He refused to give up the dough. Zhao Ming went to negotiate with the director team on behalf of the guests, and what he got was a copy-paste-like cold face.

"You can't let us eat instant noodles every day, who can stand it?"

The director team knew that Tong Yao could cook, but did not remind him, so he threw him a note, which read: On the first day, cabbage seeds × 5, spinach seeds × 5.

The staff handed him two small cloth bags.

Zhao Ming took the thing back and had no choice but to declare the negotiations failed with everyone: "They are like robots, and they don't speak for anyone."

Jiang Sheng frowned: "How can we eat in the future? Why don't we invite guests who can cook?"

No one can accept her words. Please come if they can cook. If they can’t cook, they shouldn’t have come. The problem is that she doesn’t know how to cook, either.

This time, Zhao Ming, who has the best personality, ignored her and worried with his seeds alone.

Tong Yao, who was keeping his mission in mind, was about to speak, and Cong Ge next to him quickly said: "How could the program team know that you are so big that you can't cook."

Jiang Sheng retorted: "You can't, either."

Cong Ge said: "But I will shut up."

Jiang Sheng was speechless for a moment and shut up in anger.

Everyone present noticed that the atmosphere between the two female artists was not right.

Cong Ge and Jiang Sheng had no intersection at all. They were a professional actor and a traffic idol, and their business scope did not conflict. However, the recent drama Cong Ge took on was her role. A fund suddenly appeared in the middle of the road and wanted to grab the role. Fortunately, she had a solid background and did not let people snatch it away in vain. Later, I learned that the fund wanted to give this role to Jiang Sheng and open the way for her to take the film and television route.

The two of them got together like this. The fans of the two families were fighting each other for this matter. This time they appeared in the same variety show, which was another big hit.

The biggest "explosion point" of the show just got up, Yaohuai rubbed his eyes and walked out of the room. The first sentence was: "Tong Yao, I'm hungry."

After saying that, he saw four people stunned in the living room.

Oh yes, they have six guests.

Yaohuai quickly tidied up his collar and nodded politely to everyone and greeted him: "Hello."

"Yes, is it Yaohuai?" Feng Xi's eyes were rounded and he asked in disbelief.

Yaohuai nodded, then sat down next to Tong Yao naturally and said again: "What should I eat for breakfast?"

Tong Yao smiled awkwardly: "Instant noodles, I just ate this last night."

Yaohuai raised his eyebrows and wanted to say something. Seeing her secretly winking at him, he swallowed the words back.

The others finally came back from the shock. Jiang Sheng forgot what happened just now, excitedly walked around the other side of the table, and came to Yaohuai to show his presence: "Yaohuai, I am your fan, I will watch every movie of you."

Yao Huai said calmly: "Thank you."

Tong Yao lay on the table and asked in a bad mood: "What is the name of the role he played in the 'Sunset'?"

Jiang Sheng's expression stuttered, "This, um..."

She just said casually, just getting close to the actor. The sudden questioning made her panic and hesitated and couldn't say it.

Sunset is a movie adapted from the work of Xinghuajiu. At that time, Tong Yao's ideal male lead was Yao Huai, but unfortunately his schedule was too full and he refused the invitation to the script.

Tong Yao smiled with his arms on his pillow, and was about to reveal the answer, but Feng Xi answered opposite him: "Yaohuai did not participate in the sunset."

Jiang Sheng smiled awkwardly and tried to smooth things over for himself: "I'll just say it, I will definitely have an impression after acting."

Feng Xi ignored her and stared at Yaohuai with bright eyes, looking like a fan. Although he was not very old, he said unconsciously, saying: "Can you ask you for an autograph later?"

Yaohuai's expression was faint, and a soft voice "Yeah" came out of his throat.

Zhao Ming smiled and said, "I didn't expect that the program team could even invite Yaohuai. Before I came, I was worried about whether I would be bald and think of jokes about the show. Now it seems that I am thinking too much. With Yaohuai here, I don't have to worry about the ratings at all."

Jiang Sheng actively spoke: "Yes, if nothing unexpected happens to the national male god this year, it should be you."

Yaohuai was hungry and a little impatient, and his expression gradually became cold: "It doesn't matter."

With a hot face on his cold butt, Jiang Sheng was a little embarrassed, and the atmosphere gradually became cold.

Cong Ge had just worked with Yao Huai, but there was nothing new. He blew it on Tong Yao and asked for something to eat.

"I'm so hungry. I took the plane all night and wanted to have a good meal. The program team is not a human being."

Tong Yao suggested: "Why don't we try to cook our own food?"

Zhao Ming was the first to agree: "Yes, who can cook when she is born? How can we starve to death? Do it yourself and have enough food and clothing."

Cong Ge raised his hand first and said, "I'll wash vegetables."

Immediately afterwards, Feng Xi understood her intention and quickly grabbed the position: "I'll wash dishes."

Zhao Ming continued: "Then I will choose vegetables."

Jiang Sheng found that there was nothing to do. After thinking about it, what if she had the talent for cooking, it would be a good opportunity to attract fans. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'll cook."

There were two people left without movement.

Yao Huai first glanced at Tong Yao in an unknown way, and then said calmly: "I'll make a fire."

As soon as these words were said, they immediately won a gaze of admiration. Look, the actors are different, what important skills do they know.

Finally, it was Tong Yao's turn, and she shamelessly said, "Then I'll be responsible for the trial of the dishes."

Cong Ge rubbed her face nearby: "I'm just thinking about something beautiful." Others thought she was joking and agreed happily.

After a while, Yaohuai arranged for her: "You come and steam the rice."

Tong Yao nodded reluctantly: "Okay."

A group of artists who were not divided into different grains assigned their respective jobs, moved to the kitchen, and began to prepare their first meal.

Washing and choosing vegetables is relatively simple. After Cong Ge and Zhao Ming finished their work, they stood aside and waited for the meal to start.

Jiang Sheng was in trouble. She was spoiled since she was a child. She had to go out and eat, but she had never cooked the simplest noodles by herself. Now she asked her to cook and didn't give her a cell phone. How could she do it?

Tong Yao had finished the rice, and saw her hesitating in front of the stove, he said, "I'll steam the rice first."

Jiang Sheng quickly gave her a place.

After putting the rice basin, Tong Yao covered the lid of the pot, glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and estimated the time in his mind.

When the fragrant white rice was released, everyone came forward to watch. The success of the staple food gave everyone confidence. Zhao Ming said with relief: "Half the lunch is successful, let's see Jiang Sheng next."

Jiang Sheng held the spatula in his hand and waited for about half a minute. He turned to ask for help: "What should I do the first step?"

Feng Xilan guessed: "Put minced garlic and chili in?"

Tong Yao whispered beside her: "I think we should put oil first."

For some reason, Jiang Sheng felt that listening to Tong Yao's words was correct, so he honestly picked up the oil bucket and poured oil into the pot.

"It's OK."

“Put the seasoning.”

"Twist the dishes in."

"Flip it, flip it quickly, or you'll be confused."

The reminder became louder and louder, and the food was really messy.

Jiang Sheng was so angry that he turned to Tong Yao: "You understand so much, why not do it yourself."

Tong Yao looked at her innocently and said aggrievedly: "I just know the steps and have never taken action."

"Then shut up."

"Okay."

Cong Ge couldn't see it and sneered: "If Tong Yao doesn't remind you, you don't know that you should put oil first."

Jiang Sheng was anxious. The more people around him said that she became more angry. Slowly, she gradually lost her brain: "You can do it, come."

"Why do I need to cook when I am a washing vegetable? You said you want to cook. There is obviously someone behind you, so you have to take over the most difficult ones."

Cong Ge became more and more disrespectful to her. Jiang Sheng was so angry that he threw the spatula into the pot with a "bang" and turned his head and left the kitchen.

"The weather is hot, everyone can relieve the fire." Zhao Ming fanned Cong Ge with a palm fan. She clearly had a grudge. She immediately changed her smile and joked, "Why is Brother Zhao like Jigong?"

"Hey, don't say it, my former idol was Jigong."

Everyone said everything, and it seemed that nothing happened just now. Of course, no one cared about Jiang Sheng.

Her work was left behind - a plate of charred cabbage. Tong Yao took a bite and silently took over the next dish.

I deliberately acted very unfamiliar with cooking techniques, and I deliberately put more of each and every condiment when adding it, otherwise it would be suspicious if I made it too well.

Everyone only picked up the charred fried cabbage once, and then they pampered a plate of eggplant. Fortunately, Tong Yao made it heavy in taste and was more delicious. It was enough for five people to eat a plate of eggplant.

After eating, everyone's hearts were a lot less evil. Zhao Ming remembered that there was someone who hadn't eaten. He thought that he was a little girl after all, so he said to Cong Ge: "You go and see her. You have to record twelve episodes together in the future. If there are any conflicts, everyone will solve them in person. You are so ugly that the broadcast will not have a good impact on you."

Although Cong Ge was reluctant, he always had to give face to his seniors and went to find Jiang Sheng with a face.

Tong Yao took the initiative to go together. Speaking of which, Cong Ge was the one who argued for her to stand up.

Jiang Sheng seemed to have cried in the room once. When she entered the door, she was lying on the bed with red eyes. When she saw someone coming in, she deliberately turned her head aside, and she clearly didn't want to see them.

The artist did not have a camera in the room where he slept, and Cong Ge's face turned cold when he entered the door.

"Haha, why didn't you cry when you snatch someone?"
To be continued...