Ximen Cedar borrowed Pan Jinlian's auspicious words, and as expected, he was not admitted to junior high school and came to Wuhan University Baked Cake Group as an apprentice.

Wu Dalang personally taught, and, kneading, rolling, cutting, pasting, baking, a set of cake methods, Xiao Cedar has been basically mastered within a year, from mastery to proficiency, need to practice hard, need body, heart, noodles, cakes into one, so that in the future, in order to carry forward the spirit of the martial arts baked cakes. "Pay attention to keep up with your eyes, your breathing to be even, and your footwork ... Wu Da kept reminding the apprentice that Pan Jinlian was holding a rolling pin and standing aside ready to be physically punished (that is, beaten) at any time, and Xiao Xuesong's head was beaten so that the old bag was covered with a new bag, like a string of sugar gourds on his head.

"A strict teacher produces a high apprentice. Ximenqing wipes the bag on Xiao Cedar's forehead with potion every night, and he can only wash his face with tears.

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The annual Lanzhou Ramen Contest officially opened, and the last champion was Ma Quanhui Master from Majia Ramen, who sat on the podium, accompanied by the event organizers. The stadium was crowded with people, and the aisles on both sides of the seats were crowded with people who craned their necks to watch the game. Two crane cameras, three fixed cameras, and one mobile camera ensure that every picture is the best in the broadcast of the event. Behind the auditorium, there are newspapers, radio stations, and self-media, who are holding long guns, short guns, cameras, and mobile phones.

In this competition, many players have already come to see the venue in advance and have done warm-up training. During the training, athletes from different places spoke dialects of different provinces, which made the cheerleaders from all provinces feel more cordial.

After a few rounds of warm-up matches, the official competition begins. In the ring, all kinds of good players competed with each other, and for a while, pots, bowls, scoops, basins, altars, cans, and jars flew around like playing badminton; the players stumbled and stretched out their black hands, pulled their hair, and bit their teeth; and their teammates squeezed their eyebrows and made secret signals, and they couldn't understand with their hands and feet, so they whined and shouted, so it was not lively. The first to use the Ming language to play the code were two northern Shaanxi contestants, a song of Xintianyou has not yet been sung, the tune of Henan Bangzi sounded; then, Shandong Kuaishu accelerated the rhythm of the code, and there was a faint tone of Tangshan shadow puppetry; Northeast contestants used an iron pot as a handkerchief to fly around to pass the exam questions and copy the answers, injuring many contestants。。。。。

With the referee's black whistle, the results of the players were displayed one after another, which was really silver wheat and silky, and the fragrance was overflowing. The competition broke a lot of records, and the upstarts of ramen emerged one after another.

The last event arrived, challenging the previous champion's record for the time of the draw. In the ring, there are more than 20 large basins, which are filled with 8-minute high white noodles. In the preliminary round, the time for 10 players is too long, and the organizers of the event keep shaking their heads, because the competition is not exciting, and the advertising sponsorship will plummet in the coming year.

"Is there anyone who can reconcile within 5 minutes?" Ma Quanhui, the champion of the previous year, asked the audience proudly, and asked three times in a row, but no one answered. The race organisers have risen to announce that the Horse Plenum has won the championship for the second consecutive year.

"I can. A small voice came from the audience, although it was small, but it shocked the audience.

The organizers of the event suddenly invited loudly as if they had been beaten with chicken blood: "Please take the stage for the challenger!"

As soon as the words fell, a black-clothed boy jumped up from under the stage, and used the footwork of a dragonfly to point water, constantly stepping on people's shoulders in the air and jumping forward, and before the person who was stepped on could reflect, the boy had already jumped to the front, so a few times, the boy fell in the center of the ring. The whole action is just like a meteor, the body is like electricity, and the ground is like cotton, all in one go.