Goddess of Art Transformation Project

Chapter 489 The Eve of the Competition
Jin Dawei's appearance and posting of this Weibo made many people who talked about the hype of Chu Ci shut up. Jin Dawei is not a boss involved in the entertainment industry, but a real industrialist, and at the same time a giant in the trade field. It is impossible to falsify the words spoken by such a task.

People who eat melons, fans, sociologists, Jin Dawei, and some network forces directly transformed Chuci’s metaphysical Weibo into a social phenomenon, and at the same time built a warm bond. This warm bond is connected to each other. Strangers, but the warm care is conveying no less.

The huge love garden, just paving the ground, bloomed such a big flower, but this is not the final garden just built, slowly this humble love garden can not help but bloom colorfully, this garden is like a deep stream The still water, the silent wise man, silently conveys the fragrance of love and hope, and does not take anything. This is actually the original intention and result of Chu Ci's doing this.

A person with a pure mind never thinks too complicated about the result, and can even see the result from the very beginning, because he has nothing else to ask for, so he will not have any troubles due to human nature.

The wind in the autumn night is already very cold, but this cold autumn night is sometimes infiltrated by the temperature from the heart, and it is also warm.

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Early the next morning, Chu Ci just woke up, and the girl who just woke up had a lazy expression, like a deer lost in the forest, with a trace of ignorance, and this trace of ignorance hung on Chu Ci's face. It looks so weak.

After a while, Chu Ci stretched his waist. The girl's exquisite curves reflected the breath in the house and became much more moist. She stepped out of the bed gently, and her jade feet like suet jade stepped on her pale face. There was not the slightest sound on the cashmere carpet.

As soon as Chu Ci went downstairs, he saw Gu Lang walking out of the kitchen carrying a plate. While carrying the plate, Gu Lang was still humming an unknown melody, which sounded so disturbing. People are refreshing and comfortable.

Gu Lang gently placed the plate on the table.

In the past few days, Yunxi went to Dunhuang to sketch. Yang Mingkai and Brother Liu also went to the company early in the morning every day because of the company's tedious affairs, so the responsibility of cooking fell to Gu Lang.

It's not that Gu Lang doesn't know how to cook, but Gu Lang doesn't like cooking. Gu Lang doesn't like to touch raw food. Whether it's the blood type of meat or the texture of plants, Gu Lang doesn't like it, so only When he was alone, Gu Lang usually ordered takeaway every morning.

But now Gu Lang is no longer living alone. Gu Lang can see how busy Liu Ge and Yang Mingkai are. Now Gu Lang has regarded Cixi Studio as his home. Even if he doesn't like cooking, Gu Lang He also took the initiative to take on the responsibility of cooking.

This morning, Brother Liu and Yang Mingkai woke up very early, and had to catch a plane early in the morning, so Gu Lang prepared breakfast for Brother Liu and Yang Mingkai in advance. After Brother Liu and Yang Mingka left, Gu Lang simply watched the dining table , When it was almost the time for Chu Ci to wake up, Gu Lang went to make breakfast for Chu Ci again.

And now Gu Lang has just made breakfast,

Chu Ci saw that Gu Lang was staring at the breakfast on the plate with his back turned to him, he couldn't help but find it funny, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Gu Lang was still arranging the dishes, but when he heard the sound, he turned his head and found that a beautiful figure had slowly walked down the spiral staircase of Jinlingmu.

"Chu Ci, you are awake, the meal is ready, come and eat."

Gu Lang said this very naturally, as if he had said it countless times.

Hearing Gu Lang's clear voice, and remembering Gu Lang's slightly jerky movements before, the corners of Chu Ci's mouth could not help but raise a slight arc, and he smiled lightly, but Chu Ci was not polite.

"Gu Lang, is the breakfast you made today still uncooked like yesterday?"

After these few days of Gu Lang's cooking, Chuci knew it. Don't look at Gu Lang's cooking for Yunxi on weekdays. He is still a rookie in cooking, and he can't master the heat well.

Chu Ci sat at the table, breakfast was very simple, a piece of toast with fried eggs, and a cup of hot milk, but the fried eggs next to the toast could be seen by a novice at a glance, and there was a little hair around. coke.

Gu Lang looked at Chu Ci staring at the fried egg, and couldn't help but blushed. Although it was not his first time cooking, he ate it by himself before, and he didn't think the heat was so important. Now it's a bit hairy for Chu Ci to eat. The burnt fried eggs Gu Lang was really a little embarrassed, because he didn't have the experience of frying them yesterday, so he asked Gu Lang to heat up a little while cooking, but he didn't expect that although the eggs were not undercooked this time, he over-fried the eggs up.

Before, it was Yunxi who cooked, and I occasionally went to help. Every time I saw Yunxi's handy operation, I thought it would be a very simple thing to learn to cook during this period of time, but when I got started At that time, I realized that I was completely wrong, and I was still the rookie cook.

Looking at Gu Lang's slightly flushed face, Chu Ci couldn't help feeling amused. Gu Lang, who has always been calm and stable, would also show this expression, but Chu Ci didn't dislike the somewhat embarrassing breakfast at all. Egg, eaten in the mouth.

When Chu Ci took a bite, his eyes suddenly lit up involuntarily.

It was supposed to be a soft fried egg. Although it was a bit burnt around the fried egg, it produced a special taste. The middle is as soft as a cloud, and the burnt edge around it has a bit of chewiness. It is really a wonderful delicacy. .

Sometimes the natural world is so wonderful, even the food. You can taste the flavor of a soft-boiled egg if you don’t fry it well. You can taste the softness of the egg yolk if you fry it just right. After frying it, you can still taste the burnt taste of the fried egg. Fragrant and crisp, a fried egg also embodies the truth of the natural world. No one can fully understand the various states of life in a lifetime, but each of them is wonderful.

"Well, Gu Lang, the fried eggs you made are delicious, you should sit down and eat."

Hearing Chu Ci's words, Gu Lang, who was blushing because of fried eggs, came back to his senses, swept away the strangeness on his face before, and sat opposite Chu Ci.

But when Gu Lang just sat down, Chu Ci suddenly stood up and walked into the kitchen. After a while, he brought out a cup of warm milk and put it on Gu Lang's table.

"Well, it's not okay for me to drink milk alone, you have to drink it too."

After finishing speaking, a smile appeared on Chu Ci's face.

(End of this chapter)