Chapter Ninety-Four—A Master in the Culinary World

However, he is right in one sentence, Ye Hao is a smart person and will not get along with his body.

So Ye Hao picked up the drink and slowly drank it into her mouth under the man's gaze.

An Junxian further confirmed that she really eats soft rather than hard, and it seems that the reformulated pursuit strategy this time is in the right direction.

It's just that the process may be slow and very patient, and I hope to succeed before my patience runs out, otherwise he is not sure what he will do.

Ye Hao drank the drink he sent, and the effect was very fast, and her stomach was indeed not so uncomfortable.

"Thank you."

Ye Hao rarely thanked him sincerely, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was like the first bloom of a snow plum.

An Junxian lost his mind for a moment.

Reason coldly told him that at this moment, he was bewitched.

But sensuality murmured again, indulging in this softness and sweetness, wasn't that what he was looking for?

The fingertips sank into the palms, piercing the skin, oozing blood, and the pain made the man withdraw from his distraction.

"It's my responsibility to take care of you." An Junxian responded warmly.

He smiled faintly, except for the eyes behind the lenses, which were as dark as ink, as if something terrible was brewing.

There was a commotion in the chef's lounge.

"Hahaha! I'm enlightened! I'm enlightened! ”

A chef in a chef's uniform dances with a grading paper on his face, with a look of ecstasy on his face.

The chefs who read the scoring paper in their hands one after another were also going crazy with joy, and they were ecstatic one by one.

"Oh my God! These suggestions are absolutely amazing! Is this the national chef himself mentioning something to me?! ”

"Really! Cook my dish the way he did, and I'll definitely win a few awards! ”

"It's scary that he can tell my vices and what I'm good at in a dish! Is he a devil?! ”

"What a devil! It's an angel! Archangel! With these words he mentioned, I can practice hard for ten years less!! ”

"This judge is definitely a national chef... Wrong wrong! Is it Vera Ye? Who is this? How come you've never heard of a name? ”

"Who I don't care who he is! He's my master now! ”

"Although I was eliminated, I must go and thank this teacher!"

As soon as this sentence was written, the chefs who got the scoring papers, whether they were promoted or eliminated, flocked to the judges' seats.

The dozen or so judges on the judges' bench are all familiar, but one man and one woman are unfamiliar faces.

The appearance of a man and a woman sitting together is ridiculously high, they forgot for a moment that this was a cooking competition, and subconsciously thought that they were here to participate in the draft!

Then this Ye Hao is one of the two.

They subconsciously thought it was a male chef, and then their eyes fell on the identity card placed on the judges' bench, and their faces darkened after seeing the words 'An Junxian'.

This is the judge who gave them the worst score of the fifteen judges!

The face is so good, why is the heart so black!

And the identity tag marked 'Ye Hao' is standing next to him, isn't it the female chef who is even more beautiful than a female star?

Sure enough, the most gentle beauty is, right?

Waves of chefs suddenly gathered around the judges' bench, all of them clutching the scoring paper in their hands, and they all rushed to the direction where Ye Hao was.

"Master Ye Hao, thank you so much for your guidance!"

"yes, yes! Master Ye Hao, you are really beautiful and kind, and you are even willing to guide those of us who have been eliminated! I... I'm really impressed! ”

"Master Ye Hao, I have participated in hundreds of cooking competitions, and I can meet a judge like you who will guide us without hesitation!"

"Master Ye Hao is a true master! We thought you were the national chef at first......"

"The national chef is just a name, and the guidance given to us by Chef Ye Zhen has proved how amazing her cooking skills are!"

"Thank you so much, Master Ye Hao, if it weren't for your advice, I might have been stuck in this bottleneck for a few years or more than ten years! You are my benefactor of recreation! I... I'll be your fan brother from now on!! ”

A group of chefs flocked to Ye Hao's judges' bench, excitedly expressing their gratitude, and their expressions were full of joy and complexity after an epiphany.

But the eyes that looked at Ye Hao were all the same, like a young eagle worshipping and looking at the powerful elders who brought them up.

The cameraman noticed this scene and immediately cut to a close-up to capture the scene in front of him in its entirety.

Ye Hao didn't expect her scoring record to cause such a big reaction, so she quickly stood up and waved her hand: "I just gave the most pertinent advice, and I am the judge." ”

No one noticed that An Junxian, who was sitting on the side, had already taken off his fine bone gold wire glasses, and he was slowly wiping them with his head down.

The shadow obscured his true expression, his usual gentleness and grace had long since disappeared, and his pure black eyes were like an abyss, bottomless, and countless terrifying emotions were surging inside.

At this time, his heart was full of anger and disgust, as well as the irrepressible desire to destroy.

Countless images flashed through his mind, including mountains of corpses and corpses, bloody rain, white bones, lava everywhere, floods, and countless magnificent palaces made of stumps, broken arms, and rotting skeletons.

These people in front of Ye Hao have become the prey in his mind, and every minute of the capture and abuse of the prey, he can devise a well-thought-out and feasible plan.

Anger, tyranny, pain, despair, hatred...... The extremely cruel scenes that could not have appeared in the world all existed in his mind at the moment.

The hand that was holding the frame of the glasses was so hard that it almost broke its thin bone.

As if they had a subconscious premonition, the chefs who expressed their gratitude shivered inexplicably and then retreated in unison.

Ye Hao also sat back in her seat.

Xu Long laughed and said, "Xiao Ye, in the future, you will be full of peach and plum in the kitchen world!" We don't have you in the kitchen world! ”

"Don't dare to be, I'm just saying something about the family. In the end, cooking is still a matter of personal understanding and innovation, and I don't dare to be a teacher, just give them some advice. ”

Ye Hao smiled indifferently, there was no trace of vanity on her face, she was always calm as usual, without the slightest fluctuation.

"It's you who are too modest." Xu Long admired Ye Hao's calm and indifferent attitude, and couldn't help but praise again.

After the chefs around Ye Hao retreated, An Junxian calmed down his surging tyrannical mood, and raised his hand to put the thin bone gold wire glasses on the bridge of his nose.

The yin owl full of anger written in the depths of the man's eyes has dissipated a lot, and there is no trace of it under the cover of the lens.

There was a hint of a smile on the handsome face that could bewitch the women of the world, but it was full of indescribable coldness.

His deep obsidian-like phoenix eyes reflected Ye Hao's silhouette, his thin lips opened slightly, and his voice was cold without a trace of ups and downs, "I regret it." ”

(End of chapter)