Chapter 1654 Blind Date and Love Each Other, Turned Into a Golden Thread.

Slender hands knead into jade, and deep-fried in green oil until tender yellow.

Sleeping in spring at night is of no importance, and it weighs down a beautiful woman's arm-wrapped gold.

Arm wrapping gold is an ornament worn on the arm. It is made of gold and silver bars, wound into a spring shape, and extended in circles.

The sanzi is like the shape of the arm-wrapped gold, with a golden color, especially after the outside is drizzled with honey, it is like a golden ornament with a transparent glass, which makes people look not only good in color, but also beautiful. It has a shiny look that is very alluring.

Ye Fei has already made a few pieces of Ju Sheng Nu, and when they were put on a plate, the audience in the live broadcast room and several guests at the scene wanted to taste it first.

But everyone knows Ye Fei's rule, that is to taste together after cooking.

But today Ye Fei seems to be a bit of an exception. In order to let Shiren and Director Xiang liven up the atmosphere, he bet a huge victory and asked them to write a poem each. Whoever wins can taste it in advance. That is, you can eat one more than others.

If someone else uses this thing as a bet to let others compete, they will be tortured to death every minute, but Ye Fei is different. The food he cooks is something that many wealthy businessmen will fight for at any cost. Now there are An opportunity that was easily available, neither wet man nor Director Xiang wanted to let go.

"Brother, I'm sorry." The wet man clasped his fists and said.

Director Xiang also cupped his fists and said, "It's easy to say, today we will eat according to our ability."

"It's so good, I don't know how Xiongtai wants to compare?"

"Willing to listen to high opinion."

"We will do modern poetry for Wenbi, and ancient poetry for Wubi. I don't want to take advantage of you. I can explain it to you. I can learn both modern poetry and ancient poetry at my fingertips. It's as easy as drinking oasis in February. "

"Hahaha, coincidence, I also have a little research on modern poetry and ancient poetry, you draw the way, and I will follow."

Seeing two guys competing in the arena for a giant victory, the audience in the live broadcast room and the guests at the scene were all speechless. Fuck, you two are really enough. You two are fighting with each other, and you are so tall.

Ye Fei continued to be a Jusheng slave while listening to the two of them composing poems.

"Who will come first?" asked the Wet Man.

Director Xiang thought for a while and said, "Let's decide who comes first and who comes second in an interstellar way?"

"Oh? In what way?"

"Rock paper scissors."

"...."

So everyone just watched the two guys start playing rock-paper-scissors there.

I don't know if these two guys have discussed it or what happened. Every time the two of them play the same game, after more than 20 rounds of guessing, it is still the same!

This is a bit unbearable, not to mention the guests at the scene, even the audience in the live broadcast room are hurting one by one.

"Oh my god, aren't these two bastards from a poetry competition? Why are you addicted to playing rock-paper-scissors?"

"Can you do it? Can you two do it?"

"I'm drunk too, is this on purpose?"

"I really want to hold them both to death. I haven't made this broken poem yet. God Ye has finished all the flour over there. How can you compare yourself to an eggplant?"

Everyone was driven crazy by Wetman and Director Xiang, and they all wanted to get into Ye Fei's live broadcast and throw them into the South China Sea again, it's so fucking.

"Scissors!" shouted Simultaneously to the Director and the Wetman, stretching out their hands.

"Stone!" The two of them stretched out their hands again and shouted at the same time.

"Scissors!"

"cloth!"

"Scissors!"

"..."

The two guys couldn't stop playing, and when they were enjoying themselves, a deep and frantic voice suddenly said: "If you keep doing this, I will tear you all to pieces!"

Happy, who was playing, shuddered to the director and the wet man, and quickly turned his head to look, and saw that Bingo's purple face became even more purple, as if it could squeeze out purple water.

At this moment, Bingo was looking at the two of them with a gritted face and teeth.

"Uh~ what do you mean?"

"We haven't decided the winner yet."

"The game must be fair, and whoever wins should do it first."

"That's right, we are all qualified people, and we will never cheat."

"You two are looking for death!"

Ziqing couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed over with a loud voice.

He wanted to break off the fingers of these two guys just now, and let you mess around again.

The wet man and the director Xiang yelled in fright, and ran away. They were really afraid of Ziqing, and they trembled a little when they thought of Ziqing throwing the two of them like sandbags.

"God Ye, help!"

The two guys ran to Ye Fei's side and grabbed Ye Fei's clothes from left to right.

Ye Fei: "..."

He also has a bit of a dark face, is this for making poetry? This shit started fighting again.

"Okay, okay, brother Ziqing, I don't think they did it on purpose, I have a very simple way, one game can tell who comes first." Ye Fei said.

"What way?" Wet Man and Director Xiang asked almost in unison.

Ye Fei looked around and saw a small bamboo stick as thin as a toothpick. Pick it up and break it into two pieces, one long and the other short.

"One is long and the other is short, the long one is drawn first, and the short one is done later, is it fair?"

It's a good approach, everyone agrees, wet man and director Xiang are also fine.

Ye Fei put his hand behind his back, and then stretched it out again. He saw two bamboo sticks of the same length on the tiger's mouth in his right hand, and said, "Come on."

The wet man looked at the director and asked, "Brother, who will come first?"

Weakly said to the director: "How about we make rock-scissors unsure?"

"You dare!!"

This is not just Ziqing and Bingo, it can be said that all the guests present, including Yimihua, jumped up, Nima, there is no end, you guys? This rock-paper-scissors has been tossing for a long time and I can't tell the order, can I still play?

Both Wetman and Director Xiang were taken aback, and they hurriedly took a small bamboo stick from Ye Fei's hand almost at the same time, and it turned out that Wetman's was long, and Director Xiang's was short.

Wet people come first.

This guy squeezed the small bamboo in his hand and said: "Brother, I've accepted it."

"Do you still want to live?!" Ziqing and Bingo shouted almost at the same time.

The wet man shivered in fright, and hurriedly said: "Friendship comes first, competition comes second."

"That's nothing to do with this, hurry up, if you don't want to eat, I can do it for you." Ziqing said angrily.

"don't want."

The wet man directly refused, what kind of international joke, can this thing do it for you? Think beautifully.

This guy held the little bamboo and thought for a while, his eyes lit up, and he said: "Yes, everyone, listen up."

"I listen to your sister, if you waste a word again, I will really throw you out." Ziqing's angry face was purpler than Bingo's, and she roared.

"Oh, a pot of frost like snow, half a bowl of spring of life, each other and love each other, turned into a golden thread."

"...."

This guy didn't know if he was scared by Ziqing or what happened, a poem came out casually, but after it came out, everyone was speechless again.

Ye Fei, who was being the slave of Jusheng, was also taken aback for a moment, then turned his head and glanced at the wet man.

Not to mention, although this poem is not a good poem, it is very close to reality. A pot of frost is like snow, this is flour, half a bowl of spring of life, this is water, dating and loving each other, we went together , turned into a golden thread, this is the shape of Ju Shengnu.

"It's interesting." Ye Fei said with a smile.

The wet man raised his proud head and said modestly, "Let's be so-so."

Everyone rolled their eyes, your sister, said you are fat and panting, right?

People looked at the director, and saw that the director seemed a little stressed, and he seemed a little uncomfortable. Seeing everyone looking at him, he smiled awkwardly and said: "Since Brother Shi has written an ancient poem, Then I will write a modern poem."

"casual."

People don't care what kind of poets they are, they just need to see which one of the two is interesting.

After thinking about it for a long time, Director Xiang suddenly said, "Ah!"

He was too caught off guard by this sound, and everyone on the scene was startled, Ye Fei was no exception. The sanzi fell directly into the oil pan, and the oil splashed out and landed on his hand, burning his teeth and grinning.

"Your sister!" Ye Fei said frantically.

Are you a yarn? Can we have a good game? Are you writing poetry? You want human life.

Ziqing rushed over angrily, and ran away to the director in fright.

"Give up!" Shouted to the director while running.

He didn't need to say it at all, although the poem written by others was not very good, but it was a complete poem after all, what about Director Xiang? Just let out a sound to scare everyone, and then...then there is no more.

The audience in the live broadcast room were laughing madly at the two guys, and the hands of each of them were trembling when they sent messages.

"Emma, ​​it's an eye-opener for me. These are two funny comparisons."

"Brother Shishi thought a little bit about what he did, and it's all nonsense to Director Xiang."

"It's so fucked up, what the hell, the sound of ah almost scared me out of a heart attack."

"Damn it, these two are real treasures, they're so good at it."

"Hahaha, let alone, let them make such a toss, you can see that the atmosphere of the scene has changed."

"Nonsense, can it not be changed? Didn't you see that the other guests are all gnashing their teeth? I guess they have the desire to kill Xiang Fatty now."

Hill Hill Platform.

Ma Qingyun and his gang covered their faces, it's embarrassing, it's so embarrassing, tell me you don't know how to do it, why are you in the limelight? Just say you can't do it, can't you? Also, ah, ah, ah, your sister, looking for excitement, right?

The employees of the Qiuqiu platform were also trying to find a crack in the ground to sneak in at this time, even if they were not there, they would feel too ashamed.

"To the director... what is going on?"

"Damn, it's really too fierce to the director. He can shout this kind of eternal roar. He is really bold."

"The high-ranking person is at the scene, and he is facing several friends from the universe. This is completely embarrassing our Qiuqiu platform."

"It doesn't make sense. I see that the poems published by director Xiang in our internal magazine are quite good. Why can't you do it today? I know, modesty, director Xiang must be humble."

"Be modest, you know that the bet is the delicacy made by Ye Shen, who would be modest? The poem he wrote in our internal magazine... Don't you know that Xiang's secretary is from Kyoto Normal University A talented student who graduated from the Department of Literature? That’s what she does, so she’s very good at helping the director make changes casually.”

"..."

At the scene, Director Xiang stood next to Ye Fei and never left. He was really afraid that his life would be in danger if he stayed a little further away from Ye Fei. Didn't he see a few aliens staring at him?

"Hey~"

Ye Fei turned his head to look at the director, wanted to laugh but was too embarrassed to do so, finally he could only sigh speechlessly, tell me you're pretending... you failed.

"To the director, let the wet man taste this sanzi first."

Ye Fei put a finished sanzi on a plate, then took out a clean small plate, and poured a little milk into it.

"Brother wet, please enjoy."

With that said, Ye Fei handed the sanzi to the wet man.

The wet man is so excited, his hands are shaking when he picks up the plate.

Under the envious eyes of others, the wet man took the plate carefully, then held it in his left hand, and picked up the sanzi impatiently with his right hand.

At first he didn't eat, but looked at it carefully.

I saw that each noodle on this sanzi was of the same thickness, and then neatly intertwined. Each noodle was light golden yellow, and the sweet smell of honey outside rushed into the nostrils, making people intoxicated. Black sesame seeds are dotted sporadically on it, like top-grade black diamonds.

"It's so beautiful, God Ye, you've already made food into a work of art. If there weren't so many more, I really wouldn't want to eat it." Wetman said with a rare seriousness.

Ye Fei smiled and said, "I'm so grateful for the prize, this food is good to eat now, it's not good if it's too hot or too cold."

"it is good."

The wet man hurriedly brought the sanzi to his mouth, and then...then the guy stopped, looked around, and saw that everyone was gulping and looking at him.

"Then what, I just laughed."

"Crack!"

After speaking, the wet man couldn't wait to take a bite.

Sanzi is fried food, the outer layer of this thing is crispy, although a layer of honey has been removed from the outermost layer, but after all, the time is not long, the honey is only superficially attached to the outer surface, and has not penetrated into the inside , so the golden crisp layer under the honey still exists.

The wet man bit down, and the crisp sound came out. This is definitely an irresistible sound. Many people have no resistance to this kind of moan.

After taking a bite, the wet man felt a very wonderful taste and extremely crisp texture erupted in his mouth.

The taste of honey itself is very tempting, and when the crispy sanzi taste is added, when the sweet and fragrant breath rushes out of his mouth, Wetman almost gets lost.

"It's so beautiful." The guy closed his eyes and raised his head and couldn't help saying this.

Then he chewed with his mouth, and a crackling sound came out of his mouth.

Everyone was going crazy, they all looked at him intently, their eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

"How's the taste?" Director Xiang ran over again and asked, stretching his neck.

The wet man shook his head and said: "It's indescribable, I can't describe my current mood. Although there is a layer of honey on the outside of this thing, I just chewed it and felt the whole piece of sanzi in my mouth. Like a snow ball, that feeling is really wonderful."

"Really...really? Gudong~"

"Really, you'll find out in a while."

At this moment, Ye Fei said with a smile: "If you want to experience another extreme taste, I suggest you try it with some milk."

When the wet man heard this, he couldn't wait to dip the milk in the small dish with the sanzi in his hand, and then hurriedly put it into his mouth.

Kacha~

The sound came again, and the wet man's soul came out of his body!