Song Dongchang was talking with people with great interest, Wei Ran's appearance, he didn't care much, after a while, Wei Ran was still looking at himself, he couldn't help but wonder: "This friend, do I know you?" ”

"Song Da Shishen, it's normal that you don't know me, I'm just a nobody." Wei Ran touched his nose.

"You look familiar, have we met somewhere?" Song Dongchang took a closer look at Wei Ran and said.

"Oh, I also participated in this year's God of Food Competition." Wei Ran smiled slightly.

"No wonder I think you're familiar, it turns out that you also participated in the God of Food Competition!" Song Dongchang suddenly realized.

"I finally made it to the finals, but I didn't expect to fail in the end, alas, if only I had Song Shishen's superb cooking skills." Wei Ran sighed helplessly.

"Finals?" Song Dongchang paused slightly, then asked again, "You entered the finals of the God of Food Competition?" ”

Wei Ran saw the subtle change in Song Dongchang's expression in his eyes, and said quietly: "Yes, in the end, I don't know why, my tongue suddenly lost its sense of taste, fortunately, I had no hope of winning the championship, otherwise I would definitely regret it for the rest of my life." ”

"That's so unlucky, and now, has your sense of taste returned?" Song Dongchang took a sip of red wine and smiled.

"It's a little bit better, it has to be very heavy food for me to taste it." Wei Ran's face was not red, and his heart did not skip a beat.

"It's good to be able to recover, I hope you don't give up." Song Dongchang encouraged.

"Thank you, I'll try to keep up with you." Wei Ran was "flattered" and said.

After greeting Song Dongchang, Wei Ran returned to Liu Ming's side, and Liu Ming couldn't wait to ask, "How is it, did you ask something?" ”

"I'm 100% sure of him." Wei Ran smiled lightly.

"How?" Liu Ming said curiously.

"When he heard that I had participated in the God of Food Contest and made it to the finals, the normal reaction was surprise, but he wasn't, he paused, and then asked me again." Wei Ran analyzed in an orderly manner.

"But this doesn't confirm that he did it!" Liu Ming didn't know why.

"Don't worry, I'm not done yet." Wei Ran touched his nose and said, "Let me ask you, when you know that I lost my sense of taste in the God of Food Competition, what was your first reaction?" Don't think, say your first thought. ”

"Why do you lose your sense of taste?" Liu Ming expressed his doubts according to his words.

"Right! I believe that no matter who I talk to about this, the first instinct is to ask, why am I losing my sense of taste? Wei Ran said, looking at Song Dongchang not far away.

Liu Ming also glanced at Song Dongchang and said in surprise: "Didn't he ask this?" ”

"That's right, he asked me if my sense of taste had returned." Wei Ran smiled, which shows that this guy knows how he lost his sense of taste, so he will directly ask if he has recovered.

"It's really him!" After listening to Wei Ran's analysis, Liu Ming also reacted, it was the first time he heard Wei Ran talk about the God of Food Competition, so he didn't know that Wei Ran had lost his sense of taste.

"Well, it's definitely him." Wei Ran affirmed that a chef who loses his sense of taste is absolutely fatal, and this revenge is not a gentleman.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" Originally, Liu Ming still had a good impression of Song Dongchang, after all, he was a top figure in the chef industry, but after Wei Ran said this, he was a little ashamed of his villainous behavior.

"I want you to help me find out, who are the other two people who have entered the finals of this year's God of Food Competition, except for me and Song Dongchang." Anyway, it's not the first time he's troubled Liu Ming, and Wei Ran isn't polite to him, so he can only pay it back slowly.

"It's easy, give me a little time." Liu Ming said with a relaxed face.

"Okay, that's for you."

The dinner officially began, Wei Ran locked the behind-the-scenes commander Song Dongchang, he was in a good mood, he was not polite to Chen Jianfeng, and enjoyed the food with Liu Ming and Liu Bailu.

After enjoying the dinner, there are other programs, but this has nothing to do with Wei Ran and others, Liu Ming still has one thing in mind, that is, to introduce Cai Mingjie to Wei Ran.

"I'm finally going to meet the legendary character, I'm so nervous!" Wei Ran was not nervous at all.

"Don't tease me, I've never seen you nervous." Liu Ming led the way in front of him, and couldn't help but turn around and say, even if he was taken to the rooftop by a few sunspots a few days ago, he was still very calm and calmly waiting for the rescue, which also shows that he is not a reckless man, he knows how to endure, and the big husband can bend and stretch!

Who says I don't have nervous moments? When I handed a love letter to a girl for the first time before, the little one was about to jump out, Wei Ran thought secretly, but don't say this kind of thing, lest they laugh at themselves in the future.

followed Liu Ming around a few times, and finally came to the kitchen, but unfortunately, the kitchen is heavy, and outsiders are not allowed to enter, even Liu Ming, in desperation, Liu Bailu took out his mobile phone and dialed Cai Mingjie's phone.

Cai Mingjie didn't answer the phone, Liu Bailu bit his lip, a little dissatisfied, and was about to continue to fight when a tall man in a white chef's uniform appeared.

"Why don't you answer the phone?" Liu Bailu puffed up and said, it's too faceless.

"There are too many germs in mobile phones." Cai Mingjie said expressionlessly.

Presumably this is Cai Mingjie, Wei Ran took a serious look at Cai Mingjie, thin and tall, with a straight and white face, he is an out-and-out handsome guy, the fly in the ointment is that he is really a poker face.

"Too many bacteria" Liu Bailu rolled his eyes and ignored him no more.

The reason why Cai Mingjie said that there are too many bacteria on his mobile phone is because he cleans his hands very carefully every time he cooks, which is enough to show that he is a chef, a person who is strict with his cooking skills, and a perfectionist.

"Mingjie, are you still busy?" Liu Ming took over the conversation and said.

"The banquet is over." Cai Mingjie nodded.

Although he was a little unanswered, Liu Ming didn't care, he understood the meaning of Cai Mingjie's words, the banquet was over, so he was busy.

"Well, I'll introduce you to a friend, it's him, named Wei Ran, who is also a chef, and, I can assure, his cooking skills are definitely not below you." Liu Ming solemnly introduced Wei Ran.

"Cooking is not under me?" Cai Mingjie's eyes lit up, and he rarely glanced at Wei Ran seriously, and when he saw his hanging left hand, he frowned slightly, and then returned to his expressionless face.

"Uh, hello, I've heard a big name for a long time, I'm Wei Ran." Cai Mingjie just stared at himself and didn't say hello, Wei Ran said a little embarrassed.

"What's wrong with your hand? Don't know how important your hands are to a chef? What kind of exquisite cooking skills can a person who doesn't even care for his own hands have? Cai Mingjie is serious.

Liu Ming and Liu Bailu were dumbfounded, this was the first time they had heard Cai Mingjie say such a long word, it was amazing.

Big brother, do you think I'm willing to break a bone? Wei Ran said with black lines on his head: "It's not that I don't care about the accident, I don't have the habit of self-harm." ”