Quick Travel: Destiny for Thirty Lifetimes

He knew something about Lian Qingyang's works, but he didn't have time to watch them carefully. He had only seen a few classic clips. If he was asked in more detail, he would not be able to answer at all.

I'll have to get to know him better when the time comes.

【：Kong Di is really immersed in it hahahahaha】

【：What is Brother Chen thinking about? His eyes are not focused.】

【：Mu Yinchen, don’t look to the side!!!】

【：Qingqing is watching very seriously】

[: As expected, even if Qing Ge just stood there for me to look at, I couldn’t get enough of his face.]

[: Who's watching Qingqing's new drama while watching variety shows? It's me.]

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After the rooms were divided, we started preparing lunch. Because of the filming, we had to start early.

The program team prepared the same ingredients for each group. The kitchen was semi-open with four stoves, and each group sent one person to cook.

The first group is Tian Shiya, the second group is Wang Yucheng, the third group is Hu Xi, and the fourth group is Jiang Sheng.

Tian Shiya cooks frequently and was not in a hurry. Wang Yucheng was okay and didn't make any big mistakes. Hu Xi volunteered to cook and insisted on showing off his cooking skills. He ended up being in a mess, but he managed to make the dish, which made Jiang Sheng next to him look particularly calm.

When they are cooking, their partners are not allowed to watch. After the food is cooked, they get to choose which one is made by their partner. They can only watch but not taste it.

Liu Chuhan was the first one to be chosen because she knew Hu Xi was not very good at cooking and the worst dish must be his.

This quick decision caused a lot of hahaha in the barrage, and Kong Di couldn't help laughing and laughed for a long time before stopping.

When it was time for the guests to eat, the filming in the observation room stopped. It was now half past eleven and they also had to go to eat.

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The restaurant was on the fifth floor, so they took the elevator down directly. On the way, they met some celebrities or staff members who were filming other programs and greeted them friendly.

There were already many people eating in the restaurant. The four of them bought some food and prepared to find a place to sit down. Kong Di didn't know who he saw, so he pulled Mi Wei and said, "Excuse me, Brother Ha Qing and Brother Chen, Weiwei and I are going to eat over there!"

Lian Qingyang saw two girls looking at the place Kong Di pointed and nodded at Kong Di: "Well, go ahead, see you later."

"Yeah, see you later."

There were only two people left at the four-person table. Where to sit was a problem. Mu Yinchen had already sat down. He looked up at the person standing opposite him and asked, "Why don't you sit down?"

Lian Qingyang put the food on the table and sat opposite Mu Yinchen.

The surroundings were filled with noisy sounds, and a few people passed by from time to time, some of whom would greet them. The two of them did not communicate at all except lowering their heads to eat or looking up to respond. Occasionally, when they lowered their heads, they would rub each other's hair. At that moment, it seemed as if all the senses in the body were gathered on the head, making people feel their scalp tingling, but they wanted to experience this feeling again.

It's a bit like the ancient rituals of worshipping in a hall, the feeling of heads rubbing against each other. No, I washed my hair last night, didn't I? I don't know if it's oily today, but it probably isn't.

Mu Yinchen stopped thinking, swallowed his food, looked at the person eating quietly across from him, coughed, and asked, "Is your dish spicy?"

Lian Qingyang raised his head, still chewing his rice. When he heard the question, he glanced at his dishes: boiled pork slices, mapo tofu, and spicy and sour potato shreds. Each dish was not large in portion and could be filled with a bowl of rice.

"It's okay, I prefer spicy food."

"Hmm." Mu Yinchen lowered his head and ate his Mushu pork and stir-fried rapeseed, feeling bland. He had been eating light dishes for more than twenty years.

Noticing that Mu Yinchen was in a bad mood, Lian Qingyang asked tentatively, "Do you want to try it?"

His eyes lit up and Mu Yinchen nodded reservedly.

The two of them suddenly seemed to stand still.

"Why don't you pick it up?" "Why don't you pick it up for me?"

Two voices rang out at the same time. Lian Qingyang and Mu Yinchen looked at each other for a while, then resignedly picked up a piece of the least spicy of the three dishes, the spicy and sour potato shreds, and placed it on the other's plate: "This is okay, try it." He felt that it was indeed not spicy without the green pepper.

Mu Yinchen picked it up and put it in his mouth. After chewing and swallowing, he said nonchalantly, "It tastes good."

Who knew that his mouth, which had been numb at first, would feel a little stinging after a while, and even a few mouthfuls of rice didn't help.

Lian Qingyang had almost finished eating. When he looked up, he saw Mu Yinchen frowning and looking angry.

"what happened?"

Mu Yinchen had been trying to be tough, but for some reason he still spoke the truth: "My mouth is a little sore, and eating rice doesn't seem to help."

"Could it be because I ate spicy food?" Lian Qingyang thought back to his previous lives. Although he couldn't eat spicy food, it wasn't a big deal if he ate a little. Why did this world suddenly become so uncomfortable?

"I don't know. I've always eaten light food and haven't had much spicy food. But I've had it before and it wasn't a big deal."

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"A slight allergy to green pepper seeds?"

The two of them took advantage of their lunch break to rush to the hospital for a check-up, and the results came out quickly.

Lian Qingyang took a look at the list and thought to himself, the world is really full of wonders. He was even allergic to the seeds of a certain variety of pepper.

Mu Yinchen had gotten much better after taking the prescribed medicine, and he found the name a bit outrageous.

This symptom sounds really unimpressive!

After the two of them finished solving the problem, they prepared to return to the studio. Xiaozhou sat in the passenger seat, and Mu Yinchen's assistant Xiaoqi was still driving.

"How is it? Is Brother Chen okay?" Xiao Zhou turned around and asked when he saw the two of them get into the car.

Mu Yinchen shook his head: "It's okay, I took some medicine and I'm much better now."

"That's fine, let's go back then."

The two of them rushed back to the observation room before the filming, and were questioned by Xie Peihao again. He let them go only after he confirmed that they were fine. However, after knowing what symptoms Mu Yinchen had, he still found it a bit strange and laughed at him.

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I'm so mad at you, I'm so mad at you: Ahhhhhh, I actually ran into Lian Qingyang and Mu Yinchen in the cafeteria. They were eating at the same table, so close they could touch each other's hair. Mu Yinchen even ate the food Lian Qingyang gave him!! Are they really not on good terms? But then, for some reason, they hurried out. I happened to be in a good position to see the elevator, and thanks to my 5.0 eyesight, I saw the arrow pointing downwards. (I saw it by accident, so it's hard to take a picture, so I won't post it!)

[: Don't believe it without pictures. Okay, the two of them are just partners, don't make it sound so ambiguous.]

【: What are you making up? You don't have to write fake stuff, right? 】

[：Don't rub, don't rub, don't rub, don't get close to it, don't get close to it, don't get close to it. Lian Qingyang is beautiful alone. Lian Qingyang is beautiful alone. Lian Qingyang is beautiful alone.]

[: Doesn't anyone know that my brother Chen is a mysophobia? He won't eat anything that someone else picks up, okay?]

How dare the blogger post this? Isn't he afraid of being blasted by their fans?

[: Already clicked, @Mu Yinchen Anti-Black Group, come and click.]

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