After listening to Zhao Lang's explanation, Wu Da also felt that it made sense.

However, looking at Zhao Lang, who was looking at the surrounding students with an arrogant face.

Wu Da still didn't forget to complain about the other party in his heart: "Say a thousand things and ten thousand, it's not that you took the initiative to cause trouble." ”

Thinking that he would continue to stay in this school with Zhao Lang for several years, thinking of this, Wu Da felt like he was in the bed of a thief.

… …

"What did you say, you said that Lu Dabao's kid was beaten up in the classroom. ”

In a luxurious suite of the well-known Wuzhong Hotel in Huacang City, Tian Boqi, who was enjoying a beautiful massage, received a call from a classmate among the students.

Hearing the content of the phone call inside, Tian Boqi was very surprised.

"Yes, Brother Tian. The freshman's name is Zhao Lang, and he is very arrogant. As soon as he entered the students, he molested Zhou Xixi in public, and later after class. Brother Lu was about to teach the kid a lesson, but he was beaten by the kid. ”

Speaking of this, the student on the other end of the phone looked at Lu Dabao, who was still lying in the classroom, panting and slowly coming back to his senses.

Only then did he continue with a frightened face: "That kid shot too hard, and Brother Dabao's face was swollen. The people were also knocked unconscious, and they have not yet fully woken up. ”

"Hehe, Zhao Lang is interesting. A transfer freshman, he is still so arrogant, do you know what his background is?"

"Well, I haven't had time to check yet, but this kid seems to have a good relationship with Director Wang Lang. ”

"Wang Lang, the one who wants money and picks up the dead. Forget it, let's do it for now, and I'll talk about it when I get back to school in a few days. ”

After saying this, Tian Boqi didn't wait for the other party to continue to say something, and hung up the phone directly.

Looking at his appearance, he was not angry at all that his little brother Lu Dabao was beaten.

But this is also normal, what kind of person is he Tian Boqi.

The son of Tian Wuzhong, the general manager of the dignified Wuzhong Hotel, is also the eldest grandson of Tian Cang, the chairman of the Tian Cang Chain Hotel Group, who is quite famous in Huacang Prefecture.

Therefore, how could he take Lu Dabao, who has no background at all and only knows how to make sycophants, to heart.

Although it depends on the owner to beat a dog, there are many types of dogs.

A dog of this breed like Lu Dabao was not taken to heart by Tian Boqi.

As for Zhou Xixi, Tian Boqi certainly knew the identity of the other party.

But because of this, he didn't bother to provoke the other party.

Compared with Lu Dabao and Zhou Xixi, Tian Boqi was interested in Zhao Lang, who was so arrogant when he first entered the school.

After all, in Tian Boqi's opinion.

This Zhao Lang, who has a small background and good combat effectiveness, is undoubtedly more suitable for being his dog than Lu Dabao.

"Tian Shao, what's the matter, which beauty's phone is it? After answering the phone, I ignored others!"

Maybe Tian Boqi was silent for a long time after answering the phone, and the beauties in the room were suddenly dissatisfied.

Looking at Tian Boqi, who did not show the slightest expression under his massage, he couldn't help but say with resentment.

"Hahahaha, you're thinking too much. It's something that goes on at school, and you continue. Let me get a good feel for the massage technique you have just learned. Well, don't say it, your technique is indeed more advanced than before, it seems that the blind man's massage is still a bit true. ”

"That's not, I'll tell you Tian Shao. In order to learn a little about the true transmission of massage, I was forced to read several medical books, and I memorized the meridian operation chart......"

Soon, the room resounded with the self-showing off of the beauty and Tian Boqi's praise.

As for the phone call and the contents of the call, it disappeared like the wind blowing.

At this time, Zhao Lang, who was walking to the cafeteria with Wu Da, didn't know that he had been targeted by a young man with an unusual identity.

If Zhao Lang knew that the other party wanted him to be a dog, Zhao Lang would definitely be very happy to let the other party lie on the ground like a dog and learn to sing conquest.

"Don't say it, the food in this cafeteria is pretty good, much better than the previous broken school. ”

Listening to Zhao Lang's undisguised contempt for the canteen of the Green Sea County Chef School, Wu Da, who was chewing on the food on the side, did not object, but just nodded in agreement while eating the food.

However, Wu Da must not have imagined that.

Zhao Lang's true thought in his heart at this time was: "It would be nice if my dark cuisine could spread in the school cafeteria." ”

However, Zhao Lang also knows that everything can't be too urgent, after all, there is a process for the promotion of any thing.

What's more, until now, there are not many people who have actually enjoyed his food.

The previous platforms for his dark cuisine were too small to make his dark cuisine truly known to the general public.

"Have you heard, I heard that Huacangzhou, Dongmingzhou, and Suxi Prefecture are going to hold a joint cooking competition for students in the three states. It is said that in addition to receiving a large amount of money, the final winner will also be able to study at the Tianxia Chef School!"

"Really, you can go to the Tianxia Chef School!"

"It's too exaggerated, that's the highest chef school in our Tianxia Federation, and it's also one of the best in the entire Tianzhou Star!"

"Cut, what do you think! Only the first place winner in the competition is eligible to go to the Tianxia Chef School, so let's not think about it. ”

Zhao Lang, who was bowing his head and enjoying the food, naturally heard the whispers of the people around him, and listened to the content of the Sanzhou Student Cooking Joint Competition that came out of the mouths of the surrounding people, and Zhao Lang also began to be moved.

On the one hand, he is excited about the prizes at all levels of the final competition, and on the other hand, he is excited to use the platform of this competition to let more people know about his dark cuisine.

As for the so-called opportunity for the first place to enter the Tianxia Chef School, Zhao Lang didn't take it seriously at all.

On the one hand, he didn't think he had the opportunity to win the first place, and on the other hand, he didn't think that Tianxia Chef School could teach him anything.

There's no way, who made his dark cuisine a system of its own, and it was a system completely different from Tianzhouxing's diet.

"Zhao Lang, what do you want?"

At this time, Wu Da also noticed the abnormal expression of his friend next to him and asked.

"Did you hear them talk about the Tri-State Student Cooking Competition? ”

Seeing that Wu Da nodded to indicate that he had heard, Zhao Lang continued to express his thoughts: "How about you say that I am going to participate in the Tri-State Student Cooking Competition." ”

Unexpectedly, Zhao Lang, who thought his friend would agree, was surprised to find out.

Wu Da was silent for a moment, then shook his head.

"Forget it, your food estimates... Well, after all, not everyone is like you. ”

Hearing Wu Da first swallow back the words he was about to say, but then forcibly reversed them euphemistically.

Zhao Lang just smiled, but didn't say anything.

Of course, he knew the meaning of Wuda, and the food on the Tianzhou Star paid attention to color, fragrance, taste, meaning, shape, and camp.

And the food he Zhao Lang cooks is nothing else, but it has nothing to do with color and shape in appearance.

In one word, it is ugly, or the kind of ugliness that has been ruined many times.

In the opinion of Zhao Lang and Wu Da, the students who can participate in the Tri-State Student Cooking Joint Competition will definitely make the food that tastes no worse.

In this case, his Zhao Lang's shortcomings will be particularly prominent.

At that time, he Zhao Lang will not be able to achieve a good ranking.

Whether you can be at the bottom or not depends on the mood of the judges.

However, Zhao Lang had already made up his mind.

Regardless of the outcome, he will participate in this tournament.

Both for the money he could get and for the shock value he needed.

However, when Zhao Lang turned on his phone and began to search for related content.

However, I found that there was still a period of time before the Tri-State Student Cooking Competition, and the registration had not yet begun.

So it's too early to say that.

After reading the introduction, Zhao Lang put aside this three-state student cooking joint competition for the time being.

Although due to the system, Zhao Lang can only make all kinds of unthinkable dark dishes.

But whether it is on the earth or on the celestial stars, he Zhao Lang's taste for food is actually the same as that of the public.

Food that others think is delicious, he also thinks is delicious.

It's just the ass that decides the head, a lot of the time.

The position where Zhao Lang's butt sits determines where his poisonous tongue will squirt.

No way, position is everything.

"How's it going, are you full? When we're full, let's go back to rest, and what kind of drink mixing class will we have in the afternoon? ”

Seeing that Wu Da put down his chopsticks in satisfaction, Zhao Lang asked casually while looking at the surrounding crowd and furnishings.

"When we're full, let's go. ”

Back in the dormitory, Zhao Lang first turned on the computer and logged on to the pusher network.

However, Zhao Lang uploaded the song "Shangshan Majian" he wrote in class under his "Kitchen God Zhao Lang" account.

Zhao Lang read: "

The clouds and blue colors are on all sides, and there are more than ten soft weeping willows.

The pheasant flying deer is far away from the grass, and the chicken in the cow lane is oblique in spring.

The old father of the beautiful eyebrows is on the bottle of wine, and the daughter of the daughter of the sleeve is a hairpin with wild flowers.

The car remembers the dust meter, and the melancholy book the fine sand by the stream. ”

While shaking his head proudly, looking at it like this, he was obviously very proud.

However, Zhao Lang typed a few more words on the screen: "When I was bored today, I saw an ancient pastoral poem, and I was moved to make this poem." The chef is very satisfied, and now please feel the amazing talent of the chef. ”

However, Zhao Lang went to the bathroom to take a shower.

I have to say that the dormitory conditions of Huacangzhou Chef School are really perfect: two single rooms + a small living room + a small kitchen + a bedroom.

According to Zhao Lang's recollection, even in the previous life, many well-known universities on the earth did not have such dormitory conditions.

After coming back from the shower, Zhao Lang said hello to Wu Da, who was watching TV in the living room, and went back to the room to rest.

turned on the computer, and Zhao Lang found that under the tweeters he had just posted, there were rows and rows of comments.

"Haha, this shameless guy has finally appeared. ”

"It's as shameless as before, and I don't know where it came from. ”

"Upstairs just can't see others, I just checked. The poem has no other source than that of the chef's pusher. ”

All of a sudden, the comments below the pushers quarreled with each other.

Then, Zhao Lang saw two more pushers that he couldn't imagine, but were very happy.