White Moonlight of the Tyrant

A beam of golden lights came down on the stage, instantly brightening the huge venue.

Several contestants wearing white chef uniforms stepped onto the stage one by one, accompanied by countless applause and flashing lights.The camera under the stage accurately captured the expression of each contestant, and then instantly transcribed it on the huge LED display screen standing in the center of the venue.

Ming Ran was the last one to step onto the stage, wearing a snow-white uniform, making him look extraordinarily thin.

In this culinary finals, Ming Ran is the youngest, and his pure eyes make him look like a young man who has not experienced much in the world.

But no one will underestimate him.

Everyone knows how crisp and neat this boy who looks soft and thin holds a knife. His exquisite knife skills have amazed many well-known chefs, and he has won extremely high votes in the preliminary and semi-finals consecutively.

The camera gave Ming Ran a positive face, and the audience immediately screamed, and the fans shouted "Ran Ran" at the top of their lungs. The degree of crazy enthusiasm shocked Ming Ran.

Fortunately, Ming Ran controlled his facial expression in time, narrowed his eyes towards the camera, and smiled slightly.

The camera cut away, and the fans of other contestants were equally enthusiastic, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Originally, the scale of the finals was not so large, but Huo Yunting suddenly threw money at it, forcing the organizers to change to the largest venue, rent the best equipment, and hire the best lighting and photographers.

Huo Yunting squandered money for a luxurious concert, and the organizer followed his wishes and changed the original medium-sized final to a super-luxury version.

This should be the most glittering final of all cooking competitions.

Huo Yunting was sitting at Ming Ran's cheering place, looking at the confident and shy boy on the big screen, listening to the cheering and cheering of his supporters, he felt secretly proud.

This is my cub.

The judges sat down in a row in front of the competition area. They are all well-known culinary masters at home and abroad, and their status in the circle is extremely high.

With these well-known seniors as judges and the live broadcast, no one would dare to spread rumors and falsify the competition after the show ended.

After the simple opening ceremony, the game finally started.

There is no theme for the final, and there is no limit to the number of works, it is all up to the contestants to play freely.

But there is only one point, the dishes participating in the final must be original.The jury evaluates each contestant's work from the four starting points of food health, production process, vision and taste.

After Ming Ran listened to the rules of the game, he didn't act immediately.Under the dazzling light, Ming Ran suddenly felt that there was something in his heart that he wanted to express.

At the moment when he is infinitely close to his dream, Ming Ran is suddenly full of desire to confide.

Countless emotions swell in his body, and he needs to express them carefully and carefully to those who protect him and like him.

As a chef, the best way to express his feelings is his dishes.

Ming Ran seemed to think of something suddenly, his slightly round eyes flashed with brilliance.

Flour, sugar and wine.

Ming Ran did not choose high-end ingredients such as abalone and sea cucumber that most people like, but chose some extremely simple ones.

After more than ten minutes, what he made was surprising.

An unknown mixture resembling mud and gravel appeared on the flaming operating table. His white hands were stirring it, and there was a black mark on the tip of his nose. At first glance, it looked like a child playing with mud, which made the judges and the audience laugh.

Dirty things like dirt will never appear on the competition site, so the "dirty things" on the burning console must be temporarily made from food.

The huge glass container was filled with pitch-black soil, and a bottle of blue curacao was thrown into it suddenly. The soil was diluted and turned into a dark dark blue, which looked like a seductive swamp under the bright lights.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by the alluring dark blue.

Maltose, lemon and ice.

The honey-yellow maltose is melted by high temperature and turned into a viscous liquid syrup. When mixed with the juice squeezed from half a lemon, it exudes a sweet and sour refreshing smell, like the unique youthful taste of seventeen or eighteen-year-old teenagers.

Ming Ran leaned over, his gaze extremely serious.He quickly stirred the syrup in his arms, the temperature of the syrup gradually cooled, and its appearance approached pale yellow amber.

It wasn't until a strip of syrup like a golden thread was pulled up high that everyone was amazed. It turned out that Ming Ran was doing sugar sculpture.

The camera cuts to the flaming console.

A crescent moon wrapped with semi-solidified sugar silk suddenly appeared on the LED display.Every pattern on the crescent moon is exquisitely and meticulously made, meandering and circling, as if giving the crescent moon a fresh life.

If they hadn't witnessed Ming Ran's movements with their own eyes, some people might think that it was a handicraft carefully carved by machines.

It is said that those who are serious will shine.

At this moment, Ming Ran was standing on the stage, his cold brows and eyes were full of concentration, and now he was more eye-catching than ever.

last step.

Ming Ran picked up the cryogenic spray gun, lowered his eyes, and sprayed it on his moon.

The solidified amber syrup, because of the low-temperature spray gun, instantly formed a thin layer of ice, forming a thin, icy-white shell.

When Ming Ran rang the bell on the console, everyone was shocked.

Who would have thought that the most common and simple ingredients could produce such amazing works.

In a gloomy deep blue swamp, a crescent moon stands alone. The cold air emitted by the ice shell is like a faint fog. The half body of the crescent moon is inserted in the quagmire, forming a strong visual conflict between black and white, light and dark. Effect.

The camera zoomed in, when Ming Ran's work appeared on the LED display, for a moment, the chaotic venue was completely silent.

When the judges asked Ming Ran about his creative inspiration, this is his answer.

He said that when he was most isolated and helpless, there was a crescent moon, which lit up his life.

Because of this crescent moon, he bid farewell to cowardice, summoned up his courage, and vowed to become a better person.

The soil in the work is made from baked desserts.

When tasting, the bitterness of dark chocolate and the spiciness of rum linger longest on the tongue.Mixed together, there will be a wonderful mellow taste, like life.

The outer ice shell of the moon is so thin that it will shatter when tapped lightly, revealing the amber sugar inside.Because there is lemon in the sugar, it is not greasy, and the refreshing sour taste after the sweet wheat fragrance stirs between the lips and teeth, which is youth.

Lin Yuesheng always said that Ran is his hope and his treasure.But he didn't know that in Ming Ran's heart, Lin Yuesheng was also his unique light in the boundless darkness.

Ming Ran will never forget that day when he stood in front of the bedroom window, staring absentmindedly at the rose garden left by his mother, his mind was full of all-out thoughts.

It was Lin Yuesheng who disturbed him time and time again and gave him the motivation to live.

Whether it is Lin Yuesheng who protected him and valued him in the past, or Huo Yunting who is careful and caring for him now, Ming Ran must sincerely thank him.

Because of "them", Ming Ran has the courage and ability to become a better person.

Ming Ran raised his eyes to face the camera, his serious face finally revealed a light smile.

"Thank you."

my moon.

……

After the cooking competition, Ming Ran became a busy man.

Interviews from magazines, invitations to lectures from international culinary schools, and friendly visits from some well-known chefs...Ming Ran feels like he has become a spinning top, being beaten hard by the whip of life every day, making him dizzy.

Ming Ran suddenly missed the time before the finals. At that time, he was still unknown, eating, drinking, studying recipes every day, so happy.

Unlike now, I don't even have time to go to the kitchen to make a nice dinner.

The one who suffered the most was Huo Yunting. He watched his wife come in and out every day, he was busier than himself, and the two of them didn't even have time for a date.

Finally at night, Huo Yunting wanted to squeeze Ming Ran into a small milk.But Ming Ran could fall asleep just by touching the pillow, and Huo Yunting's wolf paws had to be retracted with exhaustion on his white and tender face.

unhappy.

Chairman Huo, who was nearly thirty years old, sat cross-legged on the bed with a gloomy expression on his face.

It was almost time for K University to start school.

Ming Ran turned down all invitations, carefully sorted out the textbooks, and prepared for school!

Huo Yunting was even more unhappy.

K University is several hundred kilometers away from the capital, so going to school means leaving home.Huo Yunting hasn't warmed up yet, so how could he be willing to let Ming Ran go so far away.

Originally, Huo Yunting had decided to buy a house near K University and accompany his wife to finish college, but Ming Ran wanted to live on campus.

Huo Yunting was not calm anymore.

"Live on campus! Why do you want to live on campus? Several people live in one room, and the bed is so small, how can it be as comfortable as home?"

Ming Ran squatted on the ground to pack his luggage: "It turned out that I was isolated by everyone because of my cold personality and being out of gregariousness. This time I don't want to repeat the same mistakes. I want to integrate into the group. Living on campus will make it easier to make friends."

Huo Yunting watched Ming Ran put the clothes in one by one from a condescending height, feeling impatient.A while ago, he could bear Ming Ran's going out early and returning home late, at least he could sleep in his arms at night, but now he doesn't even have the benefits of sleeping in his arms!

Huo Yunting frowned sharply: "Don't you even miss me?"

Huo Yunting actually said such pitiful words?Ming Ran was shocked, put down his clothes and stood up, and saw Huo Yunting's very unhappy face.

Ming Ran hurried up, lightly pecked the corner of his mouth, and coaxed: "I'm going to school, and it's not like I'm never coming back again, what's your expression?"

Huo Yunting remained silent with a dark face.

Ming Ran was afraid that Huo Yunting's temper would come up and he would come straight to the point, so he continued to coax: "Just half a semester, when I get to know everyone well, I'll move out to live with you, do you think it's okay?"

Huo Yunting still didn't speak, but his demeanor was obviously not as scary as before.

Ming Ran struck while the iron was hot, put his hands on Huo Yunting's shoulders, and hooked his neck: "I call you every day, and I will go home to accompany you as soon as possible on weekends. Is this good, Uncle Huo?"

This was the first time Ming Ran called Uncle Huo, and Huo Yunting immediately froze.

Ming Ran's soft voice spit out the three words Uncle Huo, like honey spit out from the core of a flower, sweet and cloying.

Huo Yunting was stunned for half a second, then his eyes changed immediately.

Huo Yunting pinched Ming Ran's waist, pressed him on the bed, opened his legs viciously, and said with deep eyes: "Call Uncle Huo a few more times later, and I will allow you to live in the school."

Huo Yunting was very animalistic, Ming Ran was suppressed by him and called Uncle Huo all afternoon, his voice was hoarse, Huo Yunting finally nodded and agreed to let him live in the school.

Ming Ran's return to school caused quite a stir in K University.Especially the school leadership, they attach great importance to Ming Ran's resumption of school.

One is because a few days ago, Huo Yunting donated a building in K University in the name of Ming Ran.

The second is, who doesn't know that this young primary school student is the "New Chef God" who has become so popular recently.Even foreign media are actively reporting it, which can be said to win glory for the country, and it is difficult for the school not to pay attention to it.

On the first day of school, the gate of K was full of students dragging their luggage, colorful clothes and young and beautiful smiling faces everywhere, a scene full of vitality.

Ming Ran looks handsome, as soon as he got off the bus, seniors and sisters came to help carry the luggage.

"Student, you look so familiar, like a star."

"Young brother, you are from the xx department! What a coincidence, I am your senior."

"Student, do you want to join our animation club? There are many gentle and lovely ladies to flirt with you!"

Huo Yunting sat in the car with a blank expression on his face.

He just watched quietly, watching his wife being teased.

I really want to kill.

Ming Ran took back his luggage, rejected a beautiful girl who asked for a WeChat account, smiled and said: "I'm sorry, I have a boyfriend, he will be angry if I send WeChat indiscriminately."

man, boyfriend?

The girl's shocked face, is that what I thought it meant?

...Sudden stimulation!

Ming Ran smiled sheepishly, and pointed to a low-key Porsche not far away: "Look, he's sulking inside now, I'm going to coax him."

Ming Ran declined all the seniors and sisters, walked to the car and knocked on the window: "Aren't you going to help me carry my luggage?"

Huo Yunting pressed the window down, with a cold face and did not speak.

Sour.

Ming Ran leaned over, pressed Huo Yunting's lips and kissed deeply.

Huo Yunting's breathing suddenly became disordered, and he clasped Ming Ran's neck to deepen the kiss.

After the kiss, Ming Ran's face was smeared with two lumps of light red, and he panted and said, "Aren't you going to help me carry my luggage?"

"Good wife."

Spring is the season of cherry blossoms.With hands behind his back, Ming Ran walked briskly on the bluestone road.

He suddenly recalled that when his mother was alive, he always liked to chase butterflies in the garden.

Every time he turned around, his mother always looked at him tenderly behind her.

Ming Ran stopped suddenly, turned around cautiously as if opening a present.

In the morning light, Huo Yunting was wearing a neat suit, handsome as a prince walking out of a fairy tale book.

Time stood still for an instant, and Ming Ran recalled a sentence he had read:

When you meet the person you want to meet among thousands of people, during thousands of years, in the boundless wilderness of time, you happen to catch up, neither a step too early nor a step too late.

It's great that I can meet you.

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The author has something to say: When you meet the person you want to meet among thousands of people, in the thousands of years, in the boundless wilderness of time, you are neither a step too early nor a step too late, just happen to catch up, Then there is nothing else to say, only to ask softly: "Oh, are you here too?"

—— Zhang Ailing

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