At the same time, Sikong Jing is filling out the registration form at school to prepare for the Young Chef Grand Prix to be held in a month's time.

What happened in Lan Ruochunyang last night made her not sleep well all night. I got up early this morning, and I wanted to call Ah Jiu to ask, but I didn't dare to call for fear of disturbing him. I thought in my heart, when I went to find Fu Yangwei in the afternoon, I went to Lan Ruochunyang by the way to see if I could help anything.

Sikong Jing filled out the form, paid an additional 100 yuan registration fee and two two-inch photos, and the formalities were officially completed.

The teacher in charge of the chef contest has been looking at her with complicated and strange eyes.

"Are you sure you want to play?" According to their understanding, although this student has studied well, there is still a big gap between him and being able to participate in the competition.

"Pretty sure." Sikong Jing bent down and thanked him, "I'm sorry for you, teacher." ”

"Oh! Okay, it's okay, no trouble. The teacher nodded again and again, thinking that this year's competition in their school can have such a high appearance, it is also a gimmick, maybe it will be in the limelight at that time!

"Don't worry, there will definitely be a place for our cooking school to participate in the competition this year." The teacher patted his chest and promised.

"Don't you have to be selected in the school first?" According to her understanding in her previous life, there are only two places for each culinary school, and the selection in the school is already very cruel, and those who can be selected must be elites, after all, they want to make a name for the school.

If you can make a small show in the competition, then you don't have to worry about your future work. There will be a lot of big hotels, scrambling to invite people.

The middle-aged male teacher said happily: "No need, I think you are good, and you and Qi Ruo will participate on behalf of our school when the time comes." ”

After all, their school is only a vocational and technical college, and the chefs trained every year are only novices when they arrive at the hotel restaurant, which is not comparable to the chefs of those top culinary colleges and five-star hotels.

Every year, every year at the bottom, it seems that there is fierce competition for the competition for the participation places, but in fact, it is ridiculed and embarrassing to go. It's just that the school doesn't let the people who come back from the competition say, so these freshmen don't know.

This year, I originally planned to let Qi Ruo and Yi Lingling go together. Yi Lingling's family has a famous time-honored brand [Wuwei Building] as a gimmick, and he can fool around when the time comes. But now Sikong Jing can also be a gimmick, so it's better to replace her.

After all, Yi Lingling studied beauty salons, and if someone debunks it at that time, it will be a coke.

"Teacher, is the person you are talking about Qi Ruo?" She heard her right, right? That's Qi Ruo, the future three-Michelin-starred chef.

"That's right! is Qi Ruo, a top student at the film school next door. He is usually busy with his studies, and he doesn't come to us very often, so you may not know him. ”

Sikong Jing calmed down his stunned emotions and smiled secretly in his heart. How could she not know that Qi Ruo, who would not only be the pride of their school in the future, but also the pride of the Chinese. The story about him has long been a well-known story in the world of chefs.

It is said that Qi Ruo was born into a family of artists, but he loved to cook since he was a child. When I was in college, I quietly enrolled in a famous school of cooking at the Culinary Technology Institute near the school without telling my family. After graduating from university, he went abroad to study at Le Cordon Bleu International College.

Le Cordon Bleu is the best culinary school in the world, producing many Michelin-starred chefs.