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Chapter 427 Peach's Yaoyao, Burning its Blossom (26)

Cooking demo begins

Qingyu lit the fire and poured oil, and put the processed fish into the pan to stir-fry. It was very skillful at first glance.

As time went by, the pot in front of Qingyu exuded a strong vegetable aroma, which made people salivate when they smelled it.

When the time came, a demon waiter brought their dishes to the judges. Since Qingyu's dishes were too delicious, King Qinghe asked the demon waiter to serve some to Wan Wan, who was in the first place.

When Wan Wan heard the name Jing Yu from the maid, she knew that she was using a fake name, and she was even more sure that she was Qing Yu.

Unexpectedly, she also entered the demon way, and still lives in the Qingdian. I don't know how she got into the demon palace.

Looking at the hot and sour fish dish made by Qingyu in front of her, Wanwan really wanted to throw it away.

But in front of so many people, it's not easy for her to have a fit, and she has to make excuses.

"I don't like hot and sour fish, so let the ministers enjoy this bowl of hot and sour fish." Wanwan didn't even look at the bowl of food.

The dish was brought back again, and finally entered the mouths of those ministers.

A dish of hot and sour fish conquered the stomachs of ten judges, and Qingyu passed unanimously.In addition, four people from the same group passed the competition.

There were only [-] people left in the first round, and after a rest for a stick of incense, they immediately entered the second round of the talent show.

Talent shows are nothing more than dancing, playing the piano, playing the flute, etc. Everyone has a skill, so only two people were eliminated in the second round, leaving 12 people.

In the third round of competition, there are three questions in total.

The first question, couplets

Upper couplet: Drunken painting of green mountains and flowing thousands of miles
Qingyu answered the question "Cold fragrance and bright moon shines on thousands of years", everyone applauded and Qingyu successfully entered the second question.

The second topic is to write a poem on the topic of flowers
Flowers?Qingyu is a flower demon!
Let's listen to Qingyu... reciting poems, "The fragrance in the world is exhausted in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple begin to bloom. There is nowhere to look for the long-awaited spring return, and I don't know where to turn into it."

After Qingyu finished reciting the poem, even Wanwan who was sitting at the head looked at her in disbelief.

"Good! Great poem!"

I don't know who in the crowd started, and there was a lot of applause and praise from around.

Qingyu was exempted from the third question and entered the fourth round directly. She returned to the previous place and waited for the end of the third round.

After the third round, there were only four people left, including Qing Yu.

Although Yexuan was in the hall, he knew what happened outside.

"It's a good sentence, 'There is nowhere to find the eternal regret, I don't know where to turn into', not bad!" Ye Xuan never thought that Qingyu in this life would have such a talent, which made him look at him with admiration.

Su Qingyu: Actually, I recited this...

After a short intermission, King Qinghe went to the main hall to invite Ye Xuan out.

The four women who were left behind were standing in a row, just below the head.

When Ye Xuan came out, his eyes stayed on Qingyu for a moment, and then moved away.

Wanwan noticed his eyes, and clenched her hands on her lap, the nails were sunk into the flesh.

This bitch Qing Yu, haunts her wherever she goes.

When everyone arrived, King Qinghe asked the four of them to take off their masks. The faces of the Siyue women were all considered to be excellent, each with its own characteristics.

At this time, it depends on the demon king's own preferences. It's useless for these ministers to talk too much.

The moment Wanwan really saw Qingyu's face, her pupils instantly shrank to a point. Fortunately, everyone watched Qingyu and the others go, and no one noticed Wanwan.

Qingyu held the mask in her hand, her heart beating violently.

(End of this chapter)