All Stars Are My Food Fans

The magical lens hides Qiuqiu's shoulders, and the screen directly becomes the world of a cauldron.

Qiuqiu is now making braised meatballs.

The soy sauce-colored meatballs are rolled in the soup, slurping, and the fireworks are curling. The large round spoon often stirs in the pot, scooping up some juice and pouring it on the meatballs repeatedly.

Oily.

The braised meatballs are out of the pot, and the picture turns into small green vegetables with oil.

A lovely green.

The small greens are gone, and tofu is here again.

Don't say, watching this kind of live broadcast, time flies pretty fast.

Before I knew it, the noon break bell rang.

That means, it's 12 o'clock.

so--

...

See how the cooking time goes by so quickly?

"Stuck off the door, the students are going to rest."

"Announce the morning rankings. Some negative students will also be warned, and those who have performed well will also be encouraged."

So, at noon on September 1, the first wave of all competitions of the University Spiritual Healing Alliance kicked off.

Some are happy and some are sad, some are at the front and some are at the end.

Some people break through themselves and get a good ranking in the tiredness.

Some people also found that people who were about the same level as themselves on weekdays actually saw a lot more people than themselves.

He went to ask and found that his friend had his own unique tricks in the assessment.

'I said it would be cured, but I didn't say it was all cured—'

'Stuck on the eight-point line, the inspecting teacher couldn't see that he still had a lot of strength left. You can see a few more people. ’

But none of this has anything to do with Qiuqiu.

While she was cooking, she didn't have time to see why the terminal was beeping.

I finally waited for the meal to finish cooking, but when I saw it was an intermission, I didn't move.

After sitting in the back to stretch and treat the person in front, she temporarily closed the door and had a decent lunch with the dishwasher.

In the afternoon, it was a series of rotations again, and the diagnosis and treatment began at 2 o'clock. Qiuqiu had to wear a helmet to rest at this time, and let the patient who stayed behind go first.

Before leaving, Qiuqiu stuffed her with a few star coins and a lunch pudding.

"You go first."

"It doesn't matter."

The patient actually wanted to stay, but growing up in such an environment, it was really difficult to learn to refuse, and Qiuqiu was too high for her...

The man took something and left reluctantly.

Qiuqiu set an alarm clock for 1:50, covered the camera, and slept in the consultation room.

Outside, there are crazy people talking about her.

I didn't go to the dormitory this time, most people just came out to get some air, drank two tubes of spiritual nourishing liquid, and brushed the morning ranking by the way.

C, B, and A all tend to be normal, and only A+, the first place to ride out the dust, makes people curious.

People are mixed, and the students of the Federal University are mixed with people from other schools.

When everyone chatted, they couldn't help but mention Qiuqiu.

Just like Dean Zhu praised her.

Although there are some friends in the hospital who have a normal relationship with her, when facing outsiders, they all praise her in a unified way.

What kind of spiritual power overflows, the whole cabin can smell it.

The power of innate spiritual healing is invincible.

I feel very happy without having to eat.

What more lasting MAX.

Double repair...

Etc., etc.

After everyone finished blowing with smiles on their faces, there was always a student from the next school who was suspicious and asked, "It's true or not."

The introducer will always feel guilty and react immediately.

and many more--

Everything I said seems to be true! !