Chapter 215: Chapter 215: Do You Really Want to Compete With Me in Cooking?
Wang Xu took the Task Card, “I’ll handle the cooking, who else here knows how to cook anyway?”
Liu Kaiyan raised his hand, “Then Zhang Qing and I will take care of weeding.”
Qiao Yahan tossed aside her LW handbag and strutted past Ye Xian, snickering near her ear as if to say, “See what happens when you mess with me?”
“But, each task can have a maximum of three people, so Ye Xian…”
Liu Kaiyan looked at Ye Xian, and the others also turned their gaze toward her, as if looking at a poor, unwanted little bug.
Ye Xian, however, was completely indifferent, casually grabbing a bottle of yogurt from the shelf next to her and drank it all in one gulp.
She stood by the doorway, the faint morning light casting down on her, making her look as though she was draped in a golden thread robe, splitting her flawless face into one side pale and the other shadowed; the light and shadows intertwined, her long brows, high nose, and thin lips outlined perfectly, adding an undeniable sculptural dimension, unfairly handsome.
The director quickly switched the camera to her, not because she looked handsome, but because… the yogurt she was drinking was a sponsor’s product!
The sponsors must get their screen time!
[Ah, Brother Ye looks so cool in this shot!]
[Brother Ye has always had that immortal beauty, every gesture is like a painting!]
[Any fans have a high-definition version of this shot? I want to use it as my screensaver! So beautiful]
[Nvwa, come out, let’s talk]
[Nvwa: These mud creations are starting to chatter again]
After finishing the yogurt, Ye Xian’s lips were left with a faint white yogurt mustache, which she gently licked off, clearly enjoying herself.
Everyone was stunned, his look… was a bit seductive.
Meng Jin, with his back to the camera, rolled his eyes. A grown man posing and preening like that, have some shame.
[Damn! This guy is a deadly temptation! Both cheeky and dashing, I approve!]
[I can’t handle it, Xianxian, hold that yogurt and let mommy lick it off]
[Watching him drink makes it look so tasty, craving that yogurt now]
Ye Xian tossed aside the empty yogurt container, “I can cook.”
Everyone was shocked again, what did he say? An unseasoned boy, just 18, can cook?
“This is live TV, be careful not to brag too much or you won’t be able to handle the aftermath.”
Meng Jin mocked her sarcastically, but Ye Xian ignored him and directly asked the director’s team, “I choose the third task, can I join Teacher Wang Xu’s team?”
Director: “Of course, but your cooking will be judged separately from Teacher Wang Xu’s. The one who loses must face the ultimate punishment.”
Upon hearing the director’s words, Qiao Yahan and Meng Jin couldn’t help but feel secretly thrilled, that punishment was definitely meant for Ye Xian, trying to compete in cooking with Teacher Wang Xu? Him? It was like an ant trying to stop a chariot, utterly overestimating himself.
They should think early about what punishment to make him accept, kneel and wash their feet? Insult himself?
The others also stared at Ye Xian, waiting for him to reject this unreasonable demand from the director’s team, but unexpectedly, Ye Xian casually signaled an “OK!”
He really was as fearless as a newborn calf facing a tiger; he must not know how good Teacher Wang Xu’s cooking is, nor how twisted the punishment can be!
The crowd dispersed, each going to their respective tasks.
Ye Xian washed her hands, ready to enter the kitchen.
Seeing her serious expression, Wang Xu couldn’t help but chuckle, “Ye Xian, are you really going to compete with me in cooking?”
Ye Xian: “Definitely, teacher, please don’t go easy on me just because I’m your junior. My cooking is also quite good.”
Wang Xu: “Is that so? Tell me then, what credentials do you have?”
Ye Xian: “…Do I need credentials for this?”
Wang Xu: “No, just a friendly reminder, I have national credentials from Level 5 to Second Level for chefs, pastry chef certification, and advanced Cooking Technician certification.”
After he finished, Ye Xian was dumbfounded, “…” Sorry to bother you.