"These two guys are my juniors, and although I rarely watch them play, I know that they are quite famous in Paris. Catherine took out her mobile phone, clicked on Lanji's school network, and handed the phone to Zheng Ke.

Zheng Ke took the phone, looked at the photo on it, and raised his eyebrows.

The photo on the phone screen is very clear, for a boy, his hair is not too short, almost as long as Nagi Alice, and the eyebrows are clear, and the chin is slightly pointed, which is in line with the image of Prince Charming in the hearts of many girls. Especially with a shallow smile on his face, it is like a breeze, blowing in the hearts of others.

"This kid is pretty handsome. Zheng Ke glanced at the name under the photo, David Browning.

"It's not handsome, it's beautiful. Catherine corrected.

"Is there a difference?" Zheng Ke wondered.

"Of course there are, pretty boys are not reliable. Catherine explained.

"Huh, is there such a statement?" Zheng Ke glanced at Catherine, but found that the other party rolled his eyes and deliberately avoided Zheng Ke's gaze.

Probably her own standard, right?

Zheng Ke continued to scroll down the photo, and another photo of a student appeared in Zheng Ke's field of vision.

Compared with David, this first-year student is much stronger, with short silver hair, sharp eyebrows raised, and the whole person has a kind of self-sacrificing momentum. Zheng Ke glanced at this person's name again, Carol Middleton.

"Which of these two people is more powerful?" Zheng Ke asked curiously.

"For now, it's David. His father was the head chef of a starred restaurant in Paris, and he received a good education at a very young age. It is said that he can now cook alone in a star-rated restaurant. When I was in the first grade, I also won a lot of awards...... Basically, they all finished in the top eight. Catherine explained.

"What about this Carol?" Zheng Ke wondered.

"Well, he's very good, but he's from the countryside of Marseille, and his family has a restaurant, but it's small, so he can't compare to David. However, many teachers predicted that he might surpass David when he graduated from school. ”

Catherine's words are not difficult to guess.

This person named Carol must have a talent above David, but David's foundation is better, so he is currently at an advantage.

"Then the day after tomorrow, who will Aniel compare to?" Zheng Ke asked.

"Dale. Catherine said.

The corners of Zheng Ke's mouth curled up and leaned back on the back of the sofa.

"What do you think? Laughing so strangely. Catherine looked at Zheng Ke suspiciously.

"Huh? nothing...... I'm thinking, the game the day after tomorrow must be interesting. Zheng Ke rubbed his chin, "Anie's winning rate should be relatively large, right?"

"It's hard to say, Aniel's dessert is average. Catherine shook her head, "Overall, she doesn't have much advantage...... Moreover, since these two people have applied for the competition, they should have come prepared. ”

"You're not going to help Anier?" Zheng Ke asked.

"No, I don't want to eat sweets, and besides, she's at school and has other friends. Catherine explained.

Catherine's expression was natural, and she probably wasn't lying. As for who helped Anier, Zheng Ke didn't care at all, after all, there were so many people in Lanji, and he couldn't know all of them.

Originally, he wanted to help Aniele help him with his homework. But Anier always rejected him, and resolutely refused to let him try it, and he was happy to be idle.

In the next day, Zheng Ke spent his time learning theoretical knowledge and cooking dishes, but there was a thing that made him feel distressed - many cooked dishes could not be handled.

Although Catherine said verbally that she liked to taste dishes, she could only try two or three dishes at most, and if she exceeded this number, she would not be able to eat them.

It seems that in terms of foodie attributes, Kobayashi Gentian is relatively high.

Looking at the table full of dishes, Zheng Ke was also a little worried, can't he throw these dishes into the trash, right?

But if he can't dispose of these dishes, Zheng Ke can't continue to practice.

Catherine sat slumped on the couch, rubbing her slightly bulging belly, and she couldn't eat it, but she wouldn't allow such a beautiful dish to be discarded like this.

"It would be nice to have a place where I could train. Zheng Ke was a little worried.

If it was Catherine's residence, there would be a special person to handle these ingredients every day, but where Zheng Ke lives now, there is no such service.

"Why don't you go to my brother's restaurant?" said Catherine.

"Eh, your brother's restaurant?" Zheng Ke was stunned for two or three seconds, and suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen Absolon since he came to Paris this time—Absolon hadn't even taken the second-year promotion exam.

Last year, Absolon also mentioned his restaurant, but Zheng Ke has never had a chance to take a look, and it is better to take this opportunity to meet him.

"It's too much trouble for him, isn't it?" Zheng Ke hesitated.

"What's the trouble? He doesn't have a business anyway. Catherine said.

Catherine may have said it casually, but Zheng Ke believed it.

He followed Catherine on the bus for half an hour, and walked for more than ten minutes, until he finally came to Absolon's shop, but saw that most of the people were sitting inside, and roughly there were about twenty or thirty customers.

Catherine pushed the door directly in, and Zheng Ke followed into the restaurant.

"Miss Catherine, you are here. A waiter saw Catherine and bowed slightly.

"Where is my brother?" asked Catherine.

"The chef was in the kitchen. The waiter said.

"You go and inform him, I'll wait for him in the lounge. Catherine ignored the waiter's embarrassed look and walked straight to the lounge area.

On the way to the lounge, Zheng Ke took a rough look at this restaurant. Overall, it's a medium-sized restaurant that can accommodate almost 40 people if it's all full.

Judging by the number of customers, Absolon must have put a lot of thought into this restaurant.

The two men waited in the break room for about five minutes before Absolon reached the door.

Absolon is much more mature now than it was a few months ago. He wore a chef's hat on his head, his forehead was covered with sweat, his sleeves were rolled up high, and he didn't forget to shout at the kitchen in front of him.

If it weren't for the fact that his appearance hadn't changed, it would be really hard for Zheng Ke to imagine that the chef in front of him was Absolon - there was too much difference from the original handsome boy.

After Absolon finished shouting, he turned his head and saw Zheng Ke standing up from the sofa at a glance, he rubbed his eyes, pinched his face again, and realized that he was not dreaming.

After the two men hugged each other, Absolon asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

"Isn't the qualifying competition about to start?" Zheng Ke explained.

"Oh, look at me, I forgot about it. However, the current Lanji doesn't have much to do with me, and I have 'graduated' from Lanji. Absolon grinned with bared teeth.

During this time, his energy was focused on the restaurant, and he neither went to Lanji nor went home, so he didn't know that Zheng Ke had already come to Paris.