Chapter 12 Has Mr. Wen offended Brother Lan before?

Wen Zhiyan was stunned: "Are you sure?"

Ye Qiunian nodded:

"I want to observe Teacher Pei up close."

Pei Du just blew himself up. Last night He voted for Ye Qiunian.

When he heard Ye Qiunian say these words, he was very happy and said quickly to Ye Qiunian: "Congratulations to Teacher Ye!"

Ye Qiunian glanced at Pei Du, pursed his lips, and said nothing.

Jiang Lan only knew that Ye Qiunian was extremely talented in composing and had written songs for many king-level singers, but he rarely appeared in the public eye. He did not expect that Ye Qiunian had such a straightforward temperament.

He was a little surprised and couldn't help but look at Ye Qiunian a few more times.

Wen Zhiyan noticed Jiang Lan's gaze and turned sideways without any trace. He blocked Jiang Lan's gaze with his side face, and then nodded lightly to Ye Qiunian:

"Thank you."

Ye Qiunian said calmly: " No need."

After solving the room problem, the next thing to solve is breakfast.

There are some ingredients prepared by the program crew in the refrigerator, but except for milk and bread, which can be eaten directly, the rest are fresh or semi-finished products and require everyone to make their own.

"Who knows how to cook?" Lin Ziyou asked, and said bluntly: "My cooking skills are terrible and I am powerless."

In this fast food era, for those who are extremely busy and not short of money, major restaurants, Both takeaways and nutritionists can efficiently fulfill their needs.

Those who are willing, or have time to wash their hands and make soup, are in the minority after all.

But in this kind of variety show, it is a very beneficial bonus.

Pei Du raised his hands high: "Me!"

Qiao Xin glanced at him without giving in at all: "Bibi?"

Pei Du didn't know what was going on with Qiao Xin's more competitive temperament than Male A. , he grinded his teeth: "I'll beat you up."

Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel like black-eyed chickens again, Tan Duoduo quickly suggested:

"How about this, we divide into groups, and leave the cooking to your alpha today. Leave it to Cancan Ziyou and the others tomorrow, Qiunian and I will be responsible for helping and washing the dishes."

This was considered fair and no one raised any objections.

Pei Du and Qiao Xin rushed to the refrigerator to grab the ingredients that they were good at cooking. Wen Zhiyan sat there and did not move. Jiang Lan looked at Pei Du and Qiao Xin's active expressions and propped his chin with one hand:

"The kitchen is a bit small. "It's too crowded and it's hard to perform, so I decided to give them the opportunity to perform."

Hearing this, Ye Qiunian looked up at Jiang Lan and said,

"Are you sure it's not because of your inability?"

Jiang Lan looked like this . Big, no one has ever said the word "no". This is about the dignity of the alpha. No alpha can tolerate such questions.

His eyes fell on Ye Qiunian and he narrowed his eyes.

"I can't?"

Ye Qiunian raised his eyebrows and looked at Jiang Lan. Just when he thought Jiang Lan would be obsessed with winning and losing like most alphas, so he would join Pei Du and Qiao Xin to prove himself.

But Jiang Lan sneered and said nonchalantly:

"You guessed it right."

Ye Qiunian: "..."

Xu Can was funny and continued to tease Jiang Lan: "Brother Lan, it's really not possible. Or don't you want to show us your skills?"

Yu Nan also smiled and said, "I can't imagine how happy and proud I would be if I could eat breakfast cooked by Brother Lan."

Jiang Lan had indeed saved it. He wanted to show off, but now the situation has changed. He really didn't want to show off. He really couldn't cook.

Now being besieged by these little sweets and sweets, Jiang Lan couldn't bear it anymore and begged for mercy:

"Spare me, brothers and sisters, you can't eat my craft even if I dare to cook it. Don't waste the ingredients." , Be obedient." He looked at Wen Zhiyan ,

who was sitting silently beside him, and continued:

"Besides, isn't Mr. Wen sitting here? How about you change the target?"

In his memory, Wen Zhiyan is a little fairy who doesn't like the fireworks of the world. Let alone cooking, even when buying vegetables, he can't distinguish the types of vegetables.

He only did this because he was alone in the siege and wanted Wen Zhiyan to share the artillery attack with him.

Jiang Lan saw that Wen Zhiyan had no reaction, then looked at Wen Zhiyan with a smile, and said,

"I can't imagine how happy and proud a little boy I would be if I could have breakfast cooked by Mr. Wen himself." "

He thought he could see Wen Zhiyan's embarrassed refusal, or his changing the subject, but unexpectedly, Wen Zhiyan stood up directly and looked down at him:

"What do you want to eat?"

Jiang Lan was stunned and asked unexpectedly: "You know how to cook?"

Wen Zhiyan said calmly: "You will know if you try it?"

He looked at Jiang Lan and fell into silence, and asked again: "Western food, Chinese food?" Western food

is not good To test his cooking skills, Wen Zhiyan could fool Jiang Lan by baking two slices of bread and frying two slices of ham.

Jiang Lan licked his tiger teeth and said with ill intentions:

"For lunch, I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs, steamed grouper, and oyster vermicelli in a pot."

Tan Duoduo heard this and yelled: "Brother Lan, this is... It's early in the morning."

Jiang Lan said with a smile: "A good day starts with a hearty breakfast, what do you think?"

Wen Zhiyan listened to Jiang Lan and said calmly: "Brother Lan is right

. Lan waved his hand: "Let's go."

"Are these all in the refrigerator?" Xu Can asked worriedly, looking at Wen Zhiyan's back walking towards the kitchen.

Jiang Lan hummed, and took out a magazine from the shelf next to the sofa. As he flipped through it, he said, "Mr. Wen didn't refuse, so he probably has it."

On the public screen:

[To be honest, I think, Lan It seems that I have some intention to target Mr. Wen. 】

【It seems obvious if you remove it. ]

[Since they met yesterday, I felt that the atmosphere between them was a bit strange and tense. I thought it was my imagination. 】

【Oh my god, there really isn't anything going on between them, right? ]

[But no matter what, isn't it a bit too much for Jiang Lan to do this so early in the morning? 】

【Go away upstairs. Mr. Wen didn't say anything. Why did you interrupt? ]

[I want to know, can a top guy like Mr. Wen really know how to cook? ]

[What age are we in now? Isn’t being able to cook a basic skill for a high-quality alpha? You can’t still expect Omega to cook every meal, right? ]

[I think Jiang Lan's performance is a little different from that in other variety shows. Although he was not good at talking before, he has never done anything so embarrassing in his behavior. ]

[Has Mr. Wen ever offended Brother Lan before? ]

[We don’t know either, we’re not sure, let’s see again. 】

Jiang Lan was the only alpha left in the living room at this time.

He sat on the sofa and read a magazine for a while, listening to several omegas chattering about cosmetics he didn't understand, and various new luxury brands whose names he couldn't remember, and couldn't help but start to doze off.

He looked up at the three figures busy in the kitchen. After hesitating for a moment, he put down the magazine and walked towards the kitchen.