Chapter Twenty-Nine: Trapped

"You're welcome, just a few helps. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Su Luo waved his hand and said. To be honest, he's not a bad guy, so now that he's seen it, he'll help out.

"That... Speaking of this, Chu Yuan was a little embarrassed.

Seeing this situation, Su Luo said, "If you have anything, just say it!"

"Can you teach me a few more dishes, or I really don't know how to survive, and besides, my mother is still sick, and I don't think you can bear to see it." Chu Yuan said.

"I'm sorry, I think you're looking for the wrong person, I'm just a six or seven year old. After saying this, Su Luo turned around expressionlessly, and left directly, ignoring him.

It's not that Su Luo doesn't want to help, to be honest, although he is not a good person, it is okay to help, but if you think I am a bad person, then you are wrong.

There are many people in this world who are more pitiful than them, and in any case, this time the matter only helped out of conscience.

But you said to me, 'Can you teach me a few more dishes, or I really don't know how to survive, and I don't think you can bear to see my mother still sick.' What do you mean by that, are you a threat?

If you say, just by this, then you are too naïve, after all, I don't owe you anything, it is already good to help you, and you still say such a threat, what is this?

If you want a few dishes, Su Luo will definitely give it, if you want to blame it, you say such a threat, it seems that you owe you, which makes Chuang very annoyed, it is already very face-saving to help here, you don't care about me or not.

Don't say anything ruthless or ruthless, this is the reality, people have to learn to be satisfied.

As for Chu Yuan's current expression and what their future life will be, this is none of Su Luo's business, and he doesn't care about it, no matter what Chu Yuan's reason is.

Although there was no expression on his face, Su Luo still had an indescribable anger in his heart.

After going back, Su Luo didn't do anything, and he didn't want to be angry, because there was really no need for this, so he had nothing to do, so he found the kitchen of the hotel, gave some money, and practiced his cooking skills when they didn't have a job.

A month is not fast, slow or not, and it passes all at once.

In the past month, Su Luo's cooking skills have been much more exquisite.

A month passed after the entrance exams, in April.

"Now the school year medal is being awarded," a young girl on the stage, presiding over the situation: "The representative of the new first-year students, Erina Nagikiri." ”

"Yes!" A blonde girl, dressed in a tight green outfit, with a checkered skirt and black socks underneath, dressed in a school uniform, gradually walked from a distance.

Yuanyue Chaliao Chef School - First Year of High School - Opening Ceremony

"Ahhh Eri-sama, it's beautiful today, too... ”

"Beauty and talent in one, and being the chief, is really the perfect superman... ”

"It is said that she ranked first in all subjects in the internal promotion exam!"

The students below looked at the genius girl who was receiving the award certificate on the stage, Erina, and they all let out their own sighs.

After receiving the award, Erina turned around and left in a chic manner, as arrogant as a peacock with the screen open.

At the bottom, a person wrapped his arms around himself and said with a happy face: "If I can date her for a day, I am willing to die..." ”

"Stupid!Don't talk nonsense,Be careful that the school will be erased!"The friend next to him listened,A cold sweat couldn't help but flow down his face,Immediately made a silent movement,Couldn't help reminding him。

At this moment, the host standing on the podium continued to speak according to the process: "Next, I would like to invite the commander-in-chief to make a speech. ”

"She's the head of the food mafia—her own granddaughter?"

At this time, an old man walked up, with a big beard, similar to Zhang Fei, and a scar on his face, which added a lot of fierce momentum to him, and he stood there with his arms folded.

This is Nagi Senzaemon - the commander of the Far Moon Academy

Even if he was just standing there, a fierce aura spread out in an instant, unmoving, majestic, and imposing.

"It's scary!!"

"Far Moon School Park··· In other words, this is the embodiment of controlling the entire culinary world! This is no longer the level of a mere mafia leader... , it's a demon king!"

"It's the demon king of food!"

A few timid people were directly frightened, and they were terrified and told their emotions in horror in their hearts.

At this time, Nagi Senzaemon Yashi, who was standing on the stage, spoke into the microphone: "Everyone, congratulations on your promotion to high school. ”

After a pause, he concluded: "In the three years of junior high school, you have already learned the basic skills of cooking and the understanding of ingredients. And also carried out a variety of cooking practice exercises... , Public Health, Introduction to Cultivation, Business Administration... ”

"So to be qualified to stand at the entrance of the high school now. In the future, it will not be your skills and knowledge that will be tested... It's the courage to survive as a chef—"

Speaking of this, Senzaemon stretched out his hand, pointed at the people in the audience, and said, "99% of you are all for honing 1% jade... Abandoned stones. ”

Immediately afterwards, Senzaemon said a low and pitiful probability, as if to arouse everyone's fighting spirit: "Of the 812 new first-year students who entered last year, only one of them successfully promoted to the second grade... 76. ”

"The incompetent and the common will be ruthlessly discarded. Of the nearly 1,000 students in the first grade, only 100 were left when it became popular. And the heat of graduating smoothly can be counted with one hand!"

"And you could become... This is the elite of the very few. This last sentence, Senzaemon said heavily.

The sharp-eyed Senzaemon suddenly caught a glimpse of Su Luo hiding in the corner, and an evil thought suddenly rose in his heart, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile: "Oh! By the way, if someone defeats him in the halberd, I can make my own decision to let the victorious person be sent to the second grade." ”

Seeing Senzaemon pointing at himself with his finger, Su Luo, who was already aware of it, turned around and wanted to run away, but it was too late, only to see a pair of wolf eyes looking at him, and the frightened Chuang couldn't help but take a few steps back, and then reluctantly squeezed out a bitter smile, stretched out his hand and said hello: "Hi!"

"Nima's dead old man, it's just a few times to spit on you, are you using it so ruthlessly?" Looking at thousands of pairs of eyes, Su Luo, who was staring, felt a chill behind his back.

When everyone looked at Su Luo's age, they suddenly felt extremely proud in their hearts, they all believed that they could win, and they all showed a look of victory, and this blazing wolf light erupted in their eyes, as if they couldn't wait to swallow Chuangye.

But there are a few people who are extremely calm.,Because they know,Age doesn't determine the level of cooking.,What's more, this is from the mouth of the commander of the school park.,This naturally shows that this person is not ordinary.,Otherwise,It's so simple Pusheng,Then wouldn't this school park smash its own signboard.。

Even Sojin, who was waiting on the sidelines, showed a fiery gaze, although he didn't know anything, but for some reason, as long as he talked about cooking, his heart was hot.