Everyone looked at the door and a figure appeared.
This person is a woman, in her forties, looking at everyone with a smile.
Hai Qing and the others clapped, but it was a little strange.
In my imagination, it should be a boy wearing a neat white chef's uniform and a high hat. This is a bit unexpected.
However, Zhang Zifeng covered his mouth and widened his eyes in disbelief.
"mom!"
"mom!?"
"That's right, the Michelin special chef invited by the program team is Zhang Zifeng's mother." Su Yan introduced from the side.
"Hello!" Zhang's mother smiled and waved.
Now everyone was a little panicked, and hurried over to say hello, shouting "Hello, Auntie!"
The expression on my sister's face couldn't be concealed, it was a mixture of surprise and joy.
After they came forward, the mother and daughter hugged each other, and of course they didn't cry.
"It turns out that auntie is a chef."
"Have you been here already?"
"It's been a hard journey."
"You sit down first and I'll get you a glass of water."
Several people sat down in the pavilion.
"Mom, why didn't you tell me when you came?" Zhang Zifeng was acting coquettishly.
Zhang's mother grabbed her daughter's hand and put it on her lap: "The director didn't let me tell you. He told me to keep it a secret. He said he wanted to give you a surprise."
"That's really a surprise. We didn't expect auntie to drink water." Wang Xiaochen said with a smile.
"Thank you, Zifeng, thanks to your care during this period."
"Where, where."
"So you decided to let Auntie come from the beginning?" Hai Qing raised her head and asked.
Su Yan shook his head.
"Actually, at first, it was indeed planned to have a regular Michelin chef come over, but later we changed our mind. We have contacted all three mothers, but the other two did not want to appear on TV and felt embarrassed, so...
."
"Ah! I remembered." Wang Xiaochen startled everyone: "No wonder when I was talking to my mother on the phone a few days ago, she asked me inexplicably whether it was difficult to be on TV, but I
I haven’t taken it to heart yet, but it turns out..."
"Actually, I hesitated for a long time, but her father said it would be nice to go and cook a delicious meal for the child." Zhang's mother said with a smile: "So, I came."
"That night will be a blessing. We are all here to help you." Hai Qing is still very good at talking.
The audience was quite surprised when they saw this scene.
"I take back my evaluation of Su Yan. At least in this matter, he is a human being."
"Hey, my mother-in-law is so young."
"Fortunately, my elder sister doted on my younger sister before, otherwise it would be so embarrassing now."
"I burst into tears for no reason. I miss my mother too. I haven't been home for a long time."
"Upstairs, don't just think about not doing it, buy a ticket and go back immediately."
"I don't know if there are directors from other shows watching it. Let's learn more. Su Yan still has two skills."
There were six guests, the largest number of guests so far, and it was particularly lively.
The sky has slowly darkened, but the sunset in the distance is very beautiful, making everyone's faces turn red, as if they had drunk wine.
“Do I need to cut the chicken wings with a knife?”
"For beef, is this much cornstarch enough?"
"Would it be faster to marinate it in the refrigerator?"
"Will the fire get bigger?"
It's strange. As the chef, Hai Qing originally had a no-nonsense style. He was completely dictatorial in cooking. At most, he only asked the other two people what they wanted to eat. As for what to do, he had the final say.
Of course, the main reason is because they basically don't know how to do it.
However, after Mrs. Zhang arrived, she immediately lost her opinion and had to ask before doing anything. She was like a happy little follower, following behind her aunt.
Yao Ming was not idle either. He took a small bench and sat there with his sister, obediently choosing green beans.
The world champion washes vegetables and all kinds of things.
A group of people were chatting and laughing, and the work they were doing did not stop.
"~~~"
The smoke was rising from the kitchen and the laughter was going on. It looked so warm.
As a master of home-cooking at level 10, Zhang’s mother was very fast, and one after another delicious dishes were served on the table.
Oil-consuming beef, cola chicken wings, farm-style stir-fried pork...
The camera slowly scanned over.
“It’s time to watch and enjoy eating and broadcasting again.”
"So are there any idiots watching TV who haven't prepared any solid food?"
“My mother-in-law’s cooking is really good and it looks delicious.”
"Pay attention to the director and don't let him get close."
"Fire and theft prevention director."
A delicious and delicious dinner has been prepared, and Zhang's mother is sitting in the middle.
"Thank you, aunt!"
"I can't wait to use my chopsticks."
"This craftsmanship is simply amazing."
"Bah, bah, bah..." While everyone was still being polite, Wang Xiaochen couldn't wait to eat. The afternoon of high-intensity exercise had made her very hungry.
"Bah, bah, bah...uh."
The surrounding suddenly became quiet, and she realized that everyone was looking at her. After staying for a few seconds, she silently put down her chopsticks: "I... I'm just hungry."
"Eat, eat!" Zhang's mother smiled.
Everyone cheered and chirped together.
"Ahem~~~" Yao Ming looked at his tableware and shook his head speechlessly: "Actually, my appetite is about the same as yours."
"Hahaha!"
Everyone else had normal small bowls. Just now when my sister and Wang Xiaochen were filling rice, they had a small discussion and took out a large stainless steel bowl for soup.
"Eat! You don't have to work." Hai Qing comforted.
"Smells, really smells."
"This beef is so tender."
"Coke chicken wings, my favorite."
"I would be satisfied if my cooking skills are half as good as those of my aunt."
“He is truly a Michelin-level chef.”
All kinds of praises are heard endlessly.
Mother Zhang was quite worried at first. She took a look at the food with chopsticks and saw that they all tasted delicious, so she felt relieved.
"Mom, you eat a piece of fish." My sister helped pick up the vegetables sensibly.
"Okay! You eat too."
If you post couplets and hang a few red lanterns, it will look like a New Year's Eve dinner.
Only occasionally when the camera pans over, you can see Su Yan standing on the side looking up, as if expecting something.
Zhang’s mother stopped and asked her daughter: “Don’t they eat together?”
Before Zhang Zifeng could speak, Hai Qing spoke first.
"Oh, don't worry about it. The staff has their meals delivered by someone, so they are much happier than us."
"Well, then I see that the person standing over there doesn't seem to have eaten yet, and he is looking at us."
Whoosh!
The camera showed a close-up, and Su Yan quickly turned around.
"Pfft hahahaha, auntie found out the truth!"
"It's so damned that a director can be so shy."
"I failed to try to get a job, but I am still too thin-skinned."
"A sudden critical attack, Auntie did a great job."
The meal ended in an extremely pleasant atmosphere. Auntie still wanted to wash the dishes, but how could anyone let her do it again? She asked Zifeng to sit next to her, and the others were busy cleaning up.
.
After chatting for a while, Zhang’s mother stood up and said goodbye.
After all, he was not an actor, and to be honest, there was an elder here, so everyone was a little reluctant to let go. They didn't look back until the vehicle was out of sight.
The program team has made arrangements. My aunt lives in the town and will not go back until early tomorrow morning.
"Ah, the scenery here is really beautiful. I don't know how long it has been since I stepped on the dirt in the countryside. I feel very nostalgic." Dayao sighed.
"But if I were alone, I wouldn't dare to live here without even seeing any light." Zhang Yining also looked very relaxed.
After they finished speaking, the camera switched to an aerial night scene, accompanied by soothing BGM.
The beach, the waves, the stars, the old people enjoying the shade, everything is so peaceful and comfortable.
A few people were sitting in the small courtyard, not talking, quietly looking at the starry sky and humming unknown songs.
"I have a suggestion." Su Yan stood up: "It's not easy for the top athletes in the sports world to come together. Should we have a small competition?"
Everyone looked over.
"It won't be about playing table tennis with Zhang Yining or playing basketball with Dayao."
Hai Qing's words came true, and the production team quickly brought in a table.
Seeing the big devil walking to the edge, Wang Xiaochen asked: "When you occasionally go to the competition venue, do you still have the same feeling as when you used to pick up a racket?"
Zhang Yining: "There will definitely be more, but I won't have the urge to actually play games."
"Then can you still play ball now?"
"Table tennis? I don't play anymore. I can't find an opponent and I can't even sweat. Sometimes I go to the coach to play tennis."
em...a group of people fell into deep thought.
Su Yan: "I seem to have made a wrong decision."
Hai Qing looked up at Dayao.
Yao Ming: "Look what I do, I don't play anymore. I have many opponents, but my knees can't stand it."
"Let's do this." Su Yan changed his strategy: "We will send two staff members to compete with Zhang Yining in shooting and Yao in table tennis. If they win, the program team will give out a bonus of 200 yuan."
"What if we lose?"
"If you lose, everyone will experience how fishermen raise abalone."
As soon as she finished speaking, Hai Qing stood behind the big devil and massaged her: "Have you ever played basketball?"
Zhang Yining shook her head: "I do watch it often."
Wang Xiaochen followed suit, but she could only help press her fingers: "Uncle Yao, have you ever played table tennis?"
"I tried it, but it didn't work well." His voice was deep and powerful.
"Then the people from the program team want us to choose." Hai Qing began to negotiate.
"No problem." Su Yan agreed. Anyway, it was not to deliberately embarrass the other party.
"Coach! I want to play basketball!"
His sister suddenly shouted something. Yao Ming was stunned for a moment and laughed, but the others didn't know why.
"So how old are you and why do you know the memes of "Slam Dunk"?"
"Hehe!" My sister touched her head and said, "It was my brother who often shouted in the second grade, so I learned it. He is Peng Yuchang."
Wang Xiaochen also became interested and picked up the racket: "Sister Ning, let's pass the move."
"Okay!" The Big Devil simply threw the table tennis ball over: "You serve."
"It's different."
"It's different. You can't catch what I send."
Well... Wang Xiaochen was not convinced. He played seven times in a row and didn't know where the ball would go in the end.
Everyone else was watching the excitement, but it was expected that Wang Xiaochen would make a fool of herself. No one made fun of her. Instead, when she put down the racket, someone else went up to feel the feeling. After all, the opportunity to play against the world champion was not
Available at any time.
The results were unexpected everywhere.
Zhang Yining lost the shot.
However, the table tennis duel between Dayao and Lao Zhou was inextricable. After a six-point tie, it was not decided until 13 points, and Yao Ming won.
Artist team 1:1 program group.
Then Su Yan drifted away.
Another plan was proposed. The program team would select the most powerful player. The big devil would not use a racket but a slipper. As long as he could score one point, he would be considered a winner.
The result...a disastrous failure.
...
Director Yan Shi Zhou's mood was like riding a roller coaster.
On the crucial night, he naturally stayed at the TV station, accompanied by several colleagues from the news department and the director, who wanted to witness whether there would be any surprises.
As soon as it started airing, the data took off immediately, with 8.73%, which was the best record in the history of the program and directly exceeded the average ratings of the previous period.
Then, it started to grow slowly, 8.731, 8.732...
When Zhang Zifeng was almost tricked into crying, he successfully broke 9%.
Everyone in the office clenched their fists. In fact, no matter what the final result was, the program was successful from the first episode.