"Director Song, do you want to remind me?"

“Not for now.”

Song Shanming approached the monitor and watched Xizel move without blinking—

He first wandered around the house, obviously looking for someone.

After confirming that Jiang Tang's door was opened, the person was not there and there was no movement from Alexander at home, he nodded with confidence.

Back to the entrance, open the bag, and carry out a large bunch of light yellow roses?

The rose is extremely beautiful, with dewdrops, and the petals are layered together to gather together, making the flower head look extremely large and deep on the thin green branches, pressing the branches bent over.

If Cizel was here, he would strictly correct Song Shanming's words and tell him that this was not an ordinary light yellow rose, but a Juliet rose.

At this time, Cizel held the Juliet Rose and found the most suitable place for it, the vase on the dining table.

He threw away the original flower in the vase and replaced it with the Juliet rose in his arms. He also carefully adjusted the angle so that it could face the most beautiful direction at the door, ensuring that Jiang Tang could see the beauty of the rose as soon as he came in.

However, the familiar Juliet rose also made the scene in Cizel's memory appear, and a chill climbed from the tailbone and soared into the sky, reminding Cizel of the original scene of the social death, and the embarrassment is still unavoidable.

"cough."

He cleared his throat and felt that he would not repeat the mistakes today.

After satisfyingly confirming the rose posture, I rolled up my sleeves and walked into the kitchen.

He opened the refrigerator and looked for ingredients, and was very skilled in everything. It was obviously not the first time he came to this kitchen.

He knew where the seasonings were and where the vegetables and vegetables were often placed.

Finally, I picked out the ingredients I was satisfied with, came to the cooking island, and raised my hand to confirm the time.

Then he cleaned the ingredients and fruits in an orderly manner and processed them one by one.

The breakfast is prepared with simple Benedict eggs, which start with holland sauce. The only difficulty is the water wave egg. To make perfect water wave eggs, time and heat are important.

Sizzel stood in front of the pot and waved squarely, and his movements all revealed confidence and calmness. He was like an experienced Michelin chef who could make a large table of mouth-watering dishes in minutes.

This attitude at least completely scared Song Shanming and other members of the program team.

They stared at Cizel's operation with wide eyes, thinking that these two people were better than the other. Even Cizel, who never looked like she could never enter the kitchen, had such good cooking skills... It would be strange!

The program team held a quiet discussion in the room:

"Didn't it take a bit early? It feels like it's not cooked yet."

"You don't understand. What they want to make is Benedict eggs, and the water-wave eggs inside are just like this half-baked."

"What's half-baked? The egg has just solidified... Alas! Look! What I said! It broke as soon as I picked it up, and the egg yolk was flowing in a bowl!"

"What's the matter? Didn't you even see Cizel? She looks so confident. Maybe this is his plan?"

"Edited, continue to edit."

Can't continue to make up.

Because Cizel had poured the uncooked eggs from the bowl into the trash can.

He looked calm, because it was not the first time he encountered such a situation of overturning the car in the middle.

If you encounter too many times, you will naturally be unsuspecting. Anyway, he has prepared a box of eggs next to him, and he can do it again at any time if he fails.

"I said why I put a box of eggs there, it turned out to be...

"This is called being calm in the face of danger!"

In the inaudible background of the whispering of arguments, after three repetitions, Cizel finally succeeded.

This time he put on the stopwatch and finished it with the time. The water temperature and heat were just right, and finally he made a perfect water wave egg.

Xizel nodded with satisfaction, feeling that today's touch was good, and he actually succeeded for the fourth time. It seemed that the day he practiced as a chef was close.

The water wave egg was finished, and placed on the ham-covered maifen, paired with green lettuce, poured with the freshly made yellow holland sauce, and the egg Benedict was finally finished.

Next, Cizel fryed the sausage, sausage and asparagus in butter. There were still many small accidents in the process. Fortunately, the sausage was well-deserved. The sausage was fried golden and fragrant with butter. It was crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. The surface of the sausage was also filled with a faint oily shimmer, and the aroma was lingering. Even the asparagus was green all over and the heat was just right.

What a perfect meal!

Cizel's eyes were patrolling one by one, clapping his hands with satisfaction.

Then he did not rest, but instead took out hand-making coffee utensils from the cabinet and brewed the morning coffee himself.

He has to be much more skilled in coffee, unlike when cooking repeatedly.

He learned to make coffee to make movies because the character he plays happens to be a morbid murderer who is covered up by a barista.

Recalling the ease of getting started when learning coffee, when facing the kitchen, Cizel always feels less enlightened.

Maybe God opened too many doors for him, so he had to close this small window for him.

Cizel smelled the scent of coffee, bathed in the warm morning sun, and showed a comfortable smile.

The warm light stayed at the ends of his hair, and time solidified at his lips, like an oil painting with delicate brushstrokes.

In the utility room, the members of the program team smacked their lips.

Song Shanming asked: "How long has it been?"

Without prepositions, others still understood his words.

The deputy director laughed: "It will take an hour and a half, and I guess Jiang Tang is coming back soon."

The other people's expressions were similar to those of the assistant director, and they all struggled to control their expressions.

For an hour and a half, Cizel spent an hour and a half making a simple breakfast, and they stared at the monitor in the room for an hour and a half.

Perhaps the people are beautiful and the scenery is beautiful. I didn’t feel it hard for a while. Instead, I watched them with relish, just like someone watching someone else’s live broadcast to sleep, which was a unique pleasure.

What's more, this fun comes from Cizel. You can see this talented Oscar winner in the kitchen up close, and the reason for the crash is not repeated every time... Can this fun be done for another ten hours?

When the utility room was full of fun, Jiang Tang finally came back after finishing the morning jog and walking his dog.

As soon as she walked into the entrance, she noticed something was wrong. There was a faint movement inside, and there were more pairs of shoes at the door.

It would be someone else who could appear in her house at this point in time.

"Cizel."

She called out.

A few seconds later, Cizel appeared in front of her, her eyebrows and eyes were vivid and cheerful with a smile.

"Are you surprised? I'm back early!"

He opened his arms to Jiang Tang and prepared to go over and give her a long-lost hug.

As a result, as soon as he approached, he was blocked by Jiang Tang's hand.
Chapter completed!