Almighty substitute teacher

Chapter 288 The Throat Kissed by the Devil

Guo Deguang asked shyly from the side.

"But isn't your master the grand master?"

Yang Zhengdong asked suspiciously when he heard this.

"My master said that the way of cooking should be a fusion of hundreds of schools. I have learned a lot about his old man's skills. Except that his cooking is not as good as his, there is not much to learn. I I also know that you are from the Red Mansion, so it is not appropriate for you to teach me how to cook, but when I heard about the dishes you invented, I couldn't help but want to learn!"

Guo Deguang said pleadingly.

"It's not that I don't teach you. After all, I have a position in the Red Mansion. I told them at the beginning that the new dishes will be given priority to the Red Mansion. If you are not in a competitive relationship, to be honest, I really don't have much to teach you. question, now."

Yang Zhengdong was also a little confused, he had already seen the fat man's qualifications, he was better than Chen Jiahui, similar to Wang Chengzhi, that is, at the level of S-, but his plasticity was still stronger than Wang Chengzhi, after all, he had received systematic learning.

"I know, I know, why don't I go to Uncle Ma to discuss it? Their Red House still mainly serves southern cuisine, while our Tianrun mainly serves northern cuisine. Normally, there is not much overlap, but both Let me discuss it with my family, there is also a chance for our two families to cooperate, when the time comes, I will talk to Uncle Ma, if he has no objection, how about Zhengdong accepting me as an apprentice?"

Guo Deguang asked eagerly.

"That's no problem. I've already taken in two apprentices, and their level is not too different from yours. But what the master needs to do in the future is to fully understand and improve the ingredients. In fact, what I can teach you is very limited. You have to rely on your own understanding."

Yang Zhengdong nodded in agreement.

"I know this, and my master said the same thing, but I feel that my accumulation is not enough!"

Guo Deguang nodded and said.

"Well, let's not worry about this. I won't leave until the competition is over. Even if we can't pass on your new dishes in the end, we can still exchange cooking skills with each other. This will not be affected!"

Yang Zhengdong said to him with a smile.

"You guys have been cooking for a long time, it's boring! How about I sing a song for you?"

When Fei Qianqian heard that they had finally finished speaking, she couldn't help interjecting.

For her, she just likes to eat, and she has no interest in how the dishes are prepared, unlike this Fatty Guo, who shines when she hears entering the kitchen.

"Okay, Zhengdong, let me tell you that Qianqian sings very well, but she has only been in the industry for a short time, and she will definitely be a big star in the future!"

Fatty Guo received an affirmative answer, and quickly promoted Fei Qianqian.

"I know, I just listened to Sister Qianqian's singing in the back, and it's really very nice."

Of course, what Yang Zhengdong said is good-sounding is only the standard of the public. If you compare Fei Qianqian and Liang Yalin, there is still a big gap.

After all, there is still a difference between a genius and an evildoer, and Fei Qianqian is just like Liang Yahui, just a genius.

"Okay, then I'll sing you a Cantonese song. In fact, I prefer to sing this kind of song!"

Fei Qianqian was not hypocritical, went directly to order a song, picked up the microphone and started singing.

In fact, in all fairness, Fei Qianqian's voice is pretty good, very penetrating and explosive. As long as he studies systematically for a period of time and accumulates more experience, he believes that he will become a top singer in the future.

The song she sang was in Cantonese. Yang Zhengdong had never heard it before, but he could understand it. After all, Cantonese songs in previous lives were an indispensable part of the music scene, and there were countless classic songs.

Cantonese songs are not very popular here at Bluestar. After all, everyone speaks Mandarin, and many people don’t know much about this ancient language. Cantonese songs are only popular among the minority and not in the mainstream.

Fei Qianqian sang well, with standard Cantonese pronunciation, and she sang very well.

However, there is still a common problem in Blue Star, the lyrics and music are relatively ordinary, as if moaning without illness is no different.

After Fei Qianqian finished singing, Yang Zhengdong applauded along with Guo Deguang.

"Zhengdong, go and sing one too. I've heard the fat man sing before. For the sake of life and health, I automatically ignore him."

Fei Qianqian pushed Yang Zhengdong up.

"But I don't know how to sing these songs!"

Yang Zhengdong said with a bitter face that although he has been exposed to the music of this time and space these days, he has only been exposed to it. He still sings songs copied by himself. He really doesn't know how to sing such popular songs.

"How can you not sing? I hum a few lines every day in the kitchen. I'll sing one for you!"

Guo Deguang said that he was going to order songs.

"Don't, bro, please spare us, others ask for money for singing, but you are dying for singing!"

Fei Qianqian saw that Guo Deguang was about to go up, so he rushed up to stop him.

"Is it okay for me to sing?"

Guo Deguang still wants to show off his singing voice.

"Farewell brother, I know you can sing well, your singing is earth-shattering and weeping ghosts and gods, we are all in admiration!"

"Since this is the case, why can't I sing? Just let Zhengdong appreciate brother's singing voice and demeanor!"

After Guo Deguang finished speaking, he bypassed Fei Qianqian to order songs.

"Wait, you have to hold on!"

Sitting next to Yang Zhengdong, Fei Qianqian said with a sad face.

"Is it hard to hear?"

Yang Zhengdong asked curiously.

"You'll know it when you hear it!"

Fei Qianqian didn't have much, and kept looking for paper balls.

"No way!"

Yang Zhengdong still didn't believe it, but after 30 seconds, he believed it.
How does Guo Deguang sing?

Think of the sound of a chainsaw sawing wood!And it was the sound of a rusty saw touching wet wood.

It is a little flattering to say that he has a broken gong voice, but Yang Zhengdong is surprised anyway, why can a human voice make such a weird sound?

Most people sing out of tune, but his singing is not as simple as being out of tune, because there is not a single word or sound in tune.

In his singing, you can hear the bursts of thunder, the rolling waves of the sea, and the majestic momentum of meteorites hitting the earth. The beating of gongs and drums and crackling are even more normal.

In short, thousands of words are combined into one sentence, and you will regret it when you hear it!

Yang Zhengdong looked at Fei Qianqian who stuffed the paper balls into his ears, and was really envious.

It's a pity that he can't do this anymore, that fat man is singing and gesticulating with his hands, his appearance clearly means that.

You appreciate it!

Appreciate Luan, does this stuff ruin your ears?

For the first time, he marveled at the greatness of the Creator, who transformed the human voice so horribly!

Maybe this fat man's throat was kissed by a devil.

"Zhengdong, how is my singing?"

After Guo Deguang sang the song, he ran over to ask how he felt.

"Brother Guang, you are amazing!"

Enduring the feeling of dizziness, Yang Zhengdong gave him a thumbs up.

"Really? I also think that although I can't sing well, it's not like what they said, I can't listen to my singing. Don't you think you have already listened to it?"

Guo Deguang put on an expression that I knew this.

"Well, Brother Guang, it's a pity that you were born at an untimely time. If you were born decades earlier, maybe we wouldn't have to fight the Japanese War of Resistance!"

Yang Zhengdong nodded in agreement, and said with a serious expression.

"Oh? How do you say that? Can I move the little devil's singing?"

Guo Deguang asked curiously.

"No, if you sing a song alone, you can kill the Japanese army, what kind of war is it fighting!"

Yang Zhengdong explained to him seriously.

"Haha. Yes, Fatty, you go join the army!"

Before the fat man recovered, Fei Qianqian collapsed on the sofa laughing directly.

"I sang Dead Zhengdong alone, and you are just as bad as them!"

Guo Deguang finally understood, poured a glass of wine angrily and shouted.

"Fatty, don't blame others. Your singing is too lethal, and it's a big move for group attacks. You've knocked us all down. You're fine. I think you can sing beautifully. I wonder if you're born Have a problem with your ears?"

Fei Qianqian asked with a distressed expression.

"You are the one with ear problems. You all have ear problems. I don't believe I sing so badly!"

Guo Deguang said with a dissatisfied face.

"Next time I'll bring you a tape recorder, you can listen to your singing carefully, it's an insult to say it's ugly!"

Fei Qianqian shook his head, spread his hands helplessly and said.

"You and we are friends! Zhengdong, if you sing one, I don't believe you can sing better than me!"

After Guo Deguang finished speaking anxiously, he asked Yang Zhengdong to sing again.

"Brother Guang, I really can't!"

Yang Zhengdong said with a bitter face.

"I don't believe that I can't sing any of them, whichever one I can sing is fine!"

Guo Deguang still didn't let him go, he just wanted to see what was wrong with him.

"That's right, Zhengdong, just find someone to sing, and let this fat man know what he's singing about!"

Fei Qianqian also stirred up beside him.

"Okay, I'll just clear the scene casually, don't laugh at me."

Yang Zhengdong had no choice but to grab the microphone, intending to randomly find a song in his own [music library] and sing it out, it would be better than listening to it here and singing it again.

"I'm ready to smile here, just waiting for you!"

Guo Deguang leaned on the sofa, with an expression of watching the excitement and not being afraid of big things.

"Fatty, I think people are really valuable to have self-knowledge. They can abuse you by singing casually. Where do you think you are confident?"

Fei Qianqian really couldn't stand it anymore, turned around and hit Fatty Guo.

"You guys don't understand art, I'm Guo's melodious singing!"

Guo Deguang said without shame.

"I'm already shocked by your thick skin, don't talk, listen to Zhengdong singing!"

Fei Qianqian was directly speechless by Fatty Guo, so he could only turn his head around and ignore him.

"Then I'll sing a few lines, and also sing a Cantonese song!"

Yang Zhengdong said with a smile, Fei Qianqian applauded quickly, and Guo Deguang looked like he was enjoying the show.

"Today I watched the snow drift by in the cold night,
Fly far away with a cooled heart. "

The private room was suddenly quiet, Fei Qianqian's eyes widened, and Guo Deguang looked as if he had seen a ghost.

"Zhengdong, you don't cheat!"

(End of this chapter)