I heard the sound of hands raised.

At this time, all the candidates withdrew their hands and cast their eyes on this sad person, when they found that it was the 'witch' Zhilin, a rare giant panda-like famous woman among the candidates.

"Miserable!"

"It's miserable—"

This is the unanimous sentiment of the candidates.

Even Lan Feihong couldn't help but glance at the kitchen counter of the 'witch' Zhilin.

"Her soup base is boiled, and the noodles are cooked in it for a while, and then the serving is postponed...... The whole dish is fried! ”

Probably understood why Zhi Lin rushed up to eat exhaust gas, Lan Feihong was silent, and secretly pinched a cold sweat for the disordered order just now, and for himself.

It's dangerous!

Lucky!

He began to rejoice that the examiner had just come to him first, instead of tasting Xia Yan first.

It is true that Lan Feihong is an arrogant and lonely genius, but he is not so arrogant that he loses his brain, on the contrary, he is very rational and does not think that his "Peerless Beauty: The Warrior of the Kingdom Has No Faces" can shake the aftertaste fortress of "Like a Dragon" rooted in the examiner's mouth.

This is a sober cognition, regardless of the level of cooking.

No one can win all the time and lead all the time.

For example, right now, in the first round, Lan Feihong thinks he has lost.

He endowed the pasta with a delicate taste like a gentle township, far less than the spirit and positive energy of the splendid rivers and mountains.

"However, there is a second round for this exam! I can win it back! ”

Lan Feihong was thinking of this, and his ears heard a panicked and sharp female voice:

"Fail?"

It was the 'witch' Zhilin who was screaming out of her voice.

And in front of her kitchen counter, there is the chief examiner who stands with a blank face.

Ignoring Zhi Lin, who was pale and trembling with her hands supporting her delicate body on the kitchen counter, the examiner glanced at the steaming soup pot full of exotic game, and then at the noodle bowl in his hand, he continued to be expressionless, and said in an extremely flat voice:

"It's a pity."

Immediately, he put down the noodle bowl and didn't mean to take a second bite.

There is no second or third bite.

With such a fact, there is no doubt that the performance of "Witch" Zhilin's "Game Noodles" actually flown out of the established plot track of the original book...... To put it simply, it's a rollover!

"Why, my 'game noodles' ......"

Staring at the back of the examiner who turned mercilessly, the corners of Zhi Lin's mouth no longer had a trace of a calm smile, and there was only a miserable look on her face at this time.

"Huh."

The examiner paused and let out a small chuckle of unknown meaning.

He didn't explain, "Those wild meats are gray." ”

If the time can go back to a minute ago, when the examiner "snorted" to eat noodles, then the picture of food unfolding in his mind is probably frogs, hares, pigeons, pheasants, scorpions, bats......

These miscellaneous armies of game, in large groups, launched a charge against a white jade mountain, but the "jade mountain" did not raise its head, but just snorted and spit out an invisible wave of air......

The so-called game meat has also disappeared.

Not even the slightest ripple can stir up!

Witnessing such a tragedy, Lan Feihong was not surprised at all.

The impact force is zero.

Failure to arouse the examiner's interest and appetite means that you cannot pass.

However, the "impact force" is also corresponding, and the contrast between high and low will become more prominent.

However, when his own work was the one that was compared, and the reference was still an insurmountable shining mountain, Lan Feihong felt a relative, as if he felt the despair when Zhi Lin had to submit the "test paper".

I don't know how long it took.

At the end of the first round of exams.

The fourth pass was announced by the examiner for a long time:

"Yangquan Restaurant, Liu Pleiades, pass!"

Clang.

Soon, the golden gong sounded again, which meant that the exam was over.

The candidates looked at each other.

Of the 5 places, only four qualified.

What about the last remaining slot?

'Witch' Zhilin seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, staring at the examiner who came back from the stage.

And Shan Xiong, the sous chef of the 'Julin Restaurant' who was also brushed off, the chef who took out the recipe for "Eight Treasure Noodles" in the original book, suddenly became short of breath.

As for the initiator of the current situation, he is serious and thinking about the second round of 'face-to-face' exam questions.

Looked at.

Lan Feihong, who has always paid attention to Xia Yan, felt a chill in his heart.

In private, he raised his danger level by several notches to strictly prevent death!

……

Somewhere in the exam room.

The senior government member who presided over the first round was reporting to a cold-eyed woman.

Her name is 'Female Tiger Thunderflower', and those who know her are used to calling her Lady Thunderflower, a legendary female chef who is on par with the fairy Abbe.

Of course.

And said that it doesn't mean that cooking skills have to be in a dimensional plane, fairy Abbey's cooking skills really deserve the nickname of "legend", but black and white have no objections to Mrs. Thunder Flower and Abbey saying this together, which is enough to prove that Thunder Flower's cooking skills are not far from Abbey, at least he is also a top Lin chef.

The real examiner of this year's special exam is actually Lei Hua.

She will personally come forward and serve as the examiner for the second round of the 'Face to Face' Armageddon.

"Only 4 people were selected?"

Lei Hua raised her eyebrows in surprise when she heard the report.

In particular, listening to this subordinate praising the third qualified person endlessly, the corners of Lei Hua's mouth curled slightly, and there was a meaningful smile, "Is this the case, this third person has cut off the way and acted as a villain who stands in the way." ”

"If the later person is not good enough to break through his interception, then he really can't be forcibly 'qualified'!"

"[Special grade], it has always been better to lack than to excess!"

As a result, the final four-man roster for the first round was set, and there was no talk of filling the fifth vacant spot.

……

Sunset.

A group of four people, namely Xia Yan, Han Wu, Lan Feihong, and Liu Yuexing, stood in front of the thick gate of the venue under the leadership of the chief examiner.

"You can go in."

The chief examiner said: "This is the real examination room, and you are the real candidates for this special examination." ”

Several people looked at each other, and then, their eyes quickly focused on one of them.

If Lan Feihong is a little vigilant, then Han Wu of the 'Dongjiang Restaurant' is eyes flickering, faintly showing a kind of fear.

"I knew it would be like this, so I would be the first to hand in the papers."

Hearing a muttering to himself, Han Wu, a bald-headed, shirtless macho man with two kitchen knives around his neck, his burly body trembled obviously.

If this guy is the first to "turn in the papers"......

Wouldn't I have been executed in public by his flickering steel sword?

Han Wu shrunk his neck, and his skull was cold.