Eternal Food Paradise.

Chapter 95 Special Make-up Exams
"School starts in a few days..."

"All ten outstanding members, gather together?"

Xia Yan saw me for a long time, it didn't look like he was joking, and his expression was a little more serious.

He soon realized something.

"My make-up exam has been arranged?"

"Correct!"

A laugh came from the stairs.

The "seventh seat" of Jixing Liao, Isshi Hui, actually wore a school uniform.

Black and blue trousers, a clean white shirt, and a long-sleeved jacket in the same color as the trousers gave this guy a grand feeling comparable to a formal suit.

"I also just received the news." Yisehui shook the claw machine in his hand.

I saw Xia Yan staying still.

Yisehui raised his eyebrows and joked: "With your culinary skills, you don't have to worry about such an emergency arrangement at all. It's not like some food halberd gives you the questions in advance. Exams focus on accumulation and foundation."

"In addition, the commander-in-chief has already given instructions to the first seat about the direction of the exam."

Pause.

The smile on Yishihui's face became meaningful.

"Xia Yanjun, this is also an opportunity for you to find out the current situation of the Council of Ten Heroes!"

Even if I followed the rules for a long time, I could hear the subtext of Yisehui's words, find out the situation of the ten heroes, what else can I do, of course it is to make trouble!From the hunter's standpoint, search for suitable prey!
"That's right, make-up exams aside, I have to meet other people." Xia Yan nodded in agreement, and went upstairs to change his uniform and get his coat.

This guy!
Jiuga Zhaoji took a dark breath.

The pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes were fixed on the back of the figure walking up the stairs.

He felt a toothache.

Why, it's the start of school again, and it's approaching the start of school.

For the first time in his life to win the halberd of defeat, even though a full year has passed, Kuga Teruji still feels the bitterness of defeat, and his memory is still fresh.

Coincidentally, the last time he was eating halberd was the beginning of school, this time he came back, and he planned to make trouble at this time?

Let the campus that has just expelled the cold wind and started to blow the spring breeze become warm, feel the harshness and coldness of despair again?
Suddenly.

Jiuga Zhaoji's eyes twitched violently.

He himself is now a member of the top ten, and the seat is ranked eighth behind Yisehui.

"He won't choose me!"

Jiu I said according to Ji Xin: "Anyway, as the vice president, I have been running the 'Dark Cooking Club' for him for a whole school year. He should not be so fierce that he gnaws the grass by the edge of the nest!"

When I saw the returned president and general, the sharp eyes that showed a little boost of energy, and the heart that vowed to bring back the defeat, completely disappeared and evaporated.

A hand was placed on Jiu Wo Zhaoji's shoulder at this moment:
"I understand you, Jiu me."

Yisehui cast a "understand you" look.

"You are the leader of his club, and I, after all, are good friends who live in the same dormitory under the same roof, so don't worry, he won't treat us as prey..."

The truth is that is right.

While Jiu Wozhaoji breathed a sigh of relief, he gave Yisehui an extremely strange look:

"I said, Isshiki, you seem to be a little afraid of this bedmate...classmate and good friend?"

Yishihui shrugged: "When a person shows the strength to absolutely suppress you, and the cooking skills he possesses are not in the same dimension as you, you don't want to be bombarded by inexplicable dimensionality reduction at all, right?"

Hearing this, Jiuga Zhaoji nodded subconsciously.

Dimensionality reduction attack?

"Have you seen his cooking skills after his return?" He asked with difficulty.

"Of course, last night!"

"Anyway, the magnificent world of spices interpreted by him, I think those graduates..." Suddenly stopped here.

After receiving Isshiki's extremely affirmative answer, Kuga Teruki fell into a long silence.

……

Nakiri's house.

Ding dong, the bell rang in the exclusive cooking room. It was someone knocking on the door and waiting outside.

Seeing that Nakiri Erina opened the door, Hisako Nido handed out a list of today's schedule with both hands:

"Miss Erina, at 10 o'clock in the morning, you must arrive at the examination venue for this year's transfer students on time, and preside over this examination."

"In addition, at 2 p.m., there is a new restaurant opened by graduates, and you are invited to try and taste the dishes."

Nakiri Erina's mood from last night to this morning can be said to be cloudy, sunny and rainy for a while, unpredictable.

She seems to stay up very late, which is rare for a famous young lady with strict self-management and high self-demand.

Wearing light make-up that couldn't hide the dark circles in the past, Nakiri Erina glanced at the schedule boredly, and sighed: "Joined the council of ten masters, became one of them, and the school affairs are also arranged for you?"

"Push away all other arrangements. I only go out once today, so I will preside over the exam for transfer students!"

cough.

Cautiously glanced at the lady who was not in a good mood, Xinhu Feisha coughed, and took out a notification schedule: "This is an urgent make-up exam arrangement, all ten outstanding members must be present, and the time is 11 o'clock in the morning. "

"Make-up exams, exams for transfer students? Are they all today?"

"One at 10 o'clock and one at 11 o'clock, isn't that a conflict? How did those guys arrange their work!!"

Nakiri Erina frowned, and took over the make-up exam worksheet.

Examiner: All ten outstanding members (Si Yingshi, Kobayashi Gendan, etc.)

Candidates: 1 person (Xia Yan).

"..."

His eyes were fixed on the name of the make-up candidate.

"It's him!" Nakiri Erina gritted her teeth.

"Is this corpse finally willing to reincarnate?"

……

The main entrance of Yuanyue campus is crowded with luxury cars.

A young man who came out of a public shopping street and a public cafeteria walked on the campus square where famous cars and famous ladies and gentlemen gathered.

"Hey, Dad."

The red-haired, hedgehog-headed boy is, of course, Soma Xinghei.

He and his father on the other end of the phone kept complaining and complaining: "Tell me, in that academy, I will find a group of opponents and friends of the same age, who can hone my cooking skills very well, but why? , looks so gorgeous here?"

"Also, the other candidates are completely different from me. They all bring bodyguards and housekeepers."

"I always feel like I'm in the wrong place!"

A leisurely and calm mature male voice came out of the phone:
"Chuangzhen, Yuanyue is such a famous family. Don't be too surprised. The first thing you have to do is to pass the transfer student exam, and then you have to survive in that famous family. As for the old man you always want to defeat, me er, go beat that kid first—"

Beep, communication disconnected.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen muttered the complaints he had just heard, and before he knew it, he walked to a flower bed, where there was a bench, and there was a nobleman sitting with his legs crossed and drinking hot milk tea.

Just when Xing Ping Chuang really wanted to ask for directions and the specific location of the examination venue.

A black car was passing by at a slow speed on the campus avenue outside the flower bed. It happened that the rear window was open, and a young man in the back seat was looking at the campus scenery outside the window, watching with great interest the gathering of famous men and ladies.

The two, just across the flower bed, looked at each other strangely for two or three seconds.

"Hey!"

Xing Ping Chuangzhen recognized at a glance that it was the boy whom his father called "that kid". He immediately yelled and strode after the black car.

In the parking lot outside a teaching building.

Xia Yan, Yishihui and Jiuwo get off the car in sequence.

"Huh—" Xing Ping Chuangzhen put his hands on his knees, panted violently for a while, and then opened his mouth.

However, some words that I wanted to say, when they reached my lips, turned to the way of asking:

"Well, where is the venue for the transfer student exam?"

　2020!

　　Say goodbye to the old and welcome the new!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)