Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle

Ling Sheng gave a lazy hum, shook his head, closed his eyes, and smelled the familiar smell from his body, only to feel that his body and mind were relaxed.

Xu Xi knocked on the door outside: "San Ye, the food has already been delivered, will you bring it in now?"

Jun Shiyan asked her: "Do you want to eat first? Or take a bath first?"

"Come in! I'm hungry." Ling Sheng didn't bother to take a shower. He was so exhausted that he wanted to continue shooting in the afternoon and was too lazy to remake up.

The filming of the show looks simple, but it is actually very tiring. It requires a long time of high concentration with mental and physical work. Funny shows are no exception. They are far less fun, funny and relaxed than the audience looks.

Jun Shiyan said, Xu Xi opened the car door, and the chefs filed in with the dinner plates covered with silver semi-circular lids.

"Where is your friend? Do you want to come over to eat together?" Jun Shiyan raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the tired little girl, feeling distressed.

"They ate with the people from the program group." Ling Sheng called Ji Fanchen and Cheng Ye both before coming. They didn't want to come, so she ran back by herself.

The food is Western food, from the hands of a three-star chef in a Michelin restaurant in City C, but Ling Sheng is a Chinese chef who has always maintained awe of Western food, but he doesn't catch a cold.

Like her father, she has a heartfelt pride in Chinese food. No matter what you think, I think we are awesome. I respect your eating habits, but I still think our nation’s food is super powerful.

And as a chef, she can never do this behavior of wasting food. She can eat everything no matter whether it is delicious or not.

Jun Shiyan watched the little girl eat happily: "If it is delicious, go to their restaurant tomorrow night. The time lost on the way will affect the taste of the food."

Ling Sheng shook his head: "We may have a dinner in the evening. Senior Shangguan said that there is a delicious crayfish restaurant near the TV station. The taste of snakes is so delicious."

The predecessors all spoke up, so naturally it is not easy to refuse. Besides, she herself is a foodie, especially for the delicacies from all over the world, she is yearning!

Jun Shiyan laughed. No matter what she eats, the little girl makes people look very appetizing, as if she is eating delicacies from mountains and seas. She reached out and wiped off the sauce from the corners of her lips and said, "You can go to a food show alone. ."

Ling Sheng thought so. "I think so. When I have time, I will tell Director Mo. Let him shoot me a food show and go to various countries to eat their street food. What do you think? "

Jun Shiyan's sword frowned slightly, rather disgusted: "Dirty."

"San Ye, you don't understand this. My dad said that there is no distinction between high and low food." Ling Sheng corrected it seriously.

Jun Shiyan: "Your dad still knows this?"

Ling Sheng pursed his lips, a bit of disappointment flashed under his eyes, and nodded with a smile: "Yes, he is a foodie, he has studied food."

It's not this dad, it's another dad, her real dad, it's not right, this is also a real dad, and it's all dads anyway.

Jun Shiyan smiled. It turned out that Huo Ci liked to eat, he remembered it.

Ling Sheng also squinted for half an hour, let Jun Shiyan be the alarm clock, call her when the time is up, and give him the rainbow fart paper when he leaves, hold his hand, and seriously warn: "You are not allowed to watch now. , Wait until I leave!"