(Irresponsible side story, not related to the main text! For entertainment only!)
"Good evening, welcome to the live studio. Is the sound okay?"
The young man with white hair and bloodshot eyes in the picture had a slight smile on his face, but his tone was cold and distant.
But this still couldn't stop the enthusiasm of the audience in the live broadcast room.
It’s better to say that those who click in and stay like this.
Zi Sui adjusted the small microphone on his collar, and the tablet in his hand scrolled the real-time comments in the live broadcast room.
【Sound ok】999+
[Wuhu! It's finally airing! My kids just need this electronic pickled mustard greens to go with their meals.]
【Hehe (o﹃o) Zisui sauce, so cute】
[User Mozhu Zhuhua gave you a tip with a heart]
"Thank you for the tip. If the sound is okay, I'll start preparing dinner for tonight."
After thanking for the gift, Zi Sui casually placed the tablet on the bar in the open kitchen.
He turned around, opened the refrigerator, and took out a piece of fresh meat that had been thawed on a tray, which was still stained with blood.
Zi Sui took the fresh meat to the sink nearby and washed off the remaining blood on the meat with clean water.
The multi-camera switches perspectives as he moves, faithfully recording his every move.
[Wow, Zisui's hands are so beautiful, and his fingers are so long.]
[I think the host's equipment is very good. I can even see his eyelashes when he lowers his eyes to wash things.]
[Damn, why are you washing it so carefully? I envy your flesh.]
[The previous one, take a look]
[No one said anything? The host's ingredients look so fresh, thumbs up.]
[Hmm, does anyone know what kind of meat this is? Why didn't the host introduce the ingredients?]
[I don’t know, I’m not sure, it doesn’t matter]
【Hey, Zi Sui sauce, it looks good】
[Zi Sui cooks very quietly and usually doesn't talk]
【Huh? You don't even explain the steps? 】
【Su like this】
[Tsk, no words, nothing to see, I'm leaving.]
If you want to leave, just leave quietly. Why bother saying, "Will you see me or not?" (Sweating soybeans.JPG)
[The one in front is asking for trouble, right? ]
[Surprised, aren't we all here in the livestream to see the handsome white-haired guy?]
【Le, aren't you here to listen to cooking ASMR? 】
【Le, aren't you here to watch the food show? 】
【Le, aren't you here for a date? 】
【Why does it seem like there are some strange things mixed in? 】
…
The barrage of comments scrolled by very quickly, but this did not disturb Zi Sui's skillful movements in slicing and arranging the fresh meat in his hands.
Then he took out a bottle of dark red sauce and a can of black coffee from the refrigerator.
He scooped a piece of sauce with chopsticks and put it in the prepared dipping bowl, then put the remaining sauce back in the refrigerator.
After doing this, he took his dinner and returned to the bar where he started.
"clatter."
The plate was gently placed on the table, and he casually pulled over a high stool and sat on it.
With a height of about 1.8 meters, Zi Sui's legs touching the ground are still slightly bent even when he sits on a high stool.
One of his legs in casual pants rested lightly on the horizontal bar under the chair. He picked up the tablet that had been neglected for a long time and started reading the barrage.
【Ahhh, look at me! 】
【The noise in front hurt my eyes! 】
[We're eating raw food again tonight, please be careful with your stomach! ]
【It’s the familiar black coffee! 】
[It seems like the host's refrigerator is half raw food and half black coffee]
[Wow, how do you maintain your gray hair? It doesn’t look frizzy at all.]
[Maybe the anchor is gifted (sour)]
My hair is so sore (crying)
[When did you switch to beauty and hairdressing? I want to know what skincare products you usually use.]
[Why don’t you first share which brand of contact lenses they are from? I really like this style with black eye whites and red pupils.]
What's that sauce? It looks delicious.
[It seems to be made by the host. ]
[Wow! Homemade sauce, can you give me a tutorial?]
Zi Sui's good dynamic vision caught a few meaningful comments that flashed by among the pile of confessions.
"Just wash your hair normally and use conditioner."
“I don’t use skincare products and don’t even consider going to the beauty section.”
"Well, the sauce is homemade, a secret recipe."
[Other people might eat it raw for show, but this guy really loves it]
[Envy, I have a bad stomach, I dare not try it QAQ I can only watch others eat it]
[When will the host start eating? I've already scooped out my rice.]
"Well, let's start now."
As he said that, Zi Sui picked up the chopsticks.
He placed the tablet on a stand below the front camera so that he could see the comments while facing the camera.
“Chi!”
The pull ring of the can of coffee was opened, and Zisui took a sip of coffee first.
Then he picked up a piece of fresh meat, put it into his mouth without dipping it in sauce.
The soft chewing sound came through the microphone clearly.
Zisui eats in a very good manner, neither hurried nor slow, with a rhythm of his own.
[Woo woo woo, it still has to be Zi Sui. It’s so comfortable without smacking my lips.]
[Eating is so quiet and cute]
What kind of meat is the anchor eating? It looks delicious. I want to try it.
[I'm not sure, it should be beef? ]
[I don't have any questions now. I don't like to talk even when I'm eating.]
【How about you ask in private message? 】
"Huh? I just chatted with the commentators for a bit. How did you finish eating?"
【Will this fill you up? 】
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