At half past seven in the evening, in front of the Hokage Building, the much-anticipated cooking competition ushered in the countdown.
Early in the morning, the ring like a bird's nest was already crowded and very lively This is a rare grand occasion except for the middle ninja exam Teams of ninjas were already busy, scattering around, guiding the crowd and maintaining law and order.
And in the unnoticed place, a member of the dark department wearing a mask and a black robe, his eyes swept around sharply, extremely vigilant.
Above the center of the ring, there was a line of empty seats, and no one could approach them.
This is reserved for the Hokage and other famous ninjas In order to let the audience better watch the game, the organizers are very intimate, hanging four huge screens in the sky, so that everything that happens in the ring can be clearly seen.
At the top right of the screen, there is a line counting down the time.
At this time, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes walked into the ring, He held the microphone in his hand and said, "I'm the host K, ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the scene of the God of Kitchen Competition."
The middle-aged man paused, and for a while, the audience applauded like thunder.
"Everyone must be wondering why it is called the name of the Chef Competition."
The host K pointed to his face and said, "Because this is very face-saving" "Shh The audience cheered.
Host K watched the audience's mood and continued: "Today, there will be two legendary chefs here. ” "On the one hand, Uncle Yile of the famous village, who has been studying cooking for decades, he has already reached the realm of transformation, and he shows the demeanor of a master in his gestures."
"On the other side, it is Yang Ming, a rookie who has suddenly risen recently."
"He seemed to jump out of a stone, he was unknown before, but now he is famous and prestigious, chasing Uncle Yile."
"It is said that the food made by Yang Ming's shop has an incredible effect, which can help unite chakras and promote ninjas who are not talented."
"And tonight, in what form these two chefs will appear, let's wait and see" As soon as the words ended, the lights of the entire ring went out.
For a moment, it was plunged into darkness.
Suddenly, a light appeared, like the light of dawn, enveloping a tall figure.
In the ring, Uncle Yile was wearing a white kitchen suit, and his face was calm, as if no matter how difficult it was, it was just floating clouds.
Even from afar, seeing it through the screen, the audience felt a pressure as strong as a mountain.
At this time, a microphone was handed to Uncle Yile, and the voice of the host K sounded again.
"Uncle Yile, may I ask, what do you have to say to your opponent?"
Uncle Yile hugged his chest with his hands, his straight posture, like a sword piercing the sky, with an indifferent face, and said: "I'm sorry, I'm the one who won, you better go back and practice." ” For a while, the applause was like a tide, and the applause continued.
The audience, especially the villagers who often go to Yile Restaurant, supported Uncle Yile with their own practical actions The applause of the rolling wave resounded in the sky and could not be stopped for a long time.
In the face of these, Uncle Yile was like a mud cast, without the slightest movement, as if this was just a drizzle, and it set off his master's demeanor.
When the applause fell, the high-pitched voice of the host K rose.
"Uncle Yile is done, what about our other contestant?"
However, the words of host K were like a pebble falling into the abyss, and there was no reply for a long time.
"Babble" Suddenly, the audience used a simple sentence to mock.
The host K is so embarrassed, his eyes are purring, and he said: "Well, they all say that Boss Yang Ming is very willful, it's really better to see than to hear, people are like their names, they are really capricious."
After speaking, the audience booed again.
The boos of tens of thousands of people were like earth-shattering thunder, resounding for thousands of miles.
If Yang Ming really didn't come, then his reputation would be stinky, and no one would be willing to go to Yang Ming's shop in the future.
In the midst of a chorus of boos, a figure ran out of the toilet holding his stomach.
Soon, he plunged headlong into the pitch-black ring and snatched the microphone from the host's hand.
Suddenly, a young voice sounded in the noisy environment.
"You don't need to be late to pretend to be forced, I'm Yang Ming, here" The sound of the audience came to an abrupt end.
A belated flash of light reacted and shrouded Yang Ming's body.
Compared with Uncle Yile's tall and majestic figure, Yang Ming is obviously at a disadvantage, his body is thin and thin, and he looks weak and windless, as if he can be blown away by the wind at any time.
This made the audience very unoptimistic about Yang Ming.
After all, it is difficult to do a good job in the chef's profession without a strong physique.
The host K took a microphone in exchange for a sensational tone, and said: "Boss Yang Ming, Uncle Yile was full of confidence just now, what do you have to say to him?"
Yang Ming smiled indifferently, without the slightest intimidation, looked directly at Uncle Yile, and said: "The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach, Uncle Yile, you are old, this era belongs to young people" This sentence is too arrogant and too unsightly Although many people don't know what the Yangtze River is, it doesn't prevent them from knowing what Yang Ming means.
Nima: Is this going to turn on the map cannon?
You must know that half of the audience present are middle-aged, and this sentence can be said to have offended them all.
For a while, there was a burst of abuse in the ring, what a shaft, arrogant people, all kinds of endless.
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Uncle Yile lifted the corners of his mouth, looked at Yang Ming, his eyes were as cold and sharp as a sword, and said, "Young man, I admit that you have arrogant capital. ” "Perhaps, if you give you another ten years, the old man will lose to you."
"But now," like a sleeping tiger suddenly woke up, Uncle Yile's momentum surged, and said: "I have the consciousness of victory, you have no chance of winning" Mouth cannon, who wouldn't Yang Ming pretended to raise his head, "Ten years is too long, you don't even understand this when you fight for the day, you are really old" How many teenagers are there in life As the saying goes, if a teenager is not frivolous, life is in vain In the midst of scolding and boos, Yang Ming looked up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, raised his middle finger high to everyone present, and spoke calmly.
"Forgive me the truth, everyone here is spicy chicken" He is like the sun surrounded by stars, and no matter how many you are, there will be no one who shines In contrast, the tens of thousands of people on the field are like chickens pecking rice, with eyes that don't know Mount Tai, and mistakenly take the phoenix for a soup chicken As soon as the words were spoken, the audience was silent.
Whether it is the melon-eating audience, the host K, or even Uncle Yile, they are so angry that their chests rise and fall violently, and they have the urge to pull out a knife and kill If the gaze could kill, at this time, Yang Ming was already a dead corpse
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