After being on variety shows, I will draw big cakes for the actor

Yan Cheng answered after a while.

"The distance is not too close, but she is fast."

The movements are also very accurate, and the eyes full of stories are looking at him with open arms and looking down, as if they have been practiced thousands of times.

No, that's not a story, it should be called an accident.

After answering briefly, he picked up the chopsticks and flipped the chicken thigh that was about to be cooked.

The reporter followed his answer and asked Zhong Jiuyin: "Has Jiuyin practiced this skill before? Netizens say that you are very suitable for martial arts movies and dramas, but we know that you are not born in martial arts."

"I have practiced a little bit." Zhong Jiuyin said modestly.

She was still peeling the peanuts, crushing the shell with a click, and with a random pick with her fingertips, two peanuts fell into the bowl.Although the speed is fast, but the movements look like they are not familiar with it, like a kitchen bastard.

The side dishes are almost ready, a certain vicious reporter called by name and asked:

"You can tell at a glance who often cooks at home. Liang Zhi, if you were to rank the five people present in terms of cooking skills and cooking frequency, who would be the bottom one?"

For Liang Zhi, this kind of question that might offend people was like killing him.

He didn't even know how to hold the knife, he held it in the air and tried to push the glasses with that hand, the knife almost stuck to his face.

What's more, the chicken leg bone foam stuck to the blade was still red. When he saw it, he put it down in panic, his face turned white and red.

"Actually, everyone is pretty good. If they all cook, they must be better than me. I... As for the bottom one, the bottom one should be..."

How can you tell who is the weakest in this practice? !

While reading meaningless questions, he glanced at the others, his eyes were tense and beseeching.

Zhong Jiuyin threw a peanut into his mouth pretending to be Gongji again, and then said: "You want to blame me, right? It's okay, I'm still a little self-aware, doesn't it mean that Brother Yan Cheng sighed when he saw the shredded onion I cut, so he had to change it?" Give me the task of peeling peanuts. I really can't shirk the 'honor' of being the last one."

Liang Zhi's expression was visibly relaxed, and after a moment of reaction, he wanted to say something to praise her: "You're actually alright..."

When he saw the plate of onion shreds of uneven thickness, he paused in the middle of his sentence and forced a turn: "...Maybe everyone is good at something different, so don't think too much about it."

The host laughed out loud, and there was a loud breath from the microphone.

Yuan Yi tried his best to control his mouth, and praised her: "Sister Yin, you peel peanuts well."

Ai Yuanyuan: "Yes, one is the other."

Zhong Jiuyin smiled: "You are beautiful, Yuanyuan, you really know how to compliment people."

Reporter: "So Zhong Jiuyin, you also admit that you don't often cook at home? Then you didn't choose this money-saving lifestyle when you had no job or income. Is it because your family conditions are good?"

Zhong Jiuyin: "It's quite economical not to cook. A bag of bread for 500 yuan plus milk and vegetables that can be eaten raw can last for three days. With other things, [-] yuan can last a month. "

She spoke lightly, but everyone looked at her in surprise.

All the chopsticks that Yan Cheng flipped rested on the side of the pot, and he frowned quickly when he looked at her.

Ai Yuanyuan asked in disbelief: "So miserable?"

She shrugged indifferently: "It's okay."

Reporter: "Do you really only eat those things? How long have you lived like this?"

"I'm not in the mood to do anything else. It won't be long, a few months."

The main reason is that the original owner couldn't bear it after eating for a long time, and when he went out for a trip and smelled the snack street, his mouth was watering.

Then when I got home, I was so sad that I wanted to cry.

Yuan Yi hesitated to speak, and asked cautiously: "Is there no income during that time? The family doesn't know?"

"Well, if you don't have money and want to save face, you can only suffer."

The hardship and collapse of the original owner are just a paragraph of text to others. As a reader, her feelings are definitely not as deep as mine. The narration is simple, relaxed and casual, and she does not get choked up by memories.

But the more calm the weather, the more people will be aggravated. Everyone thinks that her indifferent attitude is actually a disguise and a cover-up.

The field was quiet for a while, and they all avoided the past that she didn't want to talk about, and the reporter's next question was just a follow-up.

"After a few months of living like that, what happened later? How did you improve later?"

Zhong Jiuyin: "Later, I tried to make other money, and later, I got this job."

Speaking of which, she came at a good time, at least she had some money to eat.

She lowered her head and continued to peel the last bit of peanuts. The barrage on the live broadcast room doubled and flew by quickly.

[Isn't it?How can it be so miserable?Isn't the entertainment industry a place that claims to be able to make money on foot, and at worst, earn 10,000+ for a single play?It's not a group performance, there's no need to pretend to be so miserable]

[No play, big brother, you are a network card, did you hear that? 】

[Exaggerated, 500 yuan to eat some cabbage leaves?College students without money can eat a vegetarian set meal for 600 yuan.Selling miserably is not the way to sell]

[Can you stop acting like you haven’t seen anything in this world? There are plenty of people who can eat dried noodles for ten yuan for half a month.]

[After graduation, people think you are digging for gold in a big city, and when you debut, you think you are earning 200 million a day as a top artist. So if all 14 billion people make their debut, they will be able to complete the economic leap ahead of schedule?Please look at the world, don't just look at the sky, okay】

[Although as a fan, I am embarrassed to say it, but Zhong Jiuyin was known to be a fool before this, and there is no such person. He has a fart job and a fart money]

[I'm really miserable, it's me, I gave up a long time ago, dreams are not as important as eating meals]

[Yuan Yi, my big dog, always asks questions cautiously, and even tilts his head to see his face]

[Liang Zhi really blushes too easily, Zhong Jiuyin is helping Liang Zhi out of the siege, he is very nice]

[Who knows if he took the opportunity to talk about this topic and it's sold out? Don't all the people who want to be praised by the program group have to show their distressed past?Is there anything new in the entertainment circle? It’s like this over and over again, it’s boring]

[Zhong Jiuyin!Did you see that?Someone is coming at you!You are really on fire! ! ! 】

[Very good, Zhong Jiuyin fans have a good psychological quality hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, Zhong Jiuyin fans have a good psychological quality)

After the touching topic, Zhong Jiuyin handed the peeled peanuts to Yan Cheng, clapped the ashes on his hands as if nothing happened, and said:
"The task is completed. Is there anything else that needs to be done? I can do anything that has no technical content and can reflect personal ability."

Yan Cheng came back to his senses, turned on the induction cooker, it shut off with a beep, then took out the chicken, and put a chicken leg in the bowl in front of her.

"Tear the chicken into strips."

Zhong Jiuyin: "Isn't it Si?"

Yan Cheng glanced at her: "Don't you want to be able to reflect your personal ability without technical content? This is the first step, rough processing, just in line."

Zhong Jiuyin didn't expect that he could actually arrange tasks for her according to this casual request, so he could only fish up his cuffs, wash his hands and reach for the chicken legs.

Before touching the bowl, Yan Cheng's index finger slightly lifted his wrist and pushed her hand away.

The cold touch is fleeting.

"Use a glove." He handed it to her.

"Okay." She picked up the glove and scratched her wrist calmly.

The place where it was touched just now was a little itchy.