She raised her chin slightly: "And I have confidence in myself."

At this moment, Zhou Chengzong clearly heard the sound of his own heartbeat.

It wasn't until she disappeared from his sight that he came back to his senses. Thinking back to how proud she was just now, he couldn't help but chuckle.

Fang Hui sat in the shade, with no one to disturb her from behind, allowing her to look at the menu in peace for more than half an hour.

The more she looked, the hungrier she became. She couldn't help but take out a bag of pastries from her treasure bag to fill her stomach.

As she was licking her fingers, Zhou Chengzong came over again. He came to remind her to enter the venue. "Number 96 has just been called. I guess it will be your turn soon."

"Oh, okay, thank you." Fang Hui packed up her things, stood up and walked towards Lai Chentang.

Zhou Chengzong took a step forward and followed.

Fang Hui glanced at him, and he smiled brightly at her, "I'm number 103, and it's my turn in the next round."

What a coincidence? She was right behind him.

Not long after they stood outside the hall, eight people came out one after another. Some looked happy, while others looked dejected. The people waiting outside rushed forward and asked, "What did you ask this time?"

Although you know that the questions asked in the previous round will not be repeated, understanding the previous questions may help you guess the judges' preferences, and at the very least it can reduce your nervousness.

"Numbers 97 to 104 are welcome to enter—" the servant at the foot of the stairs struck the gong and said loudly.

Fang Hui took a deep breath and walked inside.

Zhou Chengzong walked beside her, approached her and said, "Don't be nervous."

Fang Hui looked at him strangely. She wasn't nervous, and what did her nervousness have to do with him? But he meant well after all, so she replied "yeah".

Shen Yizhi felt it was necessary for him to participate in the whole process of his apprentice's debut, so he made Tianzhou invisible and sneaked in.

She saw Zhou Chengzong's several attempts to strike up a conversation, and her apprentice's reaction made her laugh so hard. Silly girl, he is interested in you, is it really okay for you to be so unromantic?

The rules of the first round have changed slightly from what she had found out. Previously, each judge asked questions individually in groups, but now each group of eight people answers the judges' questions in a rush.

Before answering, raise your number plate to signal, and you can speak only when you are called.

Shen Yizhi did not reveal the rules to Fang Hui in advance, as she was still very confident in her little disciple.

As expected, she was able to answer all the questions raised by the judges easily and performed very well among her peers.

You have to know that among the people in the same group, except for Zhou Chengzong, all of them are much older than her.

However, in any circle, there are always people with outstanding talents, commonly known as God-given talents. Fang Hui is one of them.

His sense of smell and taste are ten times more developed than those of ordinary people, and he can cook most dishes almost accurately after tasting them once or twice.

Moreover, she was constrained by her grandfather to hone her basic skills since she was young. While other children were playing, she was shredding radishes, shredding radishes, and shredding radishes...

All she lacked was experience.

In the past year, after Shen Yizi's devilish training, her experience can be said to have surpassed most people.

The theoretical test before her was not a problem for her at all.

Fang Hui successfully advanced.

When she came out of Chentang, her face was very calm.

After the first round of screening, 80% of the people were eliminated, leaving only about 30 people.

These more than 30 people will compete in the second round for a spot in the third round.

The second stage will be held on the next day. It is only afternoon now. Fang Hui returned home to tell her family the good news and continued to train with Shen Yizhi on Tianzhou.

Although she passed the first level easily, she did not relax. The longer she immersed herself in cooking and the more she learned, the more she felt her shortcomings in cooking and that she still had a lot to learn.

The highest realm of cooking is not learning, but creation. Which chef doesn't want to create a dish that can be passed down? She is still far from being able to create her own dishes, and there is still a long way to go! Shen Yizhi is very satisfied with the calm and enterprising mentality of the little apprentice, and is willing to provide conditions for her.

If she is willing to learn, she is willing to teach everything she knows.

One night on the Tianzhou, where time flows a hundred times slower, is nearly two months, which is enough time for Fang Hui to master many new dishes and cooking techniques.

My cooking skills have improved a lot.

This time, Fang Hui went earlier and didn't arrive on time. However, when she arrived, most of the others were already there.

Everyone stood outside the pepper garden in groups of three or four, chatting with each other.

Fang Hui took a quick glance and saw a pretty girl in a goose yellow dress talking to Zhou Chengzong. However, Zhou Chengzong's expression was very cold, with a hint of impatience, which was completely different from the familiar look he had shown when he approached her yesterday.

However, Fang Hui was not curious about these things. She took a look and then looked away.

Zhou Chengzong happened to see her, his eyes lit up, and he walked towards her.

The pretty girl was surprised to see him walking towards a woman, but then she saw Fang Hui's pretty face, a dark light flashed in her eyes, and she followed him.

"Miss Fang, you're here." Zhou Chengzong greeted Fang Hui happily.

Seeing this, Tang Jinyu's eyes flashed. Brother Zhou looked cold and unwilling to talk to her, but he was very enthusiastic towards this girl. Tang Jinyu felt very uncomfortable and looked at Fang Hui carefully.

Fang Hui nodded.

"Brother Zhou, who is this girl? Why don't you introduce her to me?" Tang Jinyu pulled Zhou Chengzong's sleeve, acting like he was a close friend.

Zhou Chengzong pulled open his sleeves and looked at Fang Hui with admiration: "This is Miss Fang Hui. She performed very well in the first round yesterday."

"So that's how it is. I didn't notice it yesterday. Hello, Miss Fang, I'm Tang Jinyu, Brother Zhou's fiancée." Tang Jinyu introduced herself gracefully.

Hearing the word "fiancée", Zhou Chengzong frowned, but did not deny it, so this must be true.

However, to Tang Jinyu's disappointment, Fang Hui did not react at all. It was as if she had just heard something insignificant and she simply nodded at her and that was that.