Although he doesn't like Qiyue mixing with Xiao Xin to learn to cook every day, no one knows better than Chu Ziyi that Qiyue has made a lot of efforts for this competition.

Now she lost, her heart must be very uncomfortable.

"It seems that your girlfriend is in a bad mood. At this time, it's really dereliction of duty that your boyfriend is not around her As soon as Chu Yuxi's words came down, he saw Chu Ziyi quickly pull open his chair and run out.

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When Qiyue came out of the field, he was holding a cup in his hand, which was a cup for the third place.

For others, it may be glory, but for Qiyue, it is more like shame.

In my mind, I kept remembering the evaluation given by the judges at that time: "too much soy sauce has covered the taste of other seasonings, making the chicken taste salty."

How can you put too much soy sauce? She did it in proportion.

"Qiyue, I said you couldn't win me. You lost." Shang Zhixuan holds the golden cup in his hand and shakes it in front of Qi Yue.

If at ordinary times seven Yue early accept back, but now she is a word all can't say.

"Qiyue, your master lost to my master in those years. Now you lose to me. It's a matter of course. You two, master and apprentice, better get out of the cooking world together. " Shang Zhixuan gets close to Qi Yue's ear and says softly. The smile on the corner of his mouth is very proud.

"Shang Zhixuan, you can say me, but I don't allow you to say my master." Qiyue gives Shang Zhixuan a heavy push.

Shang Zhixuan sprained her heel and fell to the ground.

Just at this time, the reporters who just watched the game at the front desk rushed out and just saw this scene.

Seeing the group of reporters behind him, Shang Zhixuan quickly stood up and said to the crowd, "don't get me wrong. Qiyue just touched me lightly. I didn't stand firm in high heels."

Looking at Shang Zhixuan's affectation, Qi Yue can't wait to tear her.

The reporters swarmed on, and the flashing lights were constantly on.

"Miss Qiyue, did you deliberately push her because you lost to miss Shang?"

"We heard that Miss Qiyue, you have known Miss monk before. Did you have any festivals before?"

"Now that you've lost the game, is there anything you want to say?"

"It's said that Miss Qiyue's master is Xiao Xin, who lost to Tom, the God of food in the competition. After many years, you lost to Tom's Apprentice. What do you think? "

"Miss Qiyue, do you regret worshiping Xiao Xin as an apprentice now?"

A string of questions came straight through.

Qiyue didn't want to answer at all, but when he heard that the reporters began to attack Xiao Xin.

Qiyue can't help but want to open his mouth to explain.

At this time, a man pushed away the crowd, put Qiyue in his arms and said, "Qiyue is going to have a rest. Please give way."

"Mr. Xiao Xin, when you lost to Tom, you made a big scene in the competition. Now your apprentice lost to Tom's Apprentice. After the competition, you pushed him down. What do you want to say now?"

"Mr. Xiao Xin, please say something. Are these things at your instigation? "

In the face of those people's bombardment, Xiao Xin didn't say a word, directly hugged Qiyue to leave, and finally got on the car.

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