The woman who handed out the document looked to be twenty-five or sixteen years old, with short, straight hair parted in the middle, a blue and white vertical striped shirt over a short suit (tào), thin ankles under black cropped cigarette pants, and legs tense as if she were about to break the thin heel under her shoes.

"I submitted the physical evidence and related explanations yesterday."

She leaned forward (shēn) and propped one hand on the desk of the president of the organizing committee, and the long silver diamond-shaped earrings between the strands of hair on the side of her face shook for a while.

"According to the competition system, the decision to disqualify Sun Xunqiao should have been issued this morning.

I didn't have to make a trip to your office. ”

The president of the organizing committee put the documents into the drawer with a calm face and said:

"You are the one who reported Sun Xunqiao, doesn't that mean that he will not succeed if he cheats."

"How can you say that! He ......"

"Alright, alright."

The president of the organizing committee raised his hand and made a downward gesture, and quietly put a sigh of sound (jìn) next to the fiercely spoken woman (shēn), listening without hearing it, and calming his heart.

"What kind of competition is the Chef Fairy Star Competition, I have been the president of the organizing committee for more than 900 years, and I know best.

The Chef Immortal Contest looks like a competitive event, but in fact the performance (xìng) is mostly of quality.

To put it bluntly, this competition is a food mecca on the other side of the sea to show newcomers.

Sun Xunqiao, Wu Tao, Ye Shuangliu, Ning Yunya...... Which one is not 出 (shēn) 名门.

Sun Xunqiao has real skills in his hands, and the sponsorship of the Dongguo Culinary Training Institute is not ambiguous at all, and they also came forward to invite Master Shilian of Southern Shaolin to be the deputy judge, giving the organizing committee enough face.

Qiuqiu, Auntie treats you as her own to speak like this.

In fact, no one will take the results and rankings of the Chef Immortal Competition seriously, it's just gilded, who cares about this kind of thing......"

"I care!"

The desk under Ding Qiuqiu's palm was cracked by her debut path, and the Xishengfa (jìn) was violently shattered by the fierce qi she released.

The silver-haired president lady reached out and made a stroke in front of the sound wave (shēn) before it arrived, blocking the lion's roar-like shock wave half a foot away.

"Judge Ding, the organizing committee has received the information you submitted, and some details need to be further verified.

On behalf of the Organizing Committee, I would now like to give you an official reply.

The organizing committee will strictly follow the rules and regulations of the Kitchen Immortal Competition, and conduct a comprehensive and in-depth secret investigation of Sun Xunqiao's contestants, and will not tolerate it once it is verified.

Check before the game, and immediately (jìn) race.

After the game, it is confirmed that we will also seriously pursue responsibility, cancel Sun Xunqiao's competition results and honors, and never let ......"

"Sun Xunqiao, don't want to get a point from me!"

Before the official reply of the president of the organizing committee was finished, Ding Qiuqiu had already slammed the door and left the office angrily.

The president smiled and popped out a few wisps of breeze, and a whisper caught up with Ding Qiuqiu, who was striding away.

"Qiuqiu, just think about what you don't do (qíng), you can't afford liquidated damages, and you can't afford your master's bad old man."

……

Two days later, save the Sun Dog group.

"Bai Hekong: Everyone, let's get here, let's start the first pre-game communication meeting!

Liang De, first of all, talk about Sun Gou's preparation (qíng) situation. ”

"Liang De: Don't have a meeting, Sun Gou is done with the calves, let's disperse, what should I do."

"Dog Days: ???"

"Liang De: As he said himself, the heat is not as good as Ye Shuangliu, the knife work is not as good as Wu Tao, and the spices are not as good as Ning Yunzai, and I am eating new dishes thousands of times a day, but the balance between lethality and deliciousness has not been found.

It melts in your mouth, and you die when you eat it, how can you win? ”

"Bai Hekong: Sun Gou still refuses to use ingredients outside the boundary?"

"Liang De: I don't want to live or die, and I don't want to give it for free.

After the final list of judges for the Chef Fairy Star Contest came out, the range of ingredients he selected was narrower, and he was ready to use only the ingredients that the three judges had in the (shēn) worlds, and he also had to refer to the cooking systems of the three worlds to modify the recipes.

Dancing in three pairs of shackles, can it be good?

Sun Gou Yuanshen was overloaded, and he was in the kitchen in a daze all day today, talking nonsense, and the dishes were not cooked. ”

"Mu Yigui: I had long expected that Sun Gou would drop the chain, so I prepared a final battle weapon for him.

The courier has been sent, Ade, you remember to check it on his behalf. ”

"Liang De: Okay. I'll go see Sun Gou first and talk to him, if the person is finished, no weapons will be used.

Down. ”

Liang De put away his phone and walked into the kitchen (shēn), only to see Sun Xunqiao sitting on the stove, staring blankly at the ceiling.

During this time, he worked hard to develop new dishes, and the martial arts spirit consumed too much, and he was hit by the failure of the new dish, and the spirit fell faster than the US stocks, and it was on the verge of circuit breaker.

Sun Xunqiao's face was yellow and white, the whole person was in a trance, and there were words in his mouth, no matter how he looked at it, it was not normal.

He looked down at the book "Hero's Ingredients and Divine Practices" in his hand, turned a few pages, and said to Liang De:

"Senior brother, I figured it out, the profession of chef is not suitable for me, my heart is so painful, I should write it."

"Don't, don't, don't, senior brother, I've heard of abandoning medicine from the text, you are on a whim, the blood of the beast is boiling, how can it be comfortable to write, you still have a promising career as a chef."

"I've thought about it, the stories of the rivers and lakes are the most flavorful, and if you want to write about martial arts."

"Then you're choosing the wrong subject."

Liang De saw that his Yuan Shen was weak, and he couldn't slow down for a while, knowing that Sun Xunqiao was indulging his flashes to regain his spirit, Suo (xìng) sat next to the stove and chatted nonsense with him.

"Martial arts have long been written badly, Zhuyu is in front, and there are many followers, how can you get out of the house halfway?"

"I've thought about it, let me ask you, "The Legend of the Tang Dynasty", the two protagonists, are they classics?"

"Classic."

""Tian 08", the three protagonists, is it more classic?"

"There is no first, each has its own merits......"

Sun Xunqiao said to himself:

Therefore, the number of protagonists in martial arts is directly proportional to the degree of classicism, and the more protagonists, the more classic.

The reason why many newcomers can't get ahead in martial arts is because they only write one protagonist.

I'm going to use this trip between you and me as a prototype and write a book of "The Heroes of the World"! ”

"Don't ......"

Sun Xunqiao jumped off the stove, his fingers writing and scratching in the air, becoming more and more energetic, as if returning to the light.

"Senior brother, there are those who make heads.

You see, I am a lonely prodigal son, you are the joint overlord, the two of them work together to break through the domain, sweep the virus, clear the universe, and the nine turns of the large intestine are not so qi and return to the intestine......

Wait, in fact, the grid base has a bit of cyberpunk meaning, so the title of the book might as well be called "The Legend of Cyber Heroes: The Two Heroes of the World", what do you think, junior brother? ”

Liang De was speechless and said:

"I think "Double Heroes" and "The Legend of Cyberheroes" are both very good, but you ...... senior brother"

"No way!"

Hey, senior brother, you also know that you can't do it?

Sun Xunqiao took the book and slapped it in his palm, overturning his thoughts.

"There are still too few protagonists, and at most it is at the level of "The Double Biography of the Tang Dynasty", simply double it and write four protagonists!

Four protagonists and four lines, I will do my best to finish it and publish it within this year......"

……

Liang Debiao (qíng) complicatedly exited the kitchen with (shēn), closed the wooden door on the side of the refrigerator, and returned to the living room of the Red Leaf Building apartment.

Li Zhixian bit the seaweed chips and said:

"Still no progress today?

At noon, I saw your senior brother come out and turn around, his eyes were straight, as if he couldn't see anything, and he was very haggard.

With such dedication to cooking, it's no wonder that he cooks so deliciously. ”

"He's focused on cooking, he's fascinated by women."

Liang De gossiped the story of Sun Gou's sealed heart burial (ài) to her in one go, and Li Zhixian's eyes became brighter and brighter when he heard it, and he suddenly jumped onto the sofa.

"There it is! I know how to gild this piece of toilet paper! ”