"Ryo Hayama!"

Judges.

From beginning to end, the only thing that Xia Ya has been concerned about is this owner of the "God's Sense of Smell".

Watching with interest Ryo Hayama's cooking unfolded.

The head of the sea bream.

Fish head curry?

Seeing that Ye Shan Liang was kneading the dough next, and it seemed that the dish was more inclined to pastry, Chitatsu Xia Ya had a strong interest:

"Fish head, naan, how do you combine?"

And off the field.

Seeing the familiar teaching assistant pinching naan, Shiomi Jun suppressed and exclaimed, "Could it be—"

She obviously knows the secret of Hayama Liang's dishes, and this dish is absolutely powerful and delicious.

It's just that.

Ryo Hayama, who was already standing in front of the curry soup pot, clearly showed hesitation.

"If it's a normal day, boiling it with ordinary lemongrass and coconut milk is enough to achieve my 'aroma' goal......"

Ye Shanliang didn't have to look up left and right to observe, through the "God's sense of smell", he could see almost the entire game situation in Area A outside the kitchen counter where he was standing.

Or rather, the aroma that wafted on the field fell in his olfactory realm, forming a three-dimensional observation map.

"Mito is glamorous, Kurokiba is ......"

The names swept through my heart, and they were all outstanding performers who caused a riot in the audience after being featured on the broadcast camera.

Of course.

Ye Shan Liang will not say that in his heart, a name is particularly threatening.

"Kohei Soma!"

Following a faint breath, he found the position of the same group of Kohei Chuangzhen.

Ryo Kohei, who didn't care about Soma Kohei, who was sitting cross-legged on a chair drooling and sleeping, Ryo Hayama built his own "network of smell" and tried his best to spy on the kitchen counter, the pot where the soup was already boiling and steaming.

"Cumin, cardamom, onion."

"And!"

"That kind of 'material' ......"

After discovering that Xingping also used foul ingredients, Ye Shan Liang immediately put aside all hesitation, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a confident arc: "Very good, the direction and focus of this round of cooking auditions, unconsciously, have been transferred to the use of unfamiliar materials for the competition?" ”

"Heh, how can I, who claim to control the "aroma", lose to a group of you half-people in this field and in the way of application!"

Click, put down the jar of lemongrass.

Seeing that Ye Shanliang was also cutting lemons, sitting in the faculty seat, quietly, Xia Yan, who did not have a high sense of existence, sighed in his heart.

Ooh.

I thought that this proud "God's Smell" student would insist on using conventional weapons to break through the foul material.

It seems that Ye Shan Liang is not a dead brain, a string of stupid goose, realizing that the plot of the trial is seriously wrong, and after the war is unprecedentedly hot, he is also empty.

At the judge's seat, Chitaku Natsuya, who was sitting cross-legged in a white dress, pointed to the location of Ye Shan Liang's kitchen counter:

"It's that weird 'lemon' again!"

Isshiki Hui stood not far from the chair, and in the original book, it should have been Ruishan Edaza who was also in charge of entertaining the curry queen.

"Huh!"

What else can I say, from beginning to end, I know where the 'lemon' material is produced in Isshiki, and I can only smile with embarrassment but politeness.

And he muttered in his heart:

"The kind of pepper that spills white **."

"A lemon with its own glow."

"Didn't I just see you yesterday in my own farm? Xia Yanjun distributed the 'materials' to everyone? ”

There is another explanation, that is, these products are not unique to Xia Yanjun, and he is only one of the communicators, so where did the elites who have tacit understanding of using this kind of 'material' on the stage get it?

Isshiki's thoughts began to get confused.

……

From Zone A, transfer to Zone B.

This time, Xia Yan did not quietly find a place to sit in the guest seat, but went straight to the judging table.

Sitting here is another of the 'Curry Queen Sisters', the younger sister Chimatari Orie.

""Sitting on the seat?"

Qianyu Zhijiang spoke first and took the initiative to say hello.

Compared with her sister Chiri Xia Ya, her personality seems to be quieter, and she smiled lightly, "I've admired your name for a long time." ”

"You may not know how many food groups are eyeing you, and the reason why no one has made a move is because the Nagi family and the head of Donjima have already said hello, otherwise, the threshold of the Polestar dormitory will be smashed."

Belch.

Xia Yan noticed that Qianyu Zhijiang was looking at him with a flickering gaze, and there was a strange flush on his cheeks.

“？？！”

Wrong.

Big sister, aren't you the concubine of Yishihui, in the original book, she said that she would drop out of school immediately, and she would also raise Yishihui for a lifetime, and she spoke an amazing female boss in the year.

"Ahem!"

Erina Nagikiri, who was in charge of entertaining Chimatari Orie, coughed heavily and wrote her displeasure on her face.

"What's going on in Zone A?"

"It's intense."

Xia Yan looked at the venue.

The outstanding characters in Group B, Megumi Arida, Alice, Scarlet, Yuhime Yoshino, Miyoko Hojo, etc.

Hey, it's a coincidence that the big screen above the stadium is giving Alice a close-up.

Alice's kitchen table furnishings, compared with other contestants in the same group, are simply the difference between the laboratory and ordinary cooking professors, and all kinds of tall instruments and equipment make the students in the stands sweat coldly.

"Blast freezer."

"Telecentric separator."

It turns out that the way of a chef is not enough for liver, but also for krypton?

Sure enough, wherever Kryptonite went, he was covered in golden light!

“…… She mashed the potatoes, sifted them, and stirred the coriander into them, was she making some kind of 'pie' crust? ”

Qianyu Zhijiang was surprised.

Natsuyan noticed Nao Sadazuka and Miyoko Hojo.

"Nao Sadazuka, then again, this is a good seedling of 'dark cuisine'." Xia Yan said secretly, "Her cuisine is just bad in appearance, like a black magic black witchcraft poison, a delicious core, and my path is unexpectedly suitable!" ”

Compared with Nao Sadazuka, a female idiot who follows her, the strong, plump Miyoko Hojo is also quite in line with Xia Yan's taste.

Take a look.

The sturdy arms of the stable Chinese big iron pot, the big physique, and the arm strength is amazing.

Having said that, unlike the original book, Miyoko Hojo joined the 'Dark Cuisine Club', that is, the former Chinese Cuisine Research Association, and now, she is considered a female general under Xia Yan.

Thinking of this, Xia Yan touched his chin and thought: "The strange power is amazing, the bones are strange, you want to introduce her to Lei Hua, and let the 'Iron Lady' train her well?" ”

Time ticks and ticks.

"Cooking time is over."

The voice of the host Rei Kawashima resounded in the two venues: "Next, enter the review stage." ”

And censorship, is the beginning of the nightmare for ordinary students.

33 points!

28 points!

31 points!

6 points......

The numbers that were far away from the passing line made the venue feel cold.