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The mid-level chef assessment is not at Jiayi College, but at the Rising Social Art Level Examination Center, where various associations are stationed, such as the Chef Association, Music Association, Calligraphy Association and so on.

It is not only members of the Chefs Association who are rated, but jointly supervised by the Chefs Association and the Grading Examination Center, which is relatively difficult.

"Intermediate cook?" Ye Shu felt that this term was more professional.

Chef Gao: "Yes, the intermediate cooker assessment mainly assesses cooking skills."

Chef Luo called to let them go through a special passage, but Chef Liu didn't hesitate to send Chef Gao to follow him, in the name of caring for the next generation.

However, Ye Shu was quite happy to have professional people to accompany him to handle affairs.

As for Chef Gao's thoughts, only Chef Gao knows.

"You don't need to take the theory test?" Ye Shu's eyes sparkled, and his delicate face was full of anticipation.

"No need." Chef Gao shook his head.

The suspension train stopped, the Rising Social Arts Level Examination Center arrived, and Ye Shu and Chef Gao got off the train.

Chef Gao took him to go through the examination procedures.

Along the way, the halls of the major art associations were all open, and candidates holding musical instruments or other tools were constantly seen coming in and out, either calmly and calmly, or as cowardly as old dogs like Ye Shu.

No, the current Ye Shu knows that he only needs to test cooking skills, and his self-confidence is overwhelming, as stable as Mount Tai.

After completing the formalities, the assessment time is at four o'clock in the afternoon. Chef Gao glanced at his hand and brain and asked, "Would you like to have something to eat?"

"Ah? Just go, I don't need it." Ye Shu waved his hand.

"There is an art restaurant here, where you can pass the time." Chef Gao recommended.

Ye Shu smiled shyly, pointed to the sign of the National Music Association next door and said, "Mr. Gao, I'll go next door to take a test."

Chef Gao: "???" After taking a look, he confirmed that it was the Music Association and not the Chef Association. Are you kidding me?

Ye Shu pointed at the bamboo flute and said solemnly: "I didn't expect the bamboo flute test to be very simple. You only need to play a piece of "Three Lanes of Plum Blossoms"." He used to take the test with "Partridge Flying". He's out of practice.

Chef Gao: "I didn't expect you to be quite versatile."

As for "Three Lanes of Plum Blossoms"?What is it?He doesn't pay attention to music.

Ye Shu smiled modestly: "I am an anchor, and I often need to perform talents."

Fans: "???" What did you perform?

But Chef Gao didn't know, he thought Ye Shu was the kind of entertainment anchor who needed to sing and dance, and thought it was normal to know one more thing, so he waved his hand and said, "Then you go to the exam first, and I'll go eat something, come back later Meet here."

Ye Shu said sincerely: "Mr. Gao, I don't need to trouble you anymore, I can handle it myself."

"No trouble."

Just kidding, as soon as he left Ye Shu, he was guaranteed to be intercepted by the examiner of the intermediate cooking exam. How could he be worthy of Uncle Liu.

Ye Shu had no choice but to watch him leave.

The bamboo flute assessment was in the hall of the National Music Association. Ye Shu stepped in and found that there were quite a few people inside.

People live a stable life. They not only pursue the quality of life, promote the development of culinary arts, but also pay attention to spiritual needs. Traditional culture always flows with its own charm. Countless people have devoted themselves to it, but the inheritance is lacking. There are very few top ones, but still Without compromising everyone's love, on the contrary, it has created many elegant demeanors belonging to the interstellar people.

Ye Shu went straight to the registration office for the bamboo flute assessment, and said with a smile, "Hi, I want to sign up for the tenth grade of bamboo flute."

Everyone registers online now, and the registration office is usually just a decoration. When the clerk heard Ye Shu's inquiry, she waited for two seconds before she realized it. She hurriedly pulled out the registration form stuffed under the game console, and said embarrassingly: "Here you are."

Ye Shu took it and took out a black pen to fill in.

After filling in the name, address and other information, Ye Shu suddenly asked, "Can I directly report to the tenth level for the first exam?"

"Ah? Of course." The young lady showed embarrassment, she was fair and pretty, but she didn't expect to be a fool.

He took the highest level in the first assessment, did he think he was a musical genius who shook the world and wept ghosts and gods?

Sit and wait.

Ye Shu didn't expect her mood.He quietly filled out the form, then went to the toilet, entered the space and took out the bamboo flute to practice.

Well, you can't be too arrogant, you have to practice.

After not playing for a few months, Ye Shu was quite unfamiliar with the piece. Fortunately, after playing it a few times, he returned to the previous level, and even improved because of the incredible experience during this period of time.

"If the teacher knew that I could have today's grades, he probably wouldn't let me go." Ye Shu lowered his eyes, rubbing the smooth body of the flute with his thin white fingers, round and round, messy and winding, without knowing the end.

"Crack!" The sound of flesh/body falling woke me up

Seeing the rare and sad Ye Shu, his eyes that were stained with loneliness instantly became clear and lively. When he looked up, it turned out that a little squirrel had fallen from the nest and fell to the ground. .

"Hahaha."

Ye Shu was amused by its anxious appearance, and after laughing, he kindly squatted down and carried it to the nest, jokingly said, "If it wasn't for me, you would have lost face in front of your girlfriend."

"Chichi." The little squirrel pointed its round butt at him, and waved its little paw behind his back!

Ye Shu nodded its tail, and walked out of the space with a smile.

After going out, I just received a contact invitation from Fang Xu, and Ye Shu accepted it.

The major general was wearing a black and straight military uniform, and he was still meticulously abstinent/desire-dressed. His well-defined hair was obediently attached to the back of his head, revealing his full forehead.

Ye Shu found that he had lost weight, and his cheeks were very thin. He seriously suspected that he lacked his own feeding: "Haven't you eaten well recently?"

"It's okay." Fang Xu said concisely, his eyes fixed greedily on Ye Yu's body, carefully observed Ye Yu's changes, and asked with a frown, "You went out? Where's Adjutant Rong?"

Ye Shu wrote lightly: "I am doing research in the social art level assessment center."

"A chef?"

"Yeah." Ye Shu nodded casually.

Fang Xu: "I'll be back next week, what gift do you want? Congratulations on passing your exam."

"You knew before I took the exam?" Ye Shu raised his eyebrows, "So confident in me?"

"Hehe." Fang Xu let out a low laugh, and the sexy laughter rolling in his throat came from the brain of the manipulator, making Ye Qin's brain feel numb and his cheeks flushed.

It's been a long time since the major general's subwoofer was critically attacked, and his resistance has declined. Ye Shu hurriedly said "up to you", and the contact was cut off.

Crashing, icy drops of water splashed on his cheeks, taking away a trace of warmth, Ye Shu stared at his round and bright eyes and spurned himself: "No prospect."

However, it was the first time he had been away from Fang Xu for so long, and he really missed him a little.

Ye Shu touched his face, and waited for the enthusiasm to subside before going out, just in time for his assessment.

The middle-aged examiner was unhappy when he saw his information.

In the first assessment, he is still so tender, isn't he just a young man who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth?

Brush them to play.

"Student, do you want to consider changing the grade?" The middle-aged examiner reminded directly.

"Old Ao, it is his freedom to choose what kind of assessment, we have no right to interfere." Another examiner drank tea slowly.

"I..." Ao Donglai was a little angry. This old man was against him every day, and now he asked him something, which was really infuriating.

"Okay, okay, young man, let's start directly." The examiner sitting in the middle smoothed things over, and at the same time started the online review, connecting the examiners who couldn't come.

The tenth-level assessment requires twenty tenth-level certificate holders and three master-level witnesses, so it is extremely important. Although there is no limit to the level of the assessment, most people know that this kind of cross-level assessment will not happen, but it has appeared and succeeded over the years. All of them are geniuses who are honored in the major galaxies.

Ye Shu nodded slightly, and said seriously: "Every examiner, the piece I selected is "Three Lanes of Plum Blossoms"."

The eyes of the masters lit up, and Ao Donglai sat up straighter, cast his sharp eyes on the well-behaved young man, and asked, "Why didn't you choose other songs?"

"I only know this." Ye Shu replied honestly.

"Hehe." Ao Donglai let out an inexplicable laugh, and other experts and masters also showed disbelief.

Yes, other tracks are also familiar tracks, you said you can't, who are you lying to?The young man is a bit over the top.

Ye Shu: "..." I really can't! Today is another day of being misunderstood.

……

"let's start."

Everyone no longer entangled, Ye Shu calmly took out his bamboo flute, put it in a good position, and played the old songs of his hometown in the eternal time and space.

Fresh and lively tunes came out from the apricot red bamboo holes, and the high-spirited and cheerful prelude made the faces of the masters flash with surprise.

"This classmate is a little level."

"Which family is it a child?"

After the prelude, the rapid rhythm of the follow-up has intensified people's imagination, and the image of plum blossoms standing proudly is slowly unfolding in the ups and downs of the tune. The repeated tunes repeatedly emphasize the nobility and tenacity of plum blossoms.

And Ye Shu's state of mind also endowed the song with a different charm. Everyone felt in a trance that he was that cold plum tree, standing pretty on the branch, enduring the blowing of ice and snow, but still beautiful.

After the beautiful melody ended, Ye Shu bowed, "Every examiner, my performance is over, thank you for watching."

Everyone came back to their senses, watching the handsome young man standing upright indifferently, they raised their palms one after another.

"You played very well!"

"Not a single note has changed, and it also expresses the intention of the piece."

"Which family are you from?"

Ye Shu: "The nameless little family."

"Oh—" The experts showed meaningful smiles.

"Young man, are you interested in joining the Music Association?" Ao Donglai couldn't hold back his excitement to invite.

According to his performance just now, the tenth-level certificate is secure. The first time the assessment was to challenge the tenth-level, and he succeeded in the challenge. As I said before, such a person is either a genius or destined to be famous in the galaxy in the future. If he is recruited now Joining the Rising Music Association will bring great benefits.

Before Ye Shu could answer, Chef Gao's out-of-control scream came from outside the door.

"No!"

The experts in the room looked at him displeased.

"who are you?"

"I..." Chef Gao yelled, only to realize that he had no identity to stop Ye Shu, and stammered, "Anyway, I can't, Ye Shu is a member of our Chefs Association!"

Am I just going to have a meal?How optimistic about the younger generation will be snatched away.

The author has something to say:

Made it up

small theater:

Ye Shu: Teacher, I'll go next door to take a test.

Chef Gao: Go ahead, it is good for young people to learn more.

...after the exam

Ye Shu: Teacher, I passed the exam.

Chef Gao: What did you pass the exam?

The tenth level of the national musical instrument bamboo flute?Still a one-time pass?

Looking at the eyes of a group of experts,

Chef Gao decisively raised his hands and brains: "Hey! Uncle Master! The genius we are looking for is about to be snatched away!"