As the start of the game approached, it was clear that there were fewer spectators than ever before, and it was no wonder that ordinary spectators who were only interested in the outcome of the match would not want to continue watching the game after the outcome was decided. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Dongpingmen has not appeared, until his three reluctant assistants came belated, he still did not appear, the judges have been seated, the game is about to start, just when everyone thought that Dongpingmen was going to abandon the game, there was less than half an hour left, Dongpingmen finally appeared alone at the game site. The spectators and the judges were dissatisfied with his late arrival, and now they saw him come with a gloomy expression, and the discussion was louder than before, buzzing like a swarm of disturbing bees. This statement is just for the sake of sounding, Su Miaoxiang may be in the eyes of Dongpingmen, who are in a bad mood, those people on the viewing platform who don't understand the situation but like to chew their tongues are more like a swarm of flies.

Su Miao and Huiwei have been sitting at the front of the VIP seat waiting for the start of the game, and there are very few VIPs today, so the seats are not crowded. Even Huiwei thought that Dongpingmen probably abstained and conceded defeat, and when Dongpingmen arrived at the venue at the last moment, Huiwei was stunned for a moment.

"I thought he didn't want to compare." He said.

Su Miao didn't say anything, and quietly looked at the Dongping Gate coming from a distance.

Today's Dongpingmen is very different from before, saying that Dongpingmen is not like the chef is also saying that his dress, the chef needs to be highly concentrated when cooking, and the action should be agile and fast, so the general chef will wear a short dozen clothes separated from the upper and lower clothes when he goes to the stove, no matter what kind of dress he wears every day, in order to be convenient and flexible but also for his own safety, standing in front of the stove is to change clothes, like the aftertaste is a special case, but Dongpingmen he, Su Miao does not think that he will be more flexible than the aftertaste, but standing in front of the stove, he has always been wearing an elegant robe, It's not that no chef will wear it like this, there is a type of chef who only needs to guide his subordinates and never needs to go to the stove, but in Su Miao's opinion, the kind of chef who doesn't go to the stove is simply a waste wood that loves to pretend to be garlic, and it is completely useless, so today when he saw that Dongpingmen replaced a set of light gray short fights separated from the top and bottom, Su Miao was slightly surprised, and also mentioned his interest.

The three assistants of Dongpingmen were obviously pale, after Dongpingmen arrived, the three of them rubbed for a while, one of them was the most often peacemaker Liu Sheng thought about it, stood up curtly, and greeted him first, although the other two did not look good, but after thinking for a while, they still followed Liu Sheng.

Liu Sheng walked to Dongpingmen's side, tried to squeeze out a smiling face, forcibly suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart, and asked:

"Big brother, why are you here?"

Dongpingmen didn't look at his face, but just lightly left a sentence:

"You don't have to go on stage today."

After saying a sentence lightly, he turned around and stepped onto the stage as if no one was around, ignoring the three assistants behind him whose faces had changed color.

The faces of Liu Sheng, Xu Shan and others became ugly in an instant, because it was so sudden that they didn't even know how to answer, and they were just assistants to assist Dongpingmen, and they really couldn't say anything if Dongpingmen didn't let them come to the stage, so they could only watch Dongpingmen come to the stage.

The distance is not far, plus it happened right in front of her, looking at the atmosphere, Su Miao can also guess it, paused, the corners of her lips rose slightly, she took out a red head rope to tie her hair from her sleeve, and braided the long hair scattered on her shoulders into a braid and half tied it behind her head, fixed it with a golden hairpin.

Aftertaste quietly watched her braiding her hair intently, and after she fixed the braid at the back of her head, he didn't make a sound, but reached out and pushed the hairpin on her head, holding her long hair as smooth as a cloud more steadily.

Su Miao waited for his hand to leave her hair before she stood up and walked straight to the stage.

Cheng Tie, Zhao Ping and Feng Erniu immediately gathered over and gathered in front of the steps of the stage, Su Miao stopped, glanced at them, and then looked at the three unconvinced assistants on the opposite side and a chef who calmly stood on the stage to prepare the ingredients by himself, paused, and said to Cheng Tiedao:

"Since you don't need an assistant over there, you don't have to go on stage today."

Cheng Tie was stunned for a moment, a little surprised that a person like Su Miao, who does his own thing, would actually obey his opponent, but after thinking about it, this should not be obedience, she should have her own ideas, so he nodded in response.

Feng Erniu opened her mouth and looked at Su Miao with a blank expression.

For Su Miao, Feng Erniu's age in the industry should not be too young, but she often shows an expression that is out of condition, which makes her feel that she is a little tender, and she reached out and rubbed Feng Erniu's hair, she sighed.

Feng Erniu's already dazed expression became more and more dazed at this time, the warmth brought by the palm just now had not subsided, she only felt that her heart was lifted up, and the roots of her ears began to burn. She watched Su Miao go on stage with a dull expression, but when she turned around, she was faced with the eyes of the aftertastes who were still sitting in the front row. This is the first time that Feng Erniu knows that the original aftertaste will also stare at people motionlessly, but he obviously has no expression, and there is nothing in his dark eyes, but she has a feeling of falling into a bottomless ancient well, and she is about to be creepy.

Aftertaste glanced at Feng Erniu indifferently, and then looked away, which made Feng Erniu breathe a long sigh of relief.

Su Miao had already come to the stage, and he didn't want to sit in the corner anymore, so he stood up to find the best place to watch the game, and as soon as he turned around, a little man in Tsing Yi actually stood in front of him, blocking his way.

Aftertaste, his eyes sank, and he looked at the girl, sixteen or seventeen years old, with a very prominent appearance, thick eyebrows and eyes, a rouge mole at the corner of his lips, and a smile revealing two sharp tiger teeth.

The girl in Tsing Yi was startled by the sudden gloomy of the aftertaste, and a layer of cold sweat actually broke out on her back, but she was a bold one, and she quickly calmed down, bent her knees with a smile, and said:

"The slave maid said hello to the third son, the third son, our girl heard that the third son was here to watch the game and came over, and wanted to invite the third son to come over and talk for a while."

Aftertaste is disgusted by this kind of unruly maid from the bottom of my heart, his face becomes more and more unsightly, and his tone is so cold that it seems to be able to become ice when it falls:

"Who are you?"

The face of the girl in Tsing Yi was slightly stiff, and she hurriedly saluted again, and replied obediently:

"The slave is fine, and the master of the slave is Miss Xue." As he spoke, he pointed not far away.

Aftertaste looked in the direction of her fingers, but saw that under the pergola not far away, a graceful and dignified beauty was sitting elegantly on an ebony chair under the shed, with many guards beside her, and three or four maids waiting beside her, the beauty with a light veil in the mask lit up when she saw Aftertaste's eyes, even if she was wearing a veil, people could read her excitement from the brilliance she exuded.

Looking at the past along the fingers of Xianyi, there is not only an aftertaste, but also the Su family.

"Who's that?" Su Chan instinctively felt that something was not right, and frowned unhappily.

"A girl's family can't speak elegantly?" Su Xian reprimanded with fire, paused, stared at Xue Mingzhu's face with a slightly cold expression, and snorted disdainfully, "Where did that fox girl come from?" ”

The pure lady on the side couldn't help but think: Is the statement of "fox" more elegant than "girl"? (To be continued.) )