"What?" Mo Nan pretended to be stupid and didn't look at him, but turned his eyes on Feng Yi, which meant to get out of the siege quickly.
After Feng Yi saw it, he paced over, his smile unchanged, like a fox, just like a manager of a daily team: "Is Cat, Cat and Bear hungry? Who else is hungry? I'll ask Xiao Liang to buy it, don't you?" Nan's hand injury hasn't fully healed yet, so it's best not to touch the kitchen these two days, and cooking will delay training time."
In the last sentence, Cat, Cat And Bear heard the warning in that smile, and immediately froze.
Mr. Feng is the same as the boss, he really has an aura of 2.8 meters.
After obediently asking the assistant to come over and order takeaway.
Cat, Cat and Bear continued to train.
Sitting on the chair, Mo Nan breathed a sigh of relief.
It was this breath that attracted Feng Nai's sideways eyes and deepened gaze.
After noticing this, Mo Nan's back stiffened for a moment, but his face remained clear and his profile was expressionless, so he took advantage of the situation and pressed his shoulder.
Give a person a state that he is tired.
Seeing him like that, Feng Nai stretched out his hand to help him stretch his muscles.
He was 100% sure that his relationship with this person was pure brotherhood.
Other ripples, not at all.
Mo Nan, who was relieved of the crisis, was almost out of danger.
Feng Yi saw everything in his eyes, and just as he was about to start the next work, a message came to his phone.
"I just met Xiaonailin, and the plan to get back has to be advanced."
Feng Yi looked at the line of words, his eyes darkened, the situation was a little out of control.
He has to switch plan B just to be sure...
Yawan Hotel is more than an hour's drive from the base.
The preliminaries of the chef competition are about to begin.
The atmosphere at the scene can be imagined.
Every contestant is looking for his own position.
Mo Bei, who finished sending the message, was wearing a long skirt and hidden in the corner.
If possible, she didn't want to be photographed.
The camera position is indeed based on the principle that whoever is in front will be given the shot.
Not because of these contestants, but because of the judges sitting there.
Of course, the chef competition is not the same as the game live broadcast.
Such a program, the traffic on the Internet is only average.
So shooting is not so important.
The important thing is the performance on the spot.
Before the opening, the host would like to thank the sponsor, that is, Feng Shi.
Xiao Nailin sat far away with Mrs. Feng, and didn't want to show up, but tasting must be tasted.
However, Nailin's mind isn't here yet, she just stares at the phone, her handsome face puffs up again and again: "What the hell is brother doing, he doesn't even reply to a message."
After hearing what her youngest son said, Mrs. Feng couldn't help but smile: "Your brother is in training camp, so he probably won't be able to see your messages. You'd better have a good meal with my mother."
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Nailin bit her little finger, her eyes lit up again: "Mom, the assistant who is taking care of my brother at the base is also from our family, isn't it?"
"Well, what? Miss your brother that much?" Mrs. Feng wiped the corners of her youngest son's mouth with a napkin as she spoke. His aristocratic demeanor can be seen in every move.
Nailin gave a "hmm" and leaned over to shake her hand: "Mom, please help me get in touch."
Mrs. Feng was so cute that she couldn't help it. She took out her mobile phone and pressed a series of numbers to go there.
The assistant who was still ordering food at the base saw the sudden caller ID, his eyes were shocked, and he immediately pressed the connect button: "Ma'am."
(end of this chapter)