Gong Yuze hung up the phone and returned the phone to Tian Peng: "I have already told them." ”

Tian Peng nodded and took back his phone: "Which store did you go to for the first challenge?"

"This is the fast food restaurant. Gong Yuze took out a colorful leaflet from his pocket and pointed to the address of a fast food company called Longchang.

"Okay, then I won't delay you, I wish you success!" Tian Peng shook Gong Yuze's hand.

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Longchang fast food, Gong Yuze opened the flag victoriously, ate 10 servings of minced meat vermicelli pot in 40 minutes, and successfully got the first red seal.

Gong Yuze was about to leave after eating, but thinking of what happened to Tian Peng, he sat down again and asked for a cup of tea, drank it unhurriedly for a while, and after half an hour, he opened the passport for customs clearance, fortunately, the bright red seal was still clearly printed on the paper Gong Yuze left the fast food restaurant with peace of mind.

The owner of the fast food restaurant pulled out a piece of paper from the drawer of the counter while Gong Yuze was drinking tea. This is an important information distributed by the Southern Association to each designated business, on which there are several photos and names of members of the Northern Association, and the boss looks up at Gong Yuze every time he looks at a photo, and finally finds that none of them can match.

It seems that this person is not a dangerous person, and the fast-food restaurant owner takes the list back.

Gong Yuze got up and walked out of the store, the hotel owner kept staring at Gong Yuze's back and walked away as if he was not at ease, thinking to himself, this kid is not a member of the Big Stomach King Association, but this way of eating and this amount of food are completely professional level, it seems that the master is in the people! The hotel owner shook his head with an incredible face.

Gong Yuze now has ten minced meat vermicelli pots in his stomach.

His hand was in his trouser pocket, and he slowly stepped forward, reminiscing about the victory just now, this dish of minced meat vermicelli casserole is one of Gong Yuze's favorite dishes, not because of anything else, just because this is a very good dish, he likes spicy, today this store put just the right amount of red oil, I feel that the color is good-looking and the taste is enough, the fragrant minced pork is matched with smooth fine vermicelli, you have me, I have you, Gong Yuze has been to the restaurant before, some people call this dish an ant on the tree, but he still likes the name of this minced meat vermicelli burger。

Gong Yuze walked in the direction of the hotel, and he saw a building under construction next to him.

He looked up at the square spaces drawn by the slender strips of girders and pillars through the green protective net with holes, and saw the empty geometry carved out by the workers in the air. His hands unconsciously fill the planes that are about to become wall skins, and they will close into one room.

A blue patent leather iron bucket on the lifting platform clattered to a stop in front of a worker, sonorous, making a crisp resonance and echo in the sunny and clear air.

He was a little further away from the building, his legs spread wide and he looked up, looking at the building materials in front of him, at the sparks of the steel rivets on the large stones, at the twisting spirals on the unfinished yellow plates. He felt that, just like the building in front of him, he was building a new world of his own.

He didn't know what the building in front of him would look like when it was built, but he seemed to have a vague glimpse of what the new world he was about to build would look like.

He quickened his pace and walked towards the hotel. Back at the hotel, he pulled out his red passport, walked to the window and carefully examined the first bright red stamp, then put it back in his trouser pocket and turned on the TV.

The first station was playing a costume drama, and the other station was a travel channel, and when he changed to the third channel, his hand holding the remote control stopped.

Tan Che's figure appeared on the screen, and Gong Yuze immediately dragged a chair from the side of the bed and sat very close to the TV to stare at the screen. This is a TV talk show. Tan Che sat in a white sofa in a black suit.

He was still in good spirits with white hair, and a young male host in a gray checkered shirt sat opposite him: "Can you please explain more specifically about the Big Stomach King Competition, because in our ordinary people's concepts, the so-called Big Stomach King is to eat as much food as possible as soon as possible, so we would like to know what kind of concept it is to associate such a thing with competition?"

Tan Che on the screen smiled slightly: "I can give an example first, let's take sports competitions as an example, simply lifting heavy objects, simply kicking a ball or simply walking does not constitute competition." ”

The host nodded, and he listened to Tan Che continue: "However, from the moment these sports are named and the rules are decided, they all become a competitive sport, and the same is true for the competition of the big stomach, stipulating the time of the game or the amount of food, these are the rules. ”

After listening to some of Tan Che's words, the young host lowered his head, as if he had thought for a second or two, and then raised his head and continued: "But Mr. Tan, the Big Stomach King Competition seems to be dangerous to the human body. ”

"Then can you tell that there are no dangerous sports competitions?" Tan Che stared at the host with bright eyes, although he smiled, his eyes were extremely sharp and sharp.

"Besides, before all the big stomach competitions, each contestant must undergo a strict physical examination, and during the competition, there is also a professional doctor accompanying him, isn't this also common to all other sports competitions?"

The host also smiled at Tan Che, but he was extremely anxious to quickly cut to the next topic: "Mr. Tan Che, you are one of the founders of the well-known Big Stomach King Association, so what do you think of the difference in the concept between the Northern Big Stomach King Association and the Southern Big Stomach King Association?"

Tan Che frowned slightly when he heard this question: "I believe that only the idea of letting the big stomach king's competition go on the right path can go far, and all other practices that run counter to the correct concept will not stand the test of time." ”

The show ended with the host and Tan Che thanking the audience. Gong Yuze nodded slightly thoughtfully in front of the TV, he turned off the TV and leaned on the bed.

Southern...... Northern...... The big stomach king competes, makes money and profits, secretly makes trouble, and the mud and sand are all down...... These words, mixed together, became a mess in Gong Yuze's mind. He pulled both pillows behind his back and put his back up.

A TV screen is showing an ad for a young girl with long flowing hair and a flawless white gardenia on her collar, followed by a slow motion of the girl happily running on the beach.

This shot reminded Gong Yuze of his girlfriend in college......