Real Missy Relies on Food to Counterattack Chapter 6
Chapter 6: Chicken Soup with Wonton
To arouse the curiosity of netizens, the program group of "Wonderful Food" kept the guest lineup confidential until the day of recording. It was not until the live broadcast room opened that netizens finally saw the guests' faces.
【No, the woman at the end can’t be Tang Pupu, right?】
【It's her. The show crew was cheap enough to ask Tang Qiaoqiao to join. This Shen Liang fan doesn’t want to watch her for a moment】
【I knew Zhou Meng and Hu Miao would participate, but where did Tang Pupu come from?? They might as well ask for a piece of barbecued pork to join.】
【Fuck, her gold master backing is good】
【The power of capital is really terrifying. I will send her a sentence: You will be condemned by the gods!!!】
【For those who don't want to see Tang Qiaoqiao, just ignore her. Focus on the big handsome guys and the beautiful girls. Zhou Meng is Zhou big beauty!】
【Tang Pupu seems to have changed her style. She used to be glamorous and cheap, but now she is pure and cute.】
【It's useless to change styles. She is annoying to look at】
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The guests could not see the noise in the live broadcast chat. They were busy setting up the groups.
The director announced that everyone could freely form teams. Zhou Meng and Hu Miao immediately stood together in a tacit understanding. They were already filming a TV series together. This combined team could also promote a wave of new dramas which was hitting two birds with one stone.
Wang Qiang was an old man, but he smiled at Xiao Ke giddily.
"Xiao Ke, why don't we form a team? I played your father in the previous movie, so we can be the father and daughter team."
Xiao Ke responded in a sweet manner. "I will depend on you, Father, to cover me."
The two teams have set up, and Wei Yiqi hesitated a few times before approaching Tang Qiaoqiao.
"Sister Qiaoqiao, it seems that we are in a team."
Tang Qiaoqiao nodded. She didn't care whom she teamed up with. It's just that she looked at Wei Yiqi up and down. Her gaze stayed for a few seconds in his smooth bangs and met his sparkling doe eyes.
"Are you an adult?"
Wei Yiqi straightened his chest. "I am 19 years and 35 days old."
Tang Qiaoqiao was doubtful. He looked too young.
"It's illegal to employ child labor."
"I didn't lie to you. I can show you my ID card. Oh no, it's my mistake. I don't have my ID card right now." Wei Yiqi touched his pocket and felt a little anxious. "I swear I am over eighteen. If I lied to you just now, I will eat instant noodles without a seasoning package for the rest of my life."
Wei Yiqi's eyes were wet, reminding her of a puppy that used to come into the kitchen to steal food. Although she didn’t know which cultivator raised the dog, its eager and anxious eyes that looked in front of the food every time were exactly the same as he was now.
Tang Qiaoqiao showed a smile. "I believe you, but my reputation on the Internet is not very good."
Such a simple boy. She didn't want to ruin other people's family.
Wei Yiqi scratched his forehead. "It doesn't matter. I am also a silly person." He had been a trainee for almost two years, but his popularity in his group was the poorest.
He took out his cell phone and opened his Weibo page. "I can prove this. Look at the number of my fans."
Tang Qiaoqiao leaned over and looked over his head, then exclaimed, "Tens of thousands! This is a five-digit number of fans!"
What happened to being the same as her? His fan base was ten times larger than hers.
Tang Qiaoqiao immediately opened her Weibo page and showed him her four-digit number of fans.
Wei Yiqi comforted her, "Actually, all of my fans are bought by the company. They are all fake."
Tang Qiaoqiao: "You at least have fan reviews. Mine are all zombie fans and anti-fans. There are also some scam links in the reviews."
For a female celebrity, it was really a failure to fall to this point.
Wei Yiqi didn't know what to say. It was the first time he met an artist more muddled than him. He turned his head and said, "Don't be discouraged. Let's aim for five figures after the show broadcasts."
Tang Qiaoqiao thought about it, clenched her fists, and said, "That’s reasonable."
Live in the chat room:
【Our Qiqi is too pitiful. Mom forbids you to say that you are ‘muddled’. sob】
【Qiqi is so audacious! Don't take unfair advantage the poor youngster.】
【Tang Qiaoqiao and Wei Yiqi, what kind of elementary school chicken combination is this? LMAO Is it really okay for the two of them to team up?】
【Who is worse: the five-figure fans or the four-figure fans? I feel so sad for those muddled kids. And what sort of funeral agency is behind them? Will you die if you buy more fans?】
【Wei Yiqi’s fans, be careful, Tang Qiaoqiao is going to rub your idol's popularity】
【They’re both unpopular, what’s there to rub off?】
【What's the suspense in this grouping? Zhou Meng and Hu Miao's group is so popular. Even if they sell boiled water, some fans would buy it, believe it or not】
...
The director clapped his hands. "After the groups are decided, we have to start to draw lots to select areas. Who will you send to draw lots?"
Wang Qiang suggested, "Ladies first. Anyway, there are girls in each group."
Everyone had no opinion about this idea, so Zhou Meng, Xiao Ke, and Tang Qiaoqiao went forward to draw lots together.
Xiao Ke jumped up with joy when she saw the lottery. "I got the high-end area."
Zhou Meng looked at the mid-range one in her hand, smiled slightly, and looked confident. She glanced at Tang Qiaoqiao next to her. There was no doubt that the worst gears would fall into her hands.
'Ha, now there is a good show to watch.'
Tang Qiaoqiao showed the lot to Wei Yiqi and blinked, a little embarrassed. "I am to blame. I have no luck."
Wei Yiqi: "...Sister Qiaoqiao, it's okay. I am a man; I can work harder."
After getting the lottery results, everyone went to look at the stalls they had drawn. The program team said it was a dining area, but in fact, it was more like a food stall. Each area was set up on the street, convenient for trading and purchasing.
They first passed through the high-end area, which had a complete set of the most modern restaurant kitchenware, with plenty of space, bright and shiny. It had everything from ovens, mixers, noodle presses, electric baking pans to pasta cookers, and coffee machines.
Then there was the mid-range area, which was slightly smaller than the high-end area and had less equipment, but all of the basic equipment was present .
Finally, they came to the low-end area, and everyone was dumbfounded.
If the first two were standard for petit bourgeois restaurants, then this place had the simplest configuration of street vendors.
There were only two iron pots and a large flat pan. It had enough space for about two people. When there are too many people, they won't even be able to turn around.
Wang Qiang couldn't bear it. He stood at the door and said, "Little Wei, if there is something you need from me, don't be embarrassed."
"Thank you, Teacher Wang." Wei Yiqi obediently thanked him.
Tang Qiaoqiao circled the kitchen, and she suddenly had an idea.
Zhou Meng folded her arms. "I don't think it's that bad. It shouldn't be a problem to make a meal."
"It will do." Tang Qiaoqiao frowned, realizing that Zhou Meng seemed hostile to her.
Zhou Meng snorted softly. 'Wait until reality slaps your face.'
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At this time, in the Shen family's villa.
Aunt Wang brought the meal tray to Shen Yue; she didn't have the ability to ask him to go downstairs.
"Sir, this wonton was packaged by Madam who got up at 6 o'clock in the morning. She made the side dishes and soup base in advance."
Shen Yue looked at the chicken soup wonton in front of him, and his eyes were gloomy. He thought Aunt Wang was just all talk.
The wontons were small and exquisite, and the pinkish meat can be seen through the thin dough. The black seaweed and the yellow-orange egg shreds complemented each other, and the emerald green onion and oil floated and sunk with the soup.
After one bite of the small wontons, the first impression was that it was smooth, tender, and filled with soup. After half a bowl of soup, there was sweat on his forehead, and the bottom of his heart felt warm.
Aunt Wang admired Tang Qiaoqiao more and more. "Madam's show today is live. I will cheer for Madam later."
Shen Yue said disdainfully, "What kind of decent work can she receive? She is an infamous female star."
"I heard that the show this time is live on Cantaloupe Video. It shouldn't be bad since it's such a big website."
'Is it live on Cantaloupe Video?'
After Shen Yue finished eating, Aunt Wang took away the meal tray. Shen Yue picked up his phone and checked the news first.
Then, he flipped his fingers around and finally opened the Cantaloupe Video website.
He just wanted to see if she had made a fool of herself.
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