From the theme of "noodles, non-noodles", you can see how much Sun Wen likes that magical food cartoon, although he already knows what kind of discordant activity the King of Chef Championship is from the prestige that he has almost nothing to say. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But even though he already knew that he might be facing three giants in the dark culinary world, Sun Wen, who came up on the rise, still didn't have any fear. "The big deal is that it's so unpalatable that I vomit four times. He thought so simply, but he was a little anticipating what kind of production he would see.

Xianghe quickly took off her ship's uniform and appeared on the side of the ship, originally she was still smiling softly and wanted to thank her admiral for waiting patiently for her, but when she heard Sun Wen call to fight back and prepare for the overnight game, Xianghe immediately changed color.

"Admiral, you'd better wait a day, right?" Xianghe said and suppressed Sun Wen's half-raised arm, and even raised his objection to Sun Wen, "It's too late now, Admiral, you will be in danger." So at least please hold the tournament during the day!"

Sun Wen turned his head to look at Xianghe suspiciously, and then patted the back of her hand: "It's okay, it's all my ship's mother, what else is there to be afraid of?" His tone was very relaxed, obviously not taking Xianghe's words to heart.

After nodding at the counterattack and letting her leave, Sun Wen watched the counterattack leave, and then smiled at Xianghe, who was frowning and still not relaxed, turned around and hugged the other party lightly, and after touching it, he said again: "Isn't there still you?" It's okay, with Xianghe by your side, even if I vomit, I can rest assured." ”

"Admiral......" Xianghe blushed at Sun Wen's somewhat ambiguous tone, and in the face of Sun Wen's gentle demeanor of playing a scoundrel, she lowered her head and was full of shame, and even her original position was shaken.

"Let's go, let's go! Fight back that they have transformed the podium in the shopping street into a cooking arena, shall we wait for them there?" Sun Wen said as he took the other party's hand as naturally as he had taken Xianghe to buy a skirt last time, and led her briskly in the direction of the shopping street.

When Sun Wen arrived at the shopping street, he found that it was full of people, and the shopping street was not lacking in popularity at night after dinner, and the four beautiful figures with their own styles stopped there, plus the little goblins who lined up to carry ingredients on the stage and the shelves around them, which made a kind of popularity gather even more.

A group of tourists and residents were so enthusiastic about whether there was anything to see, so that Sun Wen dragged Xianghe from the square to the backstage with all kinds of questions, advertisements and gossip.

Sun Wen, who was led by the counterattack and waved his hand while sitting on the main seat, looked at the noisy crowd under the stage, turned his head a little funny, and said to Xianghe, who was still standing beside him: "Xianghe, how do you say this group of people have long brains?

"This is the Admiral's popular relationship!" Xianghe, who didn't know what he was thinking, was so caught off guard by Sun Wen's question, first complimented him with a red face, and then lowered his head and whispered his request, "Admiral, can I participate?"

Sun Wen was a little amused by Xianghe's words, he bowed down and turned his head sideways to peek at Xianghe's hidden expression, and then laughed wickedly when the other party was so shy that he was almost embarrassed to himself: "What are you comparing to them! He paused again, "Oh, no! you should be with Richelieu, the Admiral's ring doesn't have much." ”

Although every time Sun Wen said this kind of flirtatious words, he would feel full of guilt when the bad taste dissipated. But I don't know why, he obviously regrets it every time, but he never stops teasing Xianghe.

That behavior seemed to stem more from a strange instinct, just like now, and looking at her weak expression naturally brought out that kind of hooliganism.

"Admiral~" Xianghe still looked like she was shy and lowered her head, and her legs trembled after listening to Sun Wen's words, "I will, I will work hard!" After a while, she whispered the second half of the sentence.

Sun Wen smiled evilly and patted Xianghe's back, seeing that she was standing on tiptoe and straightening her body like an electric shock when she touched it, and couldn't help but sigh a little distressed, stood up, took a chair from the backstage and put it beside her.

"Xianghe, sit down, you are cruising and cooking and cleaning today, and you are probably tired, so it is better to rest for a while." Saying that, Sun Wen couldn't help but press Xianghe's shoulders with both hands and let her sit down.

Sitting on the chair, Xianghe turned his head and chased Sun Wen with his eyes, with a warm and sweet smile on his face. That's how she gets along with the Admiral, isn't it? Although his gentle words seem like a joke or an illusion every time, they still give her the illusion of being addicted.

"Admiral. With his hands clasped to his chest, Xianghe lowered his head and whispered a word, and then peeked at the figure of the admiral beside him and didn't bother him anymore.

After appeasing Xianghe, who was a little shy, Sun Wen, who was naturally in the embarrassing period after the teasing, was embarrassed to chat with Xianghe sitting next to him anymore, so he could only look around boredly.

Sun Wen's seat was at the back, and his left and right sides faced the kitchen counter that he was placed in a figure-eight shape, and the kitchen counter was almost all available except for the oven and other kitchen utensils.

Three of the four kitchen counters looked very ordinary, only the kitchen counter near him on Sun Wen's right side looked a little different, it was longer and narrower, and there was also a twenty-centimeter high staircase on the side of the kitchen counter.

Seeing this step, Sun Wen immediately shifted his gaze to Veneto, the most petite of the four contestants who were practicing the goblin to arrange the ingredients. Then he couldn't help but snicker.

Veneto, who stood between the two heavy patrols, looked less than shoulder-height for them. She clasped her hands to her chest with an impatient look, and turned her face sideways to not look at the ingredients, but frowned as if she was muttering something in her mouth.

Stared at Veneto for a long time in amusement, until the keen Veneto noticed himself and glared at him fiercely, recalling Veneto's big tree face, Sun Wen scratched his chin brightly and shifted his gaze to the two heavy patrols beside Veneto.

London and Kaohsiung are actually easy to distinguish, with jet-black hair, black armpit witch dresses, red short skirts and white over-the-knee socks are naturally Kaohsiung. As for the rest of the long brown hair with a little yellowish, a cute biplane hairpin, wearing a red British school uniform, black stockings, and leather shoes on his feet, he looked playful, of course, London!

Looking at the way London, who stuck out her tongue like her girlfriend next door, and Kaohsiung, who was with her hands on her chest and a plump and serious expression, talked to each other, Sun Wen was quite obsessed, "It's really a beauty who has been touring since ancient times!"

The last time I saw the ship's mother who was supposed to be Aoba wearing a student swimsuit with the word "big breasts" and waving to him happily in the training ground, Sun Wen had already secretly admired it, but he didn't expect that in addition to the heavy patrol who aspired to become an idol, even the ordinary heavy patrol was so brilliant.

Different from the innocence of the destroyer and the maturity of the battleship, the pretty of the heavy patrol like an adolescent girl gave Sun Wen a completely different feeling. Seeing London pretending to be cute and sticking out his tongue at Veneto and tapping his head, Sun Wen couldn't help laughing again, "Hey, I'll talk to London later, why is this guy so funny!"

Sun Wen originally thought that his early arrival as a referee would definitely attract the four contestants to come over and talk, but he didn't expect that until he watched the little goblins finish carrying the ingredients, in addition to fighting back and saying hello to him, not to mention the London he had always wanted to know since just now, even Veneto, who was quite familiar with him before, did not come up to say hello.

Sun Wen, who was a little lost, turned his head to look at Xianghe, who had regained his gentle appearance, and sighed in his heart, "It's still a good time for the intimate big sister of the aircraft carrier", and the counterattack quietly came to his side.

"Master, will you please announce the theme of this time?"

"Didn't you say that?" Sun Wen was a little surprised when he looked at the counterattack that bowed and saluted, and he still nodded when he saw that the counterattack was still bowing and did not get up, and said to the three contestants, as well as a string of goblins who were being fed while sitting on the edge of the ring, and a circle of onlookers outside: "The theme of this King of Chef Contest is noodles!"

Saying that, Sun Wen paused, and continued: "And the special proposition is right and wrong!" Saying that, he explained another sentence to the Chinese understanding of Veneto, who has always had problems, "That is, to make noodles that are not noodles!"

Hearing Sun Wen's somewhat smug words, the crowd exploded all of a sudden, and the contestants on the stage, including counterattacks, also pondered. Only Veneto confidently walked directly to the ingredients table, "Italy is the country of noodles. This time the king of chefs, I want you to taste a few times what real Italian food is!"