Yan Xinyuan stood up suddenly and opened his eyes wide.
Shi Qinglan was seen holding the phone to her ear. She was looking at the man with a smile on her face. The smile on her lips was a little deep. She repeated in a charming voice, "Good disciple?"
Hearing this, Yan Xinyuan instantly felt as if a basin of cold water poured down from his head and extinguished all his enthusiasm!
"You, you, you..." His eyes were full of fear.
He couldn't believe that Qingyue was actually his master, and he felt so cold that an ominous premonition arose in his heart.
Shi Qinglan raised her eyes slightly, "Do you believe it now?"
This crisp and charming voice sounded again. It lingered in Yan Xinyuan's ears and came out from the receiver. He also saw the red lips of the woman in front of him move, and these words escaped from her throat.
Dual sound! She is actually...
"Master... Master." Yan Xinyuan was stunned.
The hand holding the phone slowly dropped down and fell heavily to his legs. The phone almost fell as well.
Shi Qinglan's mobile phone was equipped with dual SIM cards.
She usually uses one account, and another account to contact friends and disciples in Jingshi Pavilion or other fields, but this other account is almost sealed by her and is not used very often.
Today, I just released it from the small dark room.
"Fakes can't expel you from the school, right?" Shi Qinglan's red lips curled up slightly, with a deep smile at the corners of her lips.
Yan Xinyuan felt as if a cold wind was blowing behind him, making his whole body feel chilly. "Misunderstanding... misunderstanding."
His arrogant and arrogant demeanor was immediately restrained, and his whole person was completely different from the second-level wit just now.
"Misunderstanding?" Shi Qinglan raised her eyebrows lightly. After hanging up the phone, she played with her phone carelessly, "Teacher Yan Xinyuan didn't seem to have such an attitude just now..."
Hearing Teacher Yan Xinyuan's name, he felt his scalp explode instantly, "Master, Master, don't shout like that..."
"Teacher Yan Xinyuan?" Shi Qinglan repeated with a smile as bright as a flower.
Yan Xinyuan was so frightened by her that she almost cried. If the man didn't have gold under his knees, he would definitely kneel down to her right now!
"Master, I was wrong! I really didn't know it was you..."
"I, I thought that idiot Wei Ran was deceived... Either he was deceived, or..." He was incoherent.
The smile that Shi Qinglan raised became more and more meaningful.
She approached Yan Xinyuan gracefully and slowly. The girl's skin was as white as frost and snow, with a little bit of crimson at the corners of her eyes due to her charming makeup. Her delicate oval face, beautiful eyes were slightly narrowed, and the inadvertent sharpness around her body gave people a sense of oppression. feel…
"I've made a lot of progress." Shi Qinglan's red lips parted slightly, her voice slightly cold, "My IQ has dropped even further."
Hearing the official complaint from the master, Yan Xinyuan was about to cry, "Master, you can punish me however you want! Don't expel me from the master... How about I kneel down for you?"
"No need." Shi Qinglan immediately raised his hand to stop him.
In modern society, she can't afford anyone to kneel down and worship her.
Yan Xinyuan's flying sword eyebrows dropped quite a bit, and he looked timid. His originally tall and mighty body was also shrunk, and he leaned forward slightly and stood respectfully in front of Shi Qinglan.
The girl picked up her skirt, walked slowly to the Qingluan Peony Chair, turned around and sat down elegantly.
"Master, let me serve you tea!" Yan Xinyuan immediately picked up the teapot and poured her tea himself.
Then he held the tea bowl in both hands and handed it over enthusiastically.
Shi Qinglan's beautiful eyes flickered, and she casually took the tea bowl and held it in her hands. She used the lid of the bowl to hold the tea noodles, "If you don't improve your cooking skills, don't call me master in the future."
"Okay! My disciple will definitely perform well tonight!" Yan Xinyuan immediately grinned.
The staff looked at this scene dumbfounded.
Yan Xinyuan, who once boasted on Weibo that he was going to reveal the true identity of the counterfeit, now bent over Shi Qinglan and waited on her as diligently as a little puppy.
Isn't it rumored that this chef has an impatient and wild temper
Isn't it rumored that Qingyue's identity will be exposed tonight and slapped in the face
"Um..." The director was too shocked to recover. He coughed slightly and looked sideways at Nan Xiyue, "So, Miss Qingyue is really the number one state banquet chef in China, right?"
"It seems... right." Nan Xiyue responded in a daze.
Although she had already confirmed with Shi Qinglan and knew that it was impossible for her to forge her identity, but now that she was re-authenticated by Yan Xinyuan, she could not avoid being shocked again!
Yan Xinyuan licked his face, "Master, what do you want to eat today? I will make it for you."
The director slowly typed:
Guest, have you forgotten that before you came to record the show, we gave you a script, told you what to make for this episode’s themed state banquet dish, and also prepared the ingredients for you!
"Listen to the arrangement of the program team." Shi Qinglan said nonchalantly.
Hearing this, the director's heart dropped back into his stomach. Fortunately, Miss Qingyue still had a general understanding...
"Okay!" Yan Xinyuan looked like a silly son of a landlord, and immediately bared a row of white teeth, "Then wait for another day. Another day I will go to Master's house to cook a table of delicious food for Master!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Bo Yucheng walked into the studio.
He came directly from the Bo's chaebol office building and when he came in, he saw a wild man courting his family, Lan Lan...
"Come to my house to cook?" the man's Shen Che voice sounded.
Hearing this, the director suddenly opened his eyes wide again, and other staff members also cast shocked looks at him...
What? What did the Bo chaebol just say
Bo Yucheng walked quickly behind Yan Xinyuan, grabbed his collar with his big hands, picked him up and threw him aside.
The man glanced over with cold eyes, "You are not welcome in my home. I can cook for her whatever she wants to eat."
Shi Qinglan: "..." Then it's better not to give it up.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been asked to clean up after the kitchen was blown up.
Yan Xinyuan was instantly furious. He turned to look at Bo Yucheng angrily and said impatiently, "Who are you?"
"It's our master." Wei Ran immediately grabbed the corner of his clothes.
Hearing this, Yan Xinyuan's arrogant posture froze for a moment, and then in about three seconds, he immediately put away his arrogant and angry posture and showed a very hypocritical smile.
He chuckled, "Hello, Master, Master, you just taught me the right lesson. It's all because I'm blind..."
Bo Yucheng glanced at him coldly.
Then he strode steadily to the Qingluan Peony chair beside Shi Qinglan and sat down, "Who is he?"
"Second disciple." Shi Qinglan immediately obediently stretched out three fingers and swore, "I promise that I am not a love rival."
(End of chapter)