Cheese chili cake

THERE ARE THREE THINGS IN MY HEART: FIRST, THE HORSEPOWER DISH IS BROKEN! SECONDLY, SINCE THE CHANGE OF ACA, IT SEEMS LIKE THE CAKE HAS NEVER PASSED. THE CLOUDS OF THE ANCIENTS: THEY DO NOT KNOW THEIR PURPOSE, BUT THEY ARE IN GOD. I JUST MISSED IT. IT'S A BLUEBERRY CHEESE CRANBERRY VERSION OF MR. MENG'S BLUEBERRY CRANBERRY PASTRIES, AND WATCH THE CAKE GROW UP IN THE OVEN WITHOUT A WORD OR A BLOW TO THE HEAD. IT'S A BAD THING! FORGET THE CRANBERRY! IT CAN'T BE REMEDIED, IT'S JUST A PURE CHEESE TWILIGHT, BUT IT'S ALSO AN IDEA OF A CHEESE TWILIGHT, BUT IT'S NOT MR. MON'S. I'M THINKING ABOUT THE CAKE IN THE OVEN, AND I'M TRYING TO PROVE IF IT'S REALLY BROKEN. IT'S OKAY TO TRAVEL BACK AND FORTH. COVER UP THE TIN PAPER AND CONTINUE TO TEST THE CUISINE UNTIL THE SOUND OF A DING GOES BACK TO THE OVEN. OPEN THE DOOR AND REMOVE THE TIN PAPER AND FIND THAT THERE'S A SMALL DENT IN THE CAKE THAT WOULD HAVE SWELLED AND CRACKED. APART FROM SULKING, IT IS. TWO HOURS LATER, IT'S NOT COLD, ANYWAY. IT LOOKS EVEN WORSE WHEN YOU LEAVE THE MOLD. PULL IT IN AND LOOK AT THE BOTTOM. IT SEEMS THAT THE FLUFFY SURFACES THAT EMERGE FROM THE CHIMNEYS ARE ALWAYS AT THE BOTTOM UP. THIS CAKE COMES OVER, LOOKS GOOD, JUST UGLY。