Chapter 82: Suffering Again is the Handshake
In this round, Zhang Yang almost passed with a perfect score, swept the whole court, and once again took the lead and passed the line smoothly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
As for the chefs who won the championship in the Golden Dragon Hotel in the past without any suspense, they were depressed this time and really unconvinced.
After all, they hadn't tasted each other's dishes at all, and said secretly: "Could it be that the judges have discussed it, praise that kid?" ”
But it's not right to think about it, Jinlong, as the boss of Jinlong Hotel, can't do this, so problematic.
Xiao Baihui was puzzled: "Is it really relying on strength?" ”
"I don't believe that there is anyone in Wuxi County who is better at cooking than me, and even if there is, it can't be that little young."
Now, he has also seen the flamboyance that has always been overwhelming everyone, and he is indeed young, and he does not look like a professional chef.
Most of the people who work as chefs are on the fat side, that's a fact.
But this young man doesn't have the demeanor of a chef.
Speaking of the chef world, the fatter he is, the more he can show the grandmaster style of the chef, and this kid has nothing to do with the grandmaster's style.
Not to mention Xiao Baihui, Jiang Yun was also puzzled, and even really angry, he didn't believe that there were still Grand Slam people, and the full scores in every game were flying everywhere, and they had already broken the historical record.
"Evil Gate, True Evil Gate."
As for Shen Lijun, who originally wanted to get the third place, he was completely dumbfounded.
That's right, the third runner-up seems to be out of the way with him.
Forget it if you don't have a chance, but he still made a bet with the kid next to him, striptease: "This is a miserable loss, but can you dance in a striptease, unless you are embarrassed." ”
With the voice of the masses and the high scores of the judges, Zhang Yang became more and more confident, and the spirit of the royal spirit is a good thing.
In his heart, he already imagined that countless banknotes were drilling into his wallet, and he couldn't stop it.
And with the game, he became more proficient in the use of the Imperial Spirit Technique, and it seemed that he was expected to break through.
At present, his cultivation is still a gray mirror, and he is still in the early stage of the gray mirror, and it seems that if he goes further, he will reach the middle stage.
Unexpectedly, the Golden Sword Tournament could not only provide bonuses, but also help him hone his spirit skills and improve his cultivation, which was also unexpected.
In the crowd outside the venue, Wang He covered his face, although the swelling had subsided after being beaten by Zhang Yang, it was still very painful.
After listening to it for a while, I was surprised to hear many people cheering for Zhang Yang.
"Made, this kid is also participating in the Golden Knife Competition?"
"If I knew this was the case, why bother, wouldn't it be good if I just kicked him out of the Golden Knife Match."
But now it's too late, his father is Wang Zhanshan, director of the Health Bureau, one of the judges on the spot, and Wang He does have a certain ability to kick Zhang Yang out of the game.
But he had no idea in advance that Zhang Yang would participate in this kind of event.
You must know that Zhang Yang is just a track and field athlete, how can he get involved with the chef, although their family runs a restaurant.
But the world is so magical, athletes who can't stir-fry are not good chefs, and now, a chef with a kitchen knife on the court is a good athlete.
It is unimaginable that a chef and a track and field athlete can appear in Zhang Yang's body together, and all of them are top-notch.
If you don't believe it, now the voice in Wanda Plaza, I don't know how many people have shouted Zhang Yang's name.
The more Wang He thought about it, the more angry he became, and when he saw the confident bravado on the stage, he wanted to go up and overthrow his stage, smashed the wok, and splashed him with Arowana oil.
Suddenly, a beautiful figure appeared in his sight, the woman who was intoxicated and fascinated at a glance, also standing in the crowd, cheering for a certain chef on the stage with several women around him.
Wang He squeezed into the crowd, came to the other party's side, suddenly lost his whole body, took a few deep breaths, adjusted his emotions, and immediately smiled like a gentleman, and showed a bright chrysanthemum smile to the very beautiful woman: "Hey, hello beauty, we meet again." ”
When Bai Ya saw Wang He, she suddenly thought of a very funny scene, and sneered: "It turned out to be you." He naturally remembered Wang He.
Wang He was very surprised, the other party actually remembered himself, could it be his charming charm that made the other party forget, good opportunity, on.
Immediately stretched out his hand and said to Bai Ya: "Reacquaint yourself." ”
Bai Ya looked at Wang He's outstretched hand, shook it with Wang He without hesitation, and then smiled sweetly: "It's nice to meet you, hello." ”
Then he held Wang He's hand and held it tightly.
Zhang Tiantian, Zhang Hui and the others all changed their faces, they didn't understand how Bai Ya had such a good relationship with Wang He, they all knew Wang He, who was a local gentleman, don't look at people with a righteous face, they don't know how to mess around behind their backs.
Bai Ya didn't seem to care, and smiled sweetly at Wang He, her smile was very beautiful, like a spring breeze.
However, when Bai Ya shook hands with him, Wang He's face changed, and in the next moment, the whole person bared his teeth, and then cold sweat flowed down.
Facing Bai Ya, he bared his teeth and said, "Let go." ”
Bai Ya still laughed harmlessly, and said, "I forgot your name last time, can you tell me what your name is?" ”
Wang He's face turned pale and he was in pain: "Let go." ”
"Oh, are you okay, aren't you feeling well?" Bai Ya followed Zhang Yang and learned it thoroughly, and she also learned this trick, although what she said sounded good to others.
But only the person concerned knows how vicious and painful the current situation is, and only he knows.
For example, when it comes to shaking hands, can you not use a lot of force, at least not pinch people's fingers?
"Poof."
Because of the large number of people, Wang He really didn't dare to call out, and knelt directly on the ground.
"Let go, sister, please let go."
Wang He knew that this woman was not something he could hook up with, and this hand strength was even bigger than the last time, and now, her fingers were about to be pinched off, but this woman just didn't let go, and she didn't let go.
Now I'm begging for mercy, and I won't let go.
Bai Ya asked with helpless concern: "What's wrong with you, why do you kneel on the ground, get up quickly, the ground is very hard, it will be uncomfortable." ”
Zhang Tiantian, Zhang Hui, Zhang Liang, and several people around them were stunned, and finally they saw something, Bai Ya was very dark, and knelt Wang He down.
Zhang Tiantian still knew something, and the others were dumbfounded, but they still didn't understand what was going on, why Wang He knelt down.
The crowd of onlookers thought that this scene was a marriage proposal on the spot.
But after all, Wang He didn't hold a handful of roses, nor did he give a ring, and his face was painful, which was like a marriage proposal, like begging for mercy.
Bai Ya saw that Wang He was almost stunned by herself, so she let go, and then said with an innocent face: "I'm sorry, I'm too nervous, that's why I pushed so hard, don't kneel, get up quickly." ”
got cheap and behaved, Wang He almost wanted to kill someone.
Just glanced at Bai Ya with a simple face, this beautiful woman is really terrible, she is simply not human, it is too poisonous.
didn't dare to stay longer at all, and hurriedly fled out of the crowd.
At this point, Wang He has completely had a fear of the action of shaking hands, and he has never dared to shake hands with others in his life, and he has a psychological shadow for a lifetime.