Shi Qinglan raised the corners of his eyes lazily.
At the same time, all eyes in the studio were focused on her, and even the director held his breath and looked at her. This cue was not in the script he gave Jian Shutong!
"Don't you know how to cook, Miss Qingyue?" Jian Shutong raised his lips and looked at her, with a little certainty in his smile.
She didn't know whether Qingyue knew how to cook.
But even if she really knew how to cook a few dishes, it would never be as good as her years of hard work in the field of gourmet food. Therefore, no matter whether Qingyue knew how to cook or not, she would definitely be slapped in the face!
"Goddess, if you don't know how to cook, just reject it. There is no such point in the recording process." Shi Qing'an tilted his head slightly and reminded the girl in a low voice across Bo Yucheng.
Hearing this, Bo Yucheng's eyebrows raised slightly.
His knuckled fingers rested on the Qingluan Peony Chair, tapping it carelessly, but a faint smile flashed across his eyes.
Everyone was waiting for Shi Qinglan's answer, but they saw the girl's red lips curve slightly, "I do know a little bit about cooking."
Shi Qing'an looked sideways at the girl in surprise.
I saw Shi Qinglan standing up gracefully, her light long-sleeved shirt hanging down naturally. She slightly lifted the complicated skirt and walked towards the stage. As she swayed lightly, she looked like a queen who is the queen of the world.
Standing in the center of the stage, the girl slowly turned around and looked back, with a faint smile on her red lips, "Miss Jian, do you really want me to show you?"
Jian Shutong didn't expect that she would agree so simply.
She was stunned for a moment, then pursed her lips slightly, "Of course, fans would be extremely excited if they could see Miss Qingyue personally cooking and serving a state banquet dish to everyone, right? And it would also be more effective in promoting Chinese food culture. Doesn’t it mean something?”
The smile on Shi Qinglan's lips grew deeper.
Her eyes were slightly lowered, and she casually picked up a kitchen knife on the kitchen table, with a faint smile that had an inexplicable sense of coolness.
"Okay." Shi Qinglan's red lips parted slightly, "Although I haven't been to a state banquet in many years and I may be a bit unskilled, but the simple pastry should be acceptable. How about the lotus cake?"
Jian Shutong's pupils shrank obviously.
She originally thought that Shi Qinglan would show an ordinary home-cooked dish, but she didn't expect that she would choose the lotus cake with extremely complicated craftsmanship.
"Miss Qingyue, are you sure?" Jian Shutong smiled, "Lotus pastry is very difficult and requires very delicate skills. Even experienced pastry chefs can easily fail."
Shi Qinglan slowly put down the kitchen knife and said, "OK."
After the sound fell, she looked sideways at Jian Shutong with a sweet smile. There was a hint of provocation in that smile.
"Okay then." Jian Shutong lightly shrugged, "But... I remember that Mr. Wei Ran seems to be a professional pastry chef, and his master is even more famous. I just want to remind Miss Qingyue not to do anything in front of experts. It’s Lu Qie.”
Shi Qinglan lowered her eyes and smiled softly, "Miss Jian is worrying too much."
She happened to be the famous master Jian Shutong mentioned, and her only worry was not that she was timid, but that it would be difficult if Wei Ran tasted it and his descendants found her.
"Since...in this case, let us hand over the stage to Miss Qingyue." The host followed the process in a daze.
But as soon as she finished speaking, she felt something was wrong. This process was clearly not in her script, so why did it suddenly go off the rails!
"Miss Qingyue, please." Jian Shutong smiled faintly.
She turned around and left and returned to the Qingluan Peony Chair, still not believing that Shi Qinglan could make lotus cakes well. You must know that the pastries of the imperial palace not only have extremely high requirements on taste and texture, but also bring visual enjoyment to people...
Other pastries are just that, lotus cake is really difficult, and even she can't guarantee success in the first time when demonstrated on the spot.
"This..." The director was dumbfounded as he sat in front of the monitor.
A director came to him in a panic, "Director, what should we do? Do we really want Miss Qingyue to show off her cooking skills?"
The director stared at the monitor hesitantly, not knowing what to say.
At this moment, Nan Xiyue was also stunned. She raised her hand and put it on her eyebrow, "He's meowing..."
She really didn't expect that Shi Qinglan would cause such trouble for her.
"Miss Nan, Qingyue..." The director turned to Nan Xiyue and asked tentatively, "Do you really know about state banquets?"
"She knows nothing about state banquets." Nan Xiyue folded her hands on her chest. "I've never heard of her knowing how to cook! I've never even seen her cook instant noodles. Why are you bringing me lotus cakes?"
She wanted to put a lotus leaf on this woman's face right now.
Hearing this, the director and choreographers all showed solemn expressions.
"If Miss Qingyue doesn't do a good job, that's fine. At worst, she'll have to be edited later. But if she really hasn't cooked before, what if the studio is blown up..."
"She is a well-deserved goddess in the music industry! Isn't her innocent reputation in this life ruined by our program team?"
"But why did Miss Qingyue agree to Jian Shutong!"
The directors were discussing in low voices, and they all expressed panic and confusion over Shi Qinglan's desire to show off her cooking skills.
"Don't make any noise." The director shouted in a low voice, "Let's prepare ingredients for Miss Qingyue first, and let the fire department prepare for emergencies. We will take care of other matters step by step."
As long as it doesn't blow up the studio, it's easy to talk about anything.
For an international celebrity like Qingyue, her personality cannot be ruined and her face must be preserved. If there are any mistakes in her cooking skills, the program team will definitely cut them out, otherwise there will be no way to explain to her agent and company. …
The director looked at Nan Xiyue and said, "Don't worry, Miss Nan. If there is any accident, the program team will strictly block today's news. Fans will not know that she bombed the studio."
The solemn look on his face seemed as if Qingyue had already exploded.
Nan Xiyue's forehead was twitching. She raised her hand to rub her temples and closed her eyes to rest, "This is the only way."
The program team quickly helped Shi Qinglan prepare the ingredients, and the recording continued with all departments in place.
Shi Qinglan took off her long-sleeved shirt and raised her hands to take off a few tassels. She was only wearing the bright red waist-length skirt, leaving a few elegant red hairpins on her temples, which allowed her to show off her cooking skills.
"Miss Qingyue, do you need help in the kitchen?" A deep voice suddenly sounded, and Bo Yucheng stood up slowly.
He walked up to Shi Qinglan with his slender legs, and the possessive aura around him was extremely strong, "Should I recommend myself?"
Hearing this, the corners of Shi Qinglan's eyes jumped sharply.
She thought of the messy kitchen at Qinglan Water Pavilion, and was about to reject the man when she saw Shi Qing'an striding over and said, "I am also willing to work as a cook for Miss Qingyue."
Shi Qinglan: "..." My head hurts even more.
Maybe we really want to blow up the studio together.
And ha~
(End of chapter)