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61. Ms. Uchida also wants to cross borders (4K)(1/2)

There is a large, open and airy room next to the recording studio.

Chihara, who had a guest appearance in today's episode but had no part in the episode, sat next to Nobunaga and tugged his tie upwards vigorously.

Nobunaga also cooperated by sticking out his tongue, with a "painful" look on his face, indicating that he was going to burp. Then the boy let go and took the bag of potato chips from the man's hand.

"Miss Uchida?"

"Uchida-san...?"

Mizukura Yui couldn't help but reached out and gently patted the other party's shoulder.

"Oh oh oh!"

The girl who was in a dazed state shook her body and finally came back to her senses.

"Speaking of which, what is Miss Uchida doing?" Qianyuan asked curiously.

"Nothing." The girl rubbed her tired eyes and shook her head.

"Please don't ask, Lan Mama." Sister Nian Shang said vaguely with her mouth full.

"I suggest you eat it before talking."

Qianyuan glanced up, then picked up the drink on the table and took a sip, then continued to browse his mobile phone, collect expedition rewards, and carry out strengthening modifications. By the way, after many days of hard work, his "Higashiyama Nana Fleet" has been completed. Every day

Everyone has a wedding ring in their hand, and their attributes are fully loaded.

There is a saying that time is like a sponge, it will always be there if you squeeze it. I guess no one wants to stare at the battle cutscene that has no meaning other than a waste of time. They all want to max out the skip button and jump if they can.

Jump, directly display the battle results, and then start the next game at the speed of light. Unfortunately, Tanaka has not implemented this function until now.

If you really watch the battle in this game, the result will usually be a skyrocketing blood pressure and eventually a cerebral hemorrhage. Of course, the smart Mr. Chihara doesn't want to end up in the ICU, so he just consciously hangs aside and moves occasionally.

By the way, take a look at the fate/zero animation currently playing in Nobunaga’s hands next door. Multitasking is not a problem.

What fz is broadcasting this time is a scene of someone receiving a lunch. Nobunaga, who was almost strangled to death just now, immediately wanted to share the joy of the death of his best friend with Matsuda, so he didn't want to watch it.

"I've already played it twice, so there's no need to play it in a loop. Everyone is bored watching it." The young man curled his lips.

"Who let someone lose my limited edition signed novel..." Nobunaga snorted coldly, his eyes fierce and cold as a knife.

"Yes, yes, it's my fault." Mr. Qianyuan scratched his head, "So, didn't I come to apologize to you?"

The boy recommends today’s experimental version of plum rice balls.

"That's pretty much it." Nobunaga took a big bite.

At this time, the resentful and loyal Lunar Man was completely different from the lowly gangster boy just now. He was like a devil in the world, and all his actions revealed a strong will for revenge and a devilish nature of chewing and chewing.

Mari Uchida, who had been stunned for a long time, finally remembered that forgotten memory.

"Oh, it turns out it's lunch break...it's time to eat."

"I think I still can't accept the fact that I lost to men in cooking." Uchida Yuuma ate from the boxes of the two brothers next to him.

Miss Jinri opened her mouth but couldn't answer the words. The oldest woman present suddenly felt that she was inferior to others in terms of female power.

"Yuma, how can you say that!" The girl's skills were compared back and forth, and she looked a little confused, "Maybe only rice balls and sushi are delicious..."

As if she felt that it was not good to slander others in person, she changed her words and continued: "What's more, I make handmade lunch boxes, and they contain real home-cooked food!"

But when she recalled how it actually tasted, Yuuma-san could only give her a "repent" look.

"Coming, coming... Phew, it's so hot!"

After waiting for a while, Matsuda, the eldest member of the Iron Triangle, came back with a bento that had been heated in the microwave. After traveling to Japan for so long, rice balls and sushi can be eaten cold, but Chihara always felt that it was better to heat the food in the bento box.

Good.

Matsuda couldn't help but open the lid and couldn't help but exclaimed. Several boxes full of side dishes and meat were full of portions, fragrant and bright in color.

"Today is Longjing shrimp, Dongjiang crispy balls, Dongpo pork, and the accompanying soup is West Lake water shield soup. Try them all." Qianyuan introduced.

The recording studio is naturally not a place for eating, forget about snacks, and occasionally there will be generous, cheerful and good friends to share candies or something, but if it is hot food, the smell is too strong in a closed space.

Fortunately, the recording studio also provides this additional ventilated place where you can rest freely. It was lunchtime and there were not many people there. Most of the single staff and other voice actors went downstairs to eat nearby.

However, the group of people who came together to become backstreet idols did not need to go out today, because they were basically taken over by Mr. Chihara, who was full of spring and had a crush on Du La. Except for Matsuda, who fried bread for lunch at the convenience store every day, the others also

It’s all a packed lunch, so you don’t have to worry about rice.

Of course, the special dish made by Tokyo's most beautiful boy in the hands of this group is just a trial and error version, just leftovers.

The only exception was the one held by Mizukura-san, which was originally prepared for an unknown peerless beauty. Unfortunately, we didn’t meet her again today, so it would have been a waste, so she could only give it to her own descendants.

Yes, he is always kind to real girls.

"I still can't accept the fact that I lost." Mari Uchida looked down at the handmade bento he prepared this morning in his hand, struggled a bit, and finally muttered to himself.

"I actually lost to a man..."

Really, aren’t Japanese men useless losers who can’t do anything but eat, drink and sleep? Why do all these smart people suddenly pop up and steal their bento display?

But after moving her chopsticks, the originally resentful girl fell into despair.

After swallowing the food, Miss Mari couldn't help but sigh softly: "I suddenly want to replace Yuma..."

"As for what?"

Taketatsu Aimeo curiously picked up Uchida's homemade chicken nuggets from Miss Mari's box.

But as soon as it was thrown into the mouth, the younger sister felt as if she had been struck by lightning, her face turned pale and she staggered two steps.

She began to be glad that she was playing the role of a younger sister, rather than a "sister" who matched her true age.

This craftsmanship is comparable to Miss Caimiao herself.

The girl cast a pitiful look at the trainee from the training center opposite who was devouring food as if he hadn't eaten food in a long time.

Younger brother of the Uchida family, it’s not easy for you...

"Qianyuan, do you want to try the craftsmanship of the older sister from the office next door?" she asked with a smile.

"No, no." The young man retreated.

"It's strange. It's obviously made by such a beautiful big sister. Why aren't you attracted?" Zhuda Caimiao wondered, "Still obsessed with that beautiful announcer who can't see her shadow?"

"Yeah." He nodded.

"I can only say that that encounter was too wonderful. My heart has been taken away by her. Maybe there will be no more joys and sorrows in this life. If we are lucky enough to see each other again, even if I have to buy a set of other volumes of Nobunaga's autographed novels by Lao Xu to pay for it,

It doesn't matter." Qianyuan replied instantly, like a famous line engraved in his soul, there was no sense of guilt in his words.

Speaking of such heartless words, Shimada Nobunaga couldn't help but feel a little rickety.

"Yeah, thanks to your omission..." He murmured, "As a result, I was also asking where that lady was from. In any case, I had to redeem my "English turn-based RPG Melon Gnawing Battle"

Fuyuki City Love Story" right?"

"However, the target range is quite small. I have already found out that it is someone from senior Ayako Kawauchi's office..."

Having said this, Nobunaga, who had swallowed the rice ball, consciously raised the drink in his hand to clink the glass, smiled, "It's time to let you go."

As expected, two brothers, Mr. Qianyuan, burst into tears.

Matsuda Makoto, who was sitting aside, exclaimed that he was the only one in the Iron Triangle who was isolated.

"It's really going to happen. Next time I'll have some duck blood and vermicelli soup to thank you for your kindness..."

The young man chuckled and was about to lift the Coke can and continue drinking.

"Well, why does it look like you've discovered a new world?"

Qianyuan was stunned. Why did the people around him have complicated and weird looks after hearing the delicious food?

Japanese home-cooked chef Mari Uchida pursed her thin lips and frowned.

"Can you eat duck blood?"

"You don't eat duck blood!?"

Qianyuan's body trembled slightly, and the love in his heart was rejected. He felt more unbearable anger and sadness than being slapped by a Guobit man.

"At least my family hasn't tried it yet..." Uchida Mari murmured to herself.

To be honest, as a normal Japanese woman, she even gets panicked when she sees internal organs. Home cooking is limited to home-cooked fresh meat and fish.

"I think you shouldn't question other people's recipes." Uchida Yuuma shook his head, his hands and mouth not stopping, "It's better to try to steal from others and learn to update the dining table."

"Well, it seems that this Yuma friend who claims to be my high school classmate can understand me better. But having said that, since I have never tasted it, if we have a chance in the future, let's go to a Sichuan restaurant together and go straight to the internal organs.

Set menu, experience the exquisiteness of offal cuisine." Qianyuan said boldly.

He also misses hot pot a little bit, from beef clams to yellow throat, the more he thinks about it, the more his mouth water.

"You please?" Nobunaga was excited.

"What are you thinking about? Of course it's aa!"



In the daily life of a social worker, he starts to feel sleepy after eating and drinking. Mr. Qianyuan, who has many years of experience in working overtime and fishing, is certainly well prepared. He confidently takes out several cans of coffee and energy drinks, faces each other as three people, raises glasses and drinks...

"Why is my coffee flavored with peanuts? Where did you find such a weird flavor in a vending machine?" Nobunaga twitched slightly.
To be continued...
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