Chapter 973: :heat

Jiang Dasheng is a very ordinary ordinary person, with a plain look, no background, half an otaku, less experience, has not had a girlfriend in his early twenties, has been with Wu girl all year round, and his right arm is unusually sturdy.
However, Jiang Dasheng thinks that he is not ordinary, because he has the highest professional status in today's society-the chef.
"boom--"
The voice of dream breaking, Jiang Dasheng wiped his mouth of Hara Zi, rubbed his sleepy eyes and woke up, when his brain was sober and realized that he became an official chef, obtained a star badge, handed in a young and beautiful girlfriend, and became a big winner in life... …These scenes are nothing but imaginations in the dream, Jiang Dasheng Ha sighed, and murmured in dismay: "When will I be able to change from an apprentice!"
In fact, Jiang Dasheng is only half a foot into the food industry. He is an apprentice in the kitchen of a star hotel in Jingchu provincial city. The master is a special chef with more than a dozen disciples. The number of apprentices is even more broken. Hundreds, Jiang Dasheng did not stand out in the group. He ripped open his inner scars and said that his assessment results in each period were easy to find from the back to the front. The first day of the promotion of the disciple was far away.
Last night, he practiced basic skills very late. Jiang Dasheng struggled to get up and wash.
He has a nice small single room, a bedroom, a small hall, a kitchen and a bathroom. There are tens of square meters in area. If he is promoted to a formal disciple, he will be treated better. Just in accordance with the rhythm of daily life, Jiang Dasheng got into the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth, and incidentally turned on the TV in the living room.
The beautiful female voice reported:
"...This is a professional star hotel in Jingchu Provincial City. The reporter from our food station has arrived at the scene. Below is a video of the reporter interviewing the hotel management."
With a beep, the TV screen switched, and after the female reporter asked questions, a thick male voice that made Jiang Dasheng tremble and answered:
"We welcome Chef Xia and his entourage, and provide the best service possible!"
master?
Jiang Dasheng didn't care about spitting foam and rinsed, so he ran out of the bathroom and opened his mouth to watch TV.
An imposing middle-aged man stood in the camera, wearing a chef's costume, carrying his hands, and hanging on his chest was a "Vice-Chairman of a certain hotel chain" work card. Jiang Dasheng almost collapsed.
Immediately, Jiang Dasheng opened his mouth to the maximum because of the content of the TV program, "Why, what, that Xia Demon King, the Mixed Devil King, stayed in our hotel?"
He immediately turned to stare at the calendar on the TV cabinet.
Today Saturday!
"My God!" Jiang Dasheng thought after a while, and then he felt a whirl of the sky, dumbfounded, "This time, isn't it a day, Sunday...The Xia Demon King is going to Baiyun Pavilion?!"
He was so busy that he had forgotten this important event!
Gargle and wash his face, quickly put on his apprentice's work clothes, Jiang Dasheng rushed out of his personal residence and rushed to the skyscraper building not far from the hotel dormitory building.
The small garden in front of the building, the parking lot, and the black crowded people.
It seems to happen to meet a time point where a big man interviewed the break, the media people left in twos and threes.
A female reporter passed by, and Jiang Dasheng listened to her joking with the cameraman: "This Xia Demon, I really don't know how to describe him. Say he is crazy, is he young, but he rarely shows up in public, very Interview less, very low-key."
"Hey!"
The female reporter's smile turned to gloomy, "But this time, he has a great possibility to escape. Outside, he can be arrogant and arrogant, but if he comes to the museum like this, he jumps on the head, and Huang He is the master. How can it be tolerated!"
The cameraman shook his head, revealing a sneer at the good show: "Devil? This nickname is enough to scare the juniors, but it is a joke for the dragon chef of this level."
"I see, this time, the devil is about to die, just to extinguish the heat about this person in the past six months."
Jiang Dasheng, who came here for his idol, was angry and said: "Chef Xia will not lose!"
The loud voice whispered in the main entrance of the hotel, and all the media people looked at it.
The female reporter and cameraman who talked in a low voice gave Jiang Dasheng a strange look, didn't say much, and hurried away. But before they left, the look in their eyes seemed to mock Jiang Dasheng's blind worship of the idol Xia Mowang. In other words, with the current atmosphere of online and offline public opinion, I am afraid that only a handful of "brain remnants" firmly believe that Xia Yu will remain invincible when confronting a dragon chef.
Jiang Dasheng is one of the very few "brain remnants". He stood among the scattered crowds and suffered a weird look.
At this time, a generous palm rested on his shoulder.
"you're not alone."
The low and firm male voice, Chinese is not very standard, a little bit foreigner. Jiang Dasheng raised his head in shock, and found several people standing behind him, reaching for his shoulder and patting him on the shoulder. It was a man with a very sturdy suit. He kept his head in his head, and had a refreshing smile on his toned face.
The faint sense of familiarity made Jiang Dasheng strange. This person seemed to have been seen there.
Another middle-aged man with long red hair and a black T-shirt and jeans stepped forward: "Silver, we should go in, he is waiting."
The vicissitudes of the man’s eyes cleared Jiang Dasheng and grinned slightly: "I have the same opinion as you. This time, the winner of the culinary showdown is definitely... Summer Demon King!"
"All right!"
Kamihara Masato came up with a small box, "Remember, we are foreign tourists, be low-key!"
The three legendary gods of the IGO trio and Yuanyue have arrived.
Ryoko Lina's hostess will take off her sunglasses. She is a pair of office women's attire. Slim trousers are lined with straight and round legs. The small suit is a lace white shirt. It is very full of things. The button was stretched tightly, and from the side, the bulging body was not overly praiseworthy.
Hotel, top floor.
Dingdong.
When the elevator doors opened, Xia Yu said to these friends who came from afar: "It's great that you guys can come to watch the battle."
In fact, this visiting team was uninvited and sent a text message to Xia Yu before boarding.
Xia Yu also knows that "Bai Tie" has spread to the world in the past week~EbookFREE.me~ It's just one of countless teams. Tomorrow, there must be a lot of foreign faces on Baiyunge Square.
"It's such a grand event, a completely open Dragon Chef duel, it's hard to meet once in ten years, can't miss it!" Dojima Yin stepped out of the elevator with a refreshing smile.
"It's true that they couldn't get to the scene because of their studies." "Sura" Ichiro Ichihiro smiled, "but they will definitely watch the live broadcast in front of TV and cheer for you."
"How, how much confidence can you win?"
God Yuanzhengren, Aoki Sect asked too coincidentally.
A pair of secluded eyes, gazing at Yingying, Xia Yu spread his hand: "This is my first battle against Dragon Chef, I can't grasp it..."
Words stopped.
Xia Yu received a new task reminder that suddenly popped up after seeing no movement for many days:
coming!