Chapter 1231

Yang Song turns into a domineering president and is crazy exporting to Cinderella.

How on earth can you give me advice?

How on earth can you accept my crystal shoes?

Bald Liu wanted to get up and run away, but now he not only has soft legs, but every bone in his body is very soft.

Where's the cook from? It's horrible!

Yang Song is still eagerly looking forward to it, which is his dream opinion.

Li Hui was stunned when he saw it upstairs.

Why is this Yang chef so different?

"Director, not quite right..."

"Of course I know something's wrong. It's the first time someone has been so persistent in asking for advice. Can this be right?"

"It's not that. Look at us!" The younger brothers of the director group were very scared.

Li Hui finally turned back.

Everyone around is doing their homework!

After graduation, Li Hui has not seen so many people do their homework for many years.

I still do my homework so seriously!

A group of people get together. Some are discussing, some are biting the pen pole, and others use their mobile phone to check a word they can't write.

"I haven't written for a long time."

"Help me think of an adjective. I want a four word idiom to describe Yang Chu's cooking. It's really delicious!"

"How about the delicious food?"

"A little cultural, this is not an idiom,"

"How about delicacies, salivating and endless aftertaste?"

"This is OK. Words can't express the delicious food made by Yang Chu."

"I have to read more books, otherwise how can I write this little composition in the future?"

……

Li Hui feels that there seems to be a deviation in his cognition of adults, or this is actually a different world: "what are you doing?"

"Write comments to chef Yang." The speaker scratched his head.

"I really can't think of any problem! I just think the weight is a little less."

"Yang said that the weight is no problem. Let's mainly talk about the taste and taste, that is, we can say everything on the plate, but we can't say the weight."

"I can't say why two people have to eat separately."

"If you can't write it, brother song won't sell it to us next time."

"What do you say? I don't want to go back to Yang kitchen to cook. We can only watch with saliva. That day was too painful."

"Think about it and make it up."

"Don't copy mine. It's hard to think of it."

"I really should have studied hard with my Chinese teacher."

"Oh, look at that big brother, the one with an inch of head. Why is he so excellent? He's writing the second page!"

"I know that man, who writes novels, has a lot of nonsense. I have chased him for his novels..."

Li Hui thinks the world is magical.

Not only on his side, but also on the downstairs. After eating, the group consciously took the paper and pen and began to do their homework.

A moment ago, there were still a group of eaters in the street. Now there are a group of operators.

The scene was magical at first, but now it looks spectacular.

Li Hui thought for a long time: "can that chef do this?"

"No."

"Absolutely not." The deputy director said something very reasonable: "I don't think other chefs can do such a coquettish operation."

"You're right."

Even bald Liu hid next to write his composition.

He doesn't know where his mobile phone has been dumped. He can't find out the words he can't write at the moment. He can only use pinyin.

"Brother, you can't write too many words. Why are they Pinyin?"

A composition full of Pinyin is even less common.

Yang Song collected his homework according to his head and moved into the space to see.

"Big fairy, help me!" Wu Chuang cried loudly and wronged.

"How can you cry so numbly every time?" Yang Song put down the box and looked for it along the sound. He was so frightened that he went back seven steps.

Wu Chuang changed into a green red dress or a skirt. The cloth is quite economical. His face is red and is dancing.

Or big Yangko.

The little girl stood by with a whip.

"What happened?" Yang song feels a little hot eyes.

"Master, we are cultivating Wu Chuang's good feelings with the animals." The little girl's voice has been replaced by a lovely Lori sound.

"The immortal asked me to raise them instead of dancing to make them happy. Who is human and who is animal?" As long as Wu Chuang stopped, the little girl's whip immediately passed.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute. Don't hit people casually. You all have a rest first."

Wu Chuang hurriedly ran over and hugged Yang Song's thigh and cried, "I'm bitter. As soon as you left, the robot rebelled. He kidnapped me from the toilet and stripped me of all my clothes. It's terrible. I have to dance in this dress. For a while, Yangko and disco are endless.

After dancing for half an hour, I have to drink water, drink water once, and let me go to the bathroom once. It is also stipulated that I can only go to the bathroom for five minutes at a time. Every three times I go to the trumpet, I must come to the trumpet. If I can't go to the trumpet, it will feed me. If I don't eat, it will be stuffed. Before I go out of the bathroom, it will feed me! "

Terrible, it's really terrible!

Yang Song couldn't bear to hear it: "don't be in the toilet next time."

"Yes, master."

Wu Chuang: "what do I mean?"

"This dress is very suitable for you to dance Yangko, that is, piglets, calves and lambs. They are used to listening?" Yang Song has some doubts.

He used to play elegant music.

Big Yangko is so festive that he doesn't play much.

"We all like listening." Little girl, turn on the music.

Today is a good day. Everything you want can be done. Tomorrow is a good day. Open the door and let's welcome the spring wind

Sister song's voice is still so beautiful.

Cut another one.

"It's getting better and better..."

"The big girl is beautiful. The big girl waves. The big girl walks into the clean gauze tent..."

"Dongdi, Dongdi, Dongdi, Dongdi, Dongdi, Dongdi, Dongdi, Dongdi, Dongdi, Dongdi, Dongdi, today is a good start..."

Wu Chuang sat down and couldn't help twisting twice. He reacted and burst into tears: "it ruined me!"

Yang Song quickly asked the little girl to turn off the music.

"It really went too far!"

Wu Chuang nodded immediately.

"You have a talent for dancing, too."

Wu Chuang had two lines of silent tears, which hung on his face with two noodles, funny and sad.

Yang song really found that the animals raised in the backyard liked festive songs far more elegant.

"Sure enough, they are very grounded. In the future, they will change the music style. Only when they are in a good mood can they grow well."

Only when you grow well can you taste good.

We must ensure that livestock live a happy life before they become food.

This is Yang Song's insistence as a cook.

Wu Chuang has been unable to support.

The little girl said, "while listening to music and enjoying dance, the animals are happier, have a stronger appetite, and are more willing to dance with music. They move more and grow better."

The biggest fear of captive livestock is that they are lazy and motionless all day. In this way, too much fat and oil will affect the taste when they are made into food.