"Poof. ”

"Ahem. ”

"Hey, I heard you right!"

In the judges' seat, although the teachers were mentally prepared, their faces still looked very strange.

As for the contestants around Zhao Lang and the student audience around him, they were directly shocked.

They never thought that Zhao Lang would make such a strange dish.

Durian fried spicy strips, just thinking about that picture, everyone subconsciously closed their eyes.

I can't help it, I can't bear to look at it directly!

Even those students who like durian and spicy strips can't accept this mix-and-match.

Shen Million kept twitching the corners of his mouth, and this memory, he remembered the chocolate fried potato chips that made him inexplicably defeated.

"This, this kind of person is also worthy of being a chef!"

Shen Million first glanced at Zhao Lang viciously, but he was worried in his heart that if Zhao Lang was wiped out in the first round, what would happen to his plan.

"Silence, silence. Next, ahem, please taste the food in turn and make your choices. ”

As soon as these words came out, the scene instantly fell silent.

Everyone looked at Principal Zhu and the many judges behind him, watching them stand at the long table where the food was placed.

However, everyone's eyes were still more focused on Zhao Lang, who looked up at the sky with an arrogant face, and the plate of food in front of him.

"Well, this fried eggplant is good, oily but not greasy. At the same time, the aroma of the eggplant itself is perfectly presented, which is good. ”

"Well, this tiger skin green pepper is not bad either. The outside is charred and the inside is crispy, and the tofu meat filling inside the green pepper is also very fresh. ”

"Well, this three-wire fried ham is not good. The ham is fried for too long and the taste is old. Moreover, the three filaments are not evenly cut, resulting in uneven heating of the ingredients and different tastes. No way. ”

As Principal Zhu and the judges and teachers behind him finished commenting one dish after another, some students happily clenched their fists to cheer themselves on, while some students hung their heads helplessly.

In the end, Principal Zhu and the judges behind him finally came to Zhao Lang's table.

Looking at the uneven color of the red and yellow pieces of food on the plate in front of Zhao Lang, as well as the spicy and pungent stench emanating from the air.

Everyone is changing color for it, and Zhu Changyu, an old Jianghu who is moody, is no exception.

In the gaze of everyone, Zhu Changyu closed his eyes slightly and took a long deep breath.

After forcibly pressing down the sudden sour water in his stomach, he slowly opened his eyes.

All this was seen by the judges, teachers and contestants next to him, as well as the surrounding audience and students.

"Haha, see, even Principal Zhu can't stand Zhao Lang's durian fried spicy strips. ”

"Hmph, just toss, see how he tosses himself out!"

"You still need to taste it! At first glance, it looks like junk food, and if you eat it, you will probably have indigestion. ”

Just when everyone was talking, Zhu Changyu stretched out his chopsticks and grabbed a spicy strip, and stretched it into his mouth tremblingly.

Smelling the strong pungent smell in the air, Zhu Changyu slowly chewed on this peculiar work that he had never tasted before.

Then, to the surprise of everyone present, Zhu Changyu suddenly widened his eyes, which had been slightly closed.

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Changyu sped up his chewing action, and picked up a piece of durian from the plate and put it in his mouth.

Seeing all this change, everyone was shocked.

However, compared with the surprise of many judges, teachers and surrounding students, Wang Dazhui, who has already learned a lesson, is very calm.

Of course, it's only superficially calm.

In his heart, he was also very curious about Zhao Lang's new dish.

Just when the atmosphere in the arena suddenly fell into an eerie silence, Zhu Changyu finally stopped chewing.

Putting down the chopsticks, Zhu Changyu looked at Zhao Lang with great complexity, and said slowly: "I can't think of it, I can't imagine that you have this cooking skill." ”

Without waiting for many judges to ask, Zhu Changyu added: "From the outside, this dish is very ordinary, even unsightly. But after tasting it, you will find that it is so delicious. ”

Closing his eyes slightly, Zhu Changyu slowly sighed: "The taste of durian like ice cream is completely reflected. When the tongue slips over, it is like milk fat, and the teeth are fragrant, making people want to eat it again. What I didn't expect was that the unique thickness of durian was completely integrated with the spicy spicy strips. In this way, the spicy taste of the spicy strips itself is completely presented. ”

"I just thought about it for a long time, and then I came up with a word to describe this dish, which is a mixture of ice and fire. Not bad, not bad, really good. ”

While speaking, Zhu Changyu patted Zhao Lang's shoulder.

Because of Zhao Lang's excellent performance, Zhu Changyu has a more complete grasp of the plan in his heart.

As for the heart of love for talent or something, hehe, I wish Changyu will not have it.

There are countless geniuses in this world, and without Zhao Lang, there will be more Li Lang and Wang Lang tomorrow.

As the old saying goes, Maxima often has, but Bole does not often have it.

As for the black iron primary-level energy flowing in the food, he didn't mention it at all, because there was nothing to say.

If the participating students can't even reach the realm of the beginner level of Black Iron, they will not be able to get the final quota for the competition.

Not to mention Zhu Changyu's emotion, the judges, teachers and students around him were shocked.

They never thought that Zhu Changyu would give Zhao Lang such a high evaluation of this dish.

Not to mention the audience students and participating students who swallowed their saliva because of Zhu Changyu's comments, the judges and teachers on the side immediately surrounded the table in front of Zhao Lang.

They stretched out their chopsticks and picked up spicy strips and durians.

They all wanted to know how delicious this dish was, and they were so praised by Zhu Changyu.

Then, the surrounding students heard the judges first express their surprise with a second "um".

Immediately afterwards, he used the fourth "um" to express his feelings.

The performance of the teachers also made the students around them feel itchy.

If it weren't for the lack of identity and strength, some impulsive students would have rushed up to taste it.

Wang Dazhui felt the fusion of ice and fire in his mouth while looking at Zhao Lang, a student whose cooking skills were unpredictable.

He knew that in terms of taste alone, this dish was already the best in it.

"Alas, it's a pity. ”

Wang Dazhui, who understood Shen Dafu's arrangement, could only shake his head in the end, no matter how good Zhao Lang in front of him was, he couldn't escape a failed result in the end.

On the other side, Shen Million also looked at Zhao Lang with an arrogant expression with a complicated expression.

He knew that he lost to Zhao Lang in the first round.

"So what, though. In the group match of the stay, even if you Zhao Lang makes delicious food, you will still lose to Lao Tzu. ”

After exchanging glances with some of the teachers in the judges, Shen Million, who was in a big mood, thought viciously.