Real Daughter Slaps Her Face Everyday [ENTERTAINMENT CIRCLE]

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On the way to the private restaurant, Gu Ting was measuring Meng Zhen with the light. The girl’s long and curled eyelashes, the light blue blood vessels on the back of her hand, the thick and smooth black hair, the light rose fragrance on her body, everything was perfect. Impeccable.

Gu Ting didn't know what was wrong with him. Meng Zhen had just turned eighteen years old and was still a child, so he shouldn't put his thoughts on her too much.

But man is such a strange animal. The more Gu Ting wants to control his behavior and try not to squint, the more chaotic his thoughts become. Among them, Meng Zhen appears the most, regardless of whether he is wearing a crimson shirt on the set. She in the skirt, or the slender girl in front of her, is like a magnet, and can attract his attention without any effort.

The subway entrance was about 500 meters away from Lanting. Along the way, Meng Zhen patronized him to look at the map, but he didn't notice the strangeness of Gu Ting.

The two walked to the restaurant, and the service staff in cheongsam introduced them. Gu Ting took the initiative to negotiate with the lobby manager. He was very eloquent. After a few words, the lobby manager agreed to take them to the back kitchen and filmed the chickpeas. The production process.

The chef of Lan Ting once participated in a state banquet. Naturally, there is no need to say about the craftsmanship. The photographer followed the two guests into the back kitchen and saw the chef chop the tender chicken breast into minced meat. The kitchen knife hits the chopping board and slammed. With a clanging sound, the chef then put the minced chicken into the broth made from the skeleton and ham to hang out the delicious soup.

Soon a bowl of chickpeas was prepared. The light yellow and clear soup was paired with the soft white beancurd, which made people appetite.

The photographer took photos of the steaming dishes for a long time before making a gesture to Meng Zhen to indicate that they were ready to eat.

Meng Zhen held a small bowl of blue and white wrapped branches in her hand and scooped some for Gu Ting first. She squeezed her chin in her hand and couldn't help but urged: "Teacher Gu, you can taste it first and see if it suits your taste."

Gu Ting took the dishes in silence. He first took a spoonful of soup and chicken soup and sent it to his mouth. The delicious and mellow taste spread between his lips and teeth, awakening the quiet taste buds. Gu Ting tasted the chickpeas, nodded in admiration: "It's worthy of being a classic Sichuan cuisine. The taste is really outstanding."

Meng Zhen's food is very good, but her eating speed is not slow. It didn't take long for the two of them to clean up a bowl of chickpeas, and there was no soup left.

The photographer sniffed the rich aroma before his nose, and he was greedy, but he was a staff member, and could only watch the guests eat the food.

After the recording was over, Lanting’s service staff brought a bowl of chickpea flowers over. Meng Zhen smiled at the photographer and said, "Brother Li, I just ordered two copies. You followed us for two or three hours. , I should be hungry now."

The photographer known as Li Ge rubbed his belly and thanked Meng Zhen. He didn't expect this newcomer to be so careful, not only has he never put on airs, but also has a very gentle personality, which is better than some big-name celebrities. I don't know how many times.

The recording process of Group A went extremely smoothly, and I returned to the farmhouse rented by the program group around 3 o'clock in the afternoon.