Socially anxious kid and top-tier brother became popular after appearing on variety show

“If you put more effort and be more serious, as long as the food is edible, you can get 5 points. Pay attention to the color, don’t over-fry it, and don’t over-cook it. If it tastes a little better, the food will naturally smell delicious.” The director was really heartbroken. Why wouldn’t these people think about it carefully?

It’s just cooking a meal, is it that difficult?

He just wanted a simple dinner task.

However, it is still difficult for those who can't cook.

Song Yun knew their cooking level, and only Zuo Yue could cook decent meals, and the taste was just average.

But he wasn't worried at all.

Even though almost none of them knew how to cook, and Zuo Yue, who could cook, was not unable to complete the task.

But Song Yun was not worried at all.

Because he can cook, and the food tastes delicious, so good that even his master from the program crew can praise it.

"It's just cooking, don't worry." Song Yun stood up at this time, his face full of pride.

"I will do it."

Zuo Yue looked at him with some suspicion. She had never heard that Song Yun could cook before.

"Can you really do it?" Zuo Yue couldn't help but ask him.

Song Yun immediately looked at her in disbelief: "How can you not believe me?"

"I'm your good friend, why don't you believe me?"

"If you don't believe me, I will climb a tree in the middle of the night and complain to the moon. Moon, not the sun, please tell this woman whom I consider a good friend that I really can cook."

Zuo Yue: “…”

other people:"……"

Very good, Song Yun’s mental state is still as good as ever. He is a man who can go crazy!

Only Meng Yan, who didn't know Song Yun well and had only spent one day with him, looked over blankly.

What happened to Song Yun?

Why is he suddenly so strange?

Should we see a doctor?

Is this what humans call hysteria?

Meng Yan looked at it, feeling a little worried.

Song Yun is a human being who treats her very well, and Meng Yan really hopes that all humans who treat her well can be well.

"Yanyan, what's wrong?" Meng Xu noticed her nervousness and asked quickly.

Meng Yan carefully leaned close to Meng Xu's ear and whispered very quietly, "Brother, what happened to Song Yun? Should we find a doctor for him?"

The girl's voice was filled with obvious worry and she seemed to be very concerned about Song Yun.

Meng Xu rarely felt jealous, and instead couldn't help laughing.

"Don't worry about Yanyan. He has always been very smart."

"Ah?" Meng Yan was puzzled.

Meng Xu simply explained: "He is going crazy for a reason."

Meng Yan: "...crazy?"

So, in the human world, going crazy is a normal thing?

Meng Yan didn't understand.

But she didn't know how to ask.

But everyone saw it and didn't seem worried, so it should be okay.

Meng Yan saw Zuo Yue's mouth twitch, and then he said speechlessly, "Alright, alright, I know you can cook. Don't go crazy here. Please get ready to cook, chef."

Song Yun raised his eyebrows and looked arrogant.

Now, this is his home turf.

He assigned tasks quickly.

Except Meng Yan and He Mu, the four of them have to cook.

Qin Zhao and Zuo Yue were responsible for washing and cutting vegetables, Meng Xu was responsible for arranging the dishes and helping to wash the vegetables, and he was responsible for cooking.

After assigning the tasks, Song Yun quickly went to the kitchen, found an apron, and looked like a chef.

The director was shocked. How come he didn’t know that Song Yun was actually a chef?

The assistant director whispered, "Could it be that there is more thunder than rain?"

Director: "...That's a good description. Don't describe it like that next time."

The assistant director shut up.

They looked at Song Yun's skillful movements and serious expression. He first made the chicken soup and added the seasonings very quickly. It didn't look like he didn't know how to cook.

Meng Yan held a small bowl of cherries washed by Meng Xu and sat on a chair. He ate cherries while watching the four people busying around.

At her feet, the little beast was still spinning in circles, looking cute.

He Mu was in a daze, no one knew what he was thinking. It was not yet time for his punishment, so he was free.

Only four guests were busy.

[When I looked at Meng Yan, I thought, what an easy, happy, and comfortable life it is. Then, when I saw Meng Yan’s perspective, I successfully associated it with myself. I got angry...]

[The director did a great job of this, successfully making us feel the contrast, and there are many more sad people in this world.]

[No, I'm just watching a variety show. How can you associate it with yourself? Can't you just watch it properly? I think this variety show is very interesting, but some of the comments are really annoying.]

[If some people don’t want to read our comments, they can turn off the barrage, instead of turning on the barrage and reading our comments when they feel uncomfortable.]

[I just like to open the barrage, what's wrong?]

[Hey, what are you arguing about? Can't we just watch this variety show?]

"Director, there's another quarrel here." The assistant director noticed that the comments in the live broadcast room were full of quarreling remarks and immediately told the director.

"What did you quarrel about?"

The assistant director looked strange, "Because..."

He really couldn't explain it, so he let the director figure it out for himself.

The director took a big sip of his wolfberry and red dates water, then looked at the comments in the live broadcast room.

"..." The director was a little speechless, "Don't worry about it, let them quarrel. Really... how can everything cause a quarrel?"

The assistant director didn't understand why either.

"Oh right." The director suddenly spoke up again, "Let's ask the staff to control speech. Although there is freedom of speech, it's not okay to make too much noise."

The assistant director nodded and stood up to find the staff.

The director took another big sip of wolfberry and red date water with a bitter face.

I take care of my health every day, but I still feel more and more tired.

This audience is not easy to lead.

……

Song Yun cooks very quickly and the food smells delicious.

After the dish is cooked and presented, it looks delicious.

However, whether it tastes good or not and how many points it can get depends on how many points the professionals invited by the director give it.

"Song Yun, I really can't tell that your cooking skills are so good." Zuo Yue looked at the three dishes that had already been prepared and was a little surprised.

"Hehehe, of course. Who am I? How could I not do it well?" Song Yun was the kind of person who could feel proud without any praise, not to mention that Zuo Yue's tone was full of praise.

However, Zuo Yue's praise was meaningless to him.

He quickly walked to Meng Yan and said, "Yan Yan, what kind of food do you like to eat?"

He was so busy showing off his specialty that he even forgot to ask Meng Yan what he wanted to eat.

"I'm fine with anything." Meng Yan smiled at him.

And next to him, He Mu looked over.