Pastry House of Superstars

Chapter 12

"Hmph, stingy, I'll get a box to crush you tomorrow!"

"Yeah!"

"..."

Two days later, Yuan Ou really received two huge white incubators sent by air express. After opening them, they were full of fish, turtles, shrimps and crabs, and they were all alive and kicking. She bared her teeth.

Holding the cover of the incubator in his hand and staring at the sea creatures for a long time, Yuan Ou closed the cover again in silence.

It's not the season to eat crabs seriously at all, so facing the big pincer generals who are almost as big as her own face, she is too lazy to guess where Gu Yi ordered it from.

In the evening, Gu Yi ran over to look for something to eat when the door was closing. Yuan Ou threw him pistachios, "I'm not a restaurant here, what do you mean?"

When Gu Yi heard it, "I received it, you can keep it for yourself and give it away if you can't eat it."

Yuan Ou frowned when he heard that, what a prodigal, "Where can I send it off, I wasn't here two years ago, and I didn't know many people."

Gu Yi said decisively, "Then I will eat it for you!"

The slowness of what he said just now is not obvious, but now his voice is particularly obvious when he raises his voice. Yuan Ou pointed to his own throat and frowned, "What's wrong with your voice? It's like knocking a broken gong?"

Gu Yi waved his hand as if nothing had happened, and continued to speak after making two swallowing movements, "Didn't you record an album these days, in order to catch up with the list, the time is not so leisurely, I am a little tired."

This is still being polite, Gu Yi has strict requirements on himself, and many times everyone thinks it is ok, but he also said that it is not perfect, and then he has to start all over again.

Yuan Ou took a look at him, and said decisively, "Okay, you don't have to count on seafood, if Song Ge finds out, I can't beat you to death."

Gu Yi just laughed a few times, and he wasn't disappointed, he was still happy.

Yuan Ou looked at his watch, "It's past ten o'clock, are you still working later?"

Gu Yi nodded, "If you don't tell me, I almost forgot, hurry up and get me something to eat, otherwise Brother Song and the others will go crazy when they find out that I'm missing."

As soon as he heard it, he knew that he had sneaked out again. Yuan Ou rolled his eyes without hesitation, "The dumplings made at noon, egg fungus and tofu, do you want to eat?"

"eat!"

"There's nothing you don't want to eat."

"hey-hey."

The two people here were eating, and heard that the 9th floor of the Tang Dynasty had been turned upside down. Dozens of staff members with black eyes and bloodshot eyes were walking in the empty corridor with coffee in their hands, like wandering ghosts.Occasionally, a few security guards on duty accidentally bumped into each other, and they were all frightened...

"Brother Song, where's Gu Yi?"

Song Zheng, who was staring at the instant noodle bowl intently, felt his heart broken when he heard it. That worry-free thing was designated to find something to eat, or why did he vaguely hear him muttering just now.

"Ah, he's gone to eat." Seeing that the visitor was holding a manuscript in his hand, Song Zheng hurried over and asked, "Is there anything urgent?"

"Not at all," the visitor waved his hand, "Didn't Gu Yi just say that there were two bars that were awkward to sing? I adjusted the rhythm and wanted to ask him what he meant."

Song Zheng felt relieved, "Okay, I'll tell him later, by the way, you didn't eat it, so come and eat some together! I still have seafood flavor here."

When the other party saw his unchanging box of instant noodles, his face immediately turned green, and he hurriedly retreated, "Then what, you can eat by yourself, I just ordered the takeaway of fried noodles..."

Looking at the back of the man who was almost running away, Song Zheng rubbed his chin, "Is instant noodles so scary?"

(End of this chapter)