man to marry

The summer evening wind is blowing, and it is also a burst of heat, without the slightest coolness. The garbage pile that has been baked by the sun for a day exudes a smoky stench, and the flies that seem to never get tired are scrambling on the watermelon rind. Humming and fluttering, you have to stay three meters away from any garbage you throw in, or you will be coaxed all over yourself.

This area belongs to a remote old town in City B, and the roof tiles of the houses bear the traces of years of peeling off. The people living here are rich and poor, and most of them are old people.

At night, the not-so-bright lights shine on the community. If you don’t look carefully, you can hardly see the road. It’s too hot inside the house. Turning on the electric fan doesn’t work, and turning on the air conditioner can hurt your body.

The old man held a cattail leaf fan, wore a loose undershirt, and carried a foldable small bench, and walked slowly towards the entrance of the community. Usually, at this time, there are people there to cool off.

But when he was halfway there, he passed the garbage dump, and saw a dark figure there. He seemed to be rummaging through the garbage dump, and there was the sound of chewing from time to time.

Is this a bum looking for scraps?After confirming this, the old man thought about how many empty bottles and cardboard boxes he still had at home, and what soda drink his grandson liked to drink every time he came.

"Hey, young man, I have..." The old man walked over with a cattail fan, and before he finished speaking, he looked at the knife under his neck and stopped talking.

The hair of the person under the street lamp was disheveled, his body was covered with foul-smelling dirt from nowhere, and the smell was even more pungent than the smell in the garbage dump when he got close to it. His face was very dirty, but his eyes were very bright. , and it was very cold, with a hoarse voice, "Do you have any money with you?"

"No, I went out for a walk and pretended nothing," the old man was so nervous that he had been robbed, but this young man with all hands and feet had nothing to do, so he insisted on robbing.

The man leaned over, and the stench was even more offensive. He dug out on his body, and took out a dollar that he didn't know when he stuffed it in. It was crumpled and had some condensation after washing. .

He seemed dissatisfied, but he licked his lips and brought the knife closer, his hoarse voice seemed to be tearing apart, "Don't call the police, or I will find your house, and neither of us will have a better life."

"Yeah," the old man nodded quickly, he just wanted to get rid of the current situation, and he didn't plan to call the police for a dollar.

The man withdrew the knife, looked around in a state of anxiety, and disappeared into the darkness.

Only then did the old man breathe a sigh of relief, feeling the chill behind his back, but he was covered in sweat, and he didn't want to go out for a walk anymore, so he turned around and went upstairs.

But the man endured the dislike of the shop owner, bought a pack of the cheapest dry noodles in that surprisingly small shop, and walked slowly along the street after the boss held his nose and took the money to drive him away , Nested in a windshield corner, with trembling fingers, opened the package.

This kind of food that he dismissed before, now let Song Ruiduan gobble it up, wishing he could swallow even the bag.

After eating a bag of dry noodles, it finally relieved the burning in his stomach. Song Ruiduan licked his lips. It would really hurt to lick like this when his lips were dry and chapped.

He used his hands to drive away the flies and mosquitoes that kept circling around him, but he didn't get up for a long time.

Because I got up and didn't know where I was going, I received the news that day, I reluctantly changed my clothes and escaped from the company along the sewer.

Even if he is walking on the street, he will only be mistaken for a homeless man. Passers-by avoid him one after another. No one can recognize his identity. Even if someone recognizes him, it is impossible to imagine. He is like a nobleman, so he will dress up like this.

But even so, Song Ruiduan still did not dare to relax, because he found that besides the police looking for him, there was another wave of people looking for him.

Almost without thinking, he inexplicably thought of Shanglu who was hostile to him, that man, who had been planning for so long, seemed to be just to get rid of him.

But that person made Song Ruiduan very afraid. He didn't know where his wallet was left, he didn't have a penny on him, and his mobile phone was also not on him. The first time he was hungry, he endured it. When the contraction exceeded his limit, Song Ruiduan still didn't dare to commit crimes easily, because once the police were attracted, he would have to spend the rest of his life in prison, and even the crimes he committed were enough for him to commit crimes. was shot.

He is only in his 20s, and he has only lived a third or less of his life, and he doesn't want to die so soon.

When he first rummaged for food in the trash, when he first ate the food snatched from the dog's mouth, Song Ruiduan knew that his bottom line was constantly falling, such as dignity and image. , is nothing compared to living.

There are especially many mosquitoes in summer, especially at night, when the doors and windows of every household are closed, the mosquitoes outside are like vampires, almost all over the body, and they cannot be driven away no matter how hard they are shaken.

Song Ruiduan wanted to yell and curse, but thinking about his own life, he retreated to the corner of the wall.

He is desperate now, and cannot be discovered by acquaintances. With this outfit, it is even more impossible to find a job, and it cannot be easily washed off. But if he wants to live, he can do this for the time being, and he will live like this for the rest of his life. It is better to die.

So life couldn't be like this, Song Ruiduan hugged his head and lay down in the corner, the cleaner's clothes were a little hot, but here, he could barely sleep well.

He had to get a sum of money first, and then go to another place, leave here, find a remote place, and then seek a way out.

Whether it's plastic surgery or changing his identity, he can always make a comeback. He, Song Ruiduan, has never been afraid of anyone, but those who stepped on his head today and caused him to become like this, he will step on them all again.

Just how to get the money, he had to think about it.

……

"When did you know?" Shu Xia looked at Shanglu in the video, feeling very guilty.

He is very grateful to Shang Lu for everything he has done. Even though that scumbag Song Ruiduan is still at large, with such evidence, there is basically no possibility of turning over in his life.

If he does it by himself, I don’t know how much energy and years will be wasted, and Shanglu may not be able to do it better. Shu Xia is grateful for what Shanglu has done, and appreciates him for being so silent in his life. Supporting his decision behind the scenes and helping him complete this matter is also a guilty conscience.

He understood that if he told Shang Lu seriously that he was reborn, Shang Lu would definitely believe it, but most of the experiences in his previous life, he didn't even want to recall them, he just wanted to bury them in one place. Unknown places will never disturb his life with Shanglu.

Perhaps this is just his wishful thinking. After Song Ruiduan's incident was exposed, many things have been revealed, but he still doesn't want to talk about it. As long as those things are mentioned, sometimes it seems that the current life is just what he did. As unreal as a dream.

Such things as rebirth are sometimes commonplace. If Shu Xia told Wang Zhi that he was reborn, that guy would probably shake hands with him and say with a happy face, "What a coincidence, I have timed back."

But sometimes, when it really happens, it makes people feel absurd.

"I didn't deliberately try to find out your secret," Shang Lujiao clasped his hands on his lap, looked at Shu Xia seriously and explained, "It's just that after watching what happened in city b, I had a guess, and it was confirmed later. Just for a moment, Xia Xia, why do you hate Song Ruiduan so much?"

When this question came out of the man's mouth, Shu Xia's nerves tensed for a moment, she looked away and said with a smile, "Why do I hate him? Look at the things he did, is there one thing that people like?"

"Xia Xia, you know what I'm talking about before," Shang Lu emphasized again, "Before his crimes were exposed, why did you hate him so much after you met him for the first time?"

Shanglu's tone was rarely aggressive, not because he wanted to ask, but because he really wanted to know.It's not a good feeling to keep one thing in his heart. He knew that before Shu Xia went to City B, he had almost never met Song Ruiduan if he was out of town. It's so annoying that he must have a past that he didn't know about.

That kind of dislike, even hatred, even if it's just a negative emotion, Shang Lu doesn't want any other man to occupy such an important position in Shu Xia's heart.

Shu Xia choked up, looked at Shang Lu's eyes that were looking straight at him, the words reached her mouth and circled around a few times, but finally sighed and said, "Do you have to know?"

Shang Lu didn't hesitate at first, but seeing the depressed mood evident on Shu Xia's face, he almost wanted to reach out and touch his hair, "If you really don't want to talk, I won't ask in the future."

"Hey, don't," Shu Xia raised her hand to stop his words and said, "I just mustered up the courage, don't back off in fright, wait for me to sort out my thoughts, and when we meet again next time, I will I will tell you everything, in front of the phone, I don't want to say it."

"Okay," Shang Lu nodded, his eyes were heavy and warm, and he warned, "Be careful when you go out recently. Song Ruiduan's trace has not been found yet, so we must prevent him from jumping over the wall in a hurry."

"Well, I know." Shu Xia's understanding of Song Ruiduan may be deeper than that of Shanglu. That person is really ruthless, and he can do anything in order to survive.

After Shanglu rectified the Chengfeng Group, he went abroad again. Shu Xia was naturally concerned about her own safety by 12 copies.

……

Blood was dripping on the ground, and the city was extremely quiet late at night, and many people fell asleep, so it was impossible to imagine that a butcher would sneak into the house in the middle of the night and do evil deeds.

Song Ruiduan stuffed all the cash into a cloth bag, took out the bank card under the host's compromise, held the knife on the hostess's neck, and asked the host next to him, "Say, what is the password? If you don’t say anything or say something false, you’re both going to die.”

"Uh, bully, hiss, medicine, wine, bar," the hostess was strangled, and said the password almost word for word. Song Ruiduan memorized it, but carried the hostess who was trembling with fright and shed tears beside him. , said viciously, "You repeat it to me, if you make a mistake, you can figure it out yourself."

The hostess replied tremblingly. After confirming that it was correct, Song Ruiduan looked at a man and a woman in front of him, raised the knife, and walked over under the terrified eyes of the hostess who kept swaying back.

Since he has already committed a crime, he should not leave trouble for himself. Anyway, being caught like this is a capital crime, so killing one person is death, and killing two people is also death. There is no need to care so much.

The knife approached, and the hostess closed her eyes almost in despair. When Song Rui was about to strike the knife, he heard the wind coming from behind. He quickly dodged, only to find that the hostess was charging towards him with the knife on his thigh. He came over, and although he fell to the ground with a blow, he still looked at him fiercely.

"Tsk, they really are a couple in need." Song Ruiduan raised the hostess's chin with a knife, and sneered, "You don't look very good, why is he willing to fight to the death to save you?"

When a person can freely control the life and death of others, the excitement almost makes Song Ruiduan laugh. The couple in front of him are the existences that he can control at will. It is really meaningless to kill them all at once.

"Hey, I don't like seeing other people's affectionate appearance, as if they can really love for a lifetime." Song Rui looked around to find a long rope, pulled the host from the ground, and tied him to the dining table. on the legs.

This kind of solid wood dining table is very expensive and heavy, and if it accidentally falls on someone, it is possible to kill someone.

A section of the rope was looped several times over the dining table, then extended into the kitchen, looped around the handle of the cabinet below, and tied a knot around the hostess' neck.

With such a structure, as long as the hostess tries to stand up or move the table, the hostess's rope will be tightened immediately, to a certain extent, the neck of a person is much weaker than the armrest of a cabinet.

"So, you must be careful." Song Ruiduan specially took a photo of the inside to show the male host. "If you want to get out, just kill the one inside, and you can get out. Come on."

He turned a blind eye to the male master's glaring gaze. After destroying all the communication equipment in the house, he locked the door with the key and left.

After changing into new clothes, wearing a mask, and a peaked hat, she took the money and got in a minivan that didn't require an ID card. Song Ruiduan left City B just like that.

"Murder?" Shu Xia paused as he was packing the suitcase, the smile on his lips disappeared completely, he raised his head, looked at Xue Shao in disbelief and said, "Are you telling the truth?"

"Yes, the couple were almost dead when they were discovered. If they are discovered later, they may only have their bodies," Xue Shao reported to Shu Xia almost immediately when he received the news Come over, "According to the fingerprint test, it's Song Ruiduan's fingerprint. Mr. Shang is worried about your safety, and has doubled the number of bodyguards for you."

"Double again?!" Shu Xia almost lost his voice, he sighed and said, "He arranged someone for me, it would be better for someone to find Song Ruiduan directly."

It's a pity that he is complaining, but he also understands that Shanglu's decisions are often difficult to change.

As for Song Ruiduan's murder, although people will do some lawless things once they reach the end of the road, since Song Ruiduan has already got the money and ran away, and things have turned around, he should not continue to cause trouble for the upper body and make people notice him.

"Boss Shang is already arranging for someone to look for him." Xue Shao's attitude towards that man also showed an undisguised distaste. "But he is too cunning, and the country is too big. I really want to hide, and it is not so easy to find."

Song Ruiduan, Shu Xia understands, is very utilitarian and revengeful. If he can't reach Shanglu, he will definitely come to Lin Xian, but if he escapes from City B, according to his personality, the first The first must be to change the identity, and even the face can be corrected.

"He shouldn't be far away at the moment," Shu Xia mused, "People should focus on finding the surrounding small towns and cities, especially the hospitals that don't need real information for arrests and plastic surgery. In these two places, he has a high chance of getting go."

"Understood," Xue Shao was stunned for a moment before he realized that a criminal who might be shot immediately if he was arrested, the first thing he would do after escaping must be to get himself out of the police's pursuit.

Then these two places are very likely to go.

Xue Shao hastily went to do it, but Shu Xia packed her suitcase. After nearly two months, she planned to go to City B again.

Not for Song Ruiduan, but for the upcoming National Chef Competition, which may last for half a month or even a month, so when Shu Xia went this time, she prepared more things, and also planned to send a few children first. Sent to live in the main house for a period of time.

"Mom, I'll trouble you this time," Shu Xia looked at the little ones chasing after each other on the carpet, tenderness and guilt flashed in her eyes, the ones who had to leave for so long were the children's most sorry, but However, he had to participate in this competition, otherwise it might become a regret in his life.

"Don't worry, don't worry," Liu Zijun also liked the children tightly, "I don't have much to do here all day, just during this time of leisure, I can also experience the joy of being full of children and grandchildren."

"Well, thank you, Mom," Shu Xia looked at the children from a distance, sighed, turned and left without saying goodbye to them.

Liu Zijun couldn't see the rear of his car, so she went back to the living room, Tiantian ran over with a little bear tied in a bow tie, leaned behind her, and said, "Grandma, where's Dad?"

"Father has something to do," Liu Zijun squatted down and touched her head. The little granddaughter's hair was as soft as wool, her eyes blinked watery, dangling like a pool of clear spring.

"When will dad come back?" Tian Tian asked.

"Dad will be back soon. When Dad finishes his work, he will pick Tiantian home." Liu Zijun smiled and nodded her nose and said, "Isn't it good to be at grandma's house? Grandma will give Tiantian whatever she wants. If you buy it, will you kiss grandma?"

"Follow," Tiantian stretched her arms and hugged her, and said softly, "Kiss with grandma."

Liu Zijun finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, although there are candies for crying children, but sensible children are the ones who make people hurt.

When Shu Xia came to City B, she was able to move in with ease, and then followed the procedure of the competition to sign up.

The national competition is divided into the promotion competition, the semi-finals and the final finals.

Because there are really a lot of senior technicians in the country, even if some of the people who are required to win the ranking in some regional competitions have been selected, the number is still very large, and competitions such as promotion competitions are very necessary.

Shu Xia's registration went smoothly. Although he attracted a lot of onlookers because of his young age, when he presented his certificate, no one said anything.

This competition is organized by the National Kitchen Association. As one of the vice-chairmen, Xu Xiangqian is also very busy. After knowing that Shu Xia has successfully registered, he can only tell him a few words on the phone to let him perform normally. The time to do your best is in the semi-finals and finals.

"I understand, teacher," Shu Xia looked at her group, the 56th group in the b area, a group of five people, each group can only get No.1 in the promotion competition, and the promotion competition is not a link that can be slack ah.

"Well, come on," Xu Xiangqian said with a smile, "Old man Du also paid great attention to this competition. He even recalled his apprentice who was studying abroad. In the finals, we will definitely meet him."

"Okay," Shu Xia nodded with a smile, full of anticipation for the game.

The opponent this time is different from the previous ones, with a higher level and a higher level, and the gap may be only a hair's breadth away, so Shu Xia can't help but be careless.

The registration time was three days, and chefs from all over the world gathered here one after another. After signing up and confirming her venue, Shu Xia began to adjust her state, trying to participate in the competition in the best state.

The rules of the promotion competition are very simple. It is said that it is a promotion, but it is actually more like a large-scale elimination. The rule is to cook two dishes in two hours, one is a designated dish, and the other is an optional dish. Whoever has the highest score will win Can advance.

Of course, besides the individual competition, there is also the team competition. Shu Xia is powerless about that. Although he has a lot of chefs, there are not many who have really cooperated with him. He has achieved something in the individual competition, so he can live up to the competition he has come to participate in.

In the first round of admission, Shu Xia stood still in front of her cooking counter, listening to the host say that the first designated dish was Wenchang chicken.

One of the Cantonese dishes is not only beautiful in appearance, but also the best of the Cantonese dishes. As for the optional dishes, the designated one is Cantonese dishes. Shu Xia also wants to make another Cantonese dish. The ingredients used are also chicken .

White cut imperial concubine chicken.

Finished in two hours, Shu Xia started to prepare almost at the beginning of the countdown. The steps of the two dishes were carried out at the same time, but they could not be confused. For Shu Xia, it was not a difficult task.

The place for the competition is very big. Although they are divided into groups, the chefs in the whole division B compete together. Thousands of people move at the same time. The smooth sound of chopping vegetables is wonderful. Shu Xia almost enjoys this tone as she handles herself ingredients.

The two dishes are not difficult, but the marinating process is time-consuming. Shu Xia estimated the time and increased the ingredients. The other dish is made of meat and boneless, sliced ​​into standard 24 pieces, and then served in the steamer.

His actions were done in one go. After the Wenchang chicken was ready, he was served immediately for the judges to taste. Then he took out another marinated chicken that was almost the same, and dipped it into the prepared soup without looking up. in the juice.

This dish is very time-consuming. If ordinary people do it, it must take more than two hours. But for professional chefs, if a pot of soup is stewed for more than two hours to get the taste, it can basically be remade. , Old soup is old soup. If fresh soup is stewed for two hours, the nutrition and taste in it have actually deteriorated.

Of course, even if Shu Xia handles it quickly, it doesn't mean that time is not urgent for him. He is almost stuck on pouring the last soup and butter, and putting the prepared sauce on the plate. Bring it up.

The competition is in one venue, but the judges are in another venue. They can't see the players, they can only score, and then announce the results after scoring.

This method is for fairness, but at the same time, it also puts a lot of pressure on the chefs waiting here.

After all, you can't see the judges' expressions, and sometimes it's hard to judge whether you're doing well or not.

Even while Shu Xia was waiting, his body was relaxed, but his spirit was tense. He only wished that the host would come in and announce the results at the next moment, but he was uneasy, afraid that he would come in and announce directly.

However, no matter whether you expect it or not, the results will always be announced, and it seems that the calculations are not slow outside. After all the dishes were served for 15 minutes, the host walked in with a pile of cards while everyone was waiting.

Those who failed to complete the two dishes on time were regarded as failures in the challenge, and they didn't even get points. Shu Xia originally thought that there would be very few people eliminated like this, but she didn't expect that a large number of people were screened out directly.

Maybe they usually cook very smoothly, but in such an urgent situation, there may be mistakes. One mistake, the previous preparations may be completely abolished, and it will increase the time-consuming.

Shu Xia couldn't say much about the people who left the field, but she also understood that this kind of competition not only tests the cooking skills, but also the chef's ability to withstand pressure.

After that part of the screening, the results of the other groups will not be announced here one by one, but will be posted outside the gate of the arena later. Here, the host will only announce the member of each group who can advance.

"The first group, Master Liu Hai, congratulations, please come up and get your qualification card for the next competition..."

The host said, in the first group, there were obviously some people who were happy and some people who were frustrated, but the people around looked at the first person who got the promotion qualification, most of them were envious.

"Second group...third group...five groups..."

The host continued to read round after round, and Shu Xia's nerves became more and more tense. I have to say that this way is full of excitement for the audience in front of the TV, and it is very enjoyable for chefs like them. , but it is not the usual nervous torment.

For national competitions, even if it is just a promotion match, the TV station will broadcast it, but there are too many people, and the method of recording, broadcasting and editing must be adopted, but it is certain that the meeting will be on TV.

"Group six, master Shu Xia, congratulations!"

After the name was pronounced, Shu Xia breathed a sigh of relief, and when she realized that she had smiled unconsciously, she was also dumbfounded.

I'm all excited here, if it's really the final game, I'm afraid my heart will jump out of my throat.

Shu Xia stood up under the watchful eyes of the people around her, and stood still in front of the host, "Hi, I'm Shu Xia."

When the host's original voice saw his face, he suddenly got stuck, and then smiled and passed the card over. They are all people who know how to create momentum, so they naturally understand how to do it so that the show can have higher ratings.

The moment Shu Xia took the card, she was not in a hurry to report back, and said with a microphone, "We can see that our Chef Shu Xia is really very young. To get the qualification to be promoted is really a wave of the Yangtze River pushing the waves ahead, can I ask, how old are you this year?"

Shu Xia had a headache. He was wary of the host's trick in his heart. He never expected that he would still be caught. Asking this question, their ratings might go up, but Shu Xia felt that he was full of hatred. , However, the headache was a headache, he could only take the card and smiled and said, "I am still young, much worse than the seniors, and I still have a lot to learn. This time is just a fluke, thank you."

He finished speaking unhurriedly, but did not give the host a chance to ask questions again. He went back to his seat and continued to ask questions. He would continue the competition next time. He originally played [-]% of his skills. When he met him, he played If it's [-]%, it's not good if you try your best to fight him.

After all, those who can be screened out will be stronger than this group no matter what.

That is, Shu Xia's two sentences, when he returned to his position, he received the two sincere congratulations next to him. They also know that many geniuses are beyond reach, and people are naturally jealous. Why is this? People are not me, but I will not be particularly disgusted.

It's not an original sin for a person to be outstanding, but if this genius is still proud of his talent, then it's no ordinary beating, and Shu Xia's few words make them feel comfortable, even if they lose, they are convinced of the loss, no What a grievance.

It was an individual competition in the morning, and a team competition in the afternoon. Non-participants were not allowed to watch. After a tense morning, when Shu Xia returned to the hotel in the afternoon, she could relax and let herself have a rest.

And in the evening, he tuned to that TV station. The program that was just recorded in the morning was edited and played on TV in the evening.

When I was at the scene, I didn't think that the scene of the Thousand Talents Competition was really grand when I watched it on TV. The camera occasionally zoomed in. Shu Xia occasionally saw some people's sword skills, and would take a closer look. It was different from them at the scene. , There will be a judges' scoring session on TV. The dishes are poured up one by one. The judges basically spit it out after tasting it, and continue to taste after taking a sip of water.

This method is understandable. After all, although there are a lot of judges, a dish made by tens of thousands of people, even if they only taste one bite, is enough to make people die.

The dishes in the running water go up, and only when they meet very good ones, they will be specially edited. Shu Xia has seen a few very good ones, and there is a five-string vegetable roll, which belongs to the Northeast cuisine. Wrapped in cabbage leaves, the vegetables wrapped inside are neatly arranged and poured with soup, which looks very pleasing at first glance.

There is also a dish of golden lionfish and a dish of bright pearl tofu. What Shu Xia cares about is the phoenix in golden clothes, duck meat is the main ingredient, wrapped in the tenderest vegetable leaves, eight in a plate, beautifully arranged , it hardly looks like a dish, but like a particularly crystal and beautiful snack.

Dishes pay attention to color, fragrance and taste. Color not only refers to the color, but also the art of plate arrangement. How to make it more beautiful, more pleasing to the eye, and more people want to taste the taste at a glance is the pursuit of color.

What's more, some people can use these dishes to make many dishes that look like handicrafts. This kind of craftsmanship can make the diners feel more happy, otherwise the chef would not practice knife skills hard.

Being able to be so meticulous and meticulous, Shu Xia felt that such a competition really produced a large number of talents.

The screen switches, and excellent works are often edited to the chef's screen. Looking at the chef who appeared on the screen, Shu Xia was a little surprised. He thought that the one who made such a dish was a chef who has been studying for many years. The old chef, but he didn't expect that it was a person who looked extremely young.

Gentleness, this is Shu Xia's first impression of that person, gentleness like water, this is the second impression.

Shu Xia seldom sees people at first glance, but that's the feeling that the chef gave him, with his eyebrows drooping like water, as if he was not cooking, but carving a painting carefully, long Her hair was tied slightly behind her head, making people hold their breath, and couldn't bear to disturb her at all.

The text messages under the TV kept sending.

"Wow, a beauty as gentle as water."

"The name is Du Ran, it sounds nice."

"Beauty marry me."

"Obviously you can rely on beauty, why should you rely on cooking skills?"

"..."

No one stipulates that you can't lick the chef's face value when watching the chef cook.

To be honest, Shu Xia felt that what they said was right. He watched it from the beginning to the end, but he didn't hear anything else clearly. He only heard that his name was Du Ran. When the screen switched to the next one, he still felt a little regretful.

Of course, Shu Xia only admires that person, just like a star on TV would think that this one is good-looking, and that one sings well, that person is beautiful and has good cooking skills.

Shu Xia's white-cut imperial concubine chicken was also edited. The bones are bloody and the meat is tender. It is the highest level of white-cut imperial concubine chicken. The judges gave it a very high evaluation. Some people even swallowed it without paying attention. His own screen, the text messages below surged again.

"Another big beauty."

"Ahhh, this isn't a chef competition, it's a beauty contest!"

"Find a beautiful chef and marry him."

"I don't care, this little brother is also my favorite."

"This is Shu Xia. I watched his city games that year, ahhhhhhhhh, why does he look better?"

Shu Xia covered her face, feeling a little ashamed. Although this kind of comment was a compliment to his face, he felt that if he could use words like handsome, handsome, and handsome to describe him, he would be happier instead of beautiful. That Du Ran was the one Beauty, he is handsome!

When Shu Xia and Shang Lu hung up the phone at night, they expressed their definition of their appearance in a profound and straightforward manner.

Shang Lu was silent for a while, and said, "Xia Xia, do you have any misunderstandings about Shuai?"

Shu Xia was so angry that she sent him the picture of Du Ran she found on the Internet while making a phone call, and said righteously, "This is what is called beauty."

"Xia Xia, you are more beautiful than him." Shang Lu didn't seem particularly affectionate, and emphasized it again, "Don't randomly store other people's photos in your mobile phone."

"I didn't save it," Shu Xia was speechless and asked the heavens about the attribute of Xi Shi and jealous altar in the eyes of a lover like him.

Maybe he shouldn't ask Shanglu, but Wang Zhi.

However, Wang Zhi's reply was like this [Dude, you have nothing to do with being handsome. ]

Shu Xia's reply was [Go away! ]

Then Wang Zhi just rolled away.

In the old-fashioned living room, the images of the game are being played on the LCD TV, not in the order of the TV, but after a segment of the image is played, it will return to the beginning and play it again.

"Du Ran, do you see anything?" Du Chengwei put down his teacup, sat down beside him, and asked while watching the picture on TV.

The young chef's technique is not at all unfamiliar, and the smile on the corner of his lips, as if he has already mastered it before he even started cooking, serious and enjoyable.

Du Ran paused the screen, nodded, and said softly, "His strength is very strong."

Whether it is the ratio of ingredients or the control of the heat, there is no immaturity that belongs to that age.

"However, there seems to be more of the teacher's techniques in his materials," Du Ran said softly, expressing his own observations.

Du Chengwei blushed, and coughed a little embarrassedly, "He is Xu Xiangqian's apprentice, teacher, I made a bet with him and taught him as an apprentice for three days, if it wasn't that old boy's apprentice, teacher, I really I really want to snatch that apprentice over, he has a strong learning ability, this national competition will definitely become your strong enemy, you have to be careful."

"Well," Du Ran nodded and smiled, his long hair poured out, with the texture of flowing water, but it did not match the gentleness of his smile, "But teacher, you lose every time you bet with Senior Xu, why do you still bet with him?"

Du Chengwei looked at his smile, his face darkened, and he said loudly, "This is an adult's business, what do children know, go to bed quickly, there will be no competition tomorrow, don't forget that you still have a team competition. "

"Yes, teacher," Du Ran stood up, stretched his long legs, turned and entered the bedroom.

In the living room, Du Chengwei looked at the pictures on the TV and sighed a little. They are all at such a young stage, they all have such outstanding appearances, and they all have excellent cooking skills. It really depends on luck who gets the winner.

After one night, the morning light dawned, and the next day's promotion match came as scheduled. Even though many people were screened out yesterday, today's venue is still crowded with people, as if the number of people has not decreased at all.