Imperial College Kindergarten

"How could I be wrong? Cheng Dong, you are too young to listen to the master. You are right!" Zeng Guangxian was anxious, fearing that his apprentice would walk into Ma Chao's trap, so he stopped him loudly, "Okay! No need to say anything more Say more and go back with the master, we don’t deserve this competition!”

But Cheng Dong stubbornly wanted to stay where he was: "No, Master! I just feel that I agree to the competition..."

"No! No! It's not allowed!"

Everyone was suddenly shocked by Zeng Guangxian's three consecutive rejections. Why did he change his style of painting?

Ma Chao raised his voice and reminded: "Uncle, I am not challenging you, I am challenging Miss Cheng. Since Miss Cheng is willing, why not? Or what are you afraid of, Uncle?"

"Host, why do you think Zeng Guangxian has been reluctant to let Cheng Dong agree to the competition?" 303 is also puzzled. Since he can accept Cheng Dong as his disciple, it proves that he also recognizes Cheng Dong's talent. So what can this competition do? Woolen cloth?

"Hmm..." Liu Xueting also guessed, "Maybe this is what he thinks, that the dishes are more important than the taste? This argument has supported him for so many years, so he is even more convinced."

"Ah? But when everyone eats, isn't it all about the taste?"

"Well, everyone has their own preferences for radish greens. Some people think they taste delicious but others may not like them. Or maybe they are tired of home-cooked vegetables and prefer something new. It depends on the diners."

"It seems there is nothing right or wrong in this."

"That's right, Zeng Guangxian believes that the dishes are important, and Cheng Dong believes that the taste is the essence. They both make sense!" Liu Xueting glanced at the master-disciple pair who were still in a stalemate, "Let's see who can convince the other."

"How can I be afraid?" Zeng Guangxian glared at Ma Chao, "Don't provoke me there. I have eaten more salt than you have walked. Don't play these little tricks in front of me! I don't agree. disagree!"

Cheng Dong was about to speak but stopped, but seeing that the master was really resisting, he had no choice but to hold back.

"But I don't think Miss Cheng is unhappy." Ma Chao secretly hated it, just a little bit worse!
"I am her master, I have the final say!"

A passerby who was watching the excitement and didn't mind the matter immediately said, "Hey, Chef Zeng, don't rush to refuse. You don't even believe it, your apprentice?"

"That's right, how can I become your disciple without having two brushes?"

"It's no big deal to compete!"

"Yes, if we don't compare, it won't make people laugh at the Imperial College!"

"That's right, your apprentice already wants to compete, why are you stopping him?"

Zeng Guangxian was still unmoved after hearing this. He still said the same thing: "No comparison!"

After being rejected again and again, the people in Jiangzhou Academy were completely unhappy: "Is this the majesty of the Imperial College? We have seen it!"

"Obviously it is the Imperial College that welcomes academies from all over the world to come and challenge for the competition. How can you say that friendship comes first and competition comes second? Bah!"

"Haha, the Imperial College is nothing more than that!"

"That's right, Ma Chao said it, it's just a competition, and there's no stakes. Isn't this not a competition?"

Because it was almost time for afternoon classes, many people who were going home for lunch also came to the door at this time. Seeing this scene, they were still confused: "What's wrong?"

Immediately someone said it again.

"Compare! Is there anything we can't compare with?"

"Yes, that's what we said, but Chef Zeng didn't want to."

"We all eat the food cooked by the chef. It tastes really delicious. We can compete with each other, but we are still not afraid!"

"Master..." Seeing so many people supporting her, Cheng Dong regained his courage and wanted to explain to the master that she wanted to compete!

Zeng Guangxian waved his sleeves and separated the distance between Cheng Dong and him: "Don't call me master! You are so capable that you don't even listen to the master's words, right?" Cheng Dong shook his head violently: "I don't! Master, But……"

"Huh? Why is it so noisy?"

While everyone was discussing, a rather surprising question suddenly rang out from outside the crowd.

"Director Ji is here!"

"It's Mr. Ji, please give way!"

After Ji Buyan thanked the crowd who made way for him and walked in, he saw the Jiangzhou Academy team at a glance.

"It turns out that the kids from Jiangzhou Academy are here. You guys have worked hard all the way. Please go to the Imperial College and have a cup of tea. You can have dinner in the Imperial College canteen. The food in our Imperial College canteen is pretty good. , it can also be regarded as catching the wind and washing away the dust.”

Um... When everyone heard this, they looked at each other. It seemed that Master Ji really didn't know what happened just now.

Zeng Guangxian snorted coldly, which made people in Jiangzhou Academy dissatisfied.

"Master Ji, thank you for your kindness, we don't dare!"

"That's right, who dares to eat food from the Imperial Canteen?"

Ji Buyan frowned, especially since Zeng Guangxian and the people in the cafeteria were standing at the entrance of the Imperial College. The bell for the afternoon classes had already rang, but there were still many doctors and students blocking the outside.

He hurriedly waved to Liu Xueting, who smiled awkwardly. She wanted to eat in silence, but she was caught.

"Assistant Liu, what happened?"

"Hui Principal Ji, it's like this..." Liu Xueting quickly recounted the story without favoring anyone.

Everyone couldn't help but nod, yes!
"That's it." After Ji Buyan sorted out the whole story, he couldn't help but shake his head in amusement. How can we argue for so long about such a trivial matter?

"Ma Chao——"

"Are you going to challenge Cheng Dong from our Imperial College?"

Ma Chao bowed to Ji Wuyan and said: "Hui Lord Ji, yes, I heard that the Imperial College has this unwritten rule, so I thought of having a test."

"Indeed, but this is the first time I have witnessed a challenge between cooking skills since I took office in the Imperial College, which is quite strange." Ji Buyan thought about it in his mind, this might be feasible!
"Unfortunately...the Imperial College does not agree." Ma Chao sighed regretfully.

"Oh?" Ji Buyan looked at the group of people at the door in surprise. This was also the first time he heard that the Imperial College refused to challenge!
"Who is Miss Cheng Dong?"

Cheng Dong stepped forward and saluted: "Master Ji, I am Cheng Dong."

"Very good. I became Chef Zeng's apprentice at such a young age. It's very good. What's wrong? Why didn't you agree to the challenge?"

Cheng Dong wanted to look back at her master, but because everyone was watching her, she couldn't make any big moves. What else could Ji Buyan not understand about this expression?
His eyes were encouraging: "Good boy, just tell me what you are thinking. Are you willing to compete or not?"

Cheng Dong took a deep breath, and after struggling for a while, he decided to obey his own thoughts: "Cheng Dong is willing!"

"No!"

Zeng Guangxian shouted anxiously, but was stopped by Ji Buyan's eyes: "Hey - Mr. Zeng, as young people, you should try more. Winning or losing is not important. What is important is that participation is experience. Our Imperial College has always encouraged proper competition. Otherwise, how can we make progress if everyone is studying behind closed doors?"

Seeing that the facts were established, Zeng Guangxian could only throw away his sleeves with a dark face.