Keeping A Loyal Dog Is Not As Good As A Loyal Dragon

Li Zhiqing's body was wrapped in a thin quilt, with only his head exposed from above. He felt hungry at night and instinctively arched and rubbed. His hair was a bit messy, and his eyes were hazy and dazed due to sleepiness. , It really looks like a child who just woke up, especially lying on the bed and making such a funny move.

You Chuan put the supper on the table, and looked at the child who was still in a daze opposite him in pairs. Finally, he couldn't help but smile and raised his hand, palms down, and beckoned to him.

Li Zhiqing buried his face in his arms and rubbed vigorously, got out of the quilt, got off the bed and walked over: "...It smells so good, what is it?"

You Chuan took the packing box out of the bag, opened the lid, and the smell rushed around like crazy, Li Zhiqing's stomach immediately groaned in unison, he touched the tip of his nose embarrassedly, and took three steps and two Step over to the table.

A box of siu mai, a box of fried dumplings, and a small bowl of pork ribs and millet porridge.

"Where did it come from?" Li Zhiqing's mouth was full of saliva, and he swallowed hard before asking him.

You Chuan unwrapped the plastic package of the disposable tableware: "There is a shop on the street, but it's not closed."

Li Zhiqing bought him a wallet before when he was taking him out to buy things, and stuffed some cash into it. Although You Chuan didn't use it, he always carried it with him as a collection, and it was the first time he took it out tonight use.

Hearing this, Li Zhiqing looked up at him.

Their room was on the 24th floor of the hotel, and the 1-hour restaurant was two intersections away from the hotel. He always felt that it didn't take even one minute for You Chuan to go out and come back.

You Chuan broke apart the chopsticks neatly, pinched the middle part of the chopsticks with his fingertips and turned it slightly, redirecting the tip of the chopsticks to himself, and then handed it to Li Zhiqing.

Li Zhiqing looked at the neatly arranged pastries in the paper box, took the chopsticks and hesitantly picked up a fried dumpling, struggled for a few seconds, then let go of the fried dumpling: "I'm going to rinse my mouth first."

After all, he slept for most of the night, barely endured without brushing his teeth, and he really couldn't get his mouth out without rinsing his mouth.

Just as Li Zhiqing put his chopsticks aside, You Chuan suddenly turned his head and glanced outside.

Li Zhiqing couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and stopped on his way to the bathroom: "What's wrong?"

You Chuan looked back at him: "Someone is coming."

"Who?" After Li Zhiqing asked, he inexplicably remembered an irresponsible joke Tang Shunshi said before, "Knock on the door in the middle of the night, either a lady or a ghost".

You Chuan replied: "People at work."

"From the program team?"

"Well," You Chuan nodded, "Do you want to let them in?"

Li Zhiqing didn't quite understand what he meant. If the program team came late at night, it must be related to the recording. It is very likely that they got the key card of his room. If they want to come in, they can come in: "If you are working, it's okay to come in."

Almost at the same time as his words fell, there was a slight movement of the door being pushed open from outside, and then a group of people's deliberately light footsteps could be heard.

Li Zhiqing simply walked out of the bedroom, and it turned out to be people from the program team, the leader was the director, behind him two or three cameras were mounted on the cameraman's shoulders like anti-aircraft guns, the lights were dimmed, a group of people suddenly opened the door when they saw Li Zhiqing When they came out, they were all taken aback.

"Didn't sleep?" The director was the first to respond and asked him.

Li Zhiqing thought that his hair was still messy, so he stretched out his hands to scratch it, and replied with a smile: "I fell asleep, and woke up hungry again, get up and eat something."

Everyone pursed their lips and smiled when they heard the words, Li Zhiqing was inexplicably laughed at, the director grinned and handed him a task card: "Our recording is about to start now, this is what you are going to do today First task."

"Start now?" Li Zhiqing took the task card, looked at the completely dark sky outside the window, opened his eyes in disbelief, "What time is it?"

The director glanced at his watch and replied, "It's still 03 minutes before 30:15 in the morning."

"Three o'clock in the morning..." Li Zhiqing was startled and laughed, took a step back, and looked around the director team who started work early, "You guys are working too hard, starting so early? Is everyone at this time? ?”

No wonder Feng Liangqiu reminded him to go to bed early.

"Please read the task card first." The director reminded him.

Li Zhiqing lowered his head with emotion, and read out the words on the card under the incoming light: "Please wash up before 03:30, change into the chef's uniform and rush to the hotel kitchen to prepare a hearty breakfast for all the guests... Hmm?!" Seeing the end, his eyes widened, "Wait, is this just me? Am I going to make breakfast alone?"

"Yes, you need to make a full set of breakfast for the remaining eleven members within the specified time. A detailed list has been prepared for you in the kitchen. This is your chef's uniform." Li Zhiqing's expression was very funny, and the director suppressed a smile He motioned for the people behind to deliver the whole set of chef uniforms to him.

Li Zhiqing was dumbfounded: "Why?"

Why did this person choose him?

"It's like this," the director continued to hold back his smile, but there was already an obvious smile when he spoke, "Originally this task was performed by Feng Liangqiu, but the director team made a misjudgment of his game session in the catalog recording of last season. Therefore, he was given a reversal compensation, as long as he can successfully deceive any guest to skip dinner, he can exchange identities with the corresponding guest and let the guest complete this task on his behalf.”

Li Zhiqing closed his eyes and patted his forehead, wanted to laugh but felt helpless: "So he came to see me last night, didn't he?"

The director reminded him: "You still have about 10 minutes of preparation time."

Li Zhiqing said seriously: "Can I use these 10 minutes to beat up Feng Liangqiu?"

The director smiled: "After the task is completed, it's not like there is no chance."

Li Zhiqing resigned to his fate and returned to the bedroom, hurriedly washed his face, took off his pajamas when the water on his face was half dry, and threw the chef's uniform on his body after throwing it on the bed: "Did you hear what they said just now?" ?”

In the past, You Chuan would take the initiative to go out when Li Zhiqing was changing clothes, but today the time is too fast and there are people outside, so he didn't have time to avoid it.

Li Zhiqing was a little shy about taking off his clothes in front of You Chuan, so he could only turn his back the whole time.

The muscles on his body are well-proportioned, tough and thin, with no obvious lumps, long and smooth lines, his legs are also slender and straight, and his buttocks without excess fat are rare among men. Following the change, the clothes fell, all covered under the white cloth.

You Chuan only glanced briefly, then quickly pulled his gaze away, pinched the corner of the table secretly, and the muscles on his arms bulged accordingly: "Mmm."

"Feng Liangqiu is too much, I have to kick him later." Hungry is really hungry, Li Zhiqing hurried over to stuff fried dumplings into his mouth after changing his clothes, he ate in a hurry, didn't chew very carefully, when he swallowed They all frowned.

You Chuan took off the pair of chopsticks again, scattered the porridge side dishes in the bowl, stirred it and handed it together with the spoon to Li Zhiqing: "Drink the porridge, nourish your stomach."

The director knocked on the door outside, and Li Zhiqing poured it into his mouth with a small plastic bowl. After finishing drinking, he spit out two small bones, raised his legs and walked towards the door. Before turning the doorknob, he turned his head and looked pitifully at You Chuan Wrinkled face: "...It's over, I have an appetizer."

Hunger with an empty stomach is uncomfortable, and hunger that has just rested is also tormenting.

But there was no way to torture people, Li Zhiqing could only rush to the back kitchen under the guidance of the program team, knead the dough and make stuffing under the guidance of the arranged staff, and even made a few good-looking desserts.

This process was comparable to hell for Li Zhiqing, he survived by silently reciting Feng Liangqiu's name when he was making the final decorations for the freshly baked desserts.

The follow-up director of the variety show is not only responsible for shooting tasks, but also provides timely guidance and inspiration to the guests. When he saw Li Zhiqing's face full of stories, he asked him a few words.

While busy with the things at hand, Li Zhiqing muttered: "...I didn't eat enough at noon yesterday, and I didn't eat last night. I just re-appetized, and now I have to cook so much breakfast... Really, I definitely want to eat Feng Liangqiu's, it won't work if anyone stops me."

He had a dignified face, and his voice was not loud, as if he was talking to himself, making the director team laugh.

Li Zhiqing finally kneaded the dough, leaving the rest of the process to the professional masters.

But when kneading dough for the first time, most of them cannot escape the experience of sticky hands. Li Zhiqing had a few pieces of semi-dry flour stuck to his palms and fingertips. Cruel to the point of numbness.

The director team gave Li Zhiqing a 15-minute break, Li Zhiqing left the kitchen, found a row of seats in the corridor with You Chuan, took out a tissue and spread it on his legs, picked the flour on his hand and said: "I might be hungry." Hallucination, now I actually feel that there is a sweet fragrance here."

It was very similar to the brown sugar glutinous rice cakes he bought on the road before coming to the hotel.

You Chuan chuckled lightly upon hearing this.

Li Zhiqing thought he was making fun of him for being delicious, and as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw You Chuan took out another familiar packing box from nowhere, and when the paper cover was opened, there were stacks of neatly cut brown sugar glutinous rice cakes inside.

The glutinous rice cakes were fried until golden brown, most of the brown sugar was melted on the surface, and a thin layer of sesame seeds and cooked soybean powder was sprinkled, which made people's index fingers move.

Li Zhiqing was shocked immediately, and couldn't help but stop picking up the flour: "...Where did you get it?"

Whether it's the expression, the tone of voice, or the words he asked, they are all exactly the same as when he just woke up in the early morning.

You Chuan wanted to tease him for no reason: "Steal it."

Li Zhiqing recognized that the packing box containing the glutinous rice cakes was the same as the one he bought before, and smiled: "Nonsense."

The weather in late autumn has turned cold, but the glutinous rice cakes are still warm. Li Zhiqing blew on them a few times before he dared to open his mouth to bite down. The skin is crispy, the inside is soft and waxy, and his mouth is filled with sweet fragrance: "This is really delicious." He mouthed While chewing, he picked up another piece and handed it to You Chuan, "A piece?"

When passing by that store, Li Zhiqing bought a total of two boxes, and You Chuan finally finished the portion given to him, and Li Zhiqing thought that he should also like it.

The glutinous rice cake is rectangular and not soft. When Li Zhiqing ate it, he only held half of the glutinous rice cake, and did not get his saliva on the tip of the chopsticks. He was very calm when feeding it to You Chuan.

You Chuan leaned forward slightly, opened his mouth to bite down the glutinous rice cakes, the chopsticks barely touched the edge of his lips, as if they were touching, Li Zhiqing felt that his hands were a little stiff.

He put down his hands pretending to be calm on the face, stared at the top of the chopsticks with lowered eyes for two seconds, and when he picked up another piece and put it into his mouth, he secretly poked the tip of the chopsticks against his lips.

Li Zhiqing didn't feel how sweet and fragrant the glutinous rice cake was in his mouth at the moment, just a little sticking to the chopsticks made him unable to restrain himself from curling the corners of his mouth.

He tightly closed the corners of his dishonest mouth, but his eyes forgot to control, and the frequency of blinking was obviously a little higher than usual.

You Chuan sat next to him, lowering his head while lowering his eyes, silently watching those two eyelashes flutter up and down from time to time, as lively as a butterfly in early spring when the sun warming is over.

He wanted to keep the pair of butterflies in his hands more than once, preferably no one could see them.

The author has something to say: Li Zhiqing: If You Chuan delivers food, it is estimated that all the food delivery boys in the country will lose their jobs.

You Chuan: ...Will my daughter-in-law stay with me just to eat takeaway anytime and anywhere?