When the male anchor is lonely, he cooks

"Are all the high school students nowadays so good?" Luo Zixin muttered.

Is it necessary to sign up for a culinary competition in person to understand the competition insider of an industry?But no matter what kind of mood Zhang Xiaoyuan signed up for, now that they are already on the same boat, it's too late to regret it.

"Yes, you have ideals." Luo Zixin applauded, and then asked, "Xiaoyuan, have you finished your summer homework?"

Yuan Yidao ordered him, "Shouldn't you ask him if he has cooked?"

"..." Luo Zixin rolled his eyes at him, "This kid looks like a nerd at first glance, what are you asking?"

Yuan Yiyi saw that Zhang Xiaoyuan's head almost reached his shoulders, with a round face and a pair of big-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.He was wearing a grass-green sweatshirt and gray sneakers. Looking from the back, he thought it was a street salesman.

It was rare for him to agree with Luo Zixin once, "You are right, there is really no need to ask."

After listening for so long, Zhang Xiaoyuan pushed his heavy glasses and said slowly, "I have already finished my summer homework."

Luo Zixin was convinced, "Xiaoyuan, does your friend know that you are so special?"

This time Zhang Xiaoyuan answered faster than before, "I know, they all say I'm talented."

"..." Luo Zixin stopped talking, and pushed Yuan Yiyi, who was standing aside, "Go up, I'll get to the side for a while."

Although Wen Le said that the two of them are young, it is suitable to get acquainted with Zhang Xiaoyuan first, but it is really difficult to communicate.

Wen Le pulled Yi An aside a long time ago, and asked her, "The parents of this child won't come and accuse us of kidnapping, will they?"

That Zhang Xiaoyuan looked a little dazed, it really didn't look like he was here to participate in the competition.

Yi An thought it was okay, "At least he looks obedient and easy to command."

Wen Le, "Are you sure it's convenient for him to direct his reaction?"

Yi An smiled, and patted him on the shoulder, "This is the task of the team leader. Those who can do more work, our team depends on you."

The first competition of the "Cooking Competition" program officially kicked off in the afternoon.

The host introduced the sponsors of the program group and then briefly introduced the ten jury members present. Because it was the preliminary round, it was not time for professional judges like Ye Mingsong to appear on the stage. many.

Wen Le's group number is No. 15, and the game between the two groups will be held after a lottery is drawn.

"Who's going to draw lots?" he asked.

The other four looked at each other.

Luo Zixin spoke first, "I've been unlucky since I was a child, so it's better for you to come, Sister Yi An."

Yi An didn't speak, just took out his phone, clicked it several times, and then showed the phone screen in front of everyone.

When everyone took a closer look, they saw a few large characters outlined in red letters on a yellow paper-colored background image—everything is inappropriate today.

After they finished watching, Yi An took back his phone, "It's not convenient for me."

Luo Zixin's eyelids twitched, "This is the program you made up yourself." Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence.

Yuan Yiyi didn't believe it either, "Can you stop doing this routine? Isn't it just to draw lots? I'll go."

At this time, a weak voice came, "I have already drawn the lottery, the third round."

Zhang Xiaoyuan took the lottery and obediently handed it to Wen Le.

Wen Le was also confused, "When did you draw the lottery?"

Zhang Xiaoyuan said blankly, "That's when you said you were going to draw lots."

"..." What else could Wen Le say, he could only pat Zhang Xiaoyuan's head and praise him for a good job.

The four people present all saw helplessness in each other's eyes.This child reacts so slowly, how can he act so fast.

Zhang Xiaoyuan pushed his glasses, and was very pleased with Wen Le's compliment, "I've been lucky since I was a child, don't worry, brother Erliang."

"...you're pretty good at brat." Luo Zixin put his arm on his shoulder, threatening him, "What if we meet a strong team later?"

Zhang Xiaoyuan pushed his glasses, and his round glasses narrowed, "No, I just saw the same group that drew the third round."

This sentence aroused everyone's interest.Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaoyuan was so small, but he was quite good at handling things.

Yuan Yidao was more concerned about the opponent, and quickly asked, "What kind of team is the opponent?"

Zhang Xiaoyuan slowly took out a tissue to wipe the sweat off his forehead, then took out a glasses cloth from another pocket, and began to wipe his glasses dawdly.

Luo Zixin poked Wen Le, "Why didn't he respond again?"

Wen Le didn't know why this happened, so he could only shake his head.

Yi An tried, "Try to praise him again?"

Although he didn't believe it, Wen Le still praised Zhang Xiaoyuan, "Xiaoyuan is awesome, capable and smart, tell me, what kind of opponent is our team?"

Zhang Xiaoyuan smiled embarrassingly, and said shyly, "Don't praise me like that, this is what I should do."

The corners of Luo Zixin's eyes twitched, he turned his head back, and complained, "How dare he say that..." Hearing that, an adult like him felt ashamed.

He asked Yuan Yidao, "Are you young people so thick-skinned now?"

Yuan Yiyi gave him a supercilious look, "It's an exception no matter how you look at it."

Seeing that if we continue talking, it will be a complaint meeting, Yi An said, "At least it shows that he has a good mental quality, and this kid has a future."

After being praised, Zhang Xiaoyuan finally said it.

"Our opponents' teams were all older than us."

Wen Le, "Well, what then?"

Zhang Xiaoyuan, "All five are men."

Luo Zixin asked, "How is their strength?" He is concerned about this now, regardless of whether they are male or female.

But Zhang Xiaoyuan made another mistake of being slow.

He didn't reply to Luo Zixin's words at all, "I saw that they are all quite fat."

"Xiaoyuan, what do you think of their strength?" Wen Le asked him again.

"It shouldn't be too bad. Some people in their group can't hear it, and some people can't see it." Zhang Xiaoyuan said.

"Ah? It's so inspiring to participate in the competition like this!" Luo Zixin said with emotion.

Suddenly he came to his senses, pointed at Zhang Xiaoyuan and said, "I asked you just now, why didn't you say it? You just said it after two or two questions, do you look down on me?"

Zhang Xiaoyuan didn't speak again.

Yuan Yiyi laughed at Luo Zixin, "Why did you say something bad about him just now?"

"He's a little bit vengeful." Luo Zixin complained to Wen Le, "Tell me about him."

Wen Le patted him and told him to stand upright, "He's still a child."

Luo Zixin was wronged, but the other party was indeed younger than him.

Although Zhang Xiaoyuan's reaction was sometimes a bit slow, everyone was very satisfied with his cleverness.

Yi An, "This kid is a sensible person."

Wen Le nodded, "Yes, and her observation skills are also good."

Luo Zixin was aggrieved and couldn't listen anymore, "Stop boasting, the competition will start in a while."

In the afternoon, the sun was just right, and after listening to the announcement broadcast, Wen Le led the people into the official competition venue.

The specifications of the preliminary round are displayed on the electronic display screen.The competition follows the order of the lottery, with five people in a group and two groups confronting each other. The ingredients on the cooking table where the two groups are located are all provided by the competition, and each group gets exactly the same things.

The cooking time is 45 minutes. Each group needs to make five dishes with the ingredients provided by the program group. After the dishes are completed, the dishes of the two groups will be commented one by one by ten judges. The scores are in the range of 4 to 0. After the agreement, the members of the group There will be five different scores of 4 points, 3 points, 2 points, 1 point and 0 points respectively, and the outcome between the two groups will be scored separately by the judges.

There are many temporary cooking tables in the empty space, and Wen Le followed the staff to the space between the two cooking tables at No. 3.

The host of the segment came over and said, "Members of Group 15, please go to the cooking table on the left to prepare."

There is a long list of seasoning bottles on the cooking table, all sponsored by the investors of this program group; besides, there are some vegetables, flour, eggs and pork.

"This dish is too little, it affects my performance." Luo Zixin curled his lips, "The program team is too stingy."

Yi An analyzed, "This should also be to save time in the preliminary competition, and with so many contestants, the preliminary competition still needs to save costs."

Wen Le weighed the frying pan and the spatula, and tried the fire, "Not bad, let's get acquainted first, and by the way, think about how to distribute these dishes and what kind of dishes you plan to cook."

Just as they were getting familiar with the venue, the cooking table on the right next door finally came.

"Brother, why do you think there are a bunch of little kids next door?" A rough voice was like a trumpet, attracting Wen Le and the others at once.

With a glance, I saw five round men walking over.The one who spoke was a fat man with a double chin, about 40 years old, and Wen Le and the others looked over and said hello.

"Hi, you all say that meeting is fate, and we learn from each other and improve each other."

A man in his 50s next to him grabbed the fat man, "Okay, okay, stop talking, you're still talking when the game starts."

Another serious-looking man also put his ear close together, "What are you talking about again, you've been rambling all day long."

Before Wen Le and the others could speak, the group on the right started arguing.

Luo Zixin, "...I was a little nervous before the game, but suddenly I wasn't nervous at all."

Yuan Yidao was puzzled about one thing, "Xiaoyuan, didn't you say that some of them couldn't see and some couldn't hear clearly?" Why did it feel like those five people were not disabled except that they were a little older.

Zhang Xiaoyuan pointed at one of them with his fleshy finger, "He didn't wear glasses just now."

Pointing to another person, he said, "That uncle, he kept saying that that person just now was too annoying, he was going deaf."

"..." Luo Zixin stared, "How did your comprehension ability get into high school?"

Wen Le could only comfort him, "At least he's right about the rest."

Yi An has already selected the ingredients, "You guys are still here, there are only two stoves in total, if you keep talking for 45 minutes, you will lose."