You ate the fish.

It lives in the memory of your tongue.

Isn't the subtext of Xia Yu's sentence the feeling of déjà vu of a classic line "I ate you and merged with you and we will never be separated." Wei Qinglian was immediately hit by a critical hit in his heart, and there seemed to be bleeding damage value on his head.

Being depressed!

It was like watching several works that caused depression repeatedly, the stomachache and the sadness were flowing back into a river, which was hard to express in words. Wei Qinglian's pretty face turned pale, covered her belly and murmured: "I ate Kun..."

Seeing her reaction, Xia Yu looked even more surprised, "I said, Ms. Yu Chu, you are too immersed in the show, come back quickly! Also, can you tell me what you ate?"

He really didn't understand the situation.

Well.

After all, it was the first time that he used the complete kitchen heart, that is, the mystery of golden frame food to cook. In other words, Xia Yu didn't think too much about it when cooking just now, just cleared his head and let himself fly freely, so as to see Wei Qinglian having such intense tasting and giving back, Xia Yu felt very embarrassed. He guessed that he released a monster again, and there was something wrong now!

Wei Qinglian stared at him fiercely with the look of looking at the culprit, saying, "You are so bad!"

She was so angry that she was wiping her tears.

"It is you who let us eat the beautiful story. Now I am here to expose this beauty nakedly, and it is you!"

"Can you stop acting cute in a malicious way!"

Wei Qinglian was almost emotionally collapsed, and her last sentence was faintly filled with a crying voice.

The camera immediately focuses on the female celebrity chef who is about to go crazy.

"ah!"

In the audience, Zhu Qing covered his face and said, "This brat defeated another woman."

"However, Guhehe, Wei Qinglian fell into A Yu's hands again, and was greatly misconducted by his cooking. Hehe, this is a cooking showdown that concerns the highest honor of the younger generation in the Chinese world, and will definitely be played back by the media. When Wei Qinglian breaks away from this memory on the tip of her tongue, she sees herself crying on TV. From then on, A Yu must be so embarrassed that she can't raise her head, and her status will naturally be lower."

Listening to Zhu Qing's eccentric conversation, his best friend Zhao Tong pulled her sleeve, smiled and pointed at the corner of her mouth, "I said Ah Qing, can you wipe the saliva at the corner of your mouth first, don't look like a fool."

Xia Yu didn't know how to respond to Wei Qinglian, so he could only apologize and stare at her.

It was not as exaggerated as tears were running. Wei Qinglian was still very strong, with tears flashing faintly in her eyes, and the tears were controlled by her in the next minute or two.

There was no effect of tears flowing, and the audience was filled with disappointment. Fans of the Demon King who didn't know the truth shouted: "Demon King Xia, your tear gas is not very effective!"

Ye Feizhou's fan club, who also couldn't understand the situation, booed.

"Oh, he successfully aroused the disgust of a judge!"

"Good news from heaven!"

"In this way, we Zhouzhou just hold a ticket firmly?"

Ye Feizhou on the stage was not grateful. Seeing that the riots in the competition hall were gradually unstoppable, he lowered his face and shouted: "Everyone is quiet!"

Everyone was surprised to see Ye Feizhou who took the initiative to stand up to maintain order.

Xia Yu also looked over.

Ye Feizhou had a delicate heart. Knowing that something was wrong, he shook his head gently at Xia Yu, took two steps, and went to the dragon head with his eyes closed, and tried to call: "Master..."

The dragon head slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were no longer as calm and deep as they were at the beginning, as if a stone was thrown into an ancient well, with circles of ripples.

"Please give me some advice!" Seeing Longtou open his eyes, Ye Feizhou bowed long and almost ninety degrees, with a sincere expression on his face.

Obviously Ye Feizhou wanted the leader to come forward and judge the next victory or defeat in this cooking showdown.

Why!

Silent sigh.

The fluctuations in his eyes turned deep and the dragon head looked at Xia Yu, for one minute, two minutes, in the dead atmosphere, Xia Yu's whole body was furrowed. Oh, this old guy looked at us affectionately, do you want me to pick up soap? Bah, Bah, Xia Yu quickly stopped this wave of wild and unruly thoughts that he was disgusting, and couldn't help but speak: "What do you say?"

"Ba,ba,ba..."

Responding to him was a burst of crisp applause, and the sound became louder and louder, and finally resounded throughout the competition hall.

The leader successfully brought a wave of rhythm, and then, Lan Fengxian, Kahl Sage and the unknown Lin Chu who was making soy sauce, all looked at Xia Yu with admiration and applause loudly.

Wei Qinglian in the camera has red eyes. She stared at Xia Yu for longer than the dragon leader, for at least ten minutes. From the anger at the beginning, to the vague shouting of fans who sent the blade to return Kun to me, and now, it is a mixture of complexity and shock.

"Why, why!"

Wei Qinglian clenched her pink fists, "It's just that people can't refuse!"

"It's obviously a sad story!"

"But if time goes back to the current and let me go back 15 minutes ago, and there is the same medicinal fish soup in front of us, I might still..." She murmured, her face gradually becoming weird, "Do you want to eat it if you love it? Why should you eat it? Ah, because it is a delicious ingredient? What's wrong with the food serving the desire for the mouth? Food is the most important thing for people. What's more, how much I hope to keep it. If you eat it, isn't it another kind of combination?"

There was a shaking look in my eyes.

"No!" The woman covered her head with her hands, and her eyes were all left with the coldness of the chef slaughtering the living creature. "It's just a ingredient, how could I have ridiculous emotions about it!"

I don’t know how many viewers shivered when watching live TV.

This female celebrity chef seems to have turned evil and is so terrible.

"Did I lose?"

The applause of the dragon head brought up a wave of sounds in the entire competition hall. Ye Feizhou was in it, staring blankly at the closest point. He admired the master who he usually regarded as an absolute idol, and gave applause to the enemy, and his face was quickly filled with loneliness.

Lost!

At the first moment, Ye Feizhou didn't blame anyone, nor did he blame his master for being too fair and strict in praising his opponent.

It’s all my fault, it’s because I’m not good at cooking!

I am inferior to others.

Ye Feizhou bit his lips tightly, and bite hard, and a trace of blood was overflowing from the corners of his lips.

Before the game, the courage to move forward was gathered by the note "I'm going even if I'm going to go" and the so-called chef's spirit was announced to disappear when the result was unsurprising.

Ye Feizhou looked at it in the applause, and responded with a smile and calmly, Xia Yu had a thought in his mind: "...Is this the devil's posture spread by the outside world?"

If Xia Yu learned Ye Feizhou's heart, he would definitely laugh.

Brother, you misunderstood, I'm laughing awkwardly

It was so embarrassing. Xia Yu was confused by letting his own works that made Longtou applaud for a long time.

Really that amazing?

Well, I want to try it too!

Xia Yu felt guilty and flashed his eyes at the sixth bowl of fish soup specially left on the table, "Hurry up and end it, I can't hold back my awkward smile!"

At this time, a young voice approaching said:

“Can I try your dishes?”

The lights once again focused on the two young players.

Ye Feizhou requested sincerely: "Please make sure I worship your masterpiece!"

Xia Yu's mouth twitched, "I think these words are probably ridiculed on the Internet."

The implication is that Ye Feizhou's gentleness and speaking such a sentence can't feel disgusted.

"It's okay if you want to taste it-" Xia Yu said hilariously, "But only half a bowl!"

As he said that, he took another bowl and the bowl of soup on the kitchen counter was divided into two.

Even the small golden fish pieces in the soup were carefully cut into two parts by Xia Yu with bamboo chopsticks. His caution has a good reason. Any excess flavor will destroy the deliciousness of the soup and thus destroy the quality of the dishes. At this time, only bamboo knives and kitchen utensils can make people feel at ease. What? You said that using a knife? A trace of odor in metal utensils will destroy the whole pot of soup.

Ye Feizhou couldn't help but look at him in detail.

"for you--"

So Xia Yu and Ye Feizhou each took half a bowl and drank it almost at the same time in front of the camera.
Chapter completed!