Mr. Bo is paranoid

Chapter 113 The Childhood Sweetheart in Her Eyes ([-])

At the same time, the official blog of Gourmet in the World was updated, and Aite added the artists who recorded the show tonight, and by the way, Aite also added Song Jinchu V. One of the nine pictures below is co-authored by Song Jinchu Legs, hands resting on kneecaps.

He looks very good, like a primary school student.

The photographer is very good at taking pictures, so that everyone who sees this photo thinks that Song Jinchu is Dai Nianhua in the stands with affection.

Only Song Jinchu knew what he was doing?He cursed Bo Simo in his heart that he would be single all his life.

At the beginning, I was fidgeting and thinking.

Why did Mr. Song change places with her?Is it because he is afraid that others will know that he and Mr. Bo are a couple?So this is 300 taels of no silver here.

After I figured it out, I also went to the stage at the beginning.

About half an hour later, the first batch of delicacies were ready, including beef rice noodles from the land of Jingchu, stewed noodles from the land of Qilu, baked noodles from the Yellow River carp from the land of the Central Plains...

There are more than ten kinds of noodles, all from all over the country, and the famous local shop owners are also invited.

At the beginning, she didn't get a bowl of noodles, and the audience acted too fast, so she was too embarrassed to grab it.

She sat there, very depressed.

Bao Simo leaned over and whispered in her ear: "I'll take you backstage to eat later."

"Really?" She was hungry and greedy at the beginning, and she hadn't had dinner yet.

On the stage, Dai Nianhua took a few mouthfuls of each noodle, with a satisfied expression on his face.

Then it's the turn of the provincial barbecue competition.

At the beginning, I finally grabbed a bunch of barbecue, and started eating before taking off the mask.

A five or six-year-old girl looked at her pitifully with roasted corn in her hand.

At the beginning, I swallowed my saliva, and handed over the skewers: "Here for you to eat."

The little girl took the barbecue and ran away.

Bao Simo took her hand: "Let's go backstage and have noodles."

Before he could react at first, he was dragged away by Bao Simo.

In the backstage office, the chefs were indeed making pasta for the TV station staff.

This time the program is considered a win-win situation. The ratings of the program group will increase, and they will also increase their popularity. It can be regarded as an advertisement, but they do not need to pay for the advertisement.

At the beginning, she was holding a pair of chopsticks to wait for the noodles to be served, while she and Bao Simo sat at the small table in the far corner.

"Mr. Bo, how long have you known Mr. Song?" She was curious at first, but recently she has been quite gossipy.

"We've known each other since childhood."

Initially exclaimed: "Childhood sweetheart, childhood sweetheart, quite romantic."

Bao Simo poured her a cup of warm tea: "Don't use idioms indiscriminately." He and Song Jinchu are childhood sweethearts?It's disgusting to think about.

When the noodles were ready, Bo Simo went to serve the small bowls, and he brought Chu Shi a bowl for everything.

The small table was immediately filled.

At the beginning, I ate noodles with chopsticks: "This looks like snail noodles. It smells bad. It's delicious."

After eating the snail noodles, I started to eat sliced ​​noodles, and finally Guangdong rice rolls.

She was only [-]% full after eating, and she still had some stomach left for barbecue.

I was still recording a program outside, so I had nothing to do at the beginning, and checked Weibo with my mobile phone.

She went to the official blog where the stars go. Just a minute ago, the official blog said that the first guest had been selected, and Aite chose Dai Nianhua.

In just 1 minute, there are thousands of comments.

At the first glance, there was a lot of scolding, all scolding Dai Nianhua scolding the program group, a bunch of people were saying that they would not watch and would not contribute to the ratings and hits.

At the beginning, I also left a message and reposted it: Miss sister, come on, love you, love you, love you.

Bao Simo's eyes were light, and he looked away calmly.

At the beginning, I was still checking Weibo.

Bao Simo just looked at her, and then he noticed that one of the string of bells on his right wrist at the beginning had turned pink.

He remembered that when he brought her backstage, all the little bells were still transparent.

(End of this chapter)