From yearning to entertainment master

Chapter 362 Farewell to the Mushroom House

Ye Mingxuan had reason to suspect that Mr. Huang just went out because he didn't want to cook. As soon as his scallion noodles were ready, Mr. Huang and Mr. He came back. Bald in the gazebo.

Chatting with kimchi while eating noodles, Mr. Huang is not at all like a person who wants to eat bigu, the food is more delicious than anyone else, Ye Mingxuan eats a small bowl of scallion oil noodles, puts down the bowl and chopsticks, makes a pot of tea and leans back on the chair Drinking happily.

"Well, not bad, Xiaoxuan, every time I eat your scallion noodles, I wonder why the taste of your fried scallions is different from mine?"

Mr. Huang thinks that the scallion oil noodles are okay, but compared with Ye Mingxuan's, there is a slight difference in taste. Peng Peng will definitely not be able to taste it, but Mr. Huang himself found something unusual when he tasted it.

"For the issue of the heat, Lao Huang, it is definitely better for you to control the heat yourself than Peng Peng. I added spices when I fried the scallions, and the scallions that Mr. He prepared for you are all old scallions, which are too spicy. The fragrance is not as good, and the taste is better if you use a thinner one, you will definitely not be able to taste it alone, but it will be a little different when added together."

Ye Mingxuan put down the water glass, thought for a while and said.

"That's it, let's just say, why is there such a big difference in taste?"

"Vulture ~ hmm ~ I feel the same? There is no difference, right? Teacher Huang's cooking is also delicious!"

Teacher He swallowed the noodles, and said to the comforting and sincere Teacher Huang: "It's all the same. I have eaten your food for more than ten years, and I think you are better than Xiaoxuan!"

"Mr. He... you mean that my cooking is not delicious?"

Ye Mingxuan lay down again, shaking the cattail fan that Teacher Huang often used.

"Does it count as crossing the river and demolishing the bridge?"

"It's all delicious. Both Papa Huang and my brother cook delicious food!"

Although Zhang Zifeng was hungry, she had a small appetite. A bowl of noodles plus the previous biscuits and milk, how could there be a second bowl? Picking up Ye Mingxuan and her own bowls and chopsticks, she had to clean up.

"Mmm~mm~ sister, put it down, I'll clean it up!"

Mr. He quickly finished pulling the noodles, including the pot and tableware, and started washing at the faucet next to the gazebo.

"Didn't you hear us talking in the arbor when you came back?"

"Asleep, can't hear anything!"

"Brother, what time did you finish recording the show?"

Zhang Zifeng propped his chin, and stared at Ye Mingxuan with big eyes blinking.

"Around four o'clock in the morning, I rushed over immediately after the recording. I am also a member of our Mushroom House. Can the final farewell be done without me?"

"How about it, can you hold it? No, I will record it at night, and you can go back to sleep for a while?"

Teacher Huang frowned, but there was no other way to do it. The artist's working hours and rest are not up to the artist. Everything depends on the program.

"It's okay, it's okay to catch up on sleep in the morning. When we were in Hainan, brother Jing and I didn't close our eyes for at most three days to learn wild survival skills."

"Boom~"

The sound of the plates breaking attracted everyone's attention. It turned out that Mr. He accidentally dropped the plates on the floor while washing the dishes and broke them into pieces.

"Be careful, don't hurt yourself!"

Teacher Huang didn't pay much attention to such a small matter. He gave a warning, and just as he was about to say something to Ye Mingxuan, another plate broke.

"This is the rhythm of the last episode of the recording. I don't want all my belongings!"

"Hey~ Really, it's the last issue, and I can't even wash the dishes."

Zhang Zifeng walked over to help, but Teacher He refused.

"Don't move, I'm wearing gloves, don't hurt your hands, I'm still fighting with this pile of pots and pans today, I don't believe I can't understand it!"

Teacher He was ruthless. He only had this job in Mushroom House. If he couldn't do this well, it would be too shameful.

"Be careful, it's the last episode, isn't it worthwhile to get yourself injured at the end?"

"Boom~pa~"

"Hahaha~ It's okay, it's okay, I'm old and useless, I can't even wash the dishes."

I don't know what's going on, wearing gloves and dipping some dishwashing liquid is too slippery, and broke three dishes in a row. Teacher He didn't insist anymore, let Zhang Zifeng wash the dishes and clean up the debris by himself.

"Hi~"

"Hey~ Teacher He, you should rest!"

Ye Mingxuan couldn't stand it anymore. It's nothing to break the dishes, but to hurt his hand, it's really... so embarrassing!
"How is it? Are you okay?"

Teacher Huang turned his head and saw that the glove was cut and bleeding.

Peng Peng ran back to the house to bring the medicine kit, Ye Mingxuan carefully cleaned out the debris from the wound with sterilized medical forceps, and put on a bandage after disinfecting the wound.

After the busy work, five people sat in the gazebo. Everyone knew that it was over, and no one wanted to say it.

It was Ye Mingxuan who couldn't help but speak first, but it wasn't about saying goodbye.

"If you can let everyone have a superpower, what kind of superpower do you want to have? Peng Peng, please tell me first?"

Peng Peng thought for a while and said: "Let me talk first? I hope I can fly, so that I can go wherever I want freely!"

"What about you, old man?"

"It would be great if there was a superpower that could cure all diseases, and being a doctor would be great!"

Teacher He's personality is like this, like water, benefiting all things without fighting, very inclusive, always caring for others and thinking of others.

Teacher Huang nodded in agreement: "It's a great idea. You, Teacher He, have been helping others all your life. Many young people have been to the base camp once, and Teacher He remembered it. He helped them find announcements and arrange programs. He There's no purpose, it's just what it is."

"What about you, sister? Don't you always believe that there are superpowers in this world? Now there is another chance for you to have superpowers. What do you hope for?"

Peng Peng and Zhang Zifeng have known each other for quite a long time, and they know her quite well. Zhang Zifeng has said more than once that he believes in the existence of superpowers, but he has never seen them.

"I wish I could grow up soon!"

"What kind of super power is this? My sister's thinking is really different from ours. We all hope to be young forever, and my sister hopes to grow up."

Teacher Huang smiled and looked at Zhang Zifeng with kindness in his eyes.

"Actually, it's nothing. Didn't we have the same thoughts when we were young? I always hope that time will pass faster and faster, and I will be the same every day. When I wake up, I can become an adult. There is no homework, no need to go to school, and I can do whatever I want! "

"Actually, it's just the opposite, hahaha~ When you grow up, you will no longer be free. Old people and children in working families remind you to work hard all the time."

Teacher Huang sighed. When he was a child, he always wanted to grow up. When he was his age, he wanted to go back to being a child, carefree, going to school, doing homework and watching cartoons, without thinking about work or other things.

"Where's Xiaoxuan?"

"For me, I hope that the family members are healthy and happy, that you can grow up happily, that Zifeng will have a good harvest in both studies and careers, and that my wife will be more beautiful the longer she lives."

Ye Mingxuan took a sip of water after speaking.

Teacher Huang stared at Ye Mingxuan full of hope, but after waiting for a long time before Ye Mingxuan could continue, he asked disappointedly: "What about me? Without me?"

"Yes, without me and Teacher Huang?"

"What's the matter with you and Lao Huang? Why are your eyes so wide? Why are you dripping? Is there sand in your eyes?"

Ye Mingxuan approached Teacher He and said with concern, "I'll show you off!"

"Go, go, brat."

"I hope Mr. He and Mr. Huang will always be there!"

"It's almost there!"

Finally hearing Ye Mingxuan's blessing, Teacher He tossed his hair arrogantly. Everyone had said it, and only Teacher Huang was left. Teacher He asked curiously, "What about you?"

"I hope I can turn back time and let my parents go back to their youth!"

They were all lamenting the touch of Teacher Huang's superpower, but Ye Mingxuan's leisurely words completely destroyed the original atmosphere.

"Old Huang, do you want the old man to live a hard life? Or do you think it is necessary to be a brat?"

"I think you are a bear, your skin is itchy, right? Shall I give you Songsong?"

Teacher Huang was short of breath, this kid was too annoying, and the good atmosphere was ruined by him.

"Okay, okay, read the letter."

Mr. He received the letters from the staff, all of which were screened. There were about a hundred or so letters. You don't need to read them all. You can just read the ones you find interesting for everyone to listen to.

"There are so many letters?"

"This is just a part of it. Audience friends, our program time is limited, so I won't read them one by one. I'm sorry!"

The five people began to open the envelope and read it intently. Most of the letters from the audience were praises and blessings, and there were also some suggestions.

"This is very interesting, I will read it to everyone!"

Teacher Huang was holding a pink letter, which was written by a girl. The contents of the envelope made Teacher Huang laugh a little bit, and wanted to share it with everyone.

"Watching the show, Mr. Huang doesn't seem to like cleaning himself up. Every day when he wakes up, he wears a chicken coop. Heh~ a chicken coop!"

"Hahaha, no, Mr. Huang has to get up early to cook, so~"

"Cooking is not an excuse not to comb your hair!"

Teacher He just wanted to defend Teacher Huang, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted mercilessly by Ye Mingxuan. Ye Mingxuan went further and further on the road of pitting his parents.

"It's all letters, so didn't you send anything affordable?"

"Why, you want the audience to send you a string of garlic?"

Teacher Huang was not to be outdone, and the two started fighting each other, and Teacher He was very happy watching from the sidelines.

"There is one for my brother."

Zhang Zifeng took a letter, tugged at Ye Mingxuan's clothes, and said: "I first met Brother Xuan on the news. I saw Brother Xuan protecting the people and defeating Dongying warriors, and I felt emotional. I learned more about it at the music exchange meeting." , an erhu, a piano, and a suona, killing all directions, full of applause, made me interested in folk music for the first time in my life. It turns out that the erhu can also be passionate, and the suona can also surprise everyone. Come on, Brother Xuan , have always loved your corncobs!"

"Write a letter and I will keep it in my collection!"

Ye Mingxuan took it happily and put it in his pocket. This was the first letter he received from a fan, and he kept it as a souvenir.

"I have a letter here for you, Mr. He."

"What are you writing? Let me see, let me see!"

Ye Mingxuan leaned over, curious about what the audience would write about Mr. He.

"For you, for you, for everyone."

Teacher Huang handed the letter to Ye Mingxuan.

"Mr. He, this show really made everyone see a different you. You are no longer the teacher who hosted Max, but you have become a novice who knows nothing under the sun. Haha, have you been exposed?"

After reading this, Teacher He's eyes widened. Xiaoxuan was full of praise everywhere. Why did he become a joke when he came here?Staring at Ye Mingxuan, he asked fiercely, "Who washed the dishes? Who swept the floor? Who wiped the table?"

"Yes, you washed five bowls and three dishes, and broke three of them."

Following Ye Mingxuan's merciless complaints, Teacher He couldn't hold on any longer, and burst out laughing.Ye Mingxuan continued to read: "Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, you are writing. But you are not idle at all, you are busy. This missing word will be filled later."

Ye Mingxuan put the letter in front of the camera, this is interesting, if you don't have nothing to say, don't you become idle?

"Hahahaha~ I really added it later."

"Hey hey hey~"

"Wash up and clean up, tidy up the mushroom house carefully! They say you look like your mother, like your grandma."

"Like grandma? Hehehe~"

Peng Peng couldn't help laughing, and Teacher Huang Zhang Zifeng also laughed.

"It's fine to look like my mother, but where did you come from like your grandmother?"

Teacher He is holding a letter in his hand, and he likes it very much. The base map of the letter paper is Mushroom House and their family. Teacher He likes this kind of letter paper very much. The audience is very attentive.

"Hey, why do they have this kind of letter paper? It's so hard work! Look!"

"I printed it myself!"

"Here's a letter for my younger sister. I'll read it to everyone. I like younger sister Zifeng. When I first saw my younger sister, she wasn't the kind of girl who was particularly stunning. When I saw my younger sister again, I suddenly felt that my younger sister was the kind of girl next door. She was quiet, well-behaved and sensible. , and also brother’s follower.”

Mr. Huang's readers sneered here, not knowing what he was thinking.

"My sister is always very silent when she is alone, and she can't let go of herself. Only when she is with Brother Xuan, she will be more lively. Although Brother Peng Peng is also very good, but he always bullies my sister."

Teacher Huang put away the letter and stared at Peng Peng, which made Peng Peng feel guilty.

"The audience knows that you bully your sister."

"Ms. Huang, I really didn't bully my sister, it was my sister who bullied me!"

That grievance of Peng Peng, how dare he bully his sister, not to mention Teacher Huang, brother Xuan will never let him go, his status in the mushroom house is not as good as that of little H, dare not think about it, think too much It's tears.

Zhang Zifeng didn't defend himself, just looked at Peng Peng with a sweet smile.

"There are also those who sue the director, look, you have spoken my heart, Mr. Huang, we severely condemn the behavior of the program group for not providing gas stoves. Xixi, did you hear that? The voice of the masses, the next season , must prepare a gas stove for us, otherwise we will not record, hahahaha~"

Of course, Mr. Huang was just talking about his own program, how could he not record it if he didn't record it?
There were a lot of letters, and the five of them watched the afternoon. Before the end, Ye Mingxuan kept his promise and helped several young directors find marriages on the show. After finishing these, the show officially ended, and we will stay for the last night, and we will return tomorrow Everyone.

　How many people have not returned home?Chinese New Year is approaching, pay attention to your body, rest when you should.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)