After the second round of the match list was confirmed, a group immediately started to talk.

This is a group of young pastry chefs. When everyone is fine, they will chat in the group, which may not be serious.

But what we are talking about today is all about the competition.

Lou Xiangpeng was a contestant who advanced after successfully passing the first round of the competition. He is well-known among the young pastry chefs, but he is not as good as Zhou Yongqing and others.

Everyone has curiosity. The list of the second round of the competition is released, and everyone participating in the competition is curious about who their next opponent is.

Even those who have been eliminated or have not participated in the competition are curious. They also have people who are following, and the battle between dragons and tigers is what they want to see.

After a heated discussion in the group, some people soon decided on their next opponent.

The city youth pastry exchange competition does not strictly keep this list confidential, and these players also want to know their opponents in advance. They can not only prepare in advance, but also satisfy their curiosity.

Time passes slowly, and more and more people know who their next opponent is.

However, Lou Xiangpeng didn't know that there was no opponent in this group, so he went to other groups to ask, and there was no one.

This made him a little confused, and then he asked a well-informed friend, who told him that his next opponent was Gao Dian.

The moment he heard this name, Lou Xiangpeng was immediately confused and a question arose involuntarily: Who is Gao Dian? Why haven’t you heard of it?

He asked his friend again, but his friend replied: "I don't know this Gao Dian either, but the last competition with him was Zhang Lan, you can go and ask her."

After receiving the news, Lou Xiangpeng turned around and asked Zhang Lan that he had gone.

Zhang Lan is beautiful and there are many people who like her in the group, and Lou Xiangpeng is one of them.

But he has always buried this feeling in his heart and has never revealed it.

Lou Xiangpeng was happy to have a topic to chat with Zhang Lan alone.

The phone vibrated. Zhang Lan saw the message on the phone. The note was Lou Xiangpeng. She frowned and recalled for a long time before she remembered that this person was in the same group as herself.

Lou Xiangpeng: Are you there?

Zhang Lan: Is there anything wrong?

Lou Xiangpeng: I want to ask you something, is it convenient now?

Zhang Lan: If you have something to do, you can tell me.

Lou Xiangpeng: Do you know Gaodian?

Zhang Lan: Is your next opponent him?

Lou Xiangpeng: Well, yes, but I haven’t heard of Gao Dian and don’t know him. Your opponent in the last game was him. Do you know him?

Zhang Lan: I don’t understand, this person seems to pop up suddenly.

Lou Xiangpeng: Then can you tell me the details of the game?

Zhang Lan: Actually, there is nothing to say. I lost. The Sixi steamed dumplings I made were lost to the white flour steamed buns he made.

Lou Xiangpeng:!!! White flour steamed buns!

Zhang Lan: Not bad, the white flour steamed buns he made were better than the Sixi steamed dumplings I made. Mr. Guo ate the white flour steamed buns he made.

Lou Xiangpeng: Hiss~so amazing!

Zhang Lan: Moreover, I think the white flour steamed buns may not be the pastry he is best at.

Lou Xiangpeng:...

Lou Xiangpeng: I suddenly felt that I was a little unlucky.

…………

After asking Zhang Lan, Lou Xiangpeng’s joy of chatting with the goddess was gone.

How powerful is a person who can win with a white flour bun?

I'm afraid only those few people can compare.

Lou Xiangpeng thought to himself.

Delicious and regardless of the dishes, white flour steamed buns can also be delicious. But the problem is that the white flour steamed buns taste too single and light.

Compared with other complex pastries, white flour steamed buns have almost no advantages, and the only advantage may be that they are simplicity.

Lou Xiangpeng took a deep breath. He knew that he would lose. There were too many powerful people, and his level was similar to Zhang Lan. Strictly speaking, he was a little worse than Zhang Lan.

But he didn't expect that he would meet such a player in the second round, and he wanted to advance to two more rounds.

Suddenly, he thought that compared to himself, Zhang Lan lost in the first round, so he didn't seem so unlucky.

I feel much happier all of a sudden, but if I have something even worse, I will receive a lot of comfort.

Lou Xiangpeng adjusted his mentality and knew that he would lose, but he could not retreat. Being able to compete with a high level is also beneficial for him.

…………

Most of the list of the second round of the game have been known, but Gao Dian is not clear, and he has been in this industry for too short.

Even before taking the teacher qualification certificate above, he cannot be considered a real entry.

He didn't join the group, he didn't know many people, and no one told him about his opponent.

Gao Dian thought that no one knew about it.

What's even less clear is that someone admitted losing in his heart before he competed with him.

At this moment, Gao Dian was practicing in the kitchen. On the stove were steamed buns, buns and noodles, all of which were raw and had not yet been cooked.

He was the only one at home today, and neither Gao Ran nor Wen Jing came back.

Wenjing is working overtime, so Gao Ran doesn’t know where he is going.

After practicing for a long time, Gao Dian felt a little hungry and he had not had supper yet.

But it is also simple, ready-made things can be eaten by just making them.

Just as Gao Dian was about to make dinner, a phone rang.

Gao Dian washed his hands and answered the phone.

A low voice came from the opposite side: "Brother Gao Dian, can you pick me up?"

"Wenjing! Where are you? Send me the address." Gao Dian heard Wenjing's drunken voice.

"Yeah, thank you Brother Gao Dian." Wen Jing said.

Immediately, Wenjing hung up the phone and the address was sent quickly.

Gao Dian looked at the address, cleaned up and went out.

...

In a hotel, Wenjing came out of the toilet. Her face was flushed and she had drunk too much. Fortunately, Wenjing's alcohol tolerance was OK, otherwise she might have completely lost at this time.

When I walked into a private room, there was a large table surrounded by many people. There was not much food on the table, but I drank a lot of wine.

"Hey! Wenjing is back, come here quickly." Someone said.

"Hahaha, Mr. Zhang has been praising you just now, but you still don't respect Mr. Zhang for a cup."

The lively scene, the alcoholic room, Wenjing but a little disgusted.

She doesn't like this scene, doesn't like toasts with a fake smile on her face, and doesn't like socializing at the table.

But there was no way, for work and for life, she could only bear it.

Wenjing's face was filled with smirks again, and she raised her glass and said, "Mr. Zhang, I'll give you a glass."

Mr. Zhang smiled and drank it, and then there was another compliment at the table. This contract is very important to them, and it is related to the performance of this month and the bonus.

Logically speaking, Wen Jing is an intern, so she doesn’t need to come here in such an occasion, but who is Wen Jing beautiful?

Drinking continued, but I don’t know who suddenly said: “Wenjing, why don’t you have a drink with Mr. Zhang and have a drink at the bar.”

As soon as these words were said, everyone started to make excuses.

"Glass of wine! Glass of wine!"

Mr. Zhang also looked at Wenjing with a smile.

Wen Jing sat in place, motionless.

"Wenjing, don't you give Mr. Zhang face?"

"That's right, Mr. Zhang values ​​you so much."

"It's nothing to have a drink."

Listening to these words, Wen Jing felt even more at a loss.

At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open.
Chapter completed!