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After the first round of the game, Gao Jian'an, who walked out of the arena, was immediately surrounded by reporters.

"First of all, congratulations on winning the game. We know,In the group competition,You overwhelmingly beat the two players of the Far Moon School Park,And this time you won the Far Moon School Graduate Hua Zemu Player,Now,People outside call you the 'Far Moon Killer',What do you think about this。 ”

"I just want to say that you don't have to be a graduate of a prestigious school to be a good chef. The graduates of the Far Moon School are great, but please don't look down on grassroots chefs like me. As for the 'Far Moon Killer' - it's too early to say. My ultimate goal is to win the right to qualify, and when I win the last match, I'll talk about it, right?" said Takami's face with a shallow smile.

"Your opponent in the next game,It should be a student or graduate of the Far Moon School Park.,What do you think of the next game.。 ”

"It's not a big idea – do your best and I believe I can win the game. ”

"What about Kikuchi's players, if Kikuchi loses the match with Katagiri and you win the next match, then your path to promotion is the road to the confrontation with the Togetsu Academy. What are your thoughts on this?"

"If there really is such a coincidence, then when you are the time, you can call me the 'Far Moon Killer', right?" Gao Jian licked his tongue, his face hideous.

Looking at the picture on TV, Takasugi Shouji slammed the table: "Damn! Hanazawa ...... What a disappointment. ”

Akane Kubo Momo glanced at Takasugi Shouji dissatisfied, "Senior, don't blame Hanazawa senior, these ...... We all have a responsibility. ”

Of the five students in and out of school in Yuanyue School Park, three lost to Gao Jian'an.

Although Gao Jian'an is older and more experienced than them, losing the game is not a happy thing after all, and because of the fanning of the media, they feel a kind of grievance.

"Damn, I don't care, in the next round, I must let him taste my awesomeness!" Takasugi said with his fists clenched.

"You still have to think about it, how to win this round of the game, Zheng Ke is not so easy to deal with. Akane Kubo said with a sneer.

"You say he?...... I should be able to beat him, right? After all, soup is my housekeeping skill. Takasugi touched the jar on the table.

"This is not accurate, Zheng Ke's strength is also different. However, I would like to remind you that the game is about to start...... You don't want to change your clothes?"

After being reminded by Akane Kubo, Takasugi Shouji noticed that he was still wearing a white shirt, his face was cold, and he hurriedly left the hall holding the jar.

"In this game, there is another person to go - whoever is eliminated will make people uncomfortable. Akane Kubo Momo hugged the puppet tightly, and her little face bulged.

"That's true. But this game is sure to be a good game regardless of the win or defeat. Catherine stared at the big screen, her face becoming more and more solemn.

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"Oops...... That big brother lost the game. It's a pity, actually, I'm quite supportive of him. The girl put a spoon of shaved ice in her mouth with a look of regret on her face.

Compared with Gao Jian'an, Hanazawamu's image is better, not to mention Hanazawamu's cuisine, in terms of appearance, it is also more disgusting.

Eiza Ezuya crossed his arms to his chest and looked at the big screen dissatisfied.

actually made an ordinary chef so embarrassed - if Zheng Ke didn't eliminate him, he must make Zheng Ke look good.

"Look, the big screen is back in the kitchen. The audience on the beach shouted pointing to the big screen.

Many people raised their heads, looked at the big screen, changed their faces from the hall, and changed to the arena again, and the staff moved the ingredients prepared by the players into the venue one by one.

"Haha, it's time for our Kanagawa Prefecture players to play. A bearded man burst out laughing.

"Yes, wait a while, and make sure that the players feel the enthusiasm of our Kanagawa. ”

"You're stupid, we're watching the big screen, and no matter how loud we cheer, he can't hear it. ”

"I forgot about this - it's so hateful, can't you let us cheer on the scene?"

There was a lot of talk on the beach.

"Stop arguing, the players are in!" a spectator reminded.

"Hey, is the Kanagawa contestant the fat man?" said a woman in her twenties with some disgust.

"No, it's the kid walking behind. "This person has obviously seen Kanagawa's preliminaries.

"Ah, it's a little fresh meat, it's so handsome, I support you!" After the woman saw Zheng Ke walking behind, she covered her mouth and screamed.

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Zheng Ke walked into the arena and bowed to each other with Takasugi Shouji.

"Senior, this is our first duel, right?" Zheng Ke said.

"Yes, we have been alumni for a year, and we only have the opportunity to face off until today, which is a bit of an exaggeration. Takasugi said with a smile.

"Senior, I must win. Zheng Ke looked directly at Takasugi Shouji and said what he thought in his heart.

"As a senior, you should try your best to meet the requirements of your juniors. But not this time, no matter who I am, no one can stop my determination to take revenge. Takasugi clenched his fists, "I know what you want to do, but the only one who can defeat him is me." ”

"Then let's use the cooking to compete with the winner, shall we?" Zheng Ke didn't say much nonsense, and turned around and walked to his console.

Booker glanced at his phone and didn't speak until the time reached 2 o'clock, "This competition, the theme is 'soup', the time limit is three hours, the game starts now!"

After Booker's voice fell, Zheng Ke and Takasugi began to cook their own dishes.

After washing the required ingredients with water, Zheng Ke put them on the countertop.

Cut the celery into 2 mm cubes, parsley, shallots, garlic and white pepper are crushed with a kitchen knife.

After processing these ingredients, Zheng Ke put the soup pot on the fire and added butter. The butter gradually melted, and the rich aroma of oil spread in the air.

Diced celery, chopped parsley, chopped shallots...... Zheng Ke poured the cut ingredients into the pot and stir-fried, and the fragrance gradually wafted out of the pot.

Seeing that the spices and vegetables in the pot were stirred evenly, Zheng Ke took out a small bucket from the cart on one side, fished out a black ingredient from it, and poured it into the pot.

"Mussels?" Takasugi Shouji saw the ingredients Zheng Ke took out, and the movements in his hands stopped.

"That's right, mussels, sir, I've put a lot of effort into this dish. Zheng Ke picked up the white wine, poured it into the pot, and after closing the lid, he raised his head and looked at Takasugi Shouji.

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