Rina.
She was a genius cooking girl with the name of the Tongue of God.
At the same time, she was also the granddaughter of the chairman of this school, Nagi Saemon.
She was truly a young miss.
His entire body was emitting a dazzling light.
……
"You're a prodigy who gathers the world's love and grace.”
Su Ming stood by the side and watched the blonde beauty slowly make her way onto the stage. The young girl's eyes flashed with admiration.
Outstanding women would always be loved by men.
Rina was undoubtedly a very good girl.
"Hey, are you here for an interview?”
Just as Su Ming was carefully observing Rina's cooking, someone noticed him standing at the door.
Su Ming turned his head around and saw a middle-aged man in a chef's robe.
The other party had a teacher's certificate.
It should be a teacher from the academy.
The young man took out the permit he had just obtained from his pocket and handed it to him.
The middle-aged teacher took it over and studied it carefully for a while. Suddenly, he came to a realization, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes as he looked at Su Ming."You're the son of the Master Chef Su Lin?”
His voice was a little louder.
The reporters who were carefully filming Rina's cooking heard it with their sharp ears.
Then, it was as if a flood had erupted.
All their gazes were focused on Su Ming.
" It's me…" Su Ming frowned.
He didn't like the way she addressed him. Are you XXX's son?
It was as if he only existed because of his father.
Even if Su Ming respected his father very much, he did not like this kind of situation happening-he was Su Ming, not anyone's vassal.
What his father could do, he could do too. What his father couldn't do, he could still do.
"Humph."
He snorted lightly and ignored the reporters who had become extremely gossipy and fanatical.
Su Ming followed the middle-aged teacher to the backstage.
An unusual gaze fell on him.
As if he had sensed something, Su Ming turned his head to look in that direction.
Coincidentally, they met the gaze of the young lady in the middle.
They looked at each other.
Then, the young miss continued cooking, and Su Ming followed the teacher backstage.
"The topic this time is tofu.”
The teacher took the chef's uniform from the side and handed it to Su Ming, then placed a test form with detailed information on it.
"Although time is a little tight, I believe that you are Su Lin's son. This small matter shouldn't be a big deal to you.”
“……”
This tone again.
Su Ming was wondering if this was part of his father's plan.
She made use of his natural unwillingness to admit defeat to arouse her competitive spirit.
"Heh, I know."
Su Ming responded, took off his coat, and changed into a white chef's uniform.
Master Chef? What a big name.
Father, if this is what you want…then just watch. I will definitely make this world tremble for me. Trembling.
A sharp light flashed in the young man's eyes as he picked up the kitchen knife at the side.
And then…
And then…
Then he remembered.
I don't know how to cook at all!!!
It was over. He had encountered the biggest problem in history.
Sweat immediately flowed down from the young man's forehead.
"Rina-100 points!”
At this moment, a voice came from outside, indicating that this batch of assessments had ended.
As expected, Rina received the highest score so far.
"As expected of the Tongue of God. If this continues, she will probably get a spot in the top ten as soon as she enters the high school department, right?”
"What shocking talent."
“……”
Such whispers filled the surroundings.
Su Ming composed himself and looked at the kitchen knife in his hand.
What should he do?
Salad!
He heard the sound of someone entering the arena.
Su Ming frowned slightly and followed the others into the designated area.
All the kitchen utensils were made with the best craftsmanship in the world.
Because it was a prestigious school, there was no need to worry about equipment problems.
Here, everyone was fair. What mattered was your cooking skills. Everything else was the same.
Yet what Su Ming did not know the most was skill.
Standing in his own numbered position, the young man took a deep breath. He looked at the materials in front of him and fell into deep thought.
At the top of the venue, Rina, who had already changed out of her chef's uniform, walked out and looked down.
On the other side, the chairman of the board of directors, Nagi Sei Saemon, who had no floor, was sitting on the sofa in the middle.
"Grandpa." Rina called out when she saw him.
The old man smiled faintly and looked at Su Ming, who was standing at the back of the arena.
"That guy's son is actually here. Rina, do you feel unprecedented pressure?”
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