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At five o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Muge turned on the live broadcast on time.
The number of people in the live broadcast room also exceeded 10 in an instant.
"Looking forward to a hand, is this hand a literal hand [dog head]"
"Every time Gege broadcasts live, I will confuse the meaning of several idioms【狗头】"
""Daily Live""
"When will Pigeon stage Kitchen God of War 3?"
"Randomly pick a lucky fan"
"Is it possible that the selected fan is not a human [dog head]"
While rows of bullet screens flashed by, Lin Muge fixed the camera in the kitchen.
"Before making the tongue, you can soak it for a while to make the tongue look smoother and more appetizing."
"At the same time, simply cultivate a wave of feelings with it, and make it happy."
"Because a happy tongue tastes better."
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Thanks to the lord!
Today is the first day of Riwan!
Thanks to the book friend "Sparkling Eyes",
"Book friend 20170207195616820", "No one cares about pain", "A piece of white sugar", "ping", "mel" tipping!
Chapter 195 You don't have to treat me like a human being
"The Psychology of Food"
""Cultivating Emotions""
""More Appetite""
"Is this tongue still alive..."
"? Of course, is the food in Gege's hands dead?"
"Do you think the pigeons entered the kitchen? Just kidding, this is a battlefield where you can live and die! 【狗头】"
"If the tongue can lick, it can be kept in captivity like a sea ball【狗头】"
The number of people in the live broadcast room quickly exceeded 100 million.
Lin Muge hasn't made this kind of home cooking video for a long time, and today he also specially added "food" to the label of the live broadcast room.
"Look, everyone, how fresh and smooth."
Lin Muge took Venom's entire tongue out of the water.
When it was first taken out, it was still alive and kicking like a live fish, but it couldn't escape the claws of Lin Shepherd Pigeon.
After holding Qicun and completely controlling his tongue, he showed it in front of the camera.
There are bumps and hollows on it, and there is a black tongue coating, and the whole body is twisted strangely.
"This tongue, I decided to give it a simple fried method."
"If you like what you like, you can use it to make dumplings or bake it, it doesn't matter."
Lin Muge tapped the head of his tongue.
The tongue also fell to the ground.
"Sleep, you will be in the frying pan when you wake up."
Lin Muge comforted it softly, then picked up the kitchen knife.
With the knife in his hand, his tongue was split in two, and black blood flowed out. He casually picked up the bloody moss next to him as a rag to clean it up.
"The specific steps of frying must be known to everyone. After all, I am not a professional food blogger, and I don't know much about it. You can just watch it for yourself."
Lin Muge first heats the pan, then pours oil into the pan.
Then he picked up the stunned half of his tongue and slapped it in the frying pan several times.
"Zi!"
Under the stimulation of the hot oil, his tongue, which should have been lying obediently, sat up in startled state of dying, and looked around blankly.
"Come on! Catch the ball!"
As if he had expected this scene a long time ago, Lin Muge took out a ping pong ball under the shocked eyes of more than 100 million people in the live broadcast room, blew it and threw it towards his tongue.
And the tongue hit back very cooperatively, without the slightest feeling that his body was being scorched.
"..."
"nothing to say"
"Sports Session"
"Up is deceiving, didn't you say that you have good food? Why do you click here to play table tennis [狗头]"
"In the pigeon kitchen, I can accept whatever happens"
“Sports with Food”
Although everyone has already guessed that the tongue can move.
Although everyone has already guessed that there will be food psychology.
Although everyone has guessed for a while 100% that something incredible will happen.
But when Lin Muge took out the ping pong ball from his pocket, everyone was shocked.
This……
Is it conceivable?
"Strike! You're awesome!"
"Hey! Can this be caught too?"
"Huh? You're amazing!"
"My, mine! Alas, I'm too good-for-nothing."
"Come again!"
"You're the strongest tongue I've ever played with!"
Lin Muge wiped the sweat from his forehead, and played the ball with his tongue anxiously while blowing rainbow farts crazily.
The angle and strength of his serve are extremely tricky, so that his competitive tongue can only roll wildly in the frying pan.
Encouraged by Lin Shepherd Pigeon, it became more and more proud, but also weaker and weaker.
Until finally finally fell powerlessly into the frying pan.
"Huh! When playing with the tongue until both sides are golden, it's almost done."
Lin Muge put away the ping pong ball and said out of breath.
"I praised it crazily just now. I don't need to say the reason. Food psychology. I feel that everyone is a master of food psychology."
"So through this incident, everyone can see that those who praise you may not necessarily want to help you, but they may simply want to harm you."
"Everyone should also pay attention to work and study, don't be flattered, and always keep your head clear."
Lin Muge turned her tongue and gave the camera a thumbs up.
""Holding and Killing""
""Play Until Both Sides Are Golden""
"It really makes sense"
"Taught 【狗头】"
"Understood, let's go and kill others [dog head]"
"Before I watched Gege's live broadcast, I never imagined that Pingsha could be used in cooking..."
"This tongue is quite strong, I'm tired of playing with pigeons【狗头】"
The number of people in the live broadcast room exceeded 200 million in a blink of an eye.
Not surprisingly, Lin Muge playing table tennis is another super famous scene.
"This little tongue is still not good. Personally, I prefer to play basketball, and some can even play that kind of yoga ball."
"I'll show you my unparalleled skills next time I have a chance."
Lin Muge said without humility after sticking out her tongue.
"After this tongue is fried, you can sprinkle some of your favorite seasonings on it."
"If you are clever, you can also throw away the tongue and make it hollow, and fill it with various things. It is very delicious."
He sprinkled some cumin and paprika on his tongue and choked on the smell.
"Very good, it looks delicious."
"Come on! Eat the fans first!"
Lin Muge showed the finished product to the camera.
Under normal lighting, the tongue looks dark red like jujube cake, and it looks quite appetizing...
"Then! Next! In order to avoid everyone's boredom! When I am eating, I will randomly select a few lucky viewers in the live broadcast room to connect with me, and we will talk about life and ideals together, and talk freely."
"But everyone knows that I am very introverted when facing normal human beings. Don't look at what I'm talking about now, maybe I will be incoherent after a while."
Lin Muge sat at the dining table and spoke to the camera.
And Zhao Fanzhuo in the hut is also ready to fight.
"All departments are ready, and the pigeon slaughter plan has officially started."
He rubbed his hands and @all members in the navy group.
"Roger that!"
"Let Lin Muge catch a few normal fans first"
"I promise to complete the task this time!"
"After finishing this vote, go home for the New Year"
"I'm going to witness another person fall from the altar!"
"Haha, will Lin Muge be the first house to collapse in the New Year?"
Compared to him, everyone in the group seemed to be very relaxed.
"Cough cough, hello, cough cough cough."
After looking left and right to make sure there was no one outside, Zhao Fanzhuo turned on the super voice changer he had bought with a huge sum of money.
"Hello Gege, cough cough, hello Gege, I want to ask you a few questions."
He cleared his throat and spoke into the microphone.
A clear female voice came from the computer.
"Phew, very good, you get what you pay for."
After a few more confirmations, Zhao Fanzhuo turned off the voice changer.
He specially chose the sexy loli voice, and it was as realistic as if there was a sexy little loli in the machine repeating his words.
"At that time, let Lin Muge pull my trumpet up, and then I will use the voice changer to ask him, huh, no problem."
After closing his eyes and thinking about the process, Zhao Fanzhuo still licked his lips nervously.
Whether Lin Muge's house collapses today depends on him!