Favored and seductive: sweet wife with amnesia, see you at night

It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that Ming Wei gradually fell asleep, but she didn't know if it was because of nervousness, she didn't sleep peacefully and had many messy dreams.

One of them is that she won No.1 in the pastry competition, and she was about to go on stage to accept the award happily. Suddenly, Arlene stood up, pointed at her and said loudly: "She cheated! Her champion is determined by default! This competition has Shady!"

There was an uproar at the scene, and all the audience scolded her, laughed at her, told her to roll down, and threw eggs and flour at her.

In the end, the judges had no choice but to appease the anger of the audience and decided to award the trophy to No.2.

Seeing that the trophy and prize money in her hands were about to be taken away, Ming Wei was so anxious that she shouted, "I didn't! I definitely didn't bribe the judges..."

With this shout, Ming Wei woke up, looking at the familiar ceiling, she gradually regained her senses.

Fortunately, it was a dream.

She breathed a sigh of relief, sat up, picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table and looked at it, it was exactly seven o'clock in the morning.

It takes about an hour to take a car from here to the competition location, including the time of traffic jams, and the competition starts at nine o'clock, and the pastry chefs participating in the competition need to enter the venue half an hour earlier.

Ming Wei didn't dare to delay, she hurried to wash up, and then applied a hot towel to her swollen eyes.

But when he went downstairs to have breakfast, Sheng Shenzhou still noticed it.

"Didn't sleep well?" he asked.

Ming Wei resisted the urge to yawn, shook her head, said nothing, and sat down to eat breakfast.

Halfway through the meal, she suddenly remembered the dream from last night, raised her head and asked Sheng Shenzhou: "You didn't bribe the judges, did you? I don't want the default No.1.

"No." Sheng Chenzhou said.

Ming Wei was dubious: "Really?"

Sheng Chenzhou was a little unhappy, and said with a cold face: "If you say no, you don't have it."

Ming Wei pursed her lips and complained in a low voice: "Why are you so fierce, I didn't mean it, who told you that you have a criminal record... oh!"

Suddenly Sheng Chenzhou gagged her mouth, her complaints stopped abruptly and was swallowed by the man.

Before going out, Ming Wei's cheeks were still flushed.

Miaomiao didn't know why, so she asked worriedly: "Mom, your face is so red, are you sick?"

According to his current cognition, his face is very red only when he is sick.

Ming Wei shook her head in embarrassment: "No, maybe the heating is too high."

The final venue of this pastry competition is a well-known Chinese restaurant in Dongcheng. This restaurant specializes in traditional refreshments, and usually reservations are required to get a seat.

The butler arranged for a car to take Mingwei to the restaurant at exactly 08:30. Before entering the competition venue, the contestants had to check whether the things they brought with them violated the rules.

After the inspection, the staff took Mingwei through an antique long corridor, and came to a large open kitchen, where each contestant's workbench had been arranged, and all kinds of pastry materials and tools needed Everything is available.

Ming Wei was assigned to workbench No. 5.

She looked around and found that all the contestants had arrived. Some of these contestants were about her age, and some were old masters in their 50s.

The younger pastry chefs are all looking at each other and guessing each other's strength. In comparison, the two master chefs are the calmest, and they must have participated in this kind of competition long ago.

One of the male pastry chefs in his twenties came over, raised his chin and asked Ming Wei, "Are you the gold medal pastry chef from Shengshi Hotel?"

While talking, he took a special look at the nameplate on Mingwei's workbench. The nameplate had the names of the contestants and which restaurant, pastry shop or private chef they came from.

This person clearly knew who she was, but he still wanted to ask, and his tone was so dismissive, Ming Wei felt that the person who came was not kind.

She looked at the badge that the other party was pinning on. There was only the name on the badge, and the word "Sun Hang" was written on it.

Sun Hang?

It was him.

Ming Wei heard from Master Zhou that Sun Hang is the proud disciple of another traditional pastry chef in China. He is only 25 years old this year. He shines in this competition and is a favorite to win the championship.

No wonder so proud.

Ming Wei took another look at him. He was thin and tall, with a fair complexion, small eyes, but a big mouth, which was a little protruding, making his face look a bit weird.

Ming Wei looked at him and said flatly, "Yes, my name is Ming Wei."

Sure enough, Sun Hang showed a contemptuous expression: "I heard that you got in by recommendation. Hmph, I advise you to withdraw from the competition early if you don't have that ability, and be careful of being at the bottom."

Ming Wei smiled faintly: "I'm sorry, I need to correct you a little bit. Even if I don't have a recommendation spot, I can still participate in the final. Besides, the competition hasn't started yet, so it doesn't matter who will be at the bottom."

"Hmph, the tone is not small." Sun Hang showed obvious hostility towards Ming Wei, and paused for a moment, as if thinking of something, "I heard that you are Master Zhou's apprentice."

"It seems that Master Sun has inquired about me." Ming Wei said casually.

However, Sun Hang was a little annoyed: "You are not worthy of my inquiry! Heh, I went to visit Master Zhou in person and asked him three times, but he refused to teach me. Today I want to see how your apprentice is doing. !"

Ming Wei immediately understood why Sun Hang had such an attitude towards her.

To put it bluntly, Sun Hang was worried about Master Zhou's refusal to accept him as an apprentice back then, and today he wanted to take the opportunity of the competition to win back and slap Master Zhou in the face.

Being so provoked by him, Ming Wei calmed down instead of being nervous, and said slowly, "Okay, let's wait and see."

Sun Hang showed disdain, turned and returned to his seat.

After a while, the judges also arrived.

With 10 minutes left before the competition, Mingwei checked the tools and ingredients and made sure there was no problem. When she was bored, she suddenly saw a group of people walking in with Sheng Shenzhou and Miaomiao.

As soon as they appeared, they immediately attracted the attention of the audience.

I saw Sheng Chenzhou wearing a black suit, holding Miaomiao's hand, his tall and straight figure and stern face made him look imposing, and with the row of strong bodyguards, he was even stronger than the big stars in the entertainment industry. attention.

The staff led Sheng Shenzhou to the VIP seat in the second row with a smile on his face.

The first row is for ten judges, including five expert judges and audience judges. The second row is for VIP seats, where masters in the traditional pastry industry and sponsors of this competition are invited.

Seeing Sheng Shenzhou sitting with two other sponsors, Ming Wei realized that he was actually one of the sponsors of this traditional pastry competition.

When did this person become a sponsor?
She remembered that the names of Sheng Shenzhou and Shengshi Group were not on the organizer's brochure.

While Ming Wei was puzzled, she saw many women in the auditorium craned their necks to look towards Sheng Shenzhou, with excited and shy expressions, and some took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

Ming Wei suddenly felt a little upset, and she couldn't tell the reason. If she really wanted to say something, it was probably the person who belonged to her originally, as if she was missed by others.

Ming Wei looked at Sheng Chenzhou, but he didn't expect him to be staring at her. Their eyes met in the air, and they stared at each other for a few seconds. Ming Wei lowered her head in embarrassment.

Even so, she could still feel that focused gaze on herself.

Looking up again, Ming Wei deliberately did not look at Sheng Chenzhou, Miaomiao, who was sitting beside him, made a heart gesture to her, Ming Wei pursed her lips lightly and smiled.

With 5 minutes left before the competition, the host began to announce the rules of the final: "...the scoring system for this traditional pastry competition is ten points, and the rules are as follows: remove the highest score and the lowest score for each work, calculate the average score, and finally calculate The average score of the three works, the one with the highest average score is No.1."

This year's traditional pastry competition is different from previous Western-style pastry competitions, except that the theme is to promote domestic traditional pastries, and the competition methods are also the same.

Western-style pastry competes for creativity, taste and theme, but this year’s traditional pastry has only one evaluation standard, which is taste, and the popular point is whether it tastes good or not.

There are three kinds of cakes to be made in the competition, and there are two kinds of cakes that must be made, that is, osmanthus cake and yam cake in the traditional cakes.

These two pastries are the classic ones among the top ten traditional pastries in China, and the last one is left to the patissier's free play.

Following the host's "competition start", all the pastry chefs started to move, quickly selecting ingredients, and Ming Wei was naturally not far behind.

You must know that each work competition has a time limit, and it will not work for more than one second.

Ming Wei quickly selected the ingredients, mainly glutinous rice, round-grained rice, dried osmanthus, golden osmanthus, and icing sugar, and the most important thing was her own special ingredients.

While the pastry chefs were working hard, the host enthusiastically adjusted the atmosphere with a microphone, and several cameras were facing the pastry chefs.

Time passed by, and when Ming Wei was about to set the plate, he heard the host say: "Okay, the first one to complete the work is Master Sun Hang. Although this Master Sun is young, he was already in the preliminary competition." Standing out at this stage, the judges are full of praise..."

Ming Wei carefully arranged each piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, then raised her head and saw Sun Hang with his head held high, looking determined to win.

She took a look at the sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by Sun Hang, and it looked good from the outside, but the other pastry chefs made the same, and they all looked delicious at first glance.

"Time is up!" The host announced the end of the competition for the first work.

The staff stepped forward and brought the works of each pastry chef to the judges according to the serial number of the workbench, and after they finished tasting, they brought them to the auditorium and VIP seats.

The atmosphere at the scene was very enthusiastic, and many people nodded while eating, or gave a thumbs up to show that it was delicious.

In the end, the judges scored the works of each pastry chef. Among them, Ming Wei scored 9.5 points, ranking No.3, while Sun Hang got the highest score of 9.8.

During the break, Sun Hang walked up to Mingwei again, and when the camera moved away, he said in a low voice: "It turns out that Master Zhou's apprentice is nothing more than that."

The pride is palpable, as if the champion is already in hand.

Mingwei knows that her strength lies in Western-style pastries. She only learned traditional pastries from Chef Zhou after she arrived at Shengshi Hotel, so it is not surprising that the first sweet-scented osmanthus cake won No.3.

In order to avoid being captured by the camera as the two confronted each other at the competition scene, Ming Wei said with a smile: "Master Sun, latecomers come first, I think you should understand. This is only the first work, what are you in a hurry for?" In a short while, you will know what level Master Zhou's apprentices are!"

Seeing Mingwei's tone of voice, Sun Hang sarcastically said, "Okay, I'll wait!"

Sheng Chenzhou, who was sitting in the VIP seat, had canceled all of today's schedule to watch Ming Wei's competition, so the attention was naturally focused on her.

He couldn't hear what Mingwei and Sun Hang said, but seeing Mingwei smiling at Sun Hang, as if he had a good attitude, a burst of sourness rushed from his heart to his forehead.

He was unhappy and put on a face, thinking that he would "punish" this flirtatious little woman after he went back.