Quick Travel to the Clouds

Chapter 541 The Little Demon 2

Yun Chu casually picked up a bottle of water from the kitchen counter and gulped down two gulps. There was also a small camera by the kitchen window and above the counter, both silently pointed at her.

"No... not yet." Luo Yunshuang looked at her sister, who was sleepy and doing what she wanted. Her nervousness inexplicably relaxed a little. The corners of her mouth wanted to rise unconsciously but she suppressed it and whispered, "The live broadcast... is about to start."

"Oh." Yun Chu responded, as if she didn't take it seriously at all. She opened the refrigerator door and almost buried her whole body in it to search.

A small camera cleverly mounted on the side of the refrigerator clearly captured her slightly pouting lips in concentration. "Hey, I remembered there were eggs... Found them! And the cherry tomatoes I bought yesterday look great."

Yun Chu deftly took out a few ingredients, closed the refrigerator door, turned around and started cleaning the pot and lighting the fire. His movements were smooth and natural, just like countless ordinary mornings in the past.

The oil pan was heated, and with a slight sizzling sound, a perfect poached egg was skillfully cracked into the pan. The edges quickly turned brown and curled up, the egg white instantly solidified into a white cloud, and the egg yolk in the middle trembled and bulged.

The sound of food being put into the pot and the warm aroma that gradually spread instantly dispelled the overly rigid and cold atmosphere in the apartment caused by the "live broadcast".

The on-site executive director checked his watch, picked up the intercom, and whispered, "Are all cameras ready? Tuning OK? ... Countdown, ready: five, four, three, two..."

At the moment when the director counted to "one" in a low voice——

"Sister, do you want your eggs soft or hard?" Yun Chu said, her voice drowning out the director's final signal, easily breaking the silence. She deftly used a spatula to gently test the softness of the egg yolk, and the aroma from the pot intensified.

Luo Yunshuang was stunned by the question and answered subconsciously: "Loose, loose..."

At this moment, the live broadcast app prompt on Luo Yunshuang's phone screen lit up: [Luo Yunshuang's real life live broadcast has begun!] The number below, representing the number of real-time viewers, began to jump up at a heart-pounding speed.

Yun Chu seemed unaware of anything. She quickly blanched a vegetable salad with cherry tomatoes and broccoli, and sprinkled some sea salt and olive oil on it.

Then he placed the beautifully shaped soft-boiled egg on a heated white porcelain plate, served it with a few slices of toasted whole-wheat bread, and finally took out a small bottle of his own special chili oil and poured some on the edge of the egg.

"Here, your breakfast." Yun Chu brought the plate to the coffee table in front of her sister. The heat and aroma filled her face. "It's runny. Eat it while it's hot. The yolk won't be runny if it gets cold."

Yun Chu put down the plate, turned back to the kitchen, fried three soft-boiled eggs for herself, scooped out a large bowl of piping hot shrimp wonton noodles, then picked up the bowl and walked over to sit next to her sister in her plush slippers.

He also casually pushed the tablet representing the "monitor screen" on the table slightly to the side so that it would not be facing their bowls.

Yun Chu acted completely calm. He picked up a soft-boiled egg, blew on it, and took a satisfying bite. The golden egg liquid instantly overflowed. "Huh... I'm starving. I slept a little late last night."

Yun Chu chewed and nudged her sister, who was still stiff, with her elbow. "Eat quickly, sister. It won't taste good if it gets cold. Don't worry about the cameras. Just treat them as big light bulbs."

Countless comments were floating across the tablet screen:

[Wow! Is this the legendary sister? So down-to-earth!]

[Poisoning early in the morning! This fried egg looks delicious! ]

[My sister's pajamas are so cute! ]

[Shuangshuang looks so nervous, I feel so sorry for her~]

[The younger sister reminds her that it’s warm where she eats eggs! ]

[Ahhh, what kind of noodles is my sister eating? It looks delicious, with lots of shrimp! ! My mouth is watering!]

Is this a live stream of real life? Why does it feel like I'm watching the Food Channel? But... I love it!

The real-time audience count in the lower right corner of the screen has quietly exceeded five digits and continues to grow slowly and steadily.

Yun Chu glanced at the screen where the barrage of comments was scrolling, and happened to see the inquiry about shrimp noodles.

She swallowed a mouthful of noodles and gave the closest camera a bright yet slightly embarrassed smile, as if the person behind the screen wasn't a huge crowd of spectators, but just a friend from the neighborhood:

"This? Wonton noodles with some shrimp added to enhance the flavor. There's an old shop downstairs from my sister, the food is pretty good!" After saying that, she buried her head and took another big sip.

Luo Yunshuang looked at her sister's natural smile and the way she worked hard. The fear brought by the unknown and the camera seemed to be dispelled a little by the fireworks and her sister's calmness.

She took a deep breath, finally picked up the chopsticks, carefully picked up the beautiful soft-boiled egg, and bit it gently, imitating her sister.

The live broadcast life officially kicked off with this fragrant, slightly chaotic yet surprisingly natural breakfast for the sisters.

A steaming hot breakfast seemed to have magical powers. The simple yet warm food not only filled her stomach, but also melted away Luo Yunshuang's excessive tension towards the camera.

Under Yun Chu's relaxed and casual leadership, the atmosphere in the live broadcast room gradually became lively.

After a short rest after the meal, the two sisters changed into sports equipment and appeared in a bright and spacious sports hall near the community.

Luo Yunshuang chose a more "elegant" aerobic exercise - jogging on the treadmill.

Her movements were standard, her breathing was steady, and her eyes were focused on the virtual runway in front of her. Occasionally, she looked up at herself in the mirror or at her coach for guidance. Her posture was impeccable, as if she was completing a set process.

Although she tried to relax, her expression still had a subconscious sense of stage as she faced the treadmill in the corner that was recording her, as if she was performing an exquisite performance.

[Shuangshuang's running posture is so beautiful! ]

[I love this self-discipline! ]

Meanwhile, in the equipment area not far away, Yun Chu was a completely different character. She wore a loose-fitting sports T-shirt and shorts, her hair casually tied into a small bun, with a few strands of hair sticking to her face, damp with sweat.

Yun Chu was facing a fixed device, pushing and pulling the weights with a grunt, his expression focused and even a little "ferocious", and from time to time he made a slight "ah" sound because of the exertion.

Sweat trickled down her neck, but she didn't care, immersed in the struggle of self-breakthrough.

Her energy was raw and real, and even some fitness enthusiasts passing by couldn't help but look at her a few more times with a hint of approval.

When the live camera zoomed in on her, one could see a pure sense of purpose and desire for challenge in her eyes.

The barrage immediately changed to:

[Hahaha, is my sister competing with herself? ]

[So cute! This sense of power is amazing!]

【This is the real state of movement! 】

【Come on, sister! 】

The camera scanned other corners of the gym at the right time, naturally incorporating the silhouettes and voices of other fitness enthusiasts.

More than an hour later, the two met at the locker room door, both sweating but refreshed.