A doctor who can't cook is not a good actor

When they entered the dressing room, Han Qian finally waved his hand twice in front of Han Tiantian: "Wake up, look at your old love, brother Han, I also have a military medal for sponsoring!"

Han Tiantian swept away the nympho look on his face, slapped Han Qian's hand away, and asked a serious question: "No one can forget you, Brother Han. Do you really think about Fei Nansheng's appearance fee being cheaper? "

Han Qian gave her a girly look: "Is the thing you prepared last night ready?"

Han Tiantian's glasses flashed: "Don't worry, the task will be completed in a while."

After Fei Nansheng finished changing his clothes and came out to start the official video recording, the photographer Han Tiantian specially invited began to take pictures.Although in the past, Fei Nansheng would have a photographer take a few photos for promotional purposes when recording, but this is the first time that Fei Nansheng started recording under such intensive flashlights.

After enduring it for almost a hundred times, Fei Nansheng, who was almost blinded by the flash, finally couldn't help but stop: "Are you going to make a PPT for this issue?"

Han Tiantian was slow to respond and laughed wildly: "Hahahahahaha, Nansheng, you are so funny!"

Fei Nansheng: "..."

He asked Han Qian who was smiling on his face with confused eyes, and Han Qian said, "Be patient, it's useful. Or you can just pose for a few shots." After finishing speaking, he quickly gave the photographer a eyes.

The photographer understood, and immediately stepped forward to take snaps of Fei Nansheng. After looking back at the photo, he nodded and said, "It must be enough."

Han Tiantian suppressed his smile and said, "Nansheng, go on, we won't bother you anymore." With his left hand Han Qian and his right hand, the photographer dragged him away.

Fei Nansheng: "..."

The photographer turned on the computer, quickly exported the photos, and modified them along the way.Han Tiantian poked his waist, looking at the pile of papers stacked on the table, all of which were handwritten recipe materials by Fei Nansheng.Han Tiantian carefully put each recipe in order, took the photographer's camera, and took pictures from top to bottom, left to right.

After the photographer finished retouching the roughly selected photos, Han Tiantian came over to pick and choose again, and finally settled on two photos with Han Qian, and then asked the photographer to refine them.

After all this was done, a few hours had passed. Fei Nansheng finished recording three episodes of the program, processed the ingredients to be used next, and waited another 10 minutes to see the meat in the pot, so he touched it to watch What are Han Qian and Han Tiantian busy with?

"Eat Well Today" opened its official Weibo a long time ago, but the number of real followers has been constant.After Han Tiantian wrote Weibo and posted it, Han Qian waited for 2 minutes, took out his mobile phone, logged into Fei Nansheng's Weibo, and pressed forward.

When he looked up, he happened to see Fei Nansheng walking over with a small basin in his hands.

"The toothpick meat that I just finished, I think I'll send some to you when the meal is near."

Han Tiantian strode over: "Nan Sheng, don't do this, I will fall in love with you!"

Fei Nansheng felt that Han Tiantian really had no way to communicate today, so he had no choice but to stay silent.Han Tiantian saw Fei Nansheng's embarrassment, and felt that the other party was so cute that he pretended to be serious when he was clearly at a loss, so he couldn't help pinching Fei Nansheng's face: "Ah, it's too late, I've already fallen in love Ahhh! Your skin is actually better than mine!"

Fei Nansheng's brain froze.

Han Qian happily ate two toothpick meats, only to find that they were crispy, delicious and juicy, and his conscience finally came online, and rescued Fei Nansheng from Han Tiantian's claws: "Don't be afraid, your sister Tiantian was caught by a sudden advertisement recently. Fei lost his head, and his IQ temporarily ran away from home, and he will be fine in two days."

Han Tiantian didn't bother to talk to him, pressed F5 to refresh the interface, and shouted with wide eyes: "It's broken! It's only been ten minutes."

Han Qian leaned over and nodded with satisfaction when he saw the number of retweets: "When this wave of popularity passes, it's almost time to stop."

Han Tiantian stood up with his chest in his arms: "Do you know who is playing tricks behind?"

Han Qian nodded: "There are several parties. I know it well."

Han Tiantian rolled his eyes at him, and said with a face like you have a fart: "How long has my male god debuted, let's not say that he is innocent, and with his face, he can't attract any scandal. Isn't it all for you? Come. I can tell you, if you don’t protect my male god, I will tear you apart!”

Han Qian took a deep breath: "What's the matter? You don't even want to have a male god brother?"

"No! I won't want it since you doubled the appearance fee!"

"Girl, look at your male god's face." Han Qian looked for Fei Nansheng everywhere, but failed, so he had to change his words, "Think about your male god's face, is the price you originally offered appropriate?"

Han Tiantian finally revealed her ugly nature: "It's suitable, what's not suitable? An iron-clad Grandpa Mao, a flowing male god."

Han Qian: "..."

Han Tiantian returned to Weibo again, enjoying the rare retweets on Xiaguan Weibo, and finally got out of the shadow of "the skyrocketing value of male gods". Only then did he remember that Fei Nansheng seemed to have said that there is toothpick meat.She looked around: "Where's the meat?"

The photographer, who was eating deliciously, covered his mouth guiltily.

Han Qian ate a meal in the recording studio with the dishes Fei Nansheng made in the morning recording program, and made himself a cup of Pu'er satiated.Han Tiantian said to Fei Nansheng comfortably: "Nansheng, the days when you have the best meals every month are the days when you come to record. I really hope you can come every day."

Han Qian narrowed his eyes and harbored malicious intentions: "The appearance fee..."

Han Tiantian wished he could roll his eyes to the back of his head: "Go away. Nansheng, who did you learn cooking skills from?"

"My adoptive father, he is a professor of chemistry. For him, food is a series of wonderful chemical reactions." Fei Nansheng looked directly at Han Tiantian with a warm tone and burning eyes, "Of course this chemical reaction only refers to the sense of taste. What happens to the food is still a physical reaction."

That supplement made Han Qian couldn't help laughing. He looked away from the teacup to look at Fei Nansheng.

Fei Nansheng happened to be sitting on the edge of the bar, his whole body was shrouded in yellow light, and his whole body seemed to be the warm sun in winter.

Han Qian felt his heart twitch, as if he had been hit by something.

He lowered his gaze and unconsciously rubbed the rim of the cup with his fingers, thinking that today's lunch was probably too delicious.

After the day's recording was over, Han Qian opened his Weibo. Sure enough, after the special guidance of the public relations company, many people began to guess the good words, explaining the origin of Fei Nansheng, who was in class.

Han Qian sent out the Weibo that he had already prepared: "Thank you for your likes. Fei Nansheng is a doctor of architecture at Stanford. Cooking and writing are his leisure hobbies. He has many other specialties, which will be revealed slowly. To everyone. I also hope that everyone can continue to pay attention to Fei Nansheng."

A few strokes, the clouds are calm and the wind is light.

Han Qian stopped at the point, he had already reaped a lot of benefits from this turmoil, and right now it was just to speculate Fei Nansheng's worth, too much force would be a bad thing.

The reaction was not so slight, as if a thunder had exploded.One must know that nowadays, people's hearts are impetuous, and anyone who looks a little bit pretty wants to sharpen his head and want to get into the entertainment industry. Who can sink his mind to study?There is a rare word in the script, so I can't wait to look it up in a dictionary.

However, there is actually a Ph.D. in the entertainment industry, and it's from Stanford, which is unbelievable.

Those who are interested immediately searched, and found Fei Nansheng in Stanford's alumni list.This person doesn't have an English name at all, and Nanshengfei is really easy to recognize among the English names on the vote.Immediately took a screenshot and sent it back.

Xuehai Wuya is not as good as swimming: "Hahahahahahahahahahahaha, you really are a male god, and Wo also wants to learn from the male god to be a master!"

Pure and fresh: "A person, a man, handsome, can cook, has a good brain, and is also called a 'male god', male god, do you lack a wife? I want to give birth to a monkey for you!"

The male god is the nest of you to play the game: "Male god, look at me, I want to give birth to you a mountain of flowers and fruits!"

This sentence probably caused a consensus, and a bunch of people went to Fei Nansheng's Weibo to want to give birth to a monkey.Fei Nansheng swiped Weibo for a while, his brows furrowed, and his face was full of doubts: "Well, why is it a monkey?"

Seeing Han Qian looking at him and not speaking, Fei Nansheng habitually analyzed the reason by himself: "Could it be that I look like a monkey? But no one has ever said that."

The corner of Han Qian's mouth twitched, thinking that he must have eaten too much at noon, otherwise he couldn't explain why he felt throbbing with this bastard for a moment.

Fei Nansheng was puzzled, but fortunately, it was not an important question. He quickly put the question down, took out a piece of paper, and put it on Han Qian's desk.

Han Qian picked it up and saw that it was densely packed with names.

"what is this?"

"I know this might be troublesome..."

Han Qian immediately cut off his words: "It's enough to know the trouble, and I don't need to talk about it later, I believe you won't want to trouble me."

Fei Nansheng: "You have to raise [-]% of every income I earn. I think you should be able to do it even if it's a little troublesome."

Han Qian: "..." When did this kid learn so well?

"This is the person who has worked with Ru Sheng. I counted it. If there is any omission, I will make it up. In the future, I hope that if there is an opportunity, I will give priority to cooperation with them."

Han Qian read all the way, took out a pen, and wrote while reading: "This one went abroad, this one left early, and changed his career to sell insurance, this one is now an Internet celebrity, and he only sells clothes and three no masks, this one is doing business. Purchasing agents, and these few 180-line characters, even if you are in the same crew as them, you probably won’t be able to say a word.”

A few minutes later, he slapped the paper on the table, and almost half of the names on the whole paper were crossed out: "The rest, I will decide according to the situation."

Fei Nansheng didn't force it either: "Okay, I'll take care of the ones that left, and I hope you can clarify what's going on with the rest."

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This bacteria usually reads articles and posts, and is also a product that doesn't even bother to click likes.It seems like-minded people are so friendly o(︶^︶)o