Soon, after the initial shock, whispers came like waves: "The one walking in the front is Chef Zhang?" "The cold one in the middle is not Chef Qin?" "The one in the back is Chef Qin?" "King Mu, right?" Suman easily discerned the meaning and couldn't help but widen his eyes, "King Mu?" She looked at the four men walking in front of them three times in a row. Uncle Zhang was gentle and elegant, Uncle Qin was serious in speech, Uncle Mu was kind and kind, and Su Hang, who was walking at the end, was as calm as the sea, no worse than the three people in front of him, but he was The only one no one talks about. Su Man felt inexplicably sad in her heart. Only she knew how outstanding her family was. Su Hang's strength must be no less than three junior uncles. Su Man bit her lower lip, walked quickly for two steps, reached Su Hang's side, and reached out to hold Su Hang's hand. She grabbed his arm, looked up at him, and firmly expressed that she was a fan of Chef King Su. l's belief. Su Hang was startled, but quickly realized what he was doing. He smiled knowingly, patted the back of his little daughter's hand comfortingly, and walked forward with Su Man. Soon someone came up to meet him, and the first one was an acquaintance. Old Andrew, holding a civilized stick in his hand, glanced at Suman with a complicated expression, then turned his attention to several chef kings, and nodded, still with a strong expression. Italian with a local accent: "No wonder that kid cooks good food. It turns out it's you again. Following old Andrew were several distinguished guests wearing blue armbands. One of them, a red-haired man, was very tall. Wearing a black suit, with the collar of his white shirt wide open, he boldly raised the wine in his hand and said with a smile: "Are you guys going to play again? Now we are in for a treat." As he said that, his eyes swept over the chef kings, looked at the people walking behind, and finally fixed his eyes on Su Hang. He raised his eyebrows, "Whose junior brothers are you? " Just as Zhang Buhuan was about to answer, Su Hang spoke first: "This time it's the little guys' turn. " With that said, he turned sideways, let Suman out, and introduced with a smile: "This is my little girl. "Suman's heart moved, and he looked at Suhang. The latter's dark eyes were as gentle as jade, and he looked at him with a smile, full of support and encouragement. "Suman is supporting Suhang, and Suhang is not the same. Proud of Suman Suman thought about this and puffed up her chest subconsciously. She is the pride of Suhang and she will not let him down. Suman greeted politely and thoughtfully: "Hello" She paid attention The red-haired man used French to greet him politely. The red-haired man was obviously surprised, "Junior? Or a woman? " Before she finished speaking, Ouyang Mingliang from behind stepped forward, took Suman's other arm, and shouted dissatisfied: "What's wrong with women? Women can't be chefs? " The red-haired man smiled awkwardly, but a lady wearing a black floor-length skirt came to his rescue: "Of course not. We are looking forward to your performance, but we must not destroy your Yuchushan brand. "Oh hehehe" During the conversation between a few people, more and more diners gathered around. Although all the chef kings have the right to attend the three-year gourmet chef conference, it is still very rare for three chef kings to travel together. What's more, these three chef kings are of the same origin, as if they came to cheer up their fellow chefs. The actions of the diners finally alerted the chefs on the side. But at this time, Suman and others stood in the center, the diners were in the inner circle, and the chefs were all. Standing on the periphery, watching from a distance, no one noticed the complicated expressions of the chefs. Old Andrew looked around, knocked the civilized stick in his hand, and said loudly with a straight face: "Now that everyone is here. Okay, then, this World Culinary Conference officially begins the first part of the conference, to determine this year¡¯s Newcomer King, the second part, to determine this year¡¯s Chef King, and the third part, culinary exchange.¡± Before he finished speaking, Su Hang Old Andrew raised his hand with a smile, indicating that he wanted to speak. But he glanced at Su Man and nodded reluctantly. Su Hang put down his hand, looked around, and said slowly: "The King of Kitchen Competition. , can be cancelled. " Old Andrew looked at him doubtfully, suspecting that his ears had heard it wrong. Su Hang's smile remained the same, he nodded gently, and said lightly: "There are a total of 158 people in this conference, from all over the world. Chefs, vying for the title of this year¡¯s King of Chefs, I¡¯m sorry, I have challenged them all in the past two years. " His voice was like the wind, gently blowing into everyone's ears, but his words were really shocking. It took a while for the guests to digest them and understand the meaning of Su Hang's words. They were all in disbelief. They opened their mouths and looked at him in disbelief. Immediately, the guests dispersed and retreated towards the side of the ship. There seemed to be a Chu River and a Han boundary in the middle, with a clear line between the chefs and the guests. Hundreds of people cameThere are dignitaries from all over the world. On the other side, there are only more than a hundred people, but all of them are chefs from various countries in famous towns. In the outer circle, watching from a distance are novice chefs under thirty. The one standing at the front of the senior chefs is no stranger to the guests. He is the runner-up of the last conference, Bruno from France. He is already a three-star Michelin chef and is one of the favorites to win this competition. Bruno has a square chin. Stretching out two vertical lines, he stared at the Asian man in the crowd who always had a faint smile. After a long while, he finally lowered his proud head and spoke with difficulty: "Yes, I lost. " Damn it, and what the other party cooks is also French food. Bruno would not say this even to death. He decided to let it all rot in his heart. There was an exclamation from the crowd. Obviously, everyone did not expect it. The proud Bruno would admit his defeat so willingly. Even though he was defeated by Italy's Duccio in the last competition, he proudly announced that he would make a comeback next time. If he won For the throne of the King of Kitchens, I hope Duccio can compete with him again. Like a string of dominoes, as Bruno confessed frankly, one after another senior chefs lowered their heads, avoided their eyes, and painfully admitted their defeat. One hundred and fifty-eight chefs, no one was spared. Finally, after all the senior chefs who were qualified to compete for the Kitchen King admitted defeat, a man's rough voice sounded over the crowd: "Ha, it's not just them, even I lost." Everyone looked up and stood. On the deck of the second-floor cabin, there is a man with slightly curled hair and blue eyes - Du Qiao is actually the previous King of Chefs. Everyone's eyes have changed again. Defeating all the opponents is enough. People were shocked, but even the previous champion was defeated - "The monster is definitely a monster" Du Qiao half-bent his body, leaning on the railing, holding a glass of gin in his hand, and said lazily: "Actually, I'm very lucky. If he had participated in the last Chef's Conference, he would probably have nothing to do with me as the Chef King." The implication is that even if he loses, the title of the previous Chef King is still unquestionable. The old enemy Bruno was trembling with anger. His soul was weak, and he was obviously mocking him for losing two consecutive Waterloo games. The Gourmet Chef Conference also has restrictions. Although the participation conditions for guests are harsh, as long as they participate once, they can get continuous rewards. Invitation letter later. But chefs can't. Each chef can only participate in three conferences at most to compete for the title of King of Chefs. After three times, new people will join. This is because most people like the new and dislike the old. After attending three conferences, the guests will have deep feelings for the chef. The cooking style is already familiar. Of course, if you are under thirty years old, you can still participate in the MasterChef Competition as a novice chef or win the title of Chef King without any restrictions. Bruno clenched his hands into fists, with veins popping out on the backs of his hands. He gritted his teeth and yelled at the leisurely looking Duccio: "Even if I don't become the chef king this time, there is still another time. Let's see who can stop me next time." "Oh?" Du Qiao asked disapprovingly. He stretched out his slender fingers with a smile, pointed in the direction of Su Hang, and kindly reminded: "Mr. Su's daughter seems to be participating in the competition too. This time she is the newcomer king. Next This is the chef king." He said it calmly, but it caused an uproar in the crowd. The next second, Suman, who had not yet recovered from the shock of winning Suzhou and Hangzhou without a fight and easily winning the title of Chef King, realized belatedly that he had become the focus of everyone's attention. Suman's current mood can only be described in five words, painful and happy. This father who cheated his daughter would have known that he would have drawn a line with Su Hang just now. She is very happy to have a father who is a chef, but if he is introduced As the daughter of a chef king, she also had to participate in a cooking competition. The pressure instantly became like the Himalayas. Suman looked up at the sky. He should not have comforted Suhang so kindly just now, and should not have admitted frankly when he introduced herself to others. Su Hang, the father who cheated his daughter, was obviously a habitual offender. Why didn't she learn her lesson? As if she still disliked the fire that wasn't burning brightly enough, Su Hang put his hand on Su Man's shoulder and said affirmatively: "Well , my daughter will definitely become the new king this time, and next time, she will definitely be the new king of kitchens." Suman: "" Hey, this is a trick, her taunting skills are full of hers. Think of it as the Great Wall, with high blood and thick skin but no defense. Bruno stared at the girl standing next to the man for a long time. No matter how he looked, he couldn't see the three-headed and six-armed girl. He crossed his arms and sneered: "Okay, I'll just watch. How does she win the game?¡±