If you become a monster, you will succeed

Dragon King Li Huang deliberately gave a wrong review because of his quarrel with Yuan Shoucheng, but he encountered a stick named Wei Zheng. The gourmet censor took a copy of it and was deprived of the title of Dragon King.

Looking at this news, Feng Xue could only be thankful that the "bag of salt" would disappear when the previous one was refreshed, otherwise she might have been buried alive by the sudden surge in the salt mountain.

"Is this Wei Zheng slaying a dragon?"

After holding it in for a long time, Feng Xue finally uttered a sigh. Feng Xue logged onto the forum with a headache, and then discovered that the replay of the Longmen Pastry Competition had been restricted!

"Ding dong——"

"Who is it?" Feng Xue, who was speechless, heard the doorbell ringing and said angrily. Zhongzheng's peaceful voice immediately came from outside the door:

"Hello, we are from the World Food Evaluation Committee. Is this the home of Chef Sun Wukong?"

"Hold on."

Feng Xue took a deep breath, adjusted her emotions, and then opened the door. What she saw was a young man dressed like a black special police officer. He was holding a suitcase in his hand. Behind the person who opened the door, He took out his mobile phone and compared it, and then said:

"Hello, Chef Sun Wukong, I am here to deliver the certificate to you on behalf of the Food Evaluation Committee. Please sign for it."

"Okay." Feng Xue couldn't see any emotion on the other person's face, and Ming Jing Zhishui didn't hear any thoughts directed at him, so he took the suitcase and opened it, and found something unexpected inside. There are only a few certificates and several separately bound documents.

"According to the competition level, you have obtained the title of super pastry chef. In addition, these documents are donation agreements for major museums and food selections. This is included in the registration instructions for the Longmen Pastry Competition. Finally, Tiangong City Admission notice from Culinary University, if you want, you can use this document to work as a teaching assistant in the Pastry Department of Tiangong Culinary University at any time.”

The staff explained quickly, Feng Xue nodded, and then said:

"Is there anything else?"

"No more." The man shook his head, but hesitated and said:

"Chef Sun Wukong, you are still young. Don't take this matter to your heart. You are just unlucky. You need to settle down for two years. When the limelight is over, it will not be difficult to get the professorship and participate in a few more competitions. Next time The Peach Club must have your name on it."

"Ah, this..." Feng Xue grinned, and finally thanked him and sent the man away. He looked at the small notebook and raised his eyebrows slightly -

"This is Bi Mawen? Then do I have to go to Tiangong City to eat a few professors or something, tell them that I quit, and then open a fly restaurant?"

Feng Xue grinned and threw this ridiculous idea out of his mind, then logged into the local forum of Longgong City and saw a large number of complaining posts.

Why did Li Huang get tricked? Why was Li Huang being framed? Why did Aolai Country spend a lot of money to hire external pastry chefs this year? They were afraid that Sun Wukong would steal the position, and it was hard to attack them openly. So he cheated his mentor and so on...

Feng Xue couldn't help but pinch the bridge of her nose while looking at the various conspiracy theories or the analysis of reasonable people.

This mentor does not refer to the mentor, but is similar to the status of the examiner in the ancient imperial examinations towards the candidates.

It is equivalent to the feeling of "the grace of knowing someone".

As the saying goes, both gain and lose. As a newcomer discovered by Li Huang (although it is the Longmen Pastry Competition, it is like the difference between the emperor's disciples and the examiner), Feng Xue naturally brought Li Huang's camp and faction with him. Traces, so after Li Huang overturned inexplicably, he was naturally implicated.

Yes, inexplicable.

Not to mention where this Yuan Shoucheng came from, and what qualifications he has to compete with the top food critic who already has the title of Dragon King, it is very nonsense to be deprived of the title after just one failure.

Although there is also the problem of Li Huang's dereliction of duty, it is just like the problem of life style. Which food critic has not encountered several face-saving situations? It's not like saying a few nice words or trying to save face has never happened before. Why did Li Huang fall over?

Do you really think it was the work of that stickman named Wei Zheng?

"Really, shady stuff exists everywhere..." Feng Xue felt the [consciousness] reduced due to the current limit, but she didn't feel depressed at all.

In other words, if things were done completely according to the rules, he, a good person, would not be able to kill the peach and pill stealer. But since the shady story appeared first, don't blame him for doing things according to the script.

However, just simply stealing peaches and pills is too unworthy. Even if the ghost story of Sun Wukong is hatched, it still cannot escape the label of [thief]. Although Sun Wukong does have the impression of a "thief", But there is a difference.

Everyone laughs at Kong Yiji, but there is indeed a difference between stealing and stealing.

Stealing the country and stealing the country do not sound like the same thing.

so……

"Let me, the Monkey King, steal this peach event with dignity and dignity!"

Feng Xue made up her mind, but her heart sank.

If you want to crush it with great force, you must be fully prepared.

He checked the records of previous years' Peach Club online, and then made a decision...

…

"Is this Tiangong City?" Feng Xue jumped off the somersault cloud, looked at this capital that was obviously more modern and urban than Longgong City, took out his mobile phone and walked towards the destination.

"Sir, do you have an appointment?"

Seeing Feng Xue's unfamiliar face, the waiter sitting at the front desk immediately showed a business-like smile. Feng Xue took two steps forward, took out his ID and said:

"I'm here for an interview. This is my ID. I have an appointment before."

"OK, just a second."

The young lady at the front desk took the certificate and looked at it twice, then immediately dialed the internal phone number. Soon, she said with a more sincere smile:

"Long wait, the general manager is waiting for you in the office."

Feng Xue thanked him with a smile and took the elevator all the way up. Soon, he came to the so-called general manager's office, where a man in a straight suit was waiting for him.

Seeing Feng Xue's arrival, the man immediately stood up, took two steps forward, stretched out his hands to shake Feng Xue's hand, and then said:

"Sir, we have already seen your resume, but I would like to know what is the reason that makes you such a talented person... Well, with all due respect, I am still somewhat self-aware of my own company."

"Because you have an interview quota for this year's Peach Blossom Club." Feng Xue said no nonsense and straight to the point. When the man heard this, his bright smile suddenly tightened and he said seriously:

"With all due respect, even if you have a good resume, you are still a newcomer. It would be a bit too arrogant to ask for such an important position."

Regarding the other party's words, Feng Xue didn't talk nonsense. She opened the briefcase she was carrying and dumped the contents on the table.

"Sir, you are insulting the dignity of our newspaper as journalists."

The interviewer originally wanted to say this, but Feng Xue gave too much.

then……

"Welcome to join."