Chapter 203: Sixteen Sorrowful Anemones
What is the setting of an induction cooker?
Hua Yao didn't understand, and when she arrived in Shaobai's room and saw the table full of ingredients, she suddenly understood what this guy meant.
Shao Bai came over with a change of clothes, "You cook, I'll take a bath." ”
Did he think she was a babysitter?
Hua Yao also asked directly. I don't want Shaobai to say, "You're just a cook at best." ”
"I don't know whether to say it or not."
"Since I don't know whether to say it or not, it's better not to say it."
Shao Bai smiled extremely coldly, knowing that she would definitely not be able to say anything good, so he immediately used a threatening tone.
"Heh, scumbag."
"Let's cook. If you scold me and make you happy, scold me casually. ”
Shao Bai said shamelessly, and really went to take a bath.
Hua Yao opened her mouth, and after scolding, she didn't feel angry, but she was almost mad by Shao Bai. She resigned herself to handling the ingredients, and silently remembered what she had lived in the depths of her soul. She can't take away the talent of a chef, but she can add a lot of experience.
In case of an accident one day, you can save yourself with your craft.
Hua Yao's hands and feet are nimble, the knife work is first-class, and the speed is fast. Shaobai took a bath and cooked his rice. The last dish is also out of the pot.
In this crew, the man who had been tortured for a long time tasted Hua Yao's craftsmanship again, and he was stunned to eat two more bowls of rice.
Hua Yao was dumbfounded, "You're an artist, right?" ”
Don't artists control the amount of food?
"I don't eat fat, so I don't need to deliberately control it." As long as he maintains a moderate amount of exercise, it doesn't matter how much he eats.
"You said that if I just took a picture and uploaded it to the Internet, would you be sprayed to death?"
Human jealousy is terrible.
Shaobai was in a good mood after eating and drinking, leaning lazily on the sofa, holding the script, and said, "I may suck a wave of fans." ”
"Are your fans masochists?" Hua Yao complained.
Shao Bai was ashamed to say: "They just love me too much." ”
"When the news of your marriage is exposed, you have a son as big as that. Do you think your fans will still love you? ”
"Idols are also people, can't I get married and have children?" Shao Bai chuckled lightly and said indifferently: "Maybe the popularity will decline, who can guarantee that there won't be more people like me?" ”
"Tsk, Emperor Shao is so confident."
Hua Yao got up to wash the dishes, but Shao Bai took her wrist and dragged the person to the sofa.
"Do a good job, play."
"Don't clean up?" Hua Yao pointed to the mess, no matter how she looked at it, it was uncomfortable.
Shaobai said: "Someone cleaned up. ”
As he was talking, there was a knock on the door, and then someone swiped the room card to come in. It is Shaobai's assistant Xiao Zhou. Xiao Zhou was quite surprised when he saw Hua Yao, and then looked at the empty plate, understood it in his heart, and skillfully cleaned it up.
Shaobai played against Hua Yao, serious like a teacher.
If someone walks in through the door, they see the scene of the seniors taking care of the juniors. After a while, the director came over, saw Hua Yao here, and happily pulled Hua Yao to talk about the script.
Shao, the owner of the room, Shiro, was completely ignored.
"That's great!"
"Yes, that's perfect."
……
"Do you think the martial arts design here is bad?"
The director danced excitedly, and when it came to martial arts design, he only had eyesight and ideas, but he didn't have the ability to choreograph better moves.
Hua Yao thought about it, picked up the script, rolled it into a cylinder as a sword, and said to the director: "What do you think of this? ”
She couldn't compare by herself, so she said to Shao Bai: "Teacher Shao, let's make a show?" ”
Shao Bai sneered in his heart, heh, now I think of him?
He's the male number one, an investor, the owner of this room, and her husband, okay?
Ignoring him like this, he also has a temper.
Then, Shaobai got up, stood opposite her, and asked, "What am I going to do?" ”