Real Missy Relies on Food to Counterattack

Whether it is an actor or a scene, the crew rushed to Tang Qiaoqiao to line up, and there were only a few people on Master Fan’s side that continued to compliment him because of his face. The Dragon Girl thought that she could take this opportunity to drive off Tang Qiaoqiao, and see what’s happening right now. Scenario, right now, I jumped my feet with anger.

The producer and the director both have a bowl, and it’s satisfying to eat. After eating, they feel full of energy and energy. There is no problem in fighting for a few more nights.

The producer was full of praise: "Xiao Tang, I really didn't expect your cooking skills to be so good, and I feel like an actor is a stubborn talent."

"Thank you." Tang Qiaoqiao is very humble, but the corners of his mouth can't help but **** up.

The director ate a bowl and wanted to eat it again, but Tang Qiaoqiao strictly refused with a bowl per person.

"Okay, fairness and justice. Xiao Tang, I suddenly feel that your role can be expanded a little bit more, with more depth, making the character fuller, what do you think?"

Tang Qiaoqiao saw through the director's purpose at a glance: "Are you going to add drama to me, or do you want me to cook?"

The director laughed happily. It was the first time he had eaten such a delicious braised pork rice. Wouldn’t it be that Tang Qiaoqiao left after filming today and would never be able to eat it again.

"Seriously, after I filmed a few scenes with you, I found that you do have talent for acting. It would be a waste of just a few guest appearances."

For a new actor, it is naturally desirable to have more scenes. Tang Qiaoqiao did not refuse, but said: "It is okay, but according to the plan, I can finish the filming and go home today. If you want me to stay overnight, it won’t work. ."

"Why, there is something else at home?"

"There is a cat in the house, I have to go back to feed him, if I don't feed him, I won't eat it, and I will starve myself to death." Tang Qiaoqiao carried Shen Yue out without a flushed face.

"Your cat is quite delicate."

"Really delicate." Shen Yue's picky Jin is not comparable to ordinary people.

Director: "Okay, I'll let the actor send you the adjusted notice."

Tang Qiaoqiao's braised pork rice was quickly robbed, and she walked to Master Fan: "It's time for you to honor your bet."

Master Fan looked at the dishes, but still stubbornly said: "I'm not convinced, they usually eat the dishes I cook, and what you eat is just fresh."

Tang Qiaoqiao looked at him about two-thirds of the braised pork left, and smiled sarcastically.

"It turns out that you don't only have a loud voice, but you also have to wait for shame."

The people next to me all booed up at this moment: "I wish to accept the gambling, and not to fall back on the bill."

The producer has a headache for this relative, and usually just keep one eye closed. Today is really shameful. He calmed down, scolded Master Fan and quickly apologized, and the matter was over.

Master Fan held back for a long time, gritted his teeth and said, "You win this time."

Tang Qiaoqiao: "What I want is an apology."

The producer pushed Master Fan again. Master Fan snorted with anger, turned his head, and stiffly popped out three words: "I'm sorry."

"It's not over yet, the kind of very cheap chicken you bought, get a rebate." Thinking about this kind of thing, you can understand the trickiness.

"Yes, come out, what meat you usually eat for us, are you greedy for money?" For the crew on the scene, this is the most important point.

Master Fan pointed at Tang Qiaoqiao and shivered: "Don't be too much, it has something to do with you."

Tang Qiaoqiao smiled slightly, took a few steps back, and gave up the position to the excited staff.

The staff immediately surrounded Master Fan and the producer, asking them to give an explanation. They stayed in the crew for a few months, but the crew gave them poor-quality meat, which might be the same for other things. It doesn't matter if you don't poke it, a poke is a big deal.

At the same time, this matter was also on hot searches, and netizens flooded into the official Weibo of the crew to ask for the treatment of Master Fan.

Because not only the staff want to eat, many actors also eat the food cooked by the crew chef. Fans are the group that knows how to draw inferences from one another and empathize with each other. When they think that their apex idol might eat a mess of things, their heart is broken.

The producer was so frustrated that he was busy comforting the staff and had to wipe the buttocks for Master Fan. It was almost annoying.

At this point, you can no longer pretend to be deaf and dumb. Soon the crew will issue a statement that Master Fan will be fired, and the crew's diet will be rectified.

However, the matter did not stop there. This crew exposed the chef’s rebate, and many other crew members followed suit and broke the news. Such incidents are not uncommon, not only in the kitchen, but also in props and costumes. There are a lot of shady scenes. Among them, there are many well-known crews, and netizens enjoy themselves eating melons.

Because of this, Tang Qiaoqiao was ridiculed by netizens as "the first person in the annual crew to wipe out evil."

Don Qiaoqiao:...

It feels like she's strayed from the Jiao Di Di set she wanted again.

What's the matter?

Tang Qiaoqiao then filmed two scenes in the crew of "The Three Generations of Evil Succubus", and the capital rained heavily in the past two days.

After the rain and the weather cleared, Tang Qiaoqiao rushed to the back garden for the first time. At this time, the spinach, cabbage and lettuce in the vegetable field had grown green and lingering.

These kinds of dishes were originally the fastest growing, usually within ten to fifteen days to harvest, and now with her spiritual blessings, they grow even faster.

The vegetable leaves were plump and oily, with crystal water drops hanging on them. A breeze blew by, the water drops swayed gently, and they rolled down the leaves and fell into the soil.

Other peppers, eggplants, carrots, beans, etc. have also begun to sprout or climb vines.

Tang Qiaoqiao looked at the vibrant vegetable garden with the satisfaction of an old farmer.

Shen Yue had an unbelievable expression, and actually let her plant it out.

"Why do you grow so fast? Didn't you use some ripening medicine?"

Tang Qiaoqiao is not angry: "It is definitely the only pure natural and pollution-free organic vegetable in the world. I have never used any fertilizer or pesticide. Besides, if I have used any medicine, you look at me upstairs every day, don't you know?"

"Who looks at you every day." Shen Yue sneered.

"Well, you didn't look at it, you saw the glass, right?" If you don't be arrogant, you will die.

Shen Yue:...

Tang Qiaoqiao went to the vegetable garden and picked a handful of spinach, cabbage and lettuce. At noon, he made spinach and pig liver soup, mixed lettuce and cabbage stewed tofu.

"Master Shen, today this meal is a conditioning meal specially prepared for you." Tang Qiaoqiao said with joy.

Shen Yue's expression was difficult to say: "This is the diet therapy you are talking about? Never heard that diet therapy is to eat Chinese cabbage." Even if there is no ginseng, at least some angelica should be given.

"So this is my exclusive treatment, this is the only one.

Believe in her evil.

But anyway, it's just some leafy greens, and it won't kill anyone. Shen Yue dubiously picked up a chopsticks into the entrance of the cabbage.

He closed his eyes and tasted it. It was tender and sweet, with a refreshing taste. Spinach and lettuce had a unique fragrance, and he couldn't stop after a sip.

He originally thought that such ordinary vegetables would definitely tasteless and tasteless, but on the contrary, the savory taste remained fragrant. What's even stranger is that he felt as if there was a stream of heat flowing in his five meridians and eight channels.

Shen Yue ate two bowls of rice in silence.

Tang Qiaoqiao looked at him with his chin in his hands, his eyes bent into crescents.

Shen Yue looked away uncomfortably.

After eating, Tang Qiaoqiao was excited and gearing up.

"Next, let me take a look at your legs." Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes on warming meridians, promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis. She treats both internally and externally.

Shen Yue refused: "No." His legs have now become inverse scales that no one can touch, and even the doctor won't let them see.

Tang Qiaoqiao: "Didn't you say it was done last time, let me treat you with diet therapy and acupuncture."

"I didn't agree, it's your own wishful thinking." Shen Yue turned his face and refused to recognize anyone after he was full, and he turned to the wheelchair and wanted to retract into the room.

Tang Qiaoqiao stepped in front of him, his eyes burning: "You are scared, right?"

Shen Yue: "I will be scared? A joke."

"Then let me see, otherwise you are a coward if you evade the doctor and refuse me treatment." Tang Qiaoqiao agitated him.

Shen Yue's lips pressed tightly.

"Anyway, you have already faced the worst case, and it won't be worse than it is now."

Tang Qiaoqiao slowly squatted down in front of him, looked up at him, and said softly, "You believe me, let me try."

Believe her? What kind of person is she, just a woman who has been married for less than two months and used to cheer her up.

There is no feeling between them at all, why do you want to help him?

Shen Yue had a lot of words in his heart to question her, but seeing the woman squatting in front of him, there was no trace of impurities in her clear eyes.

He suddenly couldn't tell.

Shen Yue didn't speak for a while, Tang Qiaoqiao only acted as his acquiescence.

She slowly rolled up his trouser legs. His calves were very slender. They were pale and thin with no exercise and no sunlight for a long time, and blue blood vessels were faintly visible.

There is a scar on the inner side of the right leg, a mark left from a car accident.

The scar is so long and so hideous, you can imagine the tragic car accident at that time.

Tang Qiaoqiao's fingertips lightly touched the scar: "Does it hurt?"

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