Silent.

The white rice cake pieces fell straight to the ground, like inflatable Q-small candy, bounced a few times before stopping.

Whiteness contrasts sharply with the bright black floor.

It was like snowflakes falling into a black pool, and were polluted, and everyone present frowned.

The cameraman was very clever and immediately gave Wei Zhong a close-up on his hand.

Shiver!

In the picture, the hand that was holding rice cake just now had a tremor that could be observed by the naked eye.

Even two fingers were tightly tight, and they were shaking like an electric shock.

The atmosphere becomes subtle.

"This..." female director Lu Qinghong said with a funny look, "Wait and Kitchen, isn't it just a piece of rice cake? Why are you so scary when you are exposed to deadly poisons?"

"No!"

Taking a deep breath, Wei Zhong did not look at the fallen rice cake, and stared straight at the face of Xia Demon King, and then looked at it.

The picture is frozen.

Wei Zhong's eyes were shocked and suspicious, and there was a more terrifying coldness than the boy just annoyed him.

Ye Feizhou knew that he could no longer remain silent.

As the third person present who had the skill of "Hand of God" in the kitchen, he certainly knew why Wei Zhong had such a big reaction when touching Xia Demon King's rice cake. Strictly speaking, it was the "Hand of God" that disliked and rejected each other!

As for why Xia Yu mastered the "Hand of God" and in a short time, he practiced this cooking skill to an amazing level. In fact, Ye Feizhou was also extremely shocked.

That day in the backstage, he handed over the fur of the "Hand of God". Correspondingly, Xia Yu only taught him the framework structure of fish-shaped Tai Chi.

So, how does a trace of fur become bigger and bigger and extend infinitely outward?

Ye Feizhou's eyes hide uneven waves.

"Washing and Kitchen, actually..." He opened his mouth, but it was still late.

"you!"

Wei Zhong stared at Xia Yu and said word by word: "You steal the inheritance of my sect?!"

A low and evil sound, murderous intent overflows from the eyes.

There is no doubt that "Hand of God" is the core secret of Huang He's inheritance. Even if you want to exchange things for foreign exchanges, such as Ye Feizhou and Xia Yu, you only have a shallow theoretical basis. It is difficult to apply it to cooking practice and act on dishes to forcefully improve quality.

Different from Lei Aoxue and Seven Star Knife.

After all, the "Seven Star Sword" was not cast by Lei's family, and this lineage was only held. Didn't Yizhang Qing Xiangen use a set of knives cast by Master Roche to install the fork and almost hit the right master Ren.

"God's Hand" kitchen skills can enable Wei Zhong to understand many information that cannot be collected by his eyes and nose through his skin contact.

Simply put, the moment when we touched the Xia Yu group rice cake, Wei Zhong's whole body was filled with cold air!

It is the "hand of God"!

He is sure.

and……

The other party's cooking skills formed a very strange picture in Wei Zhong's head—

A poppy flower that is about to bloom!

A faint, breathtaking purple is flowing!

"Steal?" Xia Yu shrugged, "I'm sorry, my cooking skills may be more authentic than what you have learned!"

A hint of sarcasm rose at the corner of his mouth.

Isn't it?

Green upwards, his divine hand learned it seriously from the system, and devoted his energy to practice hard, and he worked tirelessly to earn fame and increase his level.

Then, you tell me that it was stealing? Haha, did you get something wrong?

"impossible!"

Wei Zhong's eyes were filled with a beast-like desire to kill, "There is only my lineage in the Chinese world, and it inherits the "hand of God"!"

"Okay, okay, I admit that your lineage is amazing!"

Xia Yu yawned apologetically, pointed to the review seat, and pointed to the stage environment around him, "I'm recording the program now. Mr. Wang, our candidate pastry, can you restrain your minions and arrogance first?"

Wei Zhong's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and his fists were clattering.

"Everyone-"

Xia Yu ignored the angry beast and went to the judges' seat. Five judges, including female director Lu Qinghong, all looked at him with complicated eyes.

There were one or two judges who wanted to speak but stopped.

They wanted to ask about the reasons for the conflict and the wild beasts' rage, but they felt it was inappropriate.

Lu Qinghong smiled like a cunning fox. Xia Yu met her narrow and long phoenix eyes and noticed a trace of meaning in the other person's eyes.

If you can make a variety show like "The Three Kingdoms of the Kitchen" popular, you can invite female directors from different chefs in different ways every quarter. In addition to your ability to dance with a long sleeve, your background should not be underestimated.

"Give a score!" Xia Yu moved his eyes away and said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the judges exchanged their own eyes.

Swish.

After a moment, five scoring cards and the numbers above were clearly captured by the program camera.

The female host said in a trembling voice: "19 points, 19 points, 20 points, 20 points, 19 points!"

"Three 19 points, two full marks!"

“The total score is – 97!”

A very subtle score.

The air and the expressions of the audience below all have capital "subtle"!

It is only 1 small point higher than the 96 in the guard group.

With a very subtle score difference, it topped the rice cake round competition!

"Huh--"

The camera swept away again, but it captured Wei Zhong's back as he stepped down and left the scene.

The back is still upright, but no matter how you look at it, it has a bit of a weeping smell.

The instructor left the stage halfway?

Female director Lu Qinghong's smile froze on her face.

Xia Yu was also stunned, "He is leaving now? I plan to tell him well that Dahe rice and that kind of mountain spring water are the winning magic weapons of our group. They are a pair of wonderful CP combinations! Oh, ah, I haven't finished my lines yet, come back for me-"

Listening to his thoughts, Ye Feizhou was on the side and his face twitched hard.

He opened his mouth to Xia Yu, but the questioning words finally couldn't speak. Ye Feizhou sighed and chased Wei Zhong who had left.

The recording of the program came to an abrupt end.

"Card!"

Lu Qinghong stood up, looked at the women's watch, greeted the staff on and off the stage, "Stay at noon!"

There was only a trace of riots in the quiet venue.

Xia Yu shrugged, squatted down, picked up the rice cake that had just fallen to the ground, and glanced unintentionally towards the nearby ground, but his pupils suddenly contracted.

Discovered!

A little shining golden light in sight.

He looked at the left and right with guilt. Xia Yu kept his squatting position, moved a few steps to step on the soles of the shoe. After a minute or two, he pretended to tie the shoelaces, but he grabbed the ground in his hand... Wait, why am I so skillful? Thoughts arise, Xia Yu's movements only slowed down. He cleared the distracting thoughts first, and held the things firmly in his palm. Without expectation, he looked closely at the props popped up on the retina:

“【God’s Hand·Experience Card】(Purple)…”

Dongdong!

The heart is about to jump out of the chest.

"No!" Xia Yu exaggerated and couldn't believe it, "This, is this a treasure?"

Just about to ask about the system.

"What are you doing?"

A sudden voice behind it.

Xia Yu still turned around stiffly, and said to Zhu Qing who was standing behind him: "Did you see it all?"

Zhu Qing put his hands on his hips, and his black gem-like eyes stared at him with amused, "Are you having a problem with the house? Squatting alone on the stage and talking nonsense..." She found that she was too close to Xia Yu, and Xia Demon King, squat-shaped. Zhu Qing wore a wool pleated skirt today, with the corners of the skirt above the knees, which belonged to a short skirt, and her legs were exposed to the air openly without stockings.

One high and one low form a gap. What is the secret of a girl’s skirt? Zhu Qing subconsciously covered her skirt and retreated to a distance that he thought was safe, and Fang breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he didn't deliberately go to the maniac, there was still a shadow similar to the color of the skirt fabric in his vision. In the absolute realm position, it flashed away. Xia Yu muttered: "What an anti-human safety pants!"

"ha?!"

A slightly cold hand grabbed his ear.

Zhu Qing lowered his body, his delicate cheeks looked shameless and angry, and he came closer, "Did you see it?"
Chapter completed!