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"Actually, I heard before that when Koreans move, they will make some rice cakes and distribute them to neighbors. It's not expensive but it's also meaningful, so we might as well make something for the brother-in-law, how about?"

Huh?This seems pretty good.

The three of them stared blankly at Lisa, who had a clearer expression, but what could they do.

Among the four of them, Lisa's parents are both chefs, but in private Lisa only cooks ramen...

Jin Zhixiu patted the ground hard, "Ramen, how about ramen? Let's buy eggs, kimchi and ramen, and a portable gas stove.

Then I went to find a few tables and cooked them directly on the spot. Lisa, Caiying and Jennie, the four of us, according to our own style, should be responsible for 30 servings."

I searched the price of the dining car and coffee car with my mobile phone. Even if Li Xianzhe secretly gave them a bank card with no quota, the expensive price directly made Jin Zhini choose to give up.

"I watched the macarons video tutorial when I was bored recently. While there is still time, I plan to make macarons and send them to Obama."

"You? You make macarons?."

Every girl has a dream of a good wife and a good mother in her heart, but thinking about it is one thing, and doing it is another thing.

"Apprentice Jin, and Apprentice Park, Apprentice Li, Favor~~"

After coming out of the practice room, Jin Zhini took the three chicks behind him into the kitchen integrated with the living room.

The four of them changed into white shirts and white aprons, and Lisa took her exclusive DV to shoot Jin Zhini.

"How about it, do you look like a chef?"

Jin Zhini supported the kitchen counter and showed a professional smile.

Jin Zhixiu enthusiastically agreed on the side, and Park Caiying silently leaned against her with an apron and tied her a beautiful bow.

When cooking for the first time, all four of them filled with excitement and enthusiasm.

Lisa gave Jin Zhini a thumbs up, holding the DV to find the perfect shooting angle.

"Eone is right now, Gordon Ramsay's feeling"

(Gordon Ramsey, a well-known British chef, is known for his superb cooking skills by hosting "Hell's Kitchen" and is called "the chef from hell" by the media for his pursuit of perfection)

"Oh yeah? I am Je Gordon Ramsay from now on."

Almond flour, starch sugar, pure white sugar, soft white sugar, blender...

All kinds of work and ingredients that can be used were placed on the stage as Jin Zhini remembered.

Such a serious look that can't hide the smile, really has a bit of a chef's style.

"No, no, Jennie is Jendeuk Ramsey now."

Jin Zhixiu poured flour on one side, and couldn't help adding that, giving names to people she knew around her, which was something she was good at.

"Oh~Today'ChefJendeuk Ramsey, It'sMe."

Jin Zhini clapped her hands with satisfaction. Except for Lisa, who is in charge of DV, Park Chaeyoung and Jin Jisu stood in front of the kitchen table with their hands down respectfully.

The three of you look at me, I look at you, and then each took a mobile phone and started searching for macarons making tutorials.

"What color macarons do you want?"

"Pink!"

This was proposed by Park Chae-young. The strawberry flavor is better for her.

"green!"

This was proposed by Lisa. According to the online feedback, I got the matcha-flavored sweets that are more popular recently.

"black!"

This was proposed by Jin Zhixiu, without a reason, it was just following the words of the previous two people.

"Are there black macarons?"

With big question marks on their heads, the three of them looked at Jin Zhixiu dumbfounded.

Brain filled with a bunch of round black macarons in front of him, and for a second, he felt that macarons of that degree were quite good.

"It should be, black sesame seeds." Jin Zhixiu's face was dull, everyone understood her expression.

"But O'Neill, there should be a lot of people on Oppa's set. In rough terms, how can we make more than 100 copies, can only the four of us do it?"

Jin Zhini looked at the bag of flour that she had just taken out, and because of this enthusiasm that she wanted to do a great job, she felt that she had no standpoint to answer.

Lisa sharply pointed out the crux of the problem, and the atmosphere on the kitchen counter suddenly changed.

With so many people behind the scenes, even if they share one food, the four of them will each be responsible for more than twenty.

If you are proficient in making more than 20 macarons, it is natural, but for beginners...

Jin Zhini suddenly felt that she shouldn't have given birth to the decision to make Malone.

Park Caiying was using the measuring cup to pour water into the basin little by little, her cheeks bulging as if she was afraid of pouring more water.

Jin Zhixiu was holding the egg beater while stirring the flour that gradually turned into lumps. It was fine at first, but later it was directly poked.

As for Lisa, she was used to being called, receiving water, pouring flour, and filming, wishing to use the clone technique.

Everyone's movements are so slow and blunt. Taking a look at the time, can they really accomplish this with just four of them?

Jin Zhini secretly looked at the expressions of the other three people, and could only knock on her head while holding her mobile phone.

"Euny, what are you doing?"

Lisa had just found something and fixed the DV in place. When she raised her head, she saw Jin Zhini playing with her mobile phone alone.

Jin Zhini was typing on the keyboard angrily. Among the people she knew, this was the only one who was good at cooking, of course, just comparing them.

"I'm calling a helper..."

This time, the visit included Jin Zhini's ambition to prove that she was the real one, but the reality forced her to change the original plan A to plan B.

Looking through the phone's address book, there are fewer than five people out there that YG can call, except for the people who were trained to compete with "MixColor".

Especially after moving here from the former YG dormitory, I have less and less contact with friends from the previous trainee period.

Finally flipping back and forth, Jennie's eyes focused on a certain person's mobile phone number, probably right now, except for Pei Zhuxuan and Wendy, only this one is the most reliable.

A practice room in Empire Entertainment.

Everyone passing by is not listening to music on one side of their ears, but a group of elementary school students following the teacher to read the text awkwardly.

"A group of girls who work hard, it is a pity that you will not succeed in the future if you work hard like this~"

The staff thought that the president of the conference was able to speak Chinese, so the whole team attached great importance to the daily learning process.

Even if I heard it, I just stood at the door and took a look. There were not many rushing in.

Many schools in Korea offer Chinese classes.

However, there may be problems with the teaching mode or lack of attention, which has caused many people to forget the basic things up until now.

Even being affected by these dozen or so girls every day, the headquarters staff who were dispatched here have learned a few words.

Of course, if Li Xianzhe knew about these girls, what would they think if they still stayed at the kindergarten to learn pinyin for a month?

Jin Zhini didn't know that when she called this group of friends, after putting aside the dance and vocal music practice, they had a new course in their boring practice life—learning Chinese seriously.