Walking out of the classroom, the weather was gloomy outside.

It looks like it's going to rain.

Chu Xiangjun felt a lot of pressure in his heart, because he knew from looking at the historical kitchen classics that this exchange student of Harbour University was not just a simple exchange student.

Every year, Harbour University attracts exchange students from excellent universities in Japan and abroad, and it is said that it is an exchange student, but in fact, it is a food competition under the pretext of exchange.

The competition has been held for many years, except for one or two exceptions, the rest are all won by Harbour University, which is why Harbour University has become the best culinary school that many second-generation descendants of catering dream of entering, if the influence of Ouran is the whole country, then the influence of Harbour University is the world.

As a result, each school places a high priority on exchange student slots.

Chu Xiangjun really didn't understand, why Director Li gave himself this year's exchange student quota so calmly, he said that it was for the sake of Jiang Lao's face, Chu Xiangjun felt that this reason was too far-fetched.

Chu Xiangjun took a deep breath, if he lost this competition, it seemed that he would lose face in the school, not only that, but Jiang Lao's reputation would also be implicated because of himself.

Can't lose!

However, Harbour University's orthodox culinary skills, such as pancakes, are not allowed to participate in the competition.

Chu Xiangjun searched for the dishes he knew in his mind, but found that because the system had not started the task for a long time, his knowledge was completely in the theoretical stage.

For each recipe, Chu Xiangjun remembered it, but if he wanted to make it, he still needed a lot of practical exercises.

Not only that, but the ingredients that were hoarded last time were basically used to open the store.

So, if you can start a quest and add some ingredients......

"Ding, all wishes come true, the task is opened, come on good luck master. Chu Xiangjun's voice suddenly sounded rhubarb.

The sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, thunder flashed, and a bright lightning bolt slashed down from the sky, hitting Chu Xiangjun's body, the air around Chu Xiangjun was distorted, and a space-time vortex appeared out of thin air, and Chu Xiangjun was involved.

The wind is howling, and the sand is flying.

Pedestrians were so busy trying to avoid the impending downpour that no one noticed, and a large living person was struck by lightning.

Cast.

Indoor studios.

Film and television bigwigs gathered together at the launch ceremony of the new drama, and after Shangxiang took a group photo, Yang Shuo went to his nanny car, but found that Chu Xiangjun had not yet arrived.

This girl, she called her and asked her to come over quickly, she had something important to look for her, but she was so slow.

The assistant intimately handed over the mobile phone, Yang Shuo was lying on the lazy sofa, the stylist was helping Yang Shuo to prepare for the next crew to film, and Yang Shuo dialed Chu Xiangjun's number, but after calling several times, the other party was not in the service area.

The space was torn, Chu Xiangjun only felt the pain in his heart, the wind whistling in his ears, Chu Xiangjun tried his best to stabilize his body so that he could maintain a balanced state instead of rolling around like just now, but the front was like falling into a bottomless pit, there was no end, and in the end, Chu Xiangjun fell asleep directly because he was exhausted.

When Chu Xiangjun opened his eyes again, what caught his eyes was the antique bed tent and the night pearl.

No, I just wanted to come up with a mission, and the mission came.

Chu Xiangjun turned his head with difficulty, and when he saw the situation next to the bed, Chu Xiangjun was shocked.

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