GSCCO Chapter 15

Chapter 15

In Mu Huai’s plan, half-filling the shopping cart would be enough for about five dishes. At checkout, they pushed the shopping cart to its limit. The cashier’s eyes lit up at the sight of him. His arm ached after sweeping through half the groceries before she cautiously reminded him, “These meats need to be eaten today. They’ll spoil tomorrow.”

“Putting them in the refrigerator will keep them fresh longer, but I don’t know if your refrigerator can hold that many dishes.” The cashier, meeting Mu Huai’s gaze, was speechless and smiled shyly.

“Mu Huai, are you crazy?” Lin Zi Fei asked bluntly. He pulled Mu Huai aside, away from the other team members, and whispered, “Didn’t the text message say ‘no barbeque and hotpot’?”

“You bought so much. Are you going to feed the pigs? And do you even know how to cook it?”

Mu Huai: “…”

He looked inscrutable: “Yeah.”

The production team reimbursed everything for this shopping trip, and Lin Zi Fei suspected Mu Huai was using it as an opportunity to secretly stuff snacks or something else into his pocket. The shopping cart was open, and the shopping bags were transparent. Lin Zifei¹Instead of Zi Fei, I’ll be writing it into Zifei! It’s kinda awkward to write Lin Zi Fei, instead of Lin Zifei xD glanced at them—pretty good. Several plates of bright red meat were already there.

Lin Zifei: “Did you secretly learn to cook behind everyone’s back?”

Mu Huai: “No.”

Demons had five members, led by leader Yu Ying, and all of whom were terrible cooks. When the company planned a group variety show, they were forced to cook, and the staff had to try the dishes. The show’s filming was delayed by half a day the next day.

Lin Zifei wondered what kind of ability gave Mu Huai the courage to go on such a shopping spree, or had he already given up and decided to choose between Cardcaptor Sakura and Ran Mouri?

Lin Zifei: “And so much meat… Aren’t you on a diet?”

“Get lost.” Mu Huai dodged the maknae’s movements. “My kids can eat a lot, is that not allowed?”

The kid who sat next to Yu Yi on the day of the preliminary round joined Lin Zifei’s team and came with Lin Zifei today. While the two managers were aside, Luo Yan sneakily came over to scout out the competition.

Luo Yan: “Yu-ge, the first match is the day after tomorrow, right? How’s your teamwork going?”

Yu Yi gathered his shopping bags together and looked at the two people whose heads were almost touching.

Every boy group debuts with some “BL” fanservice. Even if they themselves don’t have such intentions, fans who are used to analyzing things frame by frame with eight times the zoom could conjure up a million words of love and hate between two people who haven’t even spoken much.

Mu Huai and Lin Zifei were considered quite flexible in the group: one is charming and elegant, the other lively and romantic. Now the camera was practically shoved in their faces, and they didn’t even seem to care.

Luo Yan: “Yu-ge?”

“Not bad.” Yu Yi finally spared Luo Yan some attention.

Luo Yan patted his chest: “God, I hope we don’t get drawn together!”

Yu Yi: “We’ll get drawn together eventually.”

Luo Yan said, “At least not in the first round! I don’t want to be tortured by you!”

As he spoke, Luo Yan nervously leaned closer, turning up his collar to cover half his face: “We guess Manager Lin is going to cook for us personally today! God, I’m so scared! You know, we secretly checked, and that boy band once poisoned an entire production crew while cooking!”

“…” This guy’s statement was too terrifying; Yu Yi didn’t even bother with the other two managers.

Luo Yan stared wide-eyed, gritting his teeth, putting all his effort into proving that “that boy band poisoned an entire production crew.”

“… Luo Yan.” Yu Yi hesitated for a moment, then patted Luo Yan’s shoulder. “Don’t exaggerate.”

“I’m serious!”

Yu Yi: “Then have you guys checked what that microphone on your clothes is for?”

Luo Yan’s face stiffened.

Yu Yi: “It’s okay, Manager Lin is such a magnanimous person. He definitely won’t hold it against you after the show airs.”

Luo Yan was almost in tears.

Yu Yi’s lips twitched, perhaps a slight smile. Luo Yan, in a panic, desperately tried to get Yu Yi to plead for him, because Lin Zifei seemed to be their irritating older brother. Luo Yan grabbed Yu Yi’s arm and shook it, only to abruptly pull his hand away.

5d

Mu Huai, with his arm around Yu Yi’s shoulder, forcefully dragged him back two steps: “Lin Zifei, your kid’s trying to seduce my kid!”

Lin Zifei: “Bullshit! It’s clearly your kid seducing my kid! Luo Yan! Come back!”

On the way back, Mu Huai sat next to Yu Yi, suddenly finding that interacting with Yu Yi in front of the camera was much smoother. The groceries took up two seats.

Mu Huai recalled how Yu Yi had stuffed all this food into the shopping cart. The so-called menu was completely useless.

Mu Huai: “What did Luo Yan just say to you?”

Yu Yi raised an eyebrow. Master Huai hadn’t even gotten to know everyone in the team yet, but he’d already known that person?

Yu Yi: “They said your band poisoned a whole production crew.”

Mu Huai: ?

Mu Huai said: “Are people this irresponsible with spreading rumors these days? They just had diarrhea!”

Yu Yi: “Wasn’t it food poisoning?”

Mu Huai: “The eggs the production team gave us weren’t fresh.”

The explanation was too far-fetched, so Mu Huai casually added, “Back when I first debuted, my technique was a bit clumsy. Later, I took on more cooking lessons, and now…”

Yu Yi glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw the driver and the cameraman in the passenger seat both breathe a sigh of relief.

Mu Huai: “Now you’re probably even more clumsy.”

Driver: “…”

Cameraman: “…”

Yu Yi remained calm, patiently waiting for Mu Huai to continue.

Mu Huai affectionately pinched Yu Yi’s chin with his finger, a forced smile on his face, and said, “So if you don’t want to end up in the hospital, come help me out later.”

Yu Yi, contrary to his usual self, freed his chin by holding Mu Huai’s fingers, his hair lightly brushing against the window, his handsomeness natural and refined.

“Don’t worry,” Mu Huai heard him say. “I’ll help you.”

For Mu Huai at that moment, there was no sweet love confession.

Back at the dorm, no one was home yet. Before leaving, Yu Yi told them to go out for a walk to get some fresh air, so they wouldn’t all end up tired after filming a show. Yu Yi helped Mu Huai set the table, and the little rascals had just returned from outside.

Shuangshuang, the bolder one, rushed over to ask if they were cooking. Mu Huai just asked them to help out. The task only required him to do the cooking himself, without specifying how much. Everyone cooking together would make the meal more enjoyable.

He was a kitchen disaster, so he naturally assumed Yu Yi wouldn’t be much better. The little streamer almost always ate takeout for every meal during his live streams. Besides, many young people of this age have never cooked before. Mu Huai bought so many ingredients in a permissive manner, actually thinking that sooner or later most of them would be wasted anyway.

Eleven people crowded around the stove, some even squatting outside to prepare the vegetables.

Mu Huai, carrying a bag of starch, swaggered over to Yu Yi.

“Pour it in,” Yu Yi said, freeing his hands to wait.

Mu Huai poured it in, splashing a large amount onto Yu Yi’s pale, translucent wrist, which was covered by his gloves.

Yu Yi: “…”

This guy’s skills were terrible, and he showed no remorse whatsoever, even wiping Yu Yi’s wrist with a rag while simultaneously rubbing him. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see the other team members preparing the food, laughing and joking. Yu Yi quietly took a step to the side, took off his gloves, and grabbed a new pair.

Mu Huai watched him with a smile.

Yu Yi wanted him to go upstairs and change his clothes. Dressing so nicely in the kitchen was like he was trying to make a scene. Mu Huai seemed to read Yu Yi’s mind, taking off his glasses and hanging them on his collar, shrugging his shoulders as if this was his biggest act of conceding.

Mu Huai: “I’m very image-conscious.”

Give me a hammer.²重你個錘子 \zhòng nǐ gè chuízi\ – this was actually a cuss that means “shit on you” or “to hell with you”

“Stretch out your hand.” Yu Yi said.

Plastic disposable gloves were very thin and easy to get damaged. Looking at the entire kitchen, this celebrity was the only one not wearing them. The big star put on gloves, then was pulled by the wrist and pushed into the sink. He touched the cold, smooth touch of the meat through a thin layer of plastic.

Mu Huai stiffened and pulled back his hand.

Yu Yi had already expected it. One arm pressed him down, and the other hand picked up the starch from the other side and poured it in, restraining Mu Huai in his arms.

The only way to deal with people who deserve a beating was to resort to extreme measures.

Mu Huai’s wrists were pinned under Yu Yi’s right hands, while his left hand covered Mu Huai’s mouths to suppress the screams. Mu Huai’s face was distorted—he could not scream, and he just shed invisible tears for the camera.

Mu Huai was angry: “What are you doing?”

“Quiet!”

It may not be a good thing to talk to Yu-ge, as he was too violent and his behavior was a bit grumpy. Mu Huai’s participation in this meal was unprecedentedly high. His sleeves were neatly rolled up to his arms. His gold-framed glasses were in the living room, and he even put on a white apron. He was forcibly suppressed by the tyrant and briefly lost his gentle shell.

Mu Huai stood nearby, looking at Yu Yi cooking with a half-smile.

Young people do have endless possibilities.

For example, the grumpy Yu-ge who loved to eat takeout said that he had a superb cooking skills. He could cook effortlessly, and even the Mu Huai could make chicken wings.

Am I old? Mu Huai thought.

The dinner was large and sumptuous, enough to fill the stomachs of eleven people.

After eating, Mu Huai received a text message. Every manager would send a text message to notify him after finishing the meal. There was another person before Mu Huai, and it was Shi Shaoqian.

Mu Huai took everyone out for a walk. He listened quietly to Lin Zifei’s door for a while and listened to the crazy shouts inside. Then he went around to the courtyard to see the team members shrinking into quails in the living room before leaving with his wish.

That night, Yu Yi received a message from Unparalleled Master Huai. They asked him how delicious the lollipop was. Yu Yi just said it was not very good. And this time, he took the initiative to ask if the other party had any other tricks.

The message returned this time was extremely slow.

Yu Yi took a look before going to bed and saw the message from the other party.

Unparalleled Master Huai: You can try grabbing their stomach.

This item was withdrawn as soon as it was sent out, and Yu Yi waited calmly.

Unparalleled Master Huai: The clumsy kitchen novice can occasionally be quite lovable, you can try it.

“…”

Clumsy kitchen novice. Yu Yi raised his eyebrows lightly and snorted in a half-amusing way.

“Yu-ge?” Haiwang, who was in the next bed, looked over in surprise.

Yu Yi glanced at him and consoled him with a rare good-tempered tone: “It’s okay. Go to sleep.”

Haiwang: “…”

What should I do? I seemed to see Yu Yi smiling? Suddenly I don’t dare to sleep anymore!!!

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  Instead of Zi Fei, I’ll be writing it into Zifei! It’s kinda awkward to write Lin Zi Fei, instead of Lin Zifei xD
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  重你個錘子 \zhòng nǐ gè chuízi\ – this was actually a cuss that means “shit on you” or “to hell with you”