Chapter 130 I Still Prefer Stir-Frying (Two in One)

The comment section of "Sunny Day" on major music platforms now:

"Oh my god, this song by Ziqi is so beautiful."

"I thought this song was great when I watched the video before, but it was a pity that the original author's singing skills were not good enough. Now that Song Ziqi has made up for the only shortcoming, the level of this song feels like it has been raised several levels!"

"This song makes me, a social animal, want to go back to school."

"I listened to this song late at night and recalled my youth. I cried."

The song "Sunny Day" was well received, making many people discover that there is such a treasure singer. As a result, Song Ziqi's popularity soared, her reputation exploded, and she gained countless fans.

"Zi Qi, you are really famous this time!" Liu Fang was so excited when she saw the heated discussion about her new song.

She knew that the song "Sunny Day" was very good, and that was why she thought about buying the song.

Although this song is good, Liu Fang did not expect that it would directly top the new song chart and achieve the results and popularity that only first-line singers can achieve.

"Sister Liu, am I dreaming?" Song Ziqi was also surprised when she saw the performance of her new song.

Topping the new song chart was an achievement she had never dared to dream of.

It turned out that it was right for me to go to Chu Ze to buy this song, and the scandal was not in vain.

This decision was the most correct choice she had ever made in her life and became a turning point in her singing career.

If the business goes well without any unexpected problems, I might be able to become a top-tier singer in my lifetime.

……

Brilliant Entertainment.

When Xu Ya saw in the office that the song "Sunny Day" was a hit just as she expected, she was so angry that she almost overturned the table.

She wouldn't be angry if she didn't get the song just because it was a good song.

But this is not a question of not getting it, it is a question of someone snatching away the result that was within reach, which is the most fatal thing.

Originally, this song should have been hers. Whether it was the contact or the initial negotiation of terms, it was clearly her who came first. Why did Song Ziqi get the advantage in the end?

Why?
Xu Ya couldn't figure it out.

"I don't know how Song Ziqi got Chu Ze to agree to buy this song?" Tang Yu has now confirmed that this song "Sunny Day" is the one they want to buy, and she is still puzzled.

She really couldn't think of what conditions Song Ziqi could offer. Could they be better than what they offered?
"Hmph, do you even need to think about it? Money and fame are not enough, what else can you have? Appearance." Xu Ya sneered, "Isn't Song Ziqi pretty? How can a college student resist the temptation of such a big sister?"

Even the cadres can't stand this test, let alone college students.

"Not really?" Tang Yu thought that seducing someone just for a song would be too much of a sacrifice.

"What's wrong with that? Aren't there many such things in the entertainment industry?"

There are countless examples of new actors sleeping with directors just for a movie role, let alone for a quality song.

This kind of thing may seem unbelievable to people outside the circle, but it is normal for it to happen in the entertainment industry.

"And didn't you see the scandal about Song Ziqi before?" Xu Ya had also seen reports about the scandal between Song Ziqi and Chu Ze before.

"This kind of news in the entertainment media is all made up based on hearsay, so I don't take it seriously." Of course Tang Yu had read it, but she didn't take this kind of fake rumor to heart.

"Most of them are fabricated, but we can't rule out the possibility that some of them are true. Who knows what kind of shameful dealings Song Ziqi and that Chu Ze have behind the scenes." Xu Ya knew that the news was definitely not true, but it was hard to say whether it was true or not.

"Then do we still need to contact Chu Ze?" Tang Yu asked.

"Yes, but let's put it aside for now." Xu Ya thought for a while.

Although the song "Sunny Day" was bought by Song Ziqi, Chu Ze was able to write such a high-quality song as "Sunny Day", so he might be able to write other good songs. Of course, it is not ruled out that this song was the product of his sudden inspiration, so there is no harm in just trying it out.

……

Chu Ze naturally also paid attention to the performance of his song.

This time he was actually quite concerned. After all, it was the first time since his rebirth that he had given the song to a singer other than Xia Anruo, so it could be considered an experiment.

Let’s see if the song I copied can still be popular without Xia Anruo.

As it turns out, the control variable method has worked out. A good song is the key. Even if someone else does it, it will still be great.

"Another one has become famous. Is your husband powerful?" Chu Ze sat at the dining table and looked up at Xia Anruo in the kitchen with a smug look on his face.

Xia Anruo, who was wearing an apron and preparing to cook in the kitchen, glanced at him and ignored him, just tying up her long straight hair with a rubber band.

Xia Anruo, who has been busy for several months, has had some free time these two days. Although they usually have video calls, Chu Ze and Xia Anruo haven't seen each other in real life for a long time and they miss each other a little.

So taking advantage of these few days of rest, Xia Anruo was finally able to come back and stay for a few days.

Now that Xia Anruo is back, Chu Ze can temporarily get rid of his takeout life, so now Xia Anruo is in the kitchen preparing lunch for a lazy dog.

"Tsk, you're still ignoring me, so boring." Chu Ze curled his lips when he saw Xia Anruo ignoring him.

"If you're really good, then cook the food yourself." Xia Anruo took out the chopping board and placed it on the table. She felt unhappy when she saw Chu Ze looking like he was waiting for dinner.

After being busy for so long, I still have to serve him and cook for him during my rare rest.

"I'm just responding to the country's call not to waste food." Chu Ze's reasons were sufficient.

After all, if he were to take action, what would happen to the ingredients would no longer be something that humans could control.

"Wouldn't it be better if you learned some cooking skills so as not to ruin it?"

"I have many talents, but I don't have talent in this area." Chu Ze is very self-aware.

"I don't believe that you can't learn to cook if you can write novels and songs?" Xia Anruo felt that Chu Ze was simply lazy.

Can cooking be harder than writing a song?
It’s just hard to say…

After all, rebirth can only give him information gaps. It's okay to copy songs and novels, but you can't copy cooking skills.

"I can't learn it, and no one teaches me." Chu Ze shook his head.

"Then come here and I'll teach you." Xia Anruo hooked his finger when he heard it.

"That's not necessary. You can't force others to do anything."

"If you can't even cook, you'll never be able to get married in the future." Xia Anruo said.

"I think you are wrong. A man who can't cook is just right to marry a wife who can cook. This is a perfect match." Chu Ze looked at her with a smile.

Xia Anruo could naturally hear the hidden meaning in the words, and she said angrily: "Do you want to learn it or not? If not, don't eat the food I cook in the future, just eat takeout by yourself."

"Learn, learn, learn. Can't I learn? I'm actually doing this for your own good. I want you to save some effort and not waste it teaching me, a cooking idiot." Chu Ze stood up helplessly.

"Now that you've learned how to cook, I won't have to cook anymore, which will save me a lot of effort." Xia Anruo put her hands on her hips and looked at him.

Upon hearing that, Chu Ze had no choice but to slowly move to the kitchen and roll up his sleeves… Oh, it was short sleeves, so there was no need to roll them up.

Then just pretend to masturbate to appear motivated.

"What should I do?" Chu Ze walked up to Xia Anruo and asked.

"Wash your hands first." Xia Anruo looked down at his dog paws.

"oh oh."

Chu Ze ran to the sink, turned on the faucet, washed his hands, and then shook off the water.

"After washing, what next?"

"Wash that pot of vegetables." Xia Anruo pointed to the ingredients in the pot next to the sink.

Chu Ze was very obedient and washed them quickly. After all, although he couldn't cook, he knew how to wash vegetables and he often helped Jiang Huiqin wash them at home.

"OK, what next?"

"Bring me here."

"Oh." Chu Ze walked over with open arms and hugged Xia Anruo's soft waist, holding Xia Anruo in his arms.

"?"

Xia Anruo was suddenly hugged by Chu Ze. She felt his hand on her slender waist and Chu Ze's chest pressed against her. She was stunned and then panicked.

"You, what are you doing?" She pushed Chu Ze.

Can teaching you how to cook make you aroused?
"Didn't you ask me to bring you here?" Chu Ze looked innocent.

"I asked you to bring the basin over here." Xia Anruo said angrily.

"Please explain it clearly. I misunderstood you." Chu Ze let go of her hand and blamed Xia Anruo.

"..."

Blame me.

Moreover, Xia Anruo felt that Chu Ze did it on purpose. He was becoming more and more unscrupulous in his actions. When he let go of her hand just now, he pinched her waist.

It's a tacit agreement, but the relationship hasn't been formally confirmed verbally.

What if this is confirmed?
Chu Ze brought the basin over and placed it on the table.

"Take out those potatoes. I'll teach you how to make a simple dish." Xia Anruo calmed down and gave instructions.

"What to make? Stir-fried shredded potatoes?" Chu Ze took out two medium-sized potatoes and placed them on the chopping board.

"It's spicy and sour shredded potatoes." Xia Anruo corrected.

"That's boring. I still prefer stir-frying." Chu Ze muttered.

"?"

You said stir-fry is best.

After peeling the potatoes and placing them on the chopping board, Xia Anruo instructed Chu Ze: "Cut the potatoes into shreds first."

"Uh, how to cut it?" Chu Ze looked at the round potato with a knife and didn't know how to cut it for a moment.

"You don't even know how to cut?"

"Don't we have that magical tool at home that can turn potatoes into shreds by rubbing them back and forth a few times?" Chu Ze asked.

"I didn't buy that thing. It's not difficult to cut potato shreds anyway. Just cut it into slices first, and then cut it into thin strips." Xia Anruo said.

Although Chu Ze had never eaten pork, he had seen pigs run. After Xia Anruo gave a brief explanation, Chu Ze understood.

However, a god of theory is often weak in practice. After Chu Ze finished cutting, Xia Anruo looked at the potato strips that were as thick as fingers and of uneven length and fell into deep thought.

"We want to make shredded potatoes, not French fries," Xia Anruo reminded.

"Well... let's make French fries. I think French fries taste better than spicy and sour potato shreds." Chu Ze also picked.

Others cut ingredients according to the dish they are making, but you cook according to the cut ingredients, right?

Is your process adaptive?
"Forget it, I'll do it, you go wash the pot first."

Xia Anruo took the kitchen knife from Chu Ze and didn't make things difficult for him since he was not good at knife skills.

Chu Ze scratched his head, saying that he was not very good at knife skills, but was mainly good at sword skills, and his fencing skills were extremely high.

Xia Anruo rearranged the potato strips that Chu Ze had cut and started chopping them quickly. Her knife skills were deft and she didn't look like the stereotypical rich second-generation lady who had never done any housework.

"What a great swordsmanship!" Chu Ze was amazed as he watched from the side and couldn't help but praise him out loud, "Where did you learn that?"

"I practiced it myself when I lived alone." Xia Anruo was a little proud.

"It's good to be self-taught."

Chu Ze gave her a thumbs up, then carried the pot into the sink and was about to turn on the faucet when he heard the ringtone of WeChat phone call in his trouser pocket.

He quickly put the pot aside and took out his phone to check...

Caller ID: Song Ziqi.

"Who?"

Xia Anruo was cutting potatoes. When she heard the ringtone, she subconsciously glanced at Chu Ze's phone screen.

Chu Ze didn't know why, but he turned the screen around in fear and turned his back to Xia Anruo's eyes: "Ahem, no one."

"Why are you so nervous when there's no one around?" Xia Anruo frowned, feeling something was wrong.

"That's right, that...Song Ziqi." Chu Ze stammered.

It's obviously above board, why do you feel so guilty about saying this name now?
It was because Xia Anruo was scared last time.

"Song Ziqi, what are you afraid of? Is there something fishy going on with you?" Xia Anruo stopped the knife, turned around and looked at him suspiciously.

"What can we do? We're just worried that you'll be too sensitive and get jealous later." Chu Ze explained.

"Why would I be jealous over a phone call? Am I such a petty woman?"

"Then can you put the knife down before you say that?"

Chu Ze raised his hand and looked at the shiny kitchen knife that Xia Anruo was holding, and cold sweat broke out on his face.

Don't wave your pair of treasures around. They're very scary, do you know?
"No ghost, hurry up and answer it."

Xia Anruo glanced at Chu Ze expressionlessly, then turned back and continued cutting potatoes.

Chu Ze carefully observed her again and again, and confirmed that Xia Anruo was emotionally stable before walking out of the kitchen and answering the phone:

"Hey."

"Hello, Teacher Chu Ze, I'm sorry to bother you by calling you." Song Ziqi's sweet voice came from the other end of the phone.

"No, no, what's the matter with you?" Chu Ze asked puzzledly.

"I mainly want to report the performance of the new song to Teacher Chu Ze." Song Ziqi explained the purpose of the call.

"Oh, it's topped the new song chart, right? I saw it. That's amazing. Congratulations." Chu Ze congratulated with a smile.

"No way, no way. Thanks to Teacher Chu Ze's song, I can achieve my current results. I never dared to imagine that I would be able to top the new song chart one day. I am so grateful to you for writing this song." Song Ziqi was very grateful.

"No, no, it's mainly because you sing well."

The two of them talked about business for a while, and Song Ziqi suddenly hesitated and said, "Teacher Chu Ze, are you free recently? My agent and I would like to treat you to a meal."

"Invite me to dinner?" Chu Ze asked doubtfully.

"Yes, mainly I want to thank you." Song Ziqi explained.

"it is good……"

Chu Ze didn't think much about it and subconsciously prepared to agree. But before he could even utter the word "OK", he heard the refreshing sound of cutting vegetables behind him, which instantly turned into an unusually loud "bang bang bang" sound of someone chopping on the chopping board...

It sounds like chopping meat.

As for whose meat will be chopped off...it's hard to say.

Anyway, Chu Ze felt a chill all over his body.

"Well...it seems unnecessary..." Chu Ze's words were on the tip of his tongue, but he braked and changed his words in time.

The experience of two lifetimes made him want to survive.

As expected, as soon as these words were spoken, the sound of chopping meat behind gradually died down.

"Is Teacher Chu Ze busy?" Song Ziqi asked.

It’s not a question of being busy or not, it’s mainly because he’s afraid that someone will not be able to put away their knife.

(End of this chapter)