The whole universe is my fan

The live broadcast scene suddenly fell into a strange silence.

His Highness Wei Qi was very satisfied with the masterpiece he had carefully prepared tonight. He raised the light board higher, and once again led the audience behind him to shout slogans.

Pierdina woke up with a start.

Dana asks Peele, "Is this viewer trying to make trouble?"

Peel replied, "It doesn't look like it."

Dana walked forward: "I'll go and have a look."

Pierre stopped and said, "I'll go and see."

Seeing that Pierre was leaving the stage, Dana hurriedly said, "Take the robot security guard."

Peel hummed.

Dana said again: "You pay attention to safety."

Pierre replied: "Got it, you watch the scene."

"Okay." Dana nodded.

Pierre was tall and thick with a big beard. He usually had a gentle look, but his face turned serious, which was still quite bluffing. He walked straight up to Vicky and said, "Young man, don't shout here."

Vicky was slightly taken aback.

Pierre said with a straight face, "Follow me."

Vicky asked puzzledly, "Who are you?"

Peele said directly: "I'm the director of the show."

"Director..." Vicky saw the proof on Peel's chest that he was indeed the director.

Peel said again, "Follow me."

Wei Qi hesitated for a moment, thinking that the director of the program group was big enough to control Yun Sheng, so he followed Peel with a light sign.

The audience who had been fighting against the enemy just now suddenly became leaderless and stopped shouting slogans. They all sat down in their seats according to their ticket numbers and looked back at Vicki curiously. ?”

Peel asked, "What are you doing?"

Wei Qi said happily: "I am supporting Yunsheng."

"Who asked you to help?"

"I voluntarily!" Vicky looked proud.

He bought the light board.

The slogan is what he thought.

The Q version of Yunsheng was drawn by him.

It would be impossible for others to make such an arrogant light sign.

"Did you know we ban that live on air?" Peele asked.

Wei Qi was stunned: "I don't know."

"Where's your ticket?"

Vicky produced a paper ticket and handed it to Peel.

"Paper? Where's your brain?"

"The optical brain is temporarily unavailable." Wei Qi defended himself.

"You're not a black household, are you?"

Vicky hurriedly said solemnly: "No! I am a good interstellar citizen!"

Peel looked Vicky up and down.

This child is not very old, he looks like he has just grown up, his facial features are very good, his clothes are low-key but very valuable.

He's a bit of a middle schooler in doing things, but he's very polite.

Not like a black household, but like a rich young master.

Pierre reached out and tapped the paper ticket: "You read what is written on this ticket."

Wei Qi went over to look, and it was clearly written on it that it is forbidden to make noise, it is forbidden to carry light signs, and it is forbidden... Violators of the regulations are not allowed to enter the stadium. !"

"But they didn't have the lights," Peel said.

"Then I won't take it either." Wei Qi looked around while holding the light board, quickly walked to the corner, put down the light board, and returned to Peel, looking afraid that he would not be able to enter the field, and said: "Just, just let it go." It’s there, I won’t take it in, can I go in now?”

"You still want to go in?" Peel asked.

"I bought a ticket!"

"..." Pilton said after a while, "No loud noise is allowed."

"I stopped making noise."

Peel thought the kid was a prick, but he was just a bit willful, but he was very reasonable and would not mess around, so he said, "Okay."

Unexpectedly, Vicky said again: "Then you can't let Dutt fans make noise."

"...Understood." Peel returned the ticket to Vicky, and continued: "You must strictly abide by the rules of the venue, otherwise we have the right to drive you out."

"it is good."

Wei Qi took the admission ticket and couldn't wait to run into the live broadcast.

Pierre didn't expect it to go so smoothly, maybe it's because the fans follow the right master, the voice of the cloud is very good, and the people who like him can't be too bad.

He walked into the live broadcast with a smile.

Seeing that all the audience had stopped, he lowered his head and strengthened the security procedures of the robot to prevent any accidents before walking towards the stage.

Dana on the stage came over and asked, "How is it?"

"It's all right," Peel said.

"What happened just now?"

"It's just a fan of Yunsheng supporting Yunsheng."

"Crazy?"

"A very sensible child."

"That's good." Dana turned to say, "The equipment has been checked."

Pierre looked up his wrist and said, "The time will be up soon, and we will take our places."

Dana nodded, turned and walked to the center of the stage.

Peel went to oversee the various holographic cameras.

At this point, order was restored on the field.

The eight contestants looked back at Yun Sheng.

Some are envious of Yunsheng's ability to attract fans, some marvel at Yunsheng's personal charm, and some are jealous of Yunsheng's likability.

Yun Sheng was quite puzzled. He glanced at Wei Qi, who had a novelty and joyful expression in the audience, and felt that this boy did not look like a reporter. Who could that be... Before he could think about it, the countdown to the live broadcast brought him back to his senses.

After the opening remarks of Dana and the circular robot, he entered the competition state with other contestants. First, he prepared a basin, poured a bowl of glutinous rice flour, and put it aside.

Then turn on the fire and add a moderate amount of water to the small pot.

Add a pinch of sugar when it boils.

Stir gently with chopsticks until the sugar is completely dissolved before turning off the heat.

Pick up the small pot and pour sugar water on the glutinous rice flour, stir the glutinous rice flour with chopsticks while pouring the sugar water, after the sugar water is poured, put down the small pot, and Yun Sheng concentrates on stirring the glutinous rice flour.

Until the glutinous rice flour becomes a paste and slightly brushed.

At this time, slowly add dry glutinous rice flour, mix it into a rudimentary dough, knead it lightly with your hands, and press it into a dough shape. In order to make the finished product crispy, Yunsheng added another spoonful of oil, and continued kneading to make the oil fully soaked into the dough. middle.

At about the same time, the sticky basin was as clean as new.

The dough is gradually formed and the surface is shiny.

Neither the chopsticks nor Yun Sheng's hands had a trace of glutinous rice flour on them.

The barrage filled with admiration:

"Comfortable! Looking at the sound of clouds and noodles are both comfortable!"

"That's right, there is a feeling of turning decay into magic."

"Yes, yes, there are surprises everywhere."

"I don't know what Yunsheng will do today, so I'm looking forward to it."

"Ah, ah, I really want to know what Yun Sheng is doing."

"It should be dessert, it's all added sugar."

"The braised duck flavor has added sugar."

"makes sense."

"Hey, the barrage is very harmonious today."

"Because I was slapped in the face by Yunsheng's lo mei yesterday, I dare not underestimate Yunsheng."

"Hahahaha, my cloud voice is the best!"

"..."

Anticipation floated on the barrage.

Pierdina and the judges stared at Yun Sheng intently.

Wei Qi looked at the sound of the cloud on the screen for a while, looked at the sound of the cloud on the stage for a while, and then turned to the audience next to him.

It can be said that it is very busy.

But these cloud voices don't know.

After kneading the glutinous rice dough, he took a pot lid and covered the basin, allowing the glutinous rice dough to rise by itself.

He reached for a small bowl with a thin and smooth edge, added a moderate amount of flour, sprinkled about two grams of salt, and added water again.

This surprised online netizens and online audiences.

"Hey, add water again, is this another kneading dough?"

"Yeah, I really don't know what Yun Sheng is going to do."

"Me too."

"The two additions of water are different. The first time I added sugar boiling water, this time I added clear water."

"So what is Yunsheng going to do?"

"If you know the barrage, let me know."

"..."

The barrage doesn't know.

Neither did Pierdina and the judges.

Seeing Yunsheng's pair of chopsticks stirring the flour into a sticky paste, they were even more puzzled. Their curiosity exploded, and they stared at it for a moment.

The attention of Yunsheng's picture once again overwhelmed other contestants.

Yun Sheng continued to stir the batter in the bowl, feeling more and more help, and the gluten of the batter had come out.

He stopped, put down the bowl and chopsticks, added a little water to the bowl and put it aside.

Under the suspicious eyes on and off the court, he cut the green onions and chopped the tomatoes.

Turn on the fire again, add sliced ​​scallions and crushed tomatoes to the hot oil in the hot pot, and stir-fry until the aroma is released. Stir-fry lightly for a few times, and the crushed tomatoes will turn into tomato sauce visible to the naked eye.

He just added soy sauce, salt and water.

The red, green and white oil in the pot was bubbling and bubbling after a while, and a pure natural sour fragrance came out.

Those who paid attention to Yunsheng on and off the field couldn't help salivating.

Yun Sheng turned around and picked up the bowl of batter just now, poured off the excess water, and stirred the batter again with chopsticks.

The gluten of the batter came out completely during the stirring and relaxation just now.

The chopsticks stirred a little twice, and the batter scrambled to stick to the chopsticks. Even the small batter on the side of the bowl joined the big force. Not to mention the batter became fine and smooth, the sides of the bowl were as clean as new.

The judges of Pierdina unconsciously exclaimed, their eyes full of astonishment.

Yun Sheng took the bowl to the top of the tomato soup, pulled out his chopsticks, and rubbed a little oil on one of the chopsticks.

Then slightly tilt the edge of the bowl, and the batter in the bowl is forced to flow towards the edge of the bowl at an extremely slow speed.

A drop of batter will flow out, and Yun Sheng flicks it gently with chopsticks to get out a wisp of batter, which falls into the tomato soup with a "boom".

In a blink of an eye, a small fish-like noodle emerged, swimming wantonly with the bubbling tomato soup, like a real fish.

After a moment of silence, the bullet screen suddenly refreshed.

"Fuck, shit, shit! What kind of magic is this!"

"What does this do?"

"Put the batter and it becomes a fish?"

"What kind of fairy is Yunsheng? Can you cook food like this?"

"Is that really a fish?"

"Did Yun Sheng really turn the noodles into fish?"

"Ah, ah, it's amazing!"

"Just say that every time I watch Yunsheng cook food, in addition to being delicious, every day is a surprise."

"Damn! My parents, my mother, my grandfather and my grandma's grandma were stunned!"

"Look! So many fish in the soup!"

"Wooooow, my cloud voice is amazing!"

"It's simply a visual enjoyment. It's so comfortable to watch Yunsheng cook food!"

"The Sound of the Cloud—the Gospel of Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder."

"..."

The bullet screen was full of amazement, and the audience was also dumbfounded.

The food is okay, okay, can you do this?

Pierdina and the judge Guan Lun were excited again.

Wei Qi in the auditorium stared straight at Yun Sheng with his eyes widened.

They don't know that this delicacy is called dial fish.

For Yun Sheng, it was not difficult at all to dial the noodle fish.

There is no need to knead, knead and cut the dough, which saves a lot of effort, so when he is on earth, he often makes it for himself.

Now smelling the aroma, he couldn't help swallowing.

Hold back!

Hold back!

He regained his concentration and put the lid on the noodle fish. While the barrage was screaming and wanting to eat and smell it, he put the pot aside, put another pot on it, poured half a pot of oil, and turned the heat to low. It also sparked a barrage discussion.

"Does Yun Zai Zai want croquettes?"

"I like fried food the most."

"Swallow."

"I want to eat tomato fish!!!"

"That's not called tomato fish!"

"What's that called?"

"Yunsheng didn't enter a name, and we don't know."

"Look, Yun Zai Zai is going to meet again!"

"What? Yun Zai is going to meet again!"

Yun Sheng is not kneading noodles, but adding some glutinous rice into half a bowl of water to make glutinous rice water.

Take out the glutinous rice dough just now from the basin sideways, knead it into long strips, pull it into six small doses and roll them into balls.

Roll it in the glutinous rice water just now, then turn it in the raw sesame bowl, and rub it in the palm of your hand to make the dough and sesame more closely bonded.

A small dumpling covered with sesame seeds is ready.

After doing this six times, he reached out his hand to feel the oil temperature on the top of the oil pan, and the six small dumplings were put into the pan, and once they were in the pan, the small dumplings sank to the bottom.

Some online netizens and viewers know how to make deep-fried food. They all agreed that the oil temperature of Yunshengzheng is obviously not enough. The fried food may smell of oil and taste bad.

They didn't know that this oil temperature was exactly what Yunsheng needed.

Yun Sheng used a colander to slowly move the small dumplings to prevent them from sticking to the pan or dropping sesame seeds, which would affect the appearance.

As he flicked it lightly, more and more air bubbles filled the oil pan.

Xiaotuanzi floated up one by one, as if unwilling to be lonely.

Yun Sheng didn't want them to make too much publicity, so he gently pressed the small dumpling into the oil with a colander, and small oil bubbles quickly appeared near the pressed dumpling.

With his movements, the small dumpling gradually grew in size, and a scent of fried glutinous rice wafted out.

Both online netizens and viewers couldn't help posting barrage.

"smell good!"

"Small dumplings can grow bigger!!!"

"Will we make things bigger when we fry them? ——The doubts of the kitchen rookie."

"Yes, but not as powerful as Yunsheng's."

"Ah, have you seen that Xiaotuanzi seems to have changed."

"I know, the small dumpling has become a big one."

"It's not getting bigger! Look carefully!"

"Damn! Damn! What did I see?"

When Danmaku found that something was wrong with Xiaotuanzi, Pirdina and the others also noticed something wrong, and they all involuntarily craned their necks to look.

The author has something to say: Xiaotuanzi: Huh!I am angry!

Yun Sheng:? ?

Xiaotuanzi: You keep pressing my head!

Yun Sheng: ...