young man.

Wen Xingze recollected this sentence, and a little bit wanted to hear Professor Guo say a few words about Chi Yan's past, but Professor Guo was already dizzy and continued to drink, so Wen Xingze did not continue to ask.

On this windy autumn night, sitting under the eaves with a couple of friends and eating a hot pot with steaming steam, and opening two small bottles of wine, it really feels like everything in the world is in it.

At the end of the recording, the staff and guests all touched their wine glasses with each other, clanging like wind chimes, and the camera recorded this ordinary and warm scene:

"Respect for the world."

In the glass greenhouse of the Botanical Garden, a food blogger is shooting and collecting materials. She is one of the most famous food bloggers on the domestic video network. Because "Hundred Flavors in the World" was recorded in the Botanical Garden today, this video of her is also in cooperation with the TV station, and will be published on the Internet as the current publicity of "Hundred Flavors in the World".

"It would be nice if I could see the guests who recorded the show, but I didn't see it. What's the point of letting us come here to take pictures of these flowers, plants, and crops?" The fellow assistant has already complained, "We are making food videos. This botanical garden has nothing to do with food, at best it is a farmhouse!"

They make food videos in various styles. They produce and publish recipes by themselves, and some are popular to try various high-end restaurants, high-end ingredients, Michelin three-star and French blue lobster. They are the latter.

These vegetables and fruits cultivated in the botanical garden, even if they are devoted to the efforts of cultivation experts, where can they be delicious? But there is a gimmick to return to the simple life. They also need to pay attention to the amount of broadcast when they make videos. After all, bloggers want to eat well.

They didn’t take any useful material for most of the day. They are still working hungry. The assistant is very upset and can’t help but continue to say: “Young people are not happy to come to this botanical garden now. Only elementary and junior high schools require science. I just came for the autumn tour. There is nothing to play, and the food is so-so..."

This botanical garden was insisted on open by a certain cultivation expert of the previous generation, so that the younger generation can understand them and the world they love. However, according to the current passenger flow of the botanical garden, I am afraid that it will be completely closed in the past two years. It has become a closed research and cultivation base.

"Don't complain," the blogger loves this botanical garden in his heart. However, the assistant said that it is true. She stopped the assistant's words. "We will finish the work in another hour-eh, do you smell it? It smells so good!"

The two moved their noses at the same time.

……It really is!

At first, they thought it was too hungry and hallucinating, but when they got closer, the fragrance became stronger. The spiciness of the steam coming from the rich soup is very attractive.

When I came closer, there was a small long queue downstairs in the tube. There was a staff member in front of him sending out paper bowls. For a while, there was a sense of liveliness and noisy voices.

You must know that because the recorded programs are all big shots, the botanical garden is closed today, and those who can come in are either staff researchers or food bloggers. This shows how many people can gather.

The food blogger just wanted to ask a question, and suddenly heard a commotion in front of——

"Uuuuu, it's really delicious!!! Do we sell the chili here? I will mail my parents back some..."

"I want to ask too."

"Someone got it once and quietly lined up and reported it!"

The people in the second line received unanimous accusations from all members and were driven out with a small paper bowl.

Both the blogger and the assistant are surprised: "What are you posting before?"

The person in front of them explained: "It was distributed by the "Hundred Flavors of the World" program group for free. It seems to be cooking too much. By the way, I will reward everyone. All the ingredients used are from the botanical garden...ah! It's me!"

The man in front jumped up as he said, the blogger didn't believe it at first, until they were lined up in line, she walked up and got a small bowl.

——The freshly baked oil soup is still warm, the bright red peppers are rolled in the butter bone soup, covered with a layer of hot spicy oil, beef rolls, duck tongue, mutton, hairy belly and fresh egg dumplings ……Full of all kinds of ingredients, then put down a piece of emerald green lettuce.

It's just the simplest small paper bowl and bamboo skewers, which are completely incomparable with the tableware of high-end restaurants, and the environment is only on the roadside streets with autumn wind.

But one bite of the fat cow dripping with the rich spicy soup, the hot from the throat to the stomach, the forehead is sweating, the cheeks are hot, and the most simple and delicious food can be recalled with just one bite.

Of course, the crops in the botanical garden are all carefully improved and cultivated by experts, coupled with the planting skills of Wen Xingze Elf Filter, and Chi Yan's cooking skills, this small bowl is not something everyone can enjoy.

"Hiss hiss Ha Ha - this is too good, right?!"

The little assistant was the first to fall. They have been shooting food vlogs for almost three years. They did not expect to encounter this kind of food that makes them urge to cry... The most important thing is this chili pepper. The different feeling of chili elsewhere makes the whole hot pot a soul.

"Oh my God," the blogger couldn't help asking the same question as the others, and stepped forward, "We are here to make a cooperative video. Can this pepper be bought?"

The staff member recalled: "The pepper seems to be the seed that Professor Guo personally selected, but it was ruined today, and then Wen Xingze replanted it—hey, did the pepper he just planted today grow out? I remembered it wrong."

The wizard filter will significantly help the planting skills and planting effect. The peppers that Wen Xingze planted in the afternoon have gradually matured in the evening. The guests who went to pick did not pay much attention to the crop, and picked it by the way when they saw it were mature.

"...In any case, the crops planted by the guests in this issue of "A Hundred Tastes of the World" will be sold at low prices on the official website when they mature, and all the money will be donated to charities," the staff member said with a smile, "you can wait until then. Look again."

This is the tradition of "Hundred Flavors in the World". Like the previous issue of ceramic art, the clay made by the guests will be sold on the official website at low prices and then donated to corresponding research institutes, charities or craftsmen, but most of them It is the fans who join in more.

After all, celebrities are not professional. What can a short half-day training do? As a fan welfare is always possible.

This food blogger is actually Wen Xingze's passerby fan, plus this hot pot is so delicious, for a time there is a feeling of fantasy linkage, even more excited.

"Okay, I'll definitely support it as soon as possible!" The assistant has been completely opposite to the attitude of complaining at the beginning, and the blogger is also very happy to look forward to it, "I know that Aze can act, play suona, do magic, watch Feng Shui, Unexpectedly, he will farm? How much of this man is still unknown to me?!"

There are so many vegetables that you shouldn’t buy, the blogger thinks so.

But she never expected that three months later, not only the batch of peppers planted by Wen Xingze, but all the crops on the official website of the Botanical Garden were almost looted...

The elven priest Xia walked into the deep forest.

On a moonless night, a silver-white unicorn followed him, walking on the wind with four hooves. The dark elves stood quietly with lanterns on both sides, countless pairs of dark red eyes watching the road in the deep forest, and silver chains on their ankles rattling.

I don't know which elves will be selected to see the king. All this is determined by the light tower. No matter who it is, the elves will not complain.

The priest Char had walked this road twice.

The first time was when the elves were picked up by the king.

All elves are born on the same day. Every year from winter to spring, the snow on the holy tree melts, and the souls of elves are born from the branches.

The elves always have no fixed place, because the dark elves are rejected by everything. The planet they live in is withered, the country they live in is warped, they are accompanied by light, songs, and blessings, and they are also accompanied by war, poverty, and plague.

I don’t know if it’s a coincidence. Every birthday of the elves happens to be during the dark elves. They have never received a gift-so it’s not accurate. On that birthday more than fifty years ago, they were popular at the time. A certain country of Saturn resides temporarily, and the ruler of that country gives them a'present'.

——They were pleasantly surprised to open the gift box with Happy Birthday written on the surface, and found that it was full of rotten tomatoes and a cosmic expulsion warrant.

The elves like to plant, and the soil conditions of the red Saturn are bad. Those tomatoes were cultivated by the elves for a long time, originally intended as a reward for the red Saturn that took them in.

The elves left the planet in a desperate manner and began to wander endlessly. They even deceived themselves in the day-to-day persuasion, thinking that the elves' nature loves freedom and they don't need to go back.

...It was not until that birthday twenty-eight years ago that they had their first birthday in their lives. After returning from the long expedition, the little King gave them a home and accompany them to plant seeds on this barren planet that will not be cursed.

This makes the elves panic.

They know more deeply than any other race, and the more they get, the greater the price they will pay. The things Wen Xingze gave them were almost invaluable. Even if the light elves were given all their luck, it would be difficult to repay them. Maybe they would die in the next second.

They are not afraid of death, but the king gave them a home and didn't want to just give it to others.

Then, Wang asked them for a price.

"I want to eat tomato scrambled eggs," Wen Xingze was a little sleepy, he touched the ears of the elves, his voice was like falling snow at the end of winter, "Tomato scrambled eggs are the eternal god!"

Elves: "..."

Tomato scrambled eggs... the eternal god?

Just like the ridiculous name of the Roasted Chicken Drumstick Festival, the alias of the Guangci Festival, the alias of the main star of the elves is called Tomato Scrambled Eggs.

Many years later, they still remember the taste of the tomato scrambled eggs that they ate with the cubs that day, sour and sweet, as if they could never finish their lives. This made them quickly forget the perennial displacement, the rotten tomatoes in the birthday gift box, and the feeling of being rejected by the world.

"..."

"Boom—"

Memories returned.

With the gaze of the dark elves and the distant ballads coming from nowhere, the priest Char came to the end of the road, and the temple's pendulum struck the full point and then stopped.

The fair-haired and green-eyed elf slowly opened his eyes.

The sound of the wind and the rustling of leaves stagnated. He heard sounds similar to car horns, street advertisements noisy, high heels stepping on the asphalt, and...

"Boom boom——"

At eight o'clock in the evening, the earth, the capital of China.

The film "Dust Planet" is open to the trial lens, and there is a lot of voice. Compared with other auditions, this place is very special: most parents take their children to register for the number, and look closely at the dolls everywhere, and the staff even hold colorful balloons.

This is choosing the starring boy of "Dust Planet". The director does not intend to select actors from among the child stars, but decided to open the casting. The so-called open casting means that it can be recommended by the school or by the parents with their children to sign up. As long as they can find their favorite actors, they are not worried about the large amount of work.

"Let's give way in front. Parents lined up with the young actors, and the audition started immediately... Fuck!"

The staff led the reporter in hurriedly and almost knelt down.

Among the hustle and bustle of the crowd, a long-looking man stood quietly among the rushing crowd, like a foreigner. He was dressed in a complex, snow-white priest's costume, with pointed ears, and an emerald jewel stuck between his forehead, and his light golden hair poured down to his ankles.

In the tranquility that was incompatible with the chaos and crowded audition field, he held the umbrella handle to block the falling light.

People around are looking sideways.

The man has a horrible beauty that seems to be harmless, but makes the hair stand upside down inexplicably. This made them hardly dared to make a loud noise, let alone take out their phones to take pictures, and only dared to talk quietly after they had gone far.

"...Cosplay? Model?"

"It's so good, isn't it a foreigner? I just heard him say something about Xingze. He is a star chaser?"

"My god, good-looking is good-looking, but I feel scared when I look at it twice. I just looked at him for half a second and then broke out in a cold sweat!"

The man also looked around with a gentle and curious look, and it seemed that he could not find the person he was looking forward to, so the man quickly appeared uninterested and stepped out.

He passed the field affairs and reporters.

The reporter came here to randomly select three to four interviews from the parents. At this time, he was also thinking about switching, and he couldn't help but reached out and stopped the man: "Sorry to disturb you, this gentleman-you are also bringing your child to participate. The parents of the audition?"

Perhaps it is because the keywords ‘child’ and ‘parent’ were captured.

Priest Char finally stopped and looked at the reporter slowly. Two seconds later, he smiled distressedly and said: "Our child and I are lost. I am looking for him."

He said that the pronunciation of the first two words is still a bit awkward, but it quickly becomes smooth and natural afterwards. The elves have extremely high language learning ability.

"Lost?! That's too dangerous," the scene was speechless, "what's your child's name? Come with me, I'll help you adjust the surveillance."

Xia's expression remained as usual: "Wen Xingze."

Field Service:"?"

reporter:"???"

The two exchanged their eyes, and the clerk whispered: "This is the legendary mother...Dad fan?"

"..." The reporter said quietly, "Don't want a male mother!"

The elder priest of the Elf tribe is already a little impatient, and there is nothing worth wasting his precious time with the cubs.

But the long-standing etiquette and the various ideas of being a parent to lead the cubs and cubs took the top, so Xia gave up the idea of ​​blowing up the audition field after hesitating.

The reporter coughed and said, "Can I interview you for a few questions, up to two minutes, it won't take you too much time."

Char: "..."

The elf priest took a deep breath, then smiled: "I'm in a hurry."

"Parents and children who participated in the interview will get surprise prizes." The reporter really didn't want to let go of this interview opportunity, because there was obviously a very interesting interviewee in front of him. Maybe there will be some famous scene, "It's SpongeBob SquarePants. Balloons and..."

The reporter handed the microphone to the elf's lips as he spoke.

Xia glanced at this thing. The microphone was too unfamiliar to the residents of the interstellar age. They were all directly picked up by miniature cameras.

In addition, there was indeed some impatience. The elf priest snapped his fingers, and the microphone was quickly pulled into the air by an unknown force and buried in the soil. A silver-gray plant quickly took root from the asphalt. A microphone full of Dangdang Kazuki is about to grow... the microphone...

reporter:"???"

"This is not easy to grow," Xia commented politely, "Do humans like to eat such things? My kids don't like to eat them."

reporter:"?????"

Xia snapped his fingers, and the weird plant disappeared again, everything was like a dream. The reporter shuddered, took two steps back, and fell to the ground.

Next second.

Xia's pointed ears rose slightly, and she looked at a place seriously.

The registration for the audition hall is about to close. Parents have lined up their children with their children, and the staff at the registration office is holding a trumpet.

Because this audition is an audition for child actors, in order to take care of the mood of the children and parents, the staff is like a kindergarten teacher: "Our audition will officially start in 20 minutes. Tell me out loud who 'S little baby is the cutest—"

The parents present suddenly had their eyes glazed and they were smug: "My family! My baby is the cutest!"

Elf: "..."

The audition registration point is next to them, and the staff member said so loudly, it is difficult to ignore it.

"My child is the cutest." The elven priest randomly glanced at the staff member and stated the facts objectively. "There is no need to argue about this issue."

Throughout the whole day, the staff met many such parents and said some clichés: "After all, we are auditions... To be honest, parents see their children have some filters..."

I have to admit that children are very cute, but this ‘most cutest’... is mostly just an illusion of parents, and this is the truth.

Elf: "Everyone knows that my baby is the cutest."

The staff looked tolerant and calmed down in a tone of obvious disbelief: "Oh, hahaha, you said yes."

Elf: "......??????"

Immediately afterwards, the last number plate in the hands of the staff was suddenly taken away.

The elf priest, who had always had a gentle expression and was able to do his job, stood up straight and lined up blankly from the end of the line with the number plate.

…At the same time, the live broadcast channel of "Cubs Cubs Cultivation Project", like Char, the parents of the entire Muse empire have their desires for their babies and their desire to win and lose at the same time swell to an unprecedented level.

Who is the cutest baby?

Is not this nonsensical!

"..."

Wen Xingze, who is about to pass here in ten minutes, said: "...Aye?"