Chapter 191 Where is my name on it?

Chapter 191 Where is my name on it?

Chapter 191 Where is my name on it?

After hearing Liu Wangchun's explanation, Song Xuanxuan frowned for a moment: "Ah... What a pity, he's quite handsome, but he's actually the eldest son of Baixi. Forget it, I was thinking of adding him on QQ."

Lu Yuanqiu chuckled: "I didn't realize that you, a nymphomaniac, are quite clear-headed?"

Song Xuanxuan pouted and retorted: "That's right. Because of the competition with Baixi, my father has been busy and his hair has turned white. Even if this eldest son has opened his own company, he is still Baixi's man. Humph, even if he just helped me, I don't like him anymore. I want to continue to like Brother Yuanqiu~"

She shook her head with delight as she said the last sentence.

Lu Yuanqiu twitched his lips: "Then you should continue to like him."

Bai Qingxia ate the fruit in small bites and glanced at Song Xuanxuan out of the corner of her eye. She didn't understand how this girl could so easily say "like" anytime and anywhere.

Seeing Liu Wangchun was about to fork some fruit, Bai Qingxia hurriedly moved the fruit plate towards her.

Liu Wangchun: "But Zhang Yibin, everyone who knows him says he has good character, is a gentleman, and likes to do charity. He is only in his 20s, but his achievements are already remarkable. My father admires him very much."

Lu Yuanqiu had indeed heard from Boss Liu himself that Boss Liu admired him.

Song Xuanxuan swung her legs and muttered, "He was indeed quite a gentleman just now... My lipstick smeared on his clothes, but he still smiled at me."

Listening to their discussion, Lu Douqing, who was wearing panda pajamas, turned her head and looked in the direction of Zhang Yibin. She was not interested and continued to draw on the drawing board in front of her.

She drew Bai Qingxia in the form of a stop-frame comic.

There were a dozen small pictures on the drawing paper, and the contents were: Bai Qingxia secretly picked up the fruit with a fork, then put it in her mouth and chewed it, her cheeks bulging, and then she closed her eyes and smiled with satisfaction. While eating, she looked around and turned her head to listen to the gossip of people around her.

These short dozen comics look very dynamic, and Lu Douqing uses a Q-version style, which makes Bai Qingxia's image look very cute.

"Third sister, can you draw me in too~" Lu Yidong asked, resting his little head on his third sister's arm.

Lu Douqing turned to look at her and shook her head silently.

At this time, the cell phone beeped and Lu Yuanqiu looked down.

Sister Li: I know him! We were celebrating his birthday in the KTV that day. He and a few of his friends tortured my friend in the private room. It was him. He tortured my friend with a microphone. In short, he was a devil. Were you at a banquet? Xiaoqiu, remember to keep Xiaoxia away from him!
『Lu Yuanqiu』: I understand, Sister Li.

He put his phone back into his pocket and looked across at Zhang Yibin, who was smiling and enjoying the show with his companions.

The band had finished a song, and Lu Yuanqiu clapped along with everyone else.

It seems that Zhang Yibin is a guy who plays with his persona. Everyone who knows him says good things about him, but Sister Li saw his true face behind the scenes in the KTV.

Lu Yuanqiu is not planning to do anything now because there are many important people around him.

He was actually quite happy to get this answer from Sister Li, because at this moment he was more certain of what a disgusting person he would be dealing with in the future.

At noon, all the opening performances were over, and an emcee came onto the stage.
He held the microphone and asked everyone at the table to turn and look behind them.

Bai Qingxia and others looked in the direction he pointed, and discovered that twenty stoves had been placed in the open space behind them at some point.

It was probably built during the performance, when everyone's attention was on the stage. Behind the twenty stoves built on site, there is a large long square table with a bunch of seasonings and ingredients on it.

The emcee held the microphone and said, "The name of the contestant is posted in front of each stove. The competition time is one hour. At the end of the hour, no matter what the result is, you have to stop cooking."

It doesn’t take an hour to make a noodle, right?
The elderly people who could cook on the spot laughed and joked, but at this time someone noticed that there was flour among the ingredients on the table, so they probably understood.

They are a group of young kids who hardly cook. It is already difficult to give them an hour to mix the dough, roll it out, and make it into the basic shape of noodles, let alone cook the noodles deliciously.

Everyone can cook it, but the key is how to make it delicious?

The MC continued, "There is only one rule. The final product can only have one noodle. It fills a bowl and the noodle cannot be broken. As for the type of noodles, whether you make oil-splashed noodles or fried noodles with soybean paste, it doesn't matter. The gold ingot will only be awarded to the one that Old Lady Lu thinks makes the most delicious noodles!"

After he finished speaking, he raised his right hand. At this time, two staff members got the signal. They were wearing red vest uniforms and white gloves. They carefully pushed a small cart to the large terrace. On the red cloth on the cart, there was a gold ingot as big as a head.

The gold ingots must not be solid, but they must weigh at least one kilogram. The patterns carved on them are very delicate and exquisite, and they are even more dazzling in the sun.

However, to the guests present, the value of a gold ingot was nothing; the most important thing was the atmosphere.

Everyone clapped happily and welcomed the old lady of the Lu family to appear again under the guidance of the host.

Lu Cao and Lu Xingzhou walked out supporting each other, smiling and waving to the onlookers.

They came here and found a main seat and sat down. Bai Qingxia turned around to look at her grandmother, only to find that she was looking at her. The old lady was very cute and shook the scarf around her neck and smiled kindly at the girl.

Seeing this scene, the girl was flattered and quickly smiled and nodded.

The MC jokingly said, "I heard that the youngest contestant this time is only 14 years old. I am looking forward to what kind of noodles this 14-year-old girl will make."

Lu Yidong, who was sitting in her seat, had a grim face. She was the youngest contestant mentioned by the host.

The MC continued, "Next, all the young chefs are invited to take their seats in front of the stoves with their names on them. Only after the countdown begins can you turn around and collect the ingredients and seasonings."

Almost all the young people at Lu Yuanqiu's table stood up. Bai Qingxia took a deep breath and prepared to walk towards the stove with Lu Yuanqiu's name on it, but after taking a few steps, she realized something was wrong.

Bai Qingxia turned around and found that the boy with a crew cut was still sitting there motionless, with no intention of getting up at all. At this moment, he was looking up at her and smiling gently.

"Why don't you come over?"

the girl asked nervously.

Lu Yuanqiu smiled and pointed ahead: "Look, where is my name in front of those stoves?"

Bai Qingxia turned around after hearing that. She saw nearly 20 young people walking towards their stoves, but she glanced several times but still couldn't find Lu Yuanqiu's name.

Finally, after everyone was in place, Bai Qingxia looked at the last remaining stove, but the name written on it was not Lu Yuanqiu, but... Bai Qingxia.

(End of this chapter)