Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is April 25th. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Playing venue - county basketball hall. Located in the center of Kanagawa Prefecture, the gymnasium has excellent hardware facilities because international basketball events have been held.

Because it is a 16-in-8 knockout round of the-blue competition, it is also a competition open to the public. Therefore, early in the morning, there was a steady stream of people entering the venue, reporters waiting outside the venue, and every time a player got off the bus, many reporters would rush up and surround the players.

In the last competition, Takeshi Ueda brought his family and some employees of the Colored Leaf Garden to cheer, and even Ruishan Zhizu was also implicated, which made Zheng Ke somewhat embarrassed. Therefore, this time Zheng Ke wanted to be as low-key as possible.

"That's not going to work. After Zheng Ke said his idea, he was immediately rejected by Ezuya Ruishan, "Do you think we are wasting our time? We must seize such a precious opportunity for publicity. ”

Zheng Ke was confused by what Ruishan said, Ruishan Zhijin didn't look at Zheng Ke curiously, and then said to the staff who came to cheer: "Get out of the car later, you escort Zheng Ke in, and the reporters outside will be handed over to me." ”

Today, Ezuyama Edaza rarely wears a dark suit and dark blue shirt, and although he does not wear a tie, it does not change his image as a delinquent boy in the slightest. Or rather, this outfit shows his wildness.

Reporter?

At first, Zheng Ke didn't understand the meaning of Ruishan's words, but when he came to the venue, the car just stopped, and he was immediately surrounded by reporters.

This is also an exaggeration......

Just when Zheng Ke was stunned, an employee of Junketing handed Zheng Ke a work clothes, and Zheng Ke hurriedly put them on.

At this time, Eizan Esatsu also took the initiative to get out of the car and stopped the reporter who wanted to rush up. Zheng Ke hurriedly left through the other side of the car under the cover of the employees.

When he entered the basketball hall, Zheng Ke took off his work clothes and took out his participation card. After the staff checked it, Zheng Ke was allowed to enter the athletes' tunnel.

"Are you a contestant?" asked the staff member on the side.

"Yes. Zheng Ke showed his participation card.

"Okay, please follow me, now the contestants are all assembled. The staff said.

Zheng Ke followed the staff and circled around the stadium in a big circle, and finally came to a very large room. There were already more than a dozen people standing inside, and when they heard footsteps, they turned their heads one after another.

Zheng Ke took a general look at the dozen or so people and found that these dozen people were all players who entered the top 16. Some people's dishes, he has even seen more than once.

For example, standing in the corner, the one with a rough appearance, a beard, intertwined muscles, round eyes, and a blank face looking around.

This person is Xiao Murosheng, and he is also the opponent that Zheng Ke needs to pay attention to the most.

In the center of the room, a young man with dyed pale yellow hair was chatting with others, with a smile on his face, but the corner of his eye was full of disdain. Yes, it's the kind of condescending look that looks down on the people around you.

Kota Anzai, who killed three cooking teachers in a row at Fanjiang Cooking School, now works at a two-star restaurant.

There is also a girl, about the same age as Zheng Ke, with a watermelon head and black-framed eyes, who is leaning against the wall at the moment, closing her eyes, and her ears are plugged with white earplugs.

Mai Watanabe, a descendant of a famous family, is responsible for the revitalization of the family, but she is also an opponent who feels a little troublesome.

While Zheng Ke was observing other players, he also became the object of observation for others.

"That...... That ......"

After hearing the voice, Zheng Ke found that he had a little girl in front of him, with a double ponytail, big eyes like two black pearls, crystal bright, and under the high nose, there was a cherry mouth, wearing a light blue school uniform.

At this moment, her Bei Fang was shaking her lips slightly, and her eyes were full of anticipation.

This girl, he also saw in the video, is the girl who made the 'two-color egg mushroom', it seems to be called Jun Kondo.

"That ......" Jun Kondo bit his lip, his face slowly flushed.

"Is there anything wrong with you?" Zheng Ke asked curiously.

"I like your food very much, can you sign it for me?" Jun Kondo closed his eyes tightly and handed the notepad in his hand to Zheng Ke in a panic.

Yes?

Zheng Ke was confused.

He had sensed that Jun Kondo was imitating his cooking, but Zheng Kebi didn't think it was a big deal. If you see a dish you like, then it's normal to imitate and learn, just like in the last round of the competition, he imitated the soba noodles of Kinokuni Nene Ningning.

If it was just a simple imitation, Zheng Ke would not be surprised. However, when Jun Kondo said this to him, he was a little surprised.

Kondo Jun secretly opened his eyes and saw that Zheng Ke did not take her notepad, and immediately felt very lost, and was about to take back the notepad, but heard Zheng Ke say: "I'm sorry, I didn't bring a pen." ”

"Pens, I have. Kondo fumbled around and finally found a pen in his chest pocket.

After Zheng Ke took the pen, he wrote his name and date on the title page of the notebook. Jun Kondo immediately snatched the notebook from Zheng Ke's hand, for fear that he would see the contents of the notebook.

"Whew, my two wishes, finally one fulfilled. Jun Kondo pressed the notebook to his chest and said slowly.

"What's your other wish?" asked Zheng Ke more.

Kondo Jun tilted his head and looked at Zheng Ke, looking like a small porcelain doll.

"My other wish...... I just want to play with you. ”

Huh?

Zheng Ke was a little confused, with doubts in his eyes. This girl shouldn't be her fan, right?

However, if you were to fight her, would she use my cuisine or her own?

Zheng Ke really cares about this, because this feeling is quite annoying when he is facing off against his own cooking.

"Alright, everyone!"

A staff member walked into the room and clapped his hands twice at the crowd, and everyone's eyes were immediately drawn to it.

"The game is about to start, please come with me. ”

"Well, we don't know who the opponent is, how do we play?" asked a tall, thin man with a raised hand.

"It's going to be decided on the field. Guys, please come with me?" said the staff.

Sixteen people left their original positions one after another, followed the staff, and walked out of the break room.