For a day, Lou Xiangpeng looked a little dazed.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, today's training ended, and we would pack up our own hands.

Gao Dian looked at Lou Xiangpeng, but he wanted to say something but stopped. He felt comforted, but he felt that everything he said seemed pale and powerless.

Lou Xiangpeng seemed to know Gao Dian’s thoughts and smiled and said, “Brother Dian, I’m fine, don’t worry.”

Looking at the smile on Lou Xiangpeng's face, Gao Dian sighed silently in his heart and said, "Okay, as long as it's okay."

"Yes." Lou Xiangpeng responded and went back to rest.

In small groups, almost everyone is in a bad mood.

Today is Lou Xiangpeng, who will be tomorrow?

They are not targeting someone.

After Gao Dian washed up, he walked out in Li Dongyang's puzzled gaze.

At this time, no one will come out, and everyone is too tired.

In the pavilion, Wei Qiaoyi was already waiting. Gao Dian walked over and sat opposite Wei Qiaoyi.

The two began to discuss cooking.

Of course, most of the time, Gao Dian is asking and Wei Qiaoyi is answering.

Some questions that cannot be answered will be skipped temporarily.

Wei Qiaoyi couldn't answer some questions that Gao Dian had a lot of imagination, but the two discussed each other and expressed their own opinions.

These brain-opening questions also made Wei Qiaoyi think deeply and feel that she has benefited a lot.

It was not until the early morning that the two of them went back.

…………

The next day, Gao Dian originally thought he would encounter those people again, but he didn't.

On this day, we were peaceful and passed in peace.

After a night, Lou Xiangpeng seemed to have recovered, still laughing and not seeing any sadness.

But everyone breathed a sigh of relief and worked hard to train, which was much more crazy than at the beginning.

Basically, in the whole day, I was training except eating and sleeping.

The pastry chefs of Gaodian and their generation came here not only them, but others, but they were not targeted like Gaodian.

Many people think that it’s not up to you, and it’s not about trouble for you, so there’s no need to mix these things up.

Some people can see clearly and are working hard to train themselves.

…………

This day, the competition happened again.

The person who competed this time was not from Gaodian's small group, but from another person in the same generation as Gaodian. Gaodian felt familiar with him. Although he couldn't remember his name, he remembered that this person had participated in the exchange competition.

The result of the competition was a crushing defeat!

Gao Dian and others dare not say that they can win, so he naturally lost even worse.

There is no way. Compared with the second-level pastry, it is impossible to win.

If you can win, it means you have reached the level of a first-class pastry chef.

Now, it was not just the small group Gao Dian and others, but the others were also panicked. They understood a lot of things.

The other party does not look down on a certain person or a certain group at all, but looks down on their generation at all.

For a moment, everyone actually became a little bit of a common hatred.

Losing is not terrible, it is terrible to lose the shame!

First-class pastry chefs, they can also unite with these, just target them!

Some people ignored these things. They were all preparing to compete for the quota for the competition.

Most of these first-class pastry chefs know that they missed the quota for the competition.

A few days passed.

The atmosphere between the two sides became increasingly tense, and the competition was basically held every day, without exception, both lost.

Lu Caixia frowned, she understood what Hu Dekun meant.

The so-called upper beam is not straight and lower beam is crooked. In Lu Caixia's opinion, their master is not a good thing either.

Sometimes, the level of cooking skills does not represent a person’s character.

There are also people who are on Liang Zheng, but in Lu Caixia's opinion, it is also a mistake to teach without any reason.

"Hmph, I'll settle the score with them sooner or later!" Lu Caixia said.

"Ahem, let's not mention these for now." Hu Dekun said quickly. He didn't want to arouse Lu Caixia's temper. When he really went to settle the score with those people, if something happened, he would be a sinner.

Lu Caixia glanced at Hu Dekun, and her eyes were very dissatisfied.

"Caixia! This is actually not a bad thing. Look at your apprentice, are you working harder than before?

The eagles all have to fly alone. After all, you and I have been buried in half. How long can we protect them? Five years, ten years, or twenty years?" Hu Dekun said.

Lu Caixia's eyes moved slightly, looking thoughtful.

Hu Dekun struck while the iron was hot and continued, "We always have to let go and keep it in our palms. What would they do if we leave this world? I'm afraid there is no storm or wave.

Now we are still here, even if there is a little storm, you can help them in time. This is what is really good for them."

Lu Caixia was silent for a while and said, "What you said makes sense, I can ignore it."

Hu Dekun breathed a sigh of relief. If Lu Caixia insisted on making trouble, then he had no choice.

"Thank you for understanding," said Hu Dekun.

Lu Caixia said: "You should do it yourself. It is beneficial to suppress appropriately, but it is too suppressed... If my apprentice has any knots due to it, I will talk to you well at that time."

Hu Dekun said: "Don't worry, things are within the control range, and no problems should occur. After all, my disciple is also inside, so I can't let him have any problems."

"I hope so." Lu Caixia said.

Immediately, she left the office without stopping at all.

Hu Dekun rubbed his eyebrows and temporarily sent Lu Caixia away, but what should we do next?

Although Lu Caixia has a tough personality, she is relatively easy to talk to, but it is not certain that other people are.

Feng Zhigang and Zhou Yongqing's masters are not easy to talk to. If they are really let their disciples be ruined, they will be in trouble then.

Appropriate pressure can be transformed into power, but too much pressure means despair.

Hu Dekun thought about it, and he came up with a solution.

Set up a list and use the pasta submitted every day to rank.

Then private competitions are prohibited!

This is the solution that Hu Dekun thought of. The advantage is that there is not much pressure, and the disadvantage is that there is not much pressure.

Should I do this?

Hu Dekun thought to himself.

Soon, he made a decision.

Check it out in a few days!

If they really can't withstand this pressure, it will be of great benefit if they can withstand it.

…………

Although the competition at the training office is not intentional guidance, it is inevitable.

Anyway, there will be conflicts for various reasons.

Because of contempt.

The competition is becoming more and more frequent. Before, it was once a day, but now it can be performed two or three times a day.

Failure! Failure! Failure without exception!

Everyone understands the gap, the gap between the second-level pastry chef and the first-level pastry chef.

But some people still propose competitions, and even if they are inferior, they will not let others bully them.

Under the oppression of these first-class pastry chefs, these people were united like never before.

Gradually, more and more people participated in the competition.

Even though I know I can't win, I still have to challenge it.

Soon, the form gradually reversed.

At the beginning, these first-class pastry chefs were oppressing, deliberately snatching ingredients, deliberately provoking verbally, etc.
To be continued...