Chapter 310: : Just to pull hatred

early morning.
Yuanyue Teaching Area.
A group of people at Jixingliao just got off the school bus and heard the students running and talking about something.
Indistinctly, Tian Suohui and Morita Masaki have heard students mentioning lecturer Xia more than once. There is only one Xia lecturer in Yuanyue school, who is already obvious.
"Isn't today Monday?"
Fortunately, Xingping Chuangzhen put his hands in his pants pockets.
On the first two days of Saturday, Xia Yu came to class in the far month as usual, and even called a dozen outstanding students to tutor alone. Fortunately, Ping Chuangzheng was one of them. In the class, he took the cooking work and got Xia Yu. The praise, now Xingping Chuangzhen clearly remember that excitement.
"Look, look!"
Aoki Aoki and Shoji Sato rushed back from the kiosk in the teaching area, panting, and both held a crumpled food magazine in their hands.
Sato, with his blond hair on his back, pointed to the cover of the magazine and gasped: "Summer, summer lecturer!"
"what?"
At first Tian Suhui, Ryoko, Morita Mori, and Yoshino Yuki were still puzzled, but when they looked closely, when they saw the characters on the cover of the magazine, they were all silent and unable to speak for a while.
The cover is a vibrant young man.
He was wearing a cooking clothes when working in the kitchen of Xia's shop, and he did not wear a kitchen hat. He held a knife in one hand and a spatula in one hand. He had to say that the photographer was very skilled and matched with the spotless kitchen background. The cover pictures are very imposing.
Under the cover is a row of introductory text:
"Xia Yu, 16 years old, the youngest'quasi-super chef' certified by the IGO agency."
"Yuanyue special guest lecturer."
"The manager and chef of the popular Xia's restaurant."
Of course, "Taste Weekly" is also inevitable. In addition to the small print, the cover picture also reads the big red title of Dou Da:
"The youngest super chef in the history of neon native!"
Be good, it's history!
Looking at the picture, and then looking at the title, Tian Suohui, Ryoko, Morita Maki, and others were shocked.
Tian Suohui, Morita Masaki, and Kopei created the truth. Although they witnessed Xia Yu’s passing through the thousand generations, they felt a little frivolous and absurd at the moment. "This, this kind of title is the only one!"
Morita said no worries.
Tian Suhui's small face wrinkled again, nervous, holding his hands and murmured: "I'm afraid it will cause hostility from other chefs."
"Not afraid, but sure!"
Fortunately, Pingzheng’s hands were pulled out of his trouser pockets and he gripped tightly. He shouted and said,
I see this title, I’m full of blood. Is it the youngest super chef in the history of neon? I want to skip the class now On the shopping street, have a good halberd with that guy! If you beat him, wouldn’t I be a bit famous chef!
Jianghu Legend
His eyes flashed with a thick flame of fighting.
"Hey, Xingping, how many times have you lost, and still have to challenge Lecturer Xia?" Yoshino Yuki rolled her eyes and vomited.
"It's different this time!"
Fortunately, Ping Chuang really clenched his fists, his body shivered with excitement.
"If I had the chance to defeat him once, the aura on him would all belong to me!" Xingping Chuangzheng Dao said, "The following is the most challenging, the weak is the strongest, isn't it!"
A group of people were choked, and felt helpless about Xingping Chuangzhen's character that could not kill Xiaoqiang.
"Xing Ping is right..."
Shinji Marui pushed the spectacle frame, his face dignified, thinking: "If you have a similar challenge, you must be more than lucky. This kind of title is pulling hatred!"
Saying, Marui was strange.
""Taste Weekly" seems to have always followed the kingly school, has it never been the title party?" he asked.
"Uh……"
"How do I think this is an exclusive interview with the "American Food Review"." Yuki Yoshino vomited again, and when speaking of the "American Food Review", her face clearly showed disgust.
This food media has always had a poor reputation in Yuanyue School. Not only students, teachers, professors and even the board of directors are full of hostility to the "American Food Review".
Tian Suohui suddenly said: "I think that the lecturer Xia told the magazine to do so."
Hearing the words, everyone at Jixingliao looked at him intently.
With his head bowed, Tian Suohui thought he had said the wrong thing, but he was speechless.
Then everyone looked at Morita Maki again.
"Maki, what do you think?" Yuki Yoshino hugged Morita from behind and asked with a smile.
"It really looks like his style..." Morita thought that when he first came to the moon, he challenged Si Yingshi by name, and then had a halberd with the five-star chef Lancelot, and so on. There are so many things to see in Weibo, not to mention so many incidents, everyone can see that Xia Yu is actually very bold or crazy.
"I guess it's going to be a riot in the food industry for a while."
Yoshino Yuki's tone of gloating.
...
In the same month, Yaqie's house.
A housekeeper put today's latest magazine on the low table of Chaliao.
"Adult Yaqie, this is the latest issue of "Taste Weekly" magazine." The old housekeeper said.
Zhe Xianxian Zuoweimen sat on his knees at the tea table. His breakfast was very rich, but it seemed plain and light. Six or seven dishes and bowls were placed on the table. In addition to vegetables and fruits, there was also a bowl of fragrant rice. Serve with miso soup. Noble marriage contract, uncle's little cute wife
In addition, it is fried fish, tofu, eggs and other sweet seafood.
Due to the richness of neon seafood, there are undoubtedly many aquatic products such as sea fish, shrimp, and shellfish in the neon diet. In addition to the rice, the classic Japanese breakfast also intends to match a variety of side dishes. It is exquisite and eliminates waste while allowing people to take a more comprehensive intake of nutrients.
Reading newspapers for breakfast is a habit of Zhexian Zuoweimen.
Except for the weekly "Taste Weekly" published by Neon Native, most other newspapers and magazines are foreign.
"Ok?"
On the cover of Today's Magazine, the thick white eyebrows of Zhexian Zuoweimen suddenly picked up, and the scars on the right eye became more terrible due to muscle movement.
Surprised, put down the chopsticks, Zhe Xian Zuo Zuomen's eyes stopped on the energetic teenager on the cover, and after a while, he smiled deeply: "... What is the youngest special chef in the history of neon natives?" ?"
IGO institutions have such a principle.
The chef is registered in which country department, which chef belongs to which region.
In the eyes of the IGO agency, the chef has no nationality, only the division of the area, and neon inherited the classic 11th district title.
Therefore, the IGO Neon Department, also called the Eleventh Division within the IGO, is the director of the Eleventh Division.
Not thinking about eating breakfast, Zhe Xian Xian Weimen opened the magazine.
Unsurprisingly, the first few pages are all interview topics.
After a few glances, it seemed as if I saw something incredible. The pupils of Yuanyue's pupils shrank slightly, and after a long silence, they commanded the housekeeper standing beside him.
"Turn on the TV and jump to the "Taste Weekly" column..."
The housekeeper did what he said ~EbookFREE.me~ Soon, the big TV hanging on the wall of the teahouse heard a pleasant voice from the hostess.
The show just went to the interview stage. I saw a young man, and Yuki Watanabe, who was familiar with the people, sat on the sofa and faced the camera. The two asked and answered, and the process was very smooth.
"Chef Xia, what do you think of the negative news about the restaurant recently?"
Yuki Watanabe on TV asked.
"Can I swear..."
Then came a string of swear words. The old housekeeper of the house, obviously proficient in Chinese, repeated it in amazement: "I bought a watch last year... Is this swear word?"
"I'm not targeting anyone, I want to say..."
Suddenly stopped.
The old housekeeper looked at Zheqianxian Zuoweimen with a very embarrassed expression. (.)