Jiang Dasheng is a very ordinary ordinary person, with a mediocre appearance, no background, half an otaku, little experience, he has never had a girlfriend in his early twenties this year, he has been accompanied by Miss Wu all the year round, and his right arm is unusually thick.

However, Jiang Dasheng also thinks that he is not ordinary, because he has the highest professional identity in today's society - chef.

"Bang-"

The sound of a broken dream, Jiang Dasheng wiped his mouth, rubbed his sleepy eyes and woke up, when he realized that he became an official chef, won a star badge, and made a young and beautiful girlfriend, he became a big winner in life...... These scenes are just conjectures in a dream, Jiang Dashengha sighed and muttered dejectedly: "When will I be able to turn from an apprentice to a regular!"

In fact, Jiang Dasheng only stepped into the food world with half a foot, he is an apprentice in the kitchen of a star-rated hotel in Jingchu Province, the master is a special chef, with more than a dozen disciples, and the number of apprentices is more than 100, Jiang Dasheng is inconspicuous in the group, tearing open his inner scar and saying that his assessment results are easy to find from back to front, and the first day of promotion to disciple is far away.

Last night, he practiced the basic skills until late, and Jiang Dasheng got up with difficulty and washed up.

He has a good small single room, one bedroom, one small hall, one kitchen and one bathroom, with an area of dozens of square meters, and if he is promoted to a formal disciple, he will be treated more favorably. According to the usual rhythm of life, Jiang Dasheng went into the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth, turned on the TV in the living room by the way, turned up the volume, and the sound of the morning news coming into the bathroom was very clear.

A melodious female voice announces:

“…… This is a professional star-rated hotel in Jingchu Province, and the on-site reporter of our food station has arrived at the scene, and the following is a video of the on-site reporter's interview with the hotel management. ”

With a beep, the TV screen switched, and after the female reporter on the scene asked a question, a thick male voice that made Jiang Dasheng tremble all over his body replied:

"We are very welcoming to Chef Xia and his entourage, and we will do our best to provide the best quality service!"

Master?

Jiang Dasheng didn't care about spitting foam and rinsing his mouth, so he ran out of the bathroom and watched the TV picture with his mouth wide open.

A middle-aged man with a good momentum stood in the camera, wearing a chef's costume, carrying his hands on his back, and a work card of "So-and-so Chain Hotel Assistant Chef" hanging on his chest, and was swept by the middle-aged man's gaze in the air, Jiang Dasheng almost collapsed.

Immediately, Jiang Dasheng's mouth opened to the maximum because of the content of the TV program, "What, what, that Xia Demon King, the Demon King of the Mixed World, stayed in our hotel?"

He immediately turned his head to stare at the calendar on the TV stand.

Today Saturday!

"Oh my God!" Jiang Dasheng suddenly came back to his senses, and then felt that the world was spinning for a while, and he was dumbfounded, "This time, isn't it tomorrow, Sunday...... The Summer Demon King is about to ascend to the White Cloud Pavilion?!"

He was so busy that he almost forgot about this important event!

Rinsing his mouth and washing his face, and hurriedly putting on his apprentice work clothes, Jiang Dasheng rushed out of his personal residence and rushed to the skyscraper not far from the hotel dormitory building as quickly as possible.

The small garden in front of the building, the parking lot, the black pressure is overwhelming.

It seems that it happened to coincide with the time node when the interview with a big man ended, and the media people left in twos and threes.

A female reporter passed by, and Jiang Dasheng heard her joking with the cameraman: "This Xia Demon King, I really don't know how to describe him." said that he was arrogant and young and vigorous, but he rarely appeared in public, rarely gave interviews, and was very low-key. ”

"Hey!"

The female reporter's smile turned gloomy, "However, this time he has a great chance of getting away, outside, he can be as crazy as he wants, but if he comes to the door and kicks the gym like this, jumping on his head, how can Huang He, the head of the house, tolerate it!"

The cameraman shook his head, with a hint of mockery in his eyes: "Demon King, this nickname is okay to scare juniors, but for a dragon chef of Huang Chef's level, it's a joke." ”

"I see, this time, the demon king is going to die, just to extinguish the popularity of this person in the last half a year. ”

Jiang Dasheng, who came for his idol, was angry when he heard this: "Chef Xia will not lose!"

The loud voice blurted out spread at the main entrance of the hotel, and the media people looked sideways.

The female reporter and cameraman who was talking in a low voice gave Jiang Dasheng a strange look, didn't say anything, and hurried away. But before they left, the eyes that looked at people seemed to be laughing at Jiang Dasheng's blind worship of the idol Xia Demon King. In other words, with the current online and offline public opinion atmosphere, I am afraid that only a handful of "brain-dead fans" firmly believe that Xia Yu can still maintain his golden body when he duels against a dragon chef.

Jiang Dasheng is one of the very few "brainless fans", he stood in the scattered crowd, and suffered from strange eyes.

At this time, a broad palm was placed on his shoulder.

"You're not alone. ”

A deep and resolute male voice, Chinese is not very standard, a bit of a foreign accent. Jiang Dasheng looked up in surprise and found that there were several people standing behind him, and the one who reached out to pat him on the shoulder was a man in a suit with a very strong figure, with an inch of head and a refreshing smile on his toned face.

The faint familiarity made Jiang Dasheng strange, this person seemed to have seen it somewhere.

Another middle-aged man with long red hair, a black T-shirt and jeans stepped forward and said, "Silver, we should go in, he's waiting." ”

The man's clear eyes swept over Jiang Dasheng, and he grinned slightly: "I have the same opinion as you, the winner of this culinary showdown must be ...... Summer Demon King!"

"Alright, alright!"

Masato Kamihara came up with a small suitcase, "Remember, we are foreign tourists, so keep a low profile!"

The IGO trio and the two legendary gods of the far moon have arrived.

The heroine of Ryoko Lina will take off her sunglasses, she is a dress for a working woman in an office building, slim trousers, lining out the straight and round leg curve, the small suit is a lace white shirt, very full and very material, the buttons are tightened, from the side, the convex and backward figure can not be praised in any words.

Hotel, the top floor.

Ding dong.

When the elevator door opened, Xia Yu said to these friends who had come from afar, "It's great that you can come and watch the battle. ”

In fact, this visiting team was uninvited, and only sent a text message to Xia Yu before boarding.

Xia Yu also knew that the "Worship Post" had spread to the international community in the past week, and the heat and impact of the incident had spread and reached an unprecedented peak, and the exotic viewing group composed of Dojima Gin, Kamihara Masato, etc., was just one of the countless teams, and by tomorrow, there would definitely be a lot of exotic faces on the Baiyun Pavilion Square.

"Such a grand event, a completely public dragon kitchen duel, it is rare to encounter once in ten years, and it cannot be missed!" Dojima Silver stepped out of the elevator with a refreshing smile.

"Chuangzhen, they can't go to the scene because of their studies. "Shura" Ichiro Hiroshi smiled, "But they will definitely watch the live broadcast in front of the TV and cheer you on." ”

"How, how sure is it to win?"

Masato Kamihara and Sota Aoki asked in unison.

A pair of wonderful eyes like a secluded pool also looked at it, Xia Yu spread out his hand: "This is my first battle against the Dragon Kitchen, I can't grasp it......"

Words stopped.

Xia Yu received no movement for many days, and only then did a new task prompt pop up suddenly, with a look of eagerness in his eyes:

Here it is!

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