"Teacher, I've brought all the information."

In the office, Liu Lang held a large stack of printed and bound a4 paper on the table.

He knew that the teacher was more accustomed to paper materials, so he didn't copy them directly.

"Well, let it go there." Professor Sun, the elegant and easy-going professor, put down his pen, "Don't worry and boldly do this topic. If you have any questions, come to me."

"Yeah, thank you teacher."

Liu Lang sincerely thanked him and glanced at the book on the professor's desk.

A few lines of words were written on it.

"Features Research Report on Whether Literature Can Be Collectively Created".

"Is the training of screw-type literary talents reasonable?"

"Research on the way out for graduates of students from the School of Literature".

A few question marks were written later.

At this moment, Liu Lang felt nervous and relieved.

Well, he was finally sure that he was not Professor Sun's grandson who had been separated for many years.

There are still three months left before the winter vacation, so it is reasonable for the professor to take less than three months to do an experiment.

And it can also exercise students.

At the same time, he did not count the senior graduates.

This makes sense.

The uneasiness disappeared, and the blood surged in my heart again.

Liu Lang decided to go and find Chen Qiu to study the game immediately.

............

At 7:50 p.m.

In a community in Beijing.

"Wife, isn't it just a show? Should I be so serious?"

Chu Fang, wearing an apron, was distracted to look at the millet porridge on the stove, and turned around and talked to his wife Wang Yan.

"What do you know?" His wife Wang Yan sat on the sofa and watched TV.

It's National One on TV and is now broadcasting advertisements.

"This is part of the above strategy. Now it is about being younger. I have to wait for feedback." Wang Yan took a sip of tea and sighed: "But this little girl is really beautiful. I have seen many celebrities and have never seen such a beautiful girl."

"It's pretty." Chu Fang put two bowls of millet porridge onto the small coffee table in the living room.

There are already several plates on it.

One shredded potatoes, one shredded peppers, and two steamed buns.

This is their supper.

After putting the porridge, he smiled and said, "The main reason is that now, they obviously don't have that temperament, they are delicate but not artificial, and they are quite spiritual. They also have nobleness, which is rare."

Wang Yan glanced at her husband sideways and said, "Why, I think she looks good? So, should I ask Xiao Wang which school this little girl is a student?"

"No, no, how is that possible?" Chu Fang hurriedly laughed, "But in Beijing, that should be from Jingying, or from the Drama Academy."

"Stop talking nonsense, just watch the show honestly." Wang Yan glared at him.

"I see what that is going to do." Chu Fang chewed the steamed bun, "I'm now in charge of the game. We have started internal testing before taking over the new game. There are so many troubles now. Conservatively, it will take two or three months to go online. I don't have the time to care about these things now. This movie is a headache for others, and it has nothing to do with me.

Xiao Wang and the others can still come to play games? Stop teasing. Oh, wife, who are you calling?"

"Give it to my dad." Wang Yan took his cell phone and gave him a blank look. "You also know that my dad was going downstairs to take the kitchen before retirement. Before I started the show, I wanted to ask him to come out to provide guidance, but the old man looked down on it and said that young people nowadays are not good, so I have to let him watch the show."

"Our dad is really amazing." Chu Fang first explained to his father-in-law, and then immediately said: "But our dad is also quite childlike. He also said that the dishes made by his master Liu can shine, and the ones that can shine are good dishes.

That's the fluorescent powder? Is that really going to kill someone after eating that? Our dad likes to joke too."

"The old man likes to exaggerate his past experiences. Isn't it normal to be generous to the past and the present? It's as excessive as you said." Wang Yan replied first, and then laughed himself.

But she quickly controlled her emotions and called her father.

"Hey? Dad. The program on our station is about to start. The first episode is that you guys go downstairs."

"What? Don't watch it? That won't work! Dad, are you afraid? Are you afraid of seeing yourself being surpassed by your younger generation? I remember you haven't been back to see it for many years."

"Hey? Dad?"

After putting down the phone, she smiled bitterly: "The old guy can't hold on to his face, so he hung up for me."

"Then stop talking about this. Let's have a meal first, and watch while eating." Chu Fang began to comfort his wife with a smile.

He watched it with the mentality of watching the fun.

Anyway, he is playing games now, and the ratings and other things have nothing to do with him.

............

"That superficial provocation also wants me to be fooled?"

Mr. Wang, who was strong and gray, hung up the phone angrily.

When he was a child, he had seen the master's skills with his own eyes.

In his opinion, those young people are not worthy of inheriting the name Ju Going downstairs at all.

Including himself, too.

So he almost never goes back and never accepts invitations from various food associations.

Because he felt that he was not worthy of the three words "Ju Dingstairs".

but......

"I'm idle, I'll just look at the current level of those guys. If it really doesn't work, then I'll talk carefully."

He turned on the TV anyway.

Just so happened that it was about eight o'clock.

The first episode of "Millennium Food" is released.

............

"Today is so rich? Is there something hidden from me?"

Looking at the table full of dishes, Tang Ying's eyes were nine points vigilant.

Steamed sea bass, seaweed egg flower soup, cashews and shrimps, garlic paste white meat, and mutton with scallion...

Just two of them cook so many dishes?

Although she had a great time eating.

However, after several months of getting along, she also found out some of Kong Fang's habits.

For example, when Kong Fang feels guilty about something hidden from him or doing something wrong, he will take him to buy or eat. At the worst, he will cook and cook delicious food for himself.

There is no way, this person's personality is so easy to understand.

"Nothing." Kong Fang scratched the back of his head and smiled honestly, "It's just that the show is about to be released today. I think it's better to have a lot of heart, otherwise I'd drink porridge and watch food programs... I feel sorry for myself."

"It makes sense." Tang Ying was fooled.

In her previous life, she also saw someone posting photos online saying that she was eating instant noodles while watching the little boss.

After traveling through time, she also tried to eat instant noodles while watching food programs, and she was very touched by this.

Besides, in her eyes, Kong Fang is not the kind of person who can lie.

So she believed it.

"Then let's watch it while eating. By the way, what is the first episode today talking about?"

Kong Fang served her a bowl of rice, thought for a while, and replied, "I asked Lao Yang, and he said that in an episode, it usually talks about two or three restaurants or dishes, today it should be Yangchun noodles, and Juju goes downstairs. It just so happened that according to the cuisine, it is one west and one east."

"Yangchun noodles..." Tang Ying recalled for a moment, quickly picked up a piece of shrimp and stuffed it into her mouth to suppress her shock.

"Well...you made it better than that restaurant!"

Kong Fang ate the rice and smiled and said, "Didn't you say that the dish that doesn't shine is not a good one? Why don't I add some fluorescent powder to it next time?"

"You want to kill me and then swallow the company alone, right?" Tang Ying was also happy.

She glanced at the TV and sat up straight: "It's beginning!"

Kong Fang turned sideways and began to appreciate the first project results since the company was established.

Accompanied by light music, Tang Ying slowly walked into the alley on TV.
Chapter completed!