Chapter 889: : Counterfeit Counterattack (Part 2)

The raven was silent.
The white rice cake piece fell straight on the ground, like an aerated Q-Jelly Candy. Gudong bounced a few times before stopping.
White, contrasting with black shiny floors.
It was as if snowflakes had fallen into a black pool, contaminated, and everyone on the scene frowned.
The cameraman was very clever and immediately gave Wei Zhong a close-up of his hand.
Shaking!
In the picture, the hand that just held the rice cake has a tremor that can be observed by the naked eye.
Even, there are two fingers, stretched tightly, shocked, shaking.
The atmosphere becomes subtle.
"This..." female director Lu Qinghong said in amusement, "Wei kitchen, isn't it just a piece of rice cake? How are you like the fatal poison, the rice cake monster is so terrible?"
"Do not!"
Taking a deep breath, Wei Zhong didn't look at the falling rice cake, and stared directly at Xia Mowang's face, then looked at him.
The picture freezes like this.
Wei Zhong's eyes were suspicious, and there was a more terrible cold than the teenager just annoyed him.
Ye Feizhou knew he could no longer be silent.
As the third chef with "hand of God" on the scene, he certainly knew why Wei Zhong had such a big reaction when he touched the rice cake of Xia Mo Wang. Strictly speaking, that is the "hand of God" disgusting and repelling each other!
As for why Xia Yu mastered the "hand of God", and within a short period of time, he practiced this kitchen technique to an astonishing level. In fact, Ye Feizhou was also extremely shocked.
In the background that day, he handed over the fur of the "hand of God". Correspondingly, Xia Yu just taught him the frame structure of a fish-shaped Tai Chi.
So, how does a trace of fur grow larger and larger and extend infinitely outward?
Ye Feizhou's eyes hide the unsteady waves.
"Guishu, actually..." He opened his mouth, but it was still too late.
"you!"
Wei Zhong stared at Xia Yu and said, "You stole my sectary heritage?!"
A deep and suffocating voice, the killer overflowed from the eyes.
There is no doubt that "Hand of God" is the core secret of Huang He's heritage. Even if you want to exchange things, such as Ye Feizhou and Xia Yu, they are only handing over a shallow theoretical basis. Difficult to use in cooking practice and acting on dishes, forcibly improving quality.
Different from Lei Aoxue and Qixingdao.
After all, the "Seven Star Knife" is not a Lei Shi casting, this vein is only held, is it not a set of knives that was once cast by Master Roche, came out to install forks and clicked on the righteous Lord Ren? .
The "God's Hand" cooking technique can make Wei Zhong contact with the skin and gain insight into the information that many eyes and nose cannot collect.
Simply put, at the moment when he felt the rice cakes of the Xia Yu group, Wei Zhong rubbed his whole body to chill!
It is "the hand of god"!
He is determined.
and……
The other party's cooking skills, in Wei Zhong's head, formed a very strange picture-
A poppy with a bud waiting to be released!
Faintly, the breathtaking purple is circulating!
"Steal?" Xia Yu shrugged. "I'm sorry, my cooking skills may be more authentic than you learned!"
There was a sneer in the corner of his mouth.
Isn't it?
Green up, his god's hand was learned from the system, Zheng Er Ba Jing, and invested his energy to practice hard, and he worked hard to earn reputation and upgrade his rank.
Then, you told me it was stealing? Ha, did you make a mistake!
"impossible!"
In Wei Zhong's eyes, there is a beast-like desire to kill. "In the Chinese world, it is only me who inherits the "hand of God"! "
"Xing Xing Xing, I admit that you have a great pulse!"
Xia Yu yawned apologetically, pointing to the jury seat, and the stage environment around him. "Now the program is being recorded, our alternate face, Mr. Wang, can you first converge your minions and arrogance?"
Wei Zhong's face was as dark as the bottom of the pot, and his fists squeezed.
"Everyone--"
Xia Yu ignored the angry beast and went to the jury. The five judges, including female director Lu Qinghong, watched him with complicated eyes.
There were one or two reviewers who wanted to stop talking.
They wanted to ask the cause of the conflict and the beast anger, but they felt inappropriate.
Lu Qinghong smiled like a cunning fox, and Xia Yu met her long and narrow Danfeng eyes and realized that there was a meaning in her eyes.
The variety show "Kitchen Three Kingdoms" can be very prosperous, and every season you can invite female directors of different kitchen chefs with different tricks. In addition to the ability to dance with long sleeves, the background background can not be underestimated.
"Score!" Xia Yu looked away and smiled slightly.
After hearing that, the judges exchanged a look.
Wow wow
After a while, the five scoreboards and the numbers above were clearly captured by the show lens.
The hostess's voice trembled authentically: "19 points, 19 points, 20 points, 20 points, 19 points!"
"Three 19 points, two full marks!"
"The total score is-97!"
A very delicate score.
The air, the expression of the audience on the stage, all have capital "subtle"!
Only one point higher than 96 in the guard group.
With a very subtle difference, it occupied the top spot in the round of the rice cake competition!
"what--"
The camera swept away again, but it captured the back view of Wei Zhong stepping down from the stage.
The back is still upright, but it looks a bit embarrassed in any way.
The instructor left midway?
Female director Lu Qinghong's smile stiffened on her face.
Xia Yu was also startled, "He's leaving now? I'm going to tell him well that Dahemi and the kind of spring water are the magic weapon for our team. They are a pair of wonderful CP matches! Alas Oh, oh, I haven’t finished my lines yet, come back to me—"
Listening to his thoughts, Ye Feizhou was on the side, and his face twitched fiercely.
He opened his mouth to Xia Yu, but finally, the questioning words could not be spit out, and Ye Feizhou sighed and chased Wei Zhong who had left the field.
The program recording stopped abruptly.
"card!"
Lu Qinghong stood up, looked at the ladies watch, and greeted the people on and off the stage, "rest in the afternoon!"
Only a trace of turmoil began in the silent venue.
Xia Yu shrugged, squatted down, picked up the rice cake that had just fallen to the ground, and unintentionally swept his eyes to the nearby ground, but his pupils shrank violently~EbookFREE.me~ found!
A little shiny golden awn is in sight.
Feeling guilty, looking around, Xia Yu maintained a squat posture, moved a few steps to step on the shiny things on the sole of the shoe, and pretended to be a shoelace after a minute or two, but smoothly took the ground things on his hands... ...Wait, why am I so skilled? Thoughts grew, but Xia Yu's movements were only slowed down. The miscellaneous thoughts were cleared first, and he held things firmly in his palm. Unexpectedly, he looked closely at the props information that popped up on the retina:
"[Hand of God·Experience Card] (Purple)..."
Boom!
The heart is jumping out of the chest.
"No!" Xia Yu whispered exaggeratedly, couldn't believe it, "Well, this is a treasure?"
Just asked the system.
"What are you doing?"
There was an awkward voice behind.
Xia Yu was still squatting, turning stiffly, and said to Zhu Qing who was standing behind him, "Did you see it?"
Zhu Qing stared at him with her hands akimbo and her eyes like black jewels, "Are you having trouble with the house? A man squatting on the stage is nagging..." She found that she was too close to Xia Yu, but Xia Demon, In a squat shape, Zhu Qing wore a woolen pleated skirt today, with the skirt angle above the knee, which is a short skirt, and his legs were exposed to the air without wearing stockings.
There is a gap between high and low, what secrets are there in girls' skirts? Zhu Qing covered the skirt subconsciously and retreated to a safe distance, Fang relieved.
Although he didn't deliberately deliberately idiot or something, there was still a shadow similar to the color of the skirt fabric in the field of vision. In the absolute field position, in a flash, Xia Yu muttered: "Really anti-human safety pants!"
"what?!"
A slightly cold hand grabbed his ear.
Zhu Qingfu lowered his body, and his delicate cheeks came close with shame, "Have you seen it?"