(Fourth update, call it a day!) Due to professional reasons, there is never a shortage of various foods in the refrigerator of professional players. This is especially true for our refrigerator. Since I got up so early, I have enough time to prepare breakfast for everyone, so I took
I made flour and a lot of eggs, chopped several chives and coriander, chopped some cucumber, and started making egg pancakes.
Luo Lan was very excited when she started to help. She said that she hadn't eaten egg pancakes for a long time. When I put the egg pancakes in the flat pan and slowly fried them, she stopped talking and had a pair of phoenix eyes.
Staring at the pan, a layer of mist slowly gathered in his eyes.
I knew something was going to happen, so I patted her shoulder gently and said, "Go sit in the living room for a while. I'll call you when you get familiar with her."
Luo Lan looked at me faintly and asked tentatively, "Brother, can you spare a shoulder for me now?"
Before I had time to answer, Luo Lan had already thrown herself into my arms.
To be honest, Luo Lan is not only the girl with the highest altitude in the studio, but also the most majestic in the studio. The two hot balls on her chest are tightly pressed against my chest, making me feel a little suffocated. However,
Today, my mentality is very balanced and very calm. I patted her back gently with one hand, and was still flipping the pan freely with the other hand. I saw the egg pancake on it rotating gracefully three times in mid-air.
Weeks later, it still fell into the pot.
"What's wrong, Luoluo, this isn't like you. Why do you keep crying recently?"
"Brother, I don't want to either, but when I see the egg pancakes, I can't help but think of my mother."
I asked carefully, "Auntie used to make egg pancakes for you, right?"
"Well, my mother often makes them for me. Mom's egg pancakes are the most delicious egg pancakes in the world."
I didn't dare to ask any more questions.
To be honest, I have no idea about my mother, because I have been an orphan since I was a child, and I rarely get warmth from mothers. The only woman I feel close to is Sister Ouyang. And Sister Ouyang only gets along with me.
After a few short years, I left my hometown... However, I envy those who have mothers, or those who have enjoyed maternal love, because there is a movie that said that mothers are the only good people in the world.
Luo Yuntao told me that Luo Lan's mother died when Luo Lan was only 10 years old, and Luo Lan had a particularly deep affection for her mother. This was also the reason why she later couldn't tolerate her stepmother, even though her stepmother treated her very well.
He is very kind to his father and is obedient.
I can understand this feeling, because people are emotional animals, emotional animals, and they always have a persistent obsession with family ties.
I patted Luo Lan's back gently, letting her tears wash away my shoulders, while I struggled to bake one egg pancake after another with one hand.
However, it was such a coincidence that after my almost dancing movements continued for about five minutes, my eyes couldn't help but focus on the door of the kitchen, and I saw Xiaojing standing here silently, with a smile on her face.
A touch of surprise.
My expression was very natural, and I smiled slightly at Xiaojing, "You'll be here just because you smell the fragrance, right?"
Xiaojing nodded, walked to the kitchen table, picked up a piece of egg pancake, and stuffed it into her mouth, "It's delicious! 95 points!"
"The perfect score won't be 1000, right?"
"Perfect score 100."
Only then did Luo Lan push me away and hurriedly explained, "Sister Jing, I, I just fell in love with the scene. Don't get me wrong. Really, I..."
Before she finished speaking, Xiaojing had already hugged Luo Lan, "No need to say anything, I understand. Do you miss your mother?"
"Um, um... Wuwuwu..." Luo Lan's mood, which had almost calmed down, became turbulent again, and she hugged Xiaojing and cried loudly.
I sighed on the side and shook the pan while saying, "They are all orphans and died miserably."
However, what I didn't expect was that Xiaojing, who was always calm and not easy to show her emotions, actually started crying.
I know that compared to Luo Lan, Xiaojing is even more unfortunate. Not only did her beloved mother pass away a few years ago, but the relationship with her father does not seem to be very harmonious. No matter how tragic Luo Lan is, at least she still has someone who loves her.
Her dad.
I decisively turned off the fire, walked over to the two beauties, and held them in my arms, "Okay, what are you doing so early in the morning? Stop crying, I won't be in the mood to eat for a while!"
I admired Xiaojing very much for her ability to control her emotions. She helped Luo Lan slowly walk into the living room, wiped her tears and said, "Brother, wait for us to eat!"
I laughed, walked back to the kitchen, and brought pasta sauce, ketchup, Thousand Island dressing, salad dressing, and egg pancakes to the dining table in the living room. "Eat slowly. There is also milk. It will be heated in a while."
Xiaojing raised her head, stared at me with a pair of clear starry eyes, and said leisurely, "Brother, I..."
"Stop being sensational and eat it while it's hot!"
"Brother!" Xiao Jing's face turned red, "Actually, I want to say, do you dare to bring the cumin and sweet chili sauce?"
"Hahaha!" Luo Lan burst out laughing, and punched Xiao Jing while laughing, "Sister Jing, you are annoying. If you don't want to laugh, you have to force me to laugh!"
Xiaojing pinched Luo Lan's smooth face and said, "Haha, now that you're laughing, you can't cry to me anymore, sister, or I'll crush you to death!"
Luo Lan immediately became honest. There was no other way. In this studio, although the relationship between the girls was very harmonious, there were still small camps. Quan Jin was devoted to Fei'er, while Luo Lan was particularly special to Xiao Jing.
Throwing temper.
I was frying egg pancakes in the kitchen, and the popularity in the living room began to soar. After a while, Little Pepper came. After fighting with me for a long time about the pan, he decisively joined the "eating and drinking" camp and shamelessly
I stole a bottle of Hunan specialty sweet and sour bell pepper from the refrigerator. Not long after, Fei'er and Dulian Qiuyu also went downstairs. Seeing me cooking delicious food, they shamelessly took Quan Jinhe who was still sleeping.
Bingyu Wuyou dragged him out of the room. As a result, there was no other sound in the living room except the sound of teeth clashing and tut-tutting.
While Du Lian Qiu Yu was eating fragrant egg pancakes, she promoted her younger brother, "Oh, my Xiaofei is really good at everything. Whoever becomes the Luo family's daughter-in-law in the future will be really happy."
Xiao Jing and Xiao Lali's faces both turned red at the same time.
Fei'er took the opportunity to joke, "Sister Qiu Yu is right, but Xiao Fei is also good, you can enjoy it..."
Before I finished the remaining four words, I gritted my teeth in the kitchen and said, "Boss, I'm going on strike!"
Mayfair stuck out her tongue angrily, "Okay, I won't say anything anymore."
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After having a delicious breakfast full of family atmosphere, we started to prepare our luggage.
At 8:30 in the morning, my mobile phone rang, and the number on it started with 400. After I picked up, a sweet girl came over the phone, "Hello, are you Mr. Luo Zifei?"
This voice sounded familiar to me, so I immediately replied, "It's me, are you that Xiaoyu?"
"Yes, I am customer service number 0017 of "Jihad" under Mercury International Group, Ling Xing Xiaoyu. I'm sorry to disturb you at this time."
"It's okay, it's about our itinerary, right?"
"Yes. Our service staff will arrive at your residence in 15 minutes. Now we want to verify with you the list of personnel at your residence."
"OK."
The people at Mercury International Group are very meticulous in their work. The sporadic light rain on No. 0017 is mainly responsible for the work of our group in China until boarding the plane from Beijing. When we arrive in Australia, specialized service personnel are responsible for the work in Sydney.
Reception and service work, including our food, clothing, housing and transportation.
At 8:45 in the morning, Mercury International's service car had parked outside the villa. Astro Boy was the first to walk over and verify the other party's identity. After that, we players walked out under everyone's watch.
This time, a total of 8 service vehicles were dispatched, 7 specially-made Volkswagens and a Euro III-standard bus. The glass of the vehicles was made of special materials. It is said that even the high-power pistols of Smith & Wesson were damaged.
There is no way to penetrate, and there are more than 20 riot policemen sitting in 7 Volkswagen cars. They have received at least 5 years of professional special training and can deal with a variety of dangerous situations. On the shoulders of these members, there are silver-gray double swords.
Badge, this is the logo that represents the Chinese Players Safety Association of "Jihad"!
A handsome girl, about 1.65 meters tall, wearing a dark blue suit and skirt, quickly walked up to me and chuckled, "Are you Mr. Luo Zifei? I am customer service number 0017 of "Jihad" under Mercury International Group.
Sporadic Xiaoyu, I will serve you and the other players on your journey from Tianjin to Beijing. I would like to ask, are all the players on your side here?"
I shook my head, "Not yet, please wait a moment."
With that said, I took out the phone from my pocket.
However, at this moment, an anxious voice came from behind us, as if his tail was caught in the door, "Brother Fei, sisters, wait for me, don't abandon me!"
When I saw this man, I immediately became very angry. This man was not tall, and was as long as a thin bamboo pole. He was wearing a suit that didn't reach the end of his clothes. He looked a little immodest, and the only thing that seemed serious was that
Her hair is as short as the Bernabeu lawn, and it is dyed bright red, with four small stars and one big star printed on it. This is exactly what the Chinese flag looks like!
And behind him, there were three guys who were dressed normally, carrying large and small bags in their hands, as if they were fleeing!
When four players ran up to me, the guy with the five-star red flag on his head quickly came over and gave me the back of his head, "Brother, I'm late, you can slap me."
I was about to reach out, but I couldn't help but feel depressed, "Mom, if I give you a big neck, it would be a violation of the sacred five-star red flag!"
The guy immediately laughed, "Haha, it's a good thing I dyed my hair yesterday, otherwise..."
Before I finished speaking, I kicked him away, "But I didn't stop you!"
