Gong Yuze returned to a small hotel near the hotel.

When you open the door, the old carpet that has not seen sunlight all year round has been stepped on and stepped on by countless guests, and it has not been cleaned in time, and the musty smell mixed with the summer humidity makes people feel tight.

He took out a hundred dollars of the money he had just won, and locked the rest into a trolley case.

On the small desk by the window of the room, there was a blue notebook, and he turned a new page to record the name of the restaurant today, the content of the challenge and the prize money he received.

After Gong Yuze finished writing, he flipped through the book casually, and a corner of a newspaper clipping peeked out from the last page of the book, and he pulled out the newspaper clipping.

The paper of the newspaper clippings was a little old, and under the tips of Gong Yuze's fingers, the marks on the folded places were obvious.

It published an exclusive interview with Han Tianrui on June 10.

The text reads: The Big Stomach King Challenge is not a business, nor is it a profession, but a holy war or sacrifice to prove the joy of the people to eat for heaven.

He put the poster back on the last page of the book. It is Gong Yuze's shame!

He turned on the TV and stood beside it, motionless and not looking at it, he felt the TV images beating, they trembling gently at the edge of his vision. He stared at the shoddy decorative painting on the wall of the room.

It has been more than two months since I resigned and left the capital.

He had forgotten which restaurant his first big stomach challenge was after leaving the capital, and the name of this restaurant only existed in his notebook. He also forgot the initial fears and doubts that such a life had brought him.

He already knew it was that simple.

He searched or directly looked for a restaurant wherever he went, and as long as the restaurant had a challenge from the big stomach, he would go in and give it a try. Win more and lose less. He had long been accustomed to the cheering shouts and surprised stares of the diners around him.

Two months ago, the fiasco in the decisive battle made Gong Yuze shameless to face Zhu Xiaodong and Lin Suwen, Gong Yuze only sent Zhu Xiaodong a text message to leave the capital, and resolutely cut off any contact with them.

Gong Yuze didn't want to rely on Zhu Xiaodong, nor did he want to rely on Lin Suwen, he wanted to single-handedly find his own way in the Great Stomach King Realm, and this determination seemed to be more than just a ...... of revenge.

After Zhu Xiaodong received Gong Yuze's message, he dialed Gong Yuze's phone, but on the other end of the phone, all that was left was an eternal beep.......

Zhu Xiaodong felt resentful and disappointed, and then felt relieved, he was young and couldn't stand the setback, this was his evaluation of Gong Yuze.

……

The mutton pilaf is really too greasy. Gong Yuze must go out for a walk.

He walked into a residential neighborhood near the hotel, and in the playground of the hotel, he found a bench and sat down.

The lights enveloped the playground, isolating them from the house and the outside world, and through the shadow of an archway, speckled lights swirled before his eyes, metallic white-green, and crimson.

Every time he arrives in a new city, he is afraid of it. Occasionally, he would feel lonely, thinking of those colleagues in the Sanchuan advertising planning department, and the chirping Chen Xiaoyan and Wang Hui .......

He pulled out his phone and prepared to deposit a new phone number. This is the phone number of the owner of the mutton catch restaurant just now.

After Gong Yuze won the game in the evening, the boss gave him a bonus, exchanged phone calls with him, and said that he planned to invite him to a duel in his hotel. At that time, Gong Yuze was noncommittal about this invitation, and he only replied to the boss: "Let's talk about it then." ”

He now regretted that answer. That answer sounded so unconfident. He never allowed himself to question the future. He knew that he was looking forward to the game, and his answer in the evening made himself and his boss unable to hear any expectations.

……

At the entrance of the mutton pilaf restaurant, the noisy workers have dispersed, and the clerks are cleaning up the tables and garbage all over the floor.

Zhang Shizhu's first challenge failed, and he bit his lower lip with his teeth and paid for the meal. Manager Nian only symbolically comforted him: "This is just the beginning, there will be opportunities in the future!"

They were just leaving. The owner of the restaurant called out to the manager of the year.

He told Manager Nian his thoughts: let two young people prepare for a showdown in this hotel in a few days, and Manager Nian understood the hotel manager's mind as soon as he heard it.

He must have made the regular customers, the workers on the construction site, bet on winning and losing.

Manager Nian waved his hand: "Our pillar is still very good, and it is not ready for the competition." ”

The hotel manager also heard the real reason for his resignation. He beckoned the young man to bring a pot of tea: "Seriously, you don't have to look at things like that, it's not the same thing as gambling." Everyone just follows the rules of the game and joins in the fun. ”

The reason why the hotel owner ignited the desire to plan a duel was because Gong Yuze was the first person in this hotel to challenge successfully, and Zhang Shizhu was defeated but his ability was on par with him.

The owner of the restaurant is a cautious and witty southerner who can make the most of his talents, and something inexplicable that surpasses all practical considerations drives him. He watched Gong Yuze's victory and wanted him to help him achieve a goal that he could not have predicted.

He knew it wasn't an adventure.

Zhang Shizhu listened to the conversation between the young man and the restaurant owner, just like he listened to the conversation between the young manager and his father two months ago.

He was used to being let his elders arrange everything for himself. He took it for granted. Let him decide for himself, he instead felt panicked and uneasy. It can even be painful.

He was grateful to Manager Nian for saving his father. It's just that unlike then, he has learned to adapt to his new job.

He was adjusting to his stomach getting bigger and bigger, and he was trying not to think about what would become of such a large amount of food in his stomach.

He can face a new food and see at a glance how to eat it quickly, whether it is cut off by his teeth or chewed when it comes up. Although he failed this challenge of lamb pilaf, he inexplicably felt that he had the ability to win future competitions.

He followed the instructions and ate all kinds of food, including some he didn't like, but it was very rare.

Whenever he did, he shrugged his shoulders in hatred and thought, "I can't take it—then try to learn."

Manager Nian also understands the reason for Zhang Shizhu's failure today: he has no concept of the word speed.

But despite this, Manager Nian never had any suspicions about Zhang Shizhu, never!