The moment Gu Xiang and the white pigeon entered the kitchen, the white pigeon asked, "Are you really going to cook for that difficult old master?"

"What else can I do?" Gu Xiangling said, "When you're under a roof, you have no choice but to lower your head." "The corner of her mouth lifted into a strange smile." It's just that I promised to cook dinner for him, regardless of whether it suits his appetite or not. "

Gu Xiangling took out all the ingredients. Song Mingjian's luck was not bad. Existing ingredients include fish, shrimp, and a fat hen.

"Go outside and pick some chili." Gu Xiangling immediately recalled the contents of the dinner: Chop the fish head, spicy shrimp, chicken, tiger skin, green pepper, pickled pepper, wooden ear … They were all extremely spicy dishes, so Song Mingjian would definitely eat until his mouth was full of bubbles.

A pungent smell filled the kitchen. The pigeon's face was red and its eyes were watery. It had already sneezed more than a dozen times. "Ah Wei, this tiger skin and green peppers are too amazing."

The green chili peppers in the wok gradually changed color. Gu Xiangling scooped them up and fried them a few times with oil. The surface of the chili peppers began to have dark brown spots. Not only was it spicy, but there was also a strong fragrance that immediately aroused one's appetite.

The white pigeon eagerly ate a piece, inhaling as he said, "It's too good, it's spicy and fragrant. Just that, I wonder if Director Song can handle it. "

Gu Xiangling had already finished cooking a few hot dishes, so she made a pot of egg and mushroom soup. When she took the soup bowl, she specially melted a lot of salt in one bowl and then poured the salt water out.

Puzzled, the pigeon asked, "What are you doing?"

Gu Xiangling pursed her lips into a smile, "It's a delicacy for Director Song. Pay attention later, don't use this bowl of soup to drink."

White Pigeon instantly understood and patted Gu Xiangling's shoulder. "You sure have a lot of tricks up your sleeves."

The dishes were served one by one on the table. The more Song Ming looked at them, the more dumbfounded he became. Why was the table filled with chili peppers!

One had to know that his usual diet was extremely light. That year, Zhao Xin'er washed his hands and made him a broth. The dishes were all light and mellow like a landscape painting.

Finally, a bowl of light egg mushroom soup was served. Song Ming clenched his teeth. It seems like those two girls were deliberately trying to make him feel better. Heh, chili peppers are fine. It's just spicy taste, and it can't kill people.

After eating a few bites, Song Ming's mouth was filled with flames. The taste of the dishes could not be underestimated, but they were still very delicious. Gu Xianglin and the pigeons ate slowly, their expressions unchanging and their hearts unwavering.

Even the tiger skin and green peppers were fried with a whole piece of chili sauce. The two of them ate with relish, not showing any signs of being afraid of spicy food at all.

"Director Song, I'm sorry, but I don't know what your taste is. You can drink a bowl of soup." Gu Xiangling put on a considerate expression and scooped a bowl of soup for Song Ming.

Due to face, Song Ming's sword did not work. In order to dispel the spicy taste in his mouth, he picked up the soup and took a big gulp.

The pigeon bit its lips to prevent itself from laughing out loud.

"Pfft!" Song Ming spat out the mouthful of soup and still felt the salty taste in his mouth. "I can't hold my temper any longer." What kind of food are you guys cooking, is it for others to eat? "

Gu Xiangling slowly said, "Of course it's for people to eat. Aren't the pigeons and I eating pretty good!"

Song Ming slapped the chopsticks on the table and said, "I can't eat this much."

Gu Xiangling ate the fish head with relish and slowly said, "Then I'm sorry, but I don't need chili. I don't know how to cook."

White Pigeon added, "As a man, Director Song is still afraid of spiciness?"

Song Ming quibbled: "It's because my mouth was on fire these past two days and I didn't dare to eat something so spicy." "He thought for a while and finally thought of a clever move." "Alright, I won't trouble you two mistresses anymore. I'll do it myself."

He entered the kitchen. The white pigeon and Gu Xiangling looked at each other and smiled. They tacitly struck out and shouted, "Yay!"

When Song Ming's sword appeared again, he was holding a bowl of boiling water.

Gu Xiangling lowered her head and tried her best to suppress her laughter. Heh, using boiling water to wash the food was a good method to remove the spicy taste. However, could there still be a smell after this?

After dinner, Gu Xiangling and the pigeon were satisfied with their meal and burped several times. Song Ming gritted his teeth in hatred. He had never eaten such an aggrieved meal in his life.

The sound of a motorcycle came from outside the door, and Song Mingjian immediately knew that his subordinate had come to pick him up.

Gu Xiangling and the pigeon made a gesture to send off the guests as well, and the pigeon seemed to still be unsatisfied. Before Song Ming left, it said, "Goodbye, Boss Song. Remember to prepare your own food when you come next time."

Gu Xiangling said venomously, "I finally know how raccoons eat."

Song Ming glared at the two and threatened: "Aren't you afraid of being eliminated?"

Gu Xiangling and the pigeon said in unison, "It doesn't matter!"

After two days, Shu Qingcheng appeared once again.

Gu Xiangling was about to apologize when he said, "I'm here to say goodbye. I'm going back."

His tone was filled with reluctance, and his eyes were filled with helplessness.

"Then, goodbye." At this moment, any words of consolation were pale and powerless.

"These days are the happiest days in my life." Shu Qingcheng crossed his arms. "Thank you."

A month of experiential life in the mountains was over. Gu Xiangling and the pigeon were both very nervous as they waited for the results of the selection.

The pigeon asked Gu Xiangling more than once, "Do you think Song Mingjian will let us wear his shoes and eliminate us?"

"There's nothing he can do even if he wants to be eliminated." Gu Xiangling had lived for a month now, so she no longer cared about fame and benefits. A simple and primitive life was much more comfortable than a life of constant care and comfort.

The white pigeon quickly came out with a vote. It was the fourth rank, so naturally it was eligible to be promoted.

"Looks like that Old Song is still human. He didn't give me a pair of small shoes."

When Gu Xiangling's results came out, it was like a bolt out of the blue!

Second from last!

There was only one vote between her and the last contestant. In other words, if she had only two more votes, she would have been eliminated from the competition.

He took a look at the articles written by that contestant and saw that he had dealt with most of the issues. It could be seen that he didn't want to continue anymore. He was deliberately courting his own death.

Gu Xiangling was unable to accept this result.

He rushed straight to the headquarters of the Miracle World's storyline. The front desk lady refused to let him go, "Miss Gu, the chairman is very busy, he doesn't have time to see you."

"When Song Mingjian is done, I'll go see him." Gu Xiangling showed a stubborn attitude.

Since Song Ming's sword was playing tricks on her, don't blame her for being shameless.

After a stalemate of three hours, the receptionist saw that Gu Xiangling really wanted to stay, so she had no choice but to report it to Song Mingjian.

"Let her come up!" Song Mingjian could only say these four words.

The front desk lady acted as if she was granted amnesty and said to Gu Xiangling, "Director Song wants you to go up."

Song Mingjian's office was on the 30th floor, so she naturally had to take the elevator. Gu Xiangling waited outside the employee elevator for a long time, but the elevator didn't descend.

He had no choice but to press the button for the elevator that was specially used by the president, which came down very quickly. The moment the door opened, Gu Xiangling's mind exploded.

Inside the door was a black clothed Song Mingjian standing proudly, and behind him were several bodyguards in sunglasses and suits!