After the list of matches for the second round was decided, a group suddenly started talking.

This is a group of some young pastry chefs, and everyone usually chats in the group when they are fine, and it is not necessarily serious.

But today's talk is all about the game.

Lou Xiangpeng is a contestant who successfully passed the first round of the competition, and he is well-known among young pastry chefs, but not as good as Zhou Yongqing and others.

Curiosity is something that everyone has, and the list of the second round is out, and everyone who participates in the competition is curious about who their next opponent is.

Even those who have been eliminated or have not participated in the competition are curious. They also have people who are concerned, and the fight is what they want to see.

There was a heated discussion in the group, and soon some people determined their next opponent.

The list was not kept strictly secret, and these players also wanted to know their opponents in advance, not only to prepare in advance, but also to satisfy their curiosity.

Time passed slowly, and more and more people knew who their next opponent was.

However, Lou Xiangpeng didn't know that there was no opponent for him in this group, so he went to other groups to ask, but there was none.

This made him a little confused, and then he asked a well-informed friend, who told him that his next opponent was Gao Dian.

The moment he heard this name, Lou Xiangpeng was suddenly confused, and a question involuntarily popped up in his heart: Who is Gao Dian? Why haven't you heard of it?

He asked his friend again, but his friend replied: "I don't know about this Gao Dian, but the last time I competed with him was Zhang Lan, you can ask her." ”

After getting the news, Lou Xiangpeng turned around and asked Zhang Lan to go.

Zhang Lan is beautiful, and there are many people who like her in the group, and Lou Xiangpeng is one of them.

But he has always buried this intention in his heart and never confided it.

Being able to have a topic to chat with Zhang Lan alone, Lou Xiangpeng was very happy in his heart.

The phone vibrate, Zhang Lan saw the message on the phone, the note was Lou Xiangpeng, she frowned and recalled for a while before she remembered that this person was in the same group as herself.

Lou Xiangpeng: Are you there?

Zhang Lan: Something?

Lou Xiangpeng: I want to ask you something, is it convenient now?

Zhang Lan: What do you say?

Lou Xiangpeng: Do you know Gao Dian?

Zhang Lan: Is he your next opponent?

Lou Xiangpeng: Well, yes, but I haven't heard of Gao Dian, I don't know him. Your opponent in your last fight was him, do you know him?

Zhang Lan: I don't know, this person seems to have appeared out of nowhere.

Lou Xiangpeng: Can you tell me the details of the last game?

Zhang Lan: Actually, there is nothing to say, I lost, and the Sixi steamed dumplings I made lost to the white flour steamed buns he made.

Lou Xiangpeng: !! White-flour steamed buns!

Zhang Lan: Yes, the white flour steamed buns he made won the Sixi steamed dumplings I made. The white-flour steamed buns he made, Guo Lao ate a whole.

Lou Xiangpeng: Hey~ So powerful!

Zhang Lan: Also, I think white flour steamed buns may not be his best pastry.

Lou Xiangpeng: ......

Lou Xiangpeng: I suddenly felt that I was a little unlucky.

…………

After asking Zhang Lan, Lou Xiangpeng's joy of chatting with the goddess was gone.

How powerful is a person who can win with a white-flour steamed bun?

I'm afraid only those few people can compare.

Lou Xiangpeng thought in his heart.

Delicious regardless of the dish, white flour steamed buns can also be delicious. But the problem is that the taste of white flour steamed buns is too simple and bland.

Compared with other complex pastries, white flour steamed buns have few advantages, and perhaps the only advantage is simplicity.

Lou Xiangpeng took a deep breath, he knew that he would lose, there were too many powerful people, and his level was about the same as Zhang Lan, and even strictly speaking, he was a little worse than Zhang Lan.

It's just that he didn't expect to meet such a player in the second round, and he wanted to advance to two more rounds.

Suddenly, he thought that compared to himself, Zhang Lan lost in the first round, so he didn't seem to be so unlucky.

The mood is a lot happier all of a sudden, and if there is something worse, you will get a lot of comfort.

Lou Xiangpeng adjusted his mentality, knowing that he would lose, he couldn't retreat. Being able to compete with a high level is also good for him.

…………

Most of the list of the second round is already known, but Gao Dian does not know that he has been in this industry for too short.

Even before taking the above point master qualification certificate, he could not be regarded as a real entry into the industry.

He didn't join the group, he didn't know many people, and no one told him about his opponent.

Gao Dian thought that everyone didn't know.

What's even more unclear is that someone has not yet competed with him, and he admits defeat in his heart.

At this moment, Gao Dian is practicing in the kitchen. On the stove are steamed buns, steamed buns, and noodles, all of which are raw and not yet cooked.

He was alone at home today, and neither Gao Ran nor Wen Jing came back.

Wen Jing is because of overtime, and Gao Ran doesn't know where to go again.

After practicing for a long time, Gao Dian felt a little hungry, and he hadn't eaten dinner yet.

But it's also simple, ready-made, and you can eat it casually.

Just as Gao Dian was about to make dinner, a phone rang.

Gao Dian washed his hands and picked up the phone.

A low voice came from the other side: "Brother Gao Dian, can you come and pick me up?" ”

"Quiet! Where are you? address to me. Gao Dian heard Wen Jing's voice with some drunkenness.

"Uh-huh, thank you, Brother Gao Dian." Wen Jing said.

Immediately, Wen Jing hung up the phone, and the address was quickly sent.

Gao Dian looked at the address, simply cleaned up and went out.

……

In a hotel, Wen Jing came out of the toilet, her face was already flushed, and she had drunk too much. Fortunately, Wen Jing's amount of alcohol is okay, otherwise I am afraid that it will be completely poured at this time.

Walking into a private room, a large table surrounded a lot of people, and the table was full of dishes that did not eat much, but drank a lot of wine.

"Hey! Wen Jing is back, come here. Someone said.

"Hahaha, Wen Jing, Mr. Zhang has been praising you just now, and you still don't respect Mr. Zhang."

The lively scene, the room full of alcohol, quiet but a little disgusted.

She didn't like such scenes, she didn't like the toast with a fake smile on her face, and she didn't like the entertainment at the wine table.

But there was no way, for the sake of work and life, she could only endure it.

Wen Jing's face was full of smirks again, and she raised her wine glass and said, "Mr. Zhang, I toast you." ”

Mr. Zhang drank it with a smile, and then there was another compliment on the wine table. This contract is very important to them, related to the performance of the month, and also related to the bonus.

It stands to reason that Wen Jing is an intern, and she doesn't need to come over on this occasion, but who makes Wen Jing beautiful?

The drinking continued, and I don't know who suddenly said: "Wen Jing, or you and Mr. Zhang have a drink and a drink." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately began to coax.

"A glass of wine! A glass of wine! ”

Mr. Zhang also looked at Wen Jing with a smile on the side.

Wen Jing sat still, motionless.

"Wen Jing, don't you give Mr. Zhang face?"

"That's it, Mr. Zhang values you so much."

"Have a drink, it's nothing."

Listening to these words, Wen Jing was even more overwhelmed.

At that moment, the door was suddenly pushed open.

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