Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

Shi Qinglan raised his eye corners lazily.

At the same time, all eyes in the studio were focused on her, and even the director held his breath and looked at her. There was no such cue in the script he gave Jian Shutong!

"Doesn't Miss Qingyue know how to cook?" Jian Shutong raised his lips and looked at her, with a little certainty in his smile.

She didn't know whether Qingyue knew how to cook.

But even if she really knew how to cook a few dishes, she could never compare to her years of hard work in the field of food. Therefore, no matter whether Qingyue could cook or not, she would definitely be slapped in the face!

"Goddess, if you don't know how to cook, just turn it down. There is no such point in the recording process." Shi Qing'an tilted his head slightly, and he reminded the girl in a low voice over Bo Yucheng.

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

His bony fingers rested on the Qingluan Peony Chair, tapping it carelessly, but a faint smile flashed across his eyes.

Everyone was waiting for Shi Qinglan's answer, but the girl's red lips curved slightly, "I do know a little bit about cooking."

Shi Qingan looked at the girl in surprise.

Shi Qinglan stood up gracefully, her light sleeves fell naturally, she lifted the complicated skirt slightly and walked to the stage, her posture was like a queen who ruled the country.

Standing in the center of the stage, the girl slowly turned around and looked back, smiling slightly, "Miss Jian really wants me to show you?"

Jian Shutong didn't expect her to agree so straightforwardly.

She was stunned for a moment, and pursed her lips, "Of course, if the fans can see Miss Qingyue personally cook a state banquet for everyone, they will probably be very excited, right? And it is more meaningful in promoting Chinese food culture, isn't it?"

The smile on the corner of Shi Qinglan's lips deepened.

She lowered her eyes slightly, picked up a kitchen knife on the kitchen counter nonchalantly, and with a slightly deep smile, there was an inexplicable sense of coolness.

"Okay." Shi Qinglan opened her red lips slightly, "Although I haven't had a state banquet for many years and may be a little unfamiliar, it should be okay to show a simple pastry. How about lotus pastry?"

Jian Shutong's pupils obviously shrank suddenly.

She thought Shi Qinglan would show an ordinary home-cooked dish, but she didn't expect that she chose the lotus pastry, which is extremely complicated to make.

"Are you sure, Miss Qingyue?" Jian Shutong smiled, "Lotus pastry is very difficult and requires very delicate craftsmanship. Even experienced pastry chefs can easily fail."

Shi Qinglan slowly put down the kitchen knife, "Sure."

After the voice fell, she looked at Jian Shutong with a sidelong smile, and there was a bit of provocation in that smile.

"Okay then." Jian Shutong shrugged lightly, "But... I remember that Teacher Wei Ran seems to be a professional pastry chef, and his master is even more famous. I just want to remind Miss Qingyue not to show your weakness in front of experts."

Shi Qinglan lowered her eyes and smiled softly, "Miss Jian is worrying too much."

She happened to be the famous master that Jian Shutong mentioned, and her only worry was not about showing her weakness, but that if Wei Ran tasted her, it would be difficult to deal with.

"Since... In this case, let's give the stage to Miss Qingyue." The host followed the process in a daze.

But as soon as she finished speaking, she felt something was wrong. There was no such process in her script, so why did it suddenly go off track!

"Miss Qingyue, please." Jian Shutong smiled faintly.

She turned and left and returned to the Qingluan Peony Chair. She still didn't believe that Shi Qinglan could make a good lotus pastry. You know, the pastries of the imperial court not only have extremely high requirements for taste and texture, but also have to bring visual enjoyment to people...

Other pastries are fine, but lotus pastries are really difficult. Even she can hardly guarantee success in one demonstration on the spot.

"This..." The director was stunned sitting in front of the monitor.

A director came to him in a panic, "Director, what should we do? Do we really want Miss Qingyue to show her cooking skills?"

The director stared at the monitor hesitantly, not knowing what to say.

At this moment, Nan Xiyue was also stunned. She raised her hand and put it on her brow bone, "He meowed..."

She really didn't expect Shi Qinglan to cause her such trouble.

"Miss Nan, Qingyue..." The director turned to look at Nan Xiyue and asked tentatively, "Does she really know state banquets?"

"She knows nothing about state banquets." Nan Xiyue crossed her arms over her chest, "I've never heard that she can cook! I haven't even seen her cook instant noodles, and she wants to cook lotus crisps with me?"

She wanted to put lotus leaves on this woman's face now.

Hearing this, the director and the editors all showed solemn expressions.

"If Miss Qingyue doesn't do well, it's fine. At most, we can let the post-editing process handle it. But if she really has never cooked before, what if she blows up the studio..."

"She is a well-deserved goddess in the music industry! Will her innocent reputation in this life be ruined by our program team?"

"But why did Miss Qingyue agree to Jian Shutong!"

The editors discussed in a low voice, and they all expressed panic and confusion about Shi Qinglan's cooking skills.

"Stop arguing." The director lowered his voice and said in a low voice, "Go prepare the ingredients for Miss Qingyue first, and ask the fire department to make emergency preparations. We will take other things one step at a time."

As long as the studio is not blown up, everything will be fine.

An international celebrity like Qingyue cannot have her image ruined, and her face must be saved. If there are any mistakes in her cooking skills, the program team will definitely cut it out, otherwise there will be no way to explain to her agent and company...

The director looked at Nan Xiyue, "Don't worry, Miss Nan, if there is any accident, the program team will definitely strictly block today's news, and fans will not know that she blew up the studio."

The solemn look seemed as if Qingyue had already blown up.

Nan Xiyue's forehead was throbbing, she raised her hand to rub her temple, closed her eyes and rested, "It can only be like this."

The program team quickly helped Shi Qinglan prepare the ingredients, and the recording continued. All departments were in place.

Shi Qinglan took off her big sleeves, and raised her hand to take off a few step-shaking tassels, wearing only the bright red waist-length skirt, and left a few elegant red hairpins in her temples, which was convenient for her to show off her cooking skills.

"Miss Qingyue, do you need help in the kitchen?" A deep voice suddenly sounded, and Bo Yucheng stood up slowly.

He walked to Shi Qinglan with his slender legs, and the possessive aura around him was extremely strong, "I recommend myself?"

Hearing this, Shi Qinglan's eyes jumped fiercely.

She thought of the messy kitchen at Qinglan Waterside and was about to reject the man when she saw Shi Qingan coming over with big strides, "I am also willing to help Miss Qingyue in the kitchen."

Shi Qinglan: "..." My head hurts even more.

Maybe they will really blow up the studio together.

And ha~