Shen Jinchu turned his head and saw a slightly chubby young man wearing shorts and a T-shirt, looking at him with contempt on his face: "Look at this thin arm and thin leg, is he embarrassed to say that he has strength?" It's really making people laugh out of their big teeth. ”

The little girl blinked, "oh", and asked seriously, "You do look strong...... So you're a senior chef? ”

The chubby young man was stunned for a moment, and then his face instantly turned red: "Do you think the senior chef is Chinese cabbage?" How can it be everywhere? ”

"Then we all have to participate in the audition," the little girl said with a puzzled expression, "Then why do you think you are better than me?" Because are you stronger than I am? ”

Her tone was so serious that even the staff couldn't help but start thinking about it.

Listening to her mouthful, "You are stronger than me", the young man finally couldn't help but shout: "You look good, amazing? Chefs are not better at what they do! See you at the auditions! ”

After saying that, he dropped the registration form in his hand on the table and left without looking back.

Shen Jinchu blinked and continued to bow his head to verify the information with the staff.

"Let me tell you about the precautions," the staff pointed to the terms on the registration form, "Although there are no requirements for age or level in our competition, each person can only participate in the main competition once in their lifetime, which means that if you pass the audition, then even if you use this opportunity, no matter how many rounds you are eliminated, you will not have the opportunity to participate in the cooking competition again." ”

"Of course, if you don't pass the audition, it won't be recorded," the staff handed the registration form to Shen Jinchu, "If you are sure to participate, sign it here." ”

Shen Jinchu wrote her name dignifiedly, and even if the registration was completed, the staff handed her a small blue plaque with 88 written on it.

"It's quite a coincidence, you are the 88th applicant in Blue Street," the staff said with a smile, "There will be a broadcast to notify the contestants to participate in the audition at the designated location, good luck." ”

Shen Jinchu nodded, trotted all the way back to Jiang Yu with a small card, and greeted the audience in the live broadcast room with a smile: "I'm done!" See! Here's my number plate! ”

[88, sure enough, the cub is the luck of the gods. 】

[The number plates are all in the shape of victory!] 】

[Suck, I'll suck!] 】

"Blue, that's this street," Jiang Yu looked at the people who were still playing in the field, and explained: "The form of the audition is very simple, the ingredients provided by each location are the same, there are many types, and the degree of freedom is very high. ”

Shen Jinchu observed for a while and nodded happily: "Understood!" ”

[Alas, I really want to see the first cooking up close]

[If I'm not mistaken, the cooking contest will only be televised from the second round, right?] I hope that the beginning of the beginning will last until that time......]

[It would be nice if I could directly watch the live broadcast of Chu Chu cooking, like I used to do in the kitchen]

Jiang Yu caught a glimpse of the barrage and said casually: "Then call the live broadcast platform to talk about cooperation with the cooking competition, and do the live broadcast of the whole cooking competition." ”

【？ Who's talking? Little assistant? 】

[What's going on with this kind of domineering president's sense of déjà vu? 】

[To tell the truth, if I were to change the context, I would think that this is a big president who is guiding the country in the office2333]