I'm Really a God

Xingping Chuangzhen and Yoshino Yuki exclaimed in unison. A regular worker who just graduated earns about 30 yen a month. It is unimaginable to spend a quarter of his salary for one night.

"That means we can use such an expensive hotel for free for several days? I feel like the tuition fee is not that much."

Yoshino Yuki quickly said optimistically, and Ibuzaki Jun said without hesitation:

"Let's talk about it after you pass the assessment. We're going to pack up and assemble soon."

"I hate it, Yiwu, you just like to pour cold water on it."

"I'm a realist."

Everyone in Jixing Liao was about to go in together. Tian Suohui, who was at the end of the crowd, looked around and saw a figure with bright eyes and said hello:

"Kou Jun."

It turned out that Kou Ziqing also came to the door, heard her voice and came over and said:

"Xiaohui."

"What's wrong with you, you look very depressed."

Seeing Kou Ziqing yawning, Tian Suohui seemed a little tired and asked with some concern, Kou Ziqing said:

"It's okay, I was too addicted to play games last night."

Kou Ziqing gave a good excuse. In fact, he dispersed most of the mana in his body, because the mana and physical strength have been integrated into one. If you dissipate too much, it is like losing too much physical strength, and you will naturally feel a little tired.

"Let's not talk about this, let's go in together, I guess we will gather for a speech first."

"Ah."

Tian Suohui saw that Kou Ziqing's eyes were not bloodshot, although he was a little tired, but it should not affect anything, so he felt relieved and followed him into the hall of Yuanyue Palace.

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Yuanyue Palace Grand Banquet Hall

Even if hundreds of students suddenly entered the luxurious hotel lobby, it still seemed empty, but after so many people came in, there was no noise and whispering, and many people seemed restless.

"The silence is disgusting."

Among the people in Jixing Liao, Ryoko Sakaki with long red hair sighed softly after observing the four weeks. After all, this is the base of hell training. For many students who lack confidence, it is almost like a den of demons.

"Hey, isn't this Mito?"

After Kou Ziqing brought Tian Suohui in, he didn't care about the different atmosphere of the hotel. He originally wanted to say hello to Xing Ping Chuangzhen, but a slender figure with wheat skin caught his attention, so he changed his goal and greeted her.

Mito Yumei turned her head when she heard the voice, and said with some surprise when she saw him:

"Kou Ziqing, you also come to the training camp."

"That said, I'm also in the first grade, so can I not participate?"

"No, I think with your strength..."

Mito Yumei had very few chances to meet Kou Ziqing at school, but it did not prevent her from inquiring about him. After all, the news of getting a Michelin evaluation with a stall truck was widely circulated in school, and many gourmet magazines were full of praise for his green onion. The cakes were highly praised. In fact, she also secretly bought and tasted them, and they were indeed unspeakably delicious.

"Erina, Mrs. Ke Nakiri have all participated, so what am I, a little transfer student?"

While talking, Kou Ziqing heard the electronic sound connected to the microphone, turned around and saw Roland Chapelle, a French cooking teacher who claimed he couldn't laugh, holding the microphone and saying:

"Quiet, everyone look here at the stage, I will give you an overview of the training camp."

The accommodation research on friendship and communication takes nearly one week, that is, six days and nights. Every day, there will be questions related to cooking skills. The content of the topics will be different every year. On the first day, students will be divided into [-] groups. Group.After the explanation is over, go to the designated place to gather. If the lecturer gives an evaluation below the standard line, you must take the bus that is on standby outside and go back to school forcibly, and make preparations for expulsion.

"Regarding review mitigation, we have invited visiting professors. It is very hard for them to take time out of their busy schedules. They are all graduates of successive generations, and many of them are outstanding."

Roland Schapper's words made everyone talk a lot. Although there are so many students in Yuanyue, there are very few who can graduate smoothly, let alone the original top ten, it is really almost single digits exists.After Roland Schapper finished his introduction, a group of young men and women with different shapes and temperaments came out from behind.

The one with short red hair and glasses was walking in the front. He had an air of arrogance. Even among all the graduate chefs, he stood out like a chicken. Standing on the podium, he looked down at all sentient beings, and finally found something:

"The ninth column from the front, the teenager with scars on his eyebrows."

Xing Ping Chuangzhen in the crowd felt that he was lying on the ground, and couldn't help pointing at himself, but the red-haired senior said:

"It's the one next to you."

The boy couldn't help but nervously said:

"I?"

"Well, it's you, you can pack your things and go back, quit school."

"what!!!"

Although I know that there is such a thing as masquerade, but it is really hard for me to be the target of masquerade. Many people think it is unreasonable. Senior glasses said:

"You use styling water on your hair, and it smells very strong like oranges. This smell will cover up the aroma of the dishes! Among the colors and aromas, the first thing that makes people appetizing is the color, the second is the smell, and the second is the smell. The third is the desire to put in your mouth, although it is important for you to dress up, but the chef's dress cannot affect his cooking skills, remember to use fragrance-free styling water next time."

"Are you kidding, just because of this little..."

"It's the little things that can cost you customers! Are you trying to ruin my restaurant?"

The expression of the red-haired senior with glasses became as cold as that of a ghost. The freshman couldn't look at each other with such courage. He knelt down on the ground with some paralysis. The red-haired senior regained his smile and waved his hands smartly:

"I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Shinomiya Kojiro, a graduate of the 79th class, and now I run a French restaurant SHINO in Paris, France, please take care of me."

The crowd suddenly exploded, and many people recognized who the senior with red hair and glasses was, that was the first graduate of the 79th batch of top ten, and the first Japanese to receive the 'Prosper Medal' .