A total of 5 judges are seated in each room.

Each judge has a 20-point mark, so the maximum total score is 100 points.

The dismal scores made the venue blow through the cold wind.

"What are you kidding, these scores ......"

"Abnormal! Wrong! ”

"These people on the stage are all super elites carefully selected from the year!"

There were quite a few new spectators in the auditorium, riots, uneasy.

The old students, faculty and staff, and a small number of off-campus audiences are relatively calm.

Xia Yan continued to stay in Area B.

His eyes swept to the judges' seat, except for the difficult and difficult to entertain Chitari Oie, several people around him were also review experts who faced the masterpieces of veteran chefs every day.

For example......

The little fat man named Kita Shuji, who blossomed in both the financial and food worlds, and his energy was amazing, and the "Kita Food Research Club" founded by him is also a well-known "food group" in Tokyo, with many celebrity chef members under his command.

Also, a middle-aged man with a dignified face and a calm temperament, Shingo Anton.

One passage is enough to make or break a man who rises or falls in a restaurant.

It's a coincidence.

Last month, the "Dark Castle" was written into his special story by this 'food writer', so the graduates who are now on duty in the group have begun to complain, because no matter who has a shift to entertain guests, it is full all day long.

"It stinks!"

Suddenly.

The loudspeaker in the venue came out with the unbearable voice of the girl host Kawashima Rei.

"Huh?!"

Chitatsuka Orie, who was sitting in the middle of the judges' seat, saw Nao Sadazuka, who had a gloomy temperament, and pushed a dining cart over, on which were lined up with several ramen bowls.

Nao Sadazuka removed the lid from one of the ramen bowls, "Please use it!" ”

"This is my special "Black Laksa Curry"!"

Gross, the smell is stronger.

Qianyu Zhijiang's face was faintly green.

Next to him, several men did not look good, and when the lid was lifted, a large smell of stinky salted fish hit, which was enough to suffocate people.

Immediately afterward, there was a miserable wail from the audience.

The camera swept over, and a group of people were smoked.

Erina Nagikiri commented on this, and said stiffly: "It's like a stinky ditch that is ten times more concentrated!" ”

Xia Yan was very close to her, and when she heard the words, her finger flicked on her smooth head: "Believe me, compared to the real underground stinky ditch, this is already heaven." ”

"Staring—"

The girl stared at him fiercely, and the earrings were slightly red, "Be careful, this is a public place!" ”

"Well, in this case, the camera can't still shoot around us." Xia Yan pointed to the camera position near the stage, and then turned the topic back to the topic of 'cooking', "It's a pity that the 'God's Smell' classmate is in Area A, not here, otherwise he would easily find out the secret of Nao Sadazuka's cooking from the smell." ”

Well? Erina, who was prouder than everyone, was suddenly dissatisfied: "You mean Ryo Hayama?" ”

"Heh, he does have the nose to hunt down delicious dogs."

"But I'm not bad either!"

Xia Yan tilted her head, looked up and down, and looked at her slightly pursed moist cherry lips, "Well, it's not bad, what do you say about your 'tongue', how to describe it......"

Erina looks kind:

"What do you want to say my tongue is?!"

The interaction between the two in the corner of the stage did not last.

"Zero points!"

"Absolute zero!"

Judge Kita Shuji slapped the table and scolded Nao Sadazuka: "What are you kidding, my stomach bag is filled with countless gold and rare delicacies, and I don't need this kind of inhuman dregs ......"

The voice did not fall.

Kita Shuji suddenly looked like someone had his neck stuck, and he couldn't believe it, looking at Chitari Orijiang, who was on the main seat.

The female judge had already picked up her chopsticks and tasted Nao Sadazuka's 'black ramen'.

Cold sweat oozes from his forehead.

But even so, with the chopsticks to pick up a ball of ramen.

The smell of stinky salted fish is getting stronger and stronger.

Faced with the dark cuisine that was disliked by everyone, the pupils of Chitatsu Orijiang suddenly brought a trace of strange confusion:

"Slightly bitter, light sourness."

"What's going on!"

"It's like a toilet that hasn't been cleaned, and suddenly a fruity smell breaks in~"

Shout!

Suck!

One chopstick, two chopsticks.

Chitatsu Orijiang's cheeks were swollen when he ate, and he said amazingly: "'Salted dried fish', not the protagonist of this dish, we are all deceived by the strong smell!" ”

"It's like a piece of fine jade, wrapped in a thick stone skin, and only the most astute stone connoisseurs can dig it out!"

Seeing this, Shingo Ando also began to taste it.

"Hey, there's a coconut milk flavor in the soup base, and there's also a spice substance that seems to be lemongrass."

"I see, to add to the breadth of flavor of the dish?"

Kita Shuji sat down, pulled on his tie, and tasted it reluctantly.

Then, his attitude turned amazingly, his lips trembled obviously, and before he could chew the food, he excitedly shouted with the food: "The umami taste of seafood spreads in the mouth!" My whole body is dancing to this rhythm and rhythm! ”

Whew-

Soon after, the judges wiped their mouths and looked at the empty bowls.

"This "black laksa curry" ......"

"Laksa is the essence of Malay and Singaporean Peranakan cuisine."

"The key is that the main branch is the special stinky salted fish made by the individual, and the flying fish and ghost head knife of the auxiliary materials are used as fillings, but you have all eaten it, the faint melody that is not obvious, like blood vessels and blood, is all over the whole dish!"

"Yes, yes, or that kind of 'unknown', 'unknowable', 'unseeable' thing, is the rhythm of life of this dish!"

"It's like the origin of everything!"

While discussing, give a score.

In the end, Nao Sadazuka scored a total of 89!

Instantly topped Group B!

"Oh!"

The hall was boiling.

The first person with a score of more than 50 did not expect to break through the good limit of 80 points all of a sudden, and only 1 point short of it was the A-level good score of the Yuanyue cooking class!

Chimatari Oie took a deep breath.

In her mind, she was herself with chains all over her body, and step by step, she was dragged into the abyss of eternal darkness by the dark hands that were "unknowable" and "unseeable".

Perhaps, it would be nice to be overwhelmed by that black curry soup? Let me drown in it!

"That kind of 'material' ......" Chitaru Orie looked at Nao Sadazuka with complicated eyes, and was about to open his mouth to explore the secret, when another student pushed the dining cart and arrived in front of the judges' seat.

"New Scarlet Sand!"

Nao Sadazuka stared at the 'secretary' who served the dishes.

"This time, I'll win!" Nao Sadazukka's eyes, hidden in thick bangs, showed a strong flash of confidence, "I want to wash away the shame of the halberd eating in the second year of junior high school, and take the position of Miss Erina's secretary ...... Grab it! ”

If the time goes back two years ago.

Middle school years.

In the bamboo forest, a halberd is already at the end.

The winner, Nito Scarlet, pointed to Nao Sadazuka, who had short hair and a pure temperament, "I won, and from now on, you are not allowed to approach Miss Erina, but wherever she appears, you must retreat to 50 meters away!" ”

This is the end of the thoughts.

Now for Sadazuka Nao's "confidence", of course Shinto Scarlet Shazi knows the reason, and sighed:

"Do you think your 'way of use' can hold me down?"

How to use it?

The five celebrities on the judging table said: "??? ”

What the heck!