Chapter 11

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Ah Nan used Xiangyi's Weibo account to post a livestream announcement. When the time came, many fans instantly flooded the livestream.

In the past year, Xiangyi was a typical example of someone who couldn't do anything in the entertainment industry and was known for crying. When she was acting, she would pout and stare at her with her eyes wide open; when she sang, she would go off-key and infuriate ten sound engineers.

She was nicknamed the crybaby and the little vase.

But even so, Xiangyi still had a group of die-hard fans who adored her good looks.

— — [Ahhh, where is she!]

— — [Sister Yi, I miss you so much!]

— — [My pretty sister is here]

— — [Ah Nan's flowery shirt looks nice today, please share a link.]

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"Sweetheart is going to livestream cooking for everyone today! Are you guys surprised? Are you surprised? I'm sure everyone must be like me, looking forward to seeing what she'll cook … "

Ah Nan greeted everyone first. He often accompanied Xiangyi on livestreams, so the fans were quite friendly to him.

He wandered over to Xiangyi. "Sweetheart, say hello to everyone."

Xiangyi naturally said, "Good afternoon, have you all eaten? I'm going to cook some egg fried rice. "

She saw a text flashing at the bottom left corner of the screen and curiously leaned over, wanting to see what the comments were.

And from the perspective of the fans — —

The fair and delicate girl's cheeks were a little rounder than when she was doing her job. Her skin was delicate and smooth, with a creamy texture. After getting closer, it was a beautiful sight!

For a moment, the comments were all "Ahhh, I'm dead", "My sister's face is killing me", and "I'm full, I'm full".

Xiangyi looked at it for a while and realized that the netizens were just as interesting no matter which world they were in.

She put some distance between them and smiled slightly. "Egg fried rice is very easy to make. Apart from the necessary ingredients, rice and eggs, you can also adjust it to your taste. Today, I've prepared green beans, carrots, shiitake mushrooms, shrimp, and ham."

The ingredients had long been washed and neatly arranged in sky-blue porcelain bowls, looking very pleasing to the eye.

Someone commented: [May I ask, is this porcelain bowl the set of green glaze 'Misty Rain' series produced by Xi Zhou Porcelain?]

[I'm laughing my head off. Does the person in front know how expensive the Misty Rain series is? That's f * cking collectible porcelain. Who would use it as cutlery?]

Soon, these two bullet screens were drowned out by the heavy comments …

Ah Nan muttered in his heart, 'Has my sweetheart been watching mukbang broadcasts recently? She looks quite professional …'

He almost believed that she could cook.

"Click —" Xiangyi turned on the stove. After the oil heated up, she sprinkled some chopped green onions into it.

The unique fragrance of scallion oil wafted into Ah Nan's nose. He didn't know if it was because of the freshness of the ingredients, but Ah Nan felt that it smelled particularly good. It didn't have the oily smell that he usually smelled when cooking.