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The tasting session determines the winner.

On the turntable round table was added a dish of tomato cod soup made by chef Lei Yigang, with a few grilled skewers on the side.

Remove the tops of the whole tomatoes, hollow out the pulp and shape it into a bowl. Pour the cod fish soup into it and sprinkle with salt and pepper. Apply the egg liquid to the skewers, fry them in olive oil and cut the roses into pieces.

Everyone praised, and Zhou Ye said: "It turns out that the old man has no resistance in front of vegetable cod, ho ho."

Here comes the point——

Sheng Xuelin's [Oolong Chasing the Moon] versus Jiang Ye's [Three Non-sticks].

Lei Yixian commented: "Teacher Sheng's [Oolong Chasing the Moon] has an elegant shape and a fresh and mellow flavor."

"Indeed, the careful preparation of the head soup also shows that Teacher Sheng is sincere and has come up with unique skills for our program." Zhou Ye asked, "What do you think of Jiang Ye's [Three Non-stick]? What did Master Lei think of it? The process of making it just now.

It’s quite exciting.”

Lei Yi suffered from an occupational disease. Just when he was about to blurt out Jiang Ye was better, he suddenly remembered that this was a scripted variety show.

He took a spoon and scooped out a large piece, and praised as he ate: "[三不stick] got its name very vividly. It has a bright golden full moon color, neither raw nor burnt, neither runny nor scattered. The taste is smooth and tender, with a slight texture.

The bite is like cake but not cake, wonderful."

"But -" Lei Yi deliberately dragged out a long ending, "I still think Teacher Sheng's [Oolong Chasing the Moon] is better."

The two groups tasted each other's dishes and commented on each other.

Sheng Xuelin only tasted it briefly, and from the corner of his eyes and eyebrows, he couldn't look down on Jiang Ye's simple and crude [Three Non-stick].

Zhou Ye asked Jiang Ye, "What do you think of your opponent's [Oolong Chasing the Moon]?"

After Jiang Ye tried it, he thought that so many good ingredients were wasted. Not just anyone can make soup.

"Teacher Sheng, it's true." Jiang Ye shook his head and clapped, saying something that could be understood no matter how he said it, "This dish can only be understood but not explained."

After voting by several food tasters, [Oolong Chasing the Moon] finally won due to its ingredients, difficulty, shape and elegant meaning. Sheng Xuelin crossed his arms and smiled with great satisfaction.

Yu Feiwan was about to argue for Jiang Ye, but when she looked up, she saw Jiao Lei shaking her head at her and raising her arms to make a cross.

She pursed her lips, swallowed her breath, and held back.

At the end of the recording, Zhou Ye finished reading the advertisement and announced the results of this showdown. He concluded by saying: "Viewers are welcome to leave messages on our official "Midnight Diner" blog, participate in the interaction, and choose the moon creative dish in your heart.

The above is this issue of "Late Night Diner", little people, big world, eat a good dish and taste a story.

See you next time!”

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"Okay, thank you for your hard work, teachers. We have finished recording. Thank you for your hard work."

After the show, the assistant director and staff came up to pack things up.

When they got backstage, Yu Feiwan pouted angrily and raised his lips slightly: "It's obvious that he cheated and prepared so much in advance.

Besides, it doesn’t taste as good as yours, so I don’t like it anyway.”

Jiang Ye smiled. At this time, his attention was entirely on Yu Feiwan's red lips, and he comforted her and said: "Variety shows are all for the effect of the show, don't take it seriously."

"Then..." After hesitating for a moment, Yu Feiwan looked directly at Jiang Ye and finally asked, "You didn't finish last time. You don't have to say that in cross talk.

So what should I say? If you have a way to tell me, let me hear it."

Jiang Ye snorted: "You are really a die-hard fan, you are so persistent."

"What kind of fan?" Yu Feiwan had a serious expression on his face, and then reacted, "Oh, [Liyun Club] is opened by my uncle, the same funny guy who talked about "Reporting the Name of the Dish" on the stage that day, so

I just……"

"I understand, I understand." Jiang Ye suddenly realized it, thought for a while, and pretended to be mysterious to tease her, "But this matter cannot be explained clearly in one or two sentences.

Let's do it this way. If I have time another day, I'll go to the cross talk studio and perform for you on stage, and you'll know what else to say."

Yu Feiwan seemed not to believe it. He narrowed his eyes and leaned slightly closer to him: "It won't be the same as last time, right?"

"No way, no way." Jiang Ye laughed happily, bowed and apologized, "It happened suddenly that day, I really didn't mean it."

So Jiang Ye told her WeChat, and the two added their contact information.

Before Yu Feiwan could say a few more words, her manager Jiao Lei ran over and pulled her away first.

Jiang Ye said goodbye to the host and staff. On the way back, he took out his mobile phone and opened Yu Feiwan's circle of friends and flipped through it.

It is a private WeChat message, not set to be visible for three days, but there are few updates and not many words; there are no selfies, just nature and some paintings.

It was the same as the first time I met her. Her demeanor could only be described as "the breeze blows over the orchid snow".

The songs shared are quite good, covering all genres.

Just when Jiang Ye wanted to play a song, he called to remind him that it was the class president of his university, Ye Jinwen.

After answering, Jiang Ye raised his voice: "Hello, monitor."

This female class president is quirky and has a warm-hearted and gentle personality. She can get along well with her classmates and never makes any comments about her.

"Hey, Jiang Ye." Ye Jinwen got straight to the point and said with a smile, "Let me inform the big star that he will come to school the day after tomorrow to take graduation photos and get his diploma."

Jiang Ye was stunned and immediately responded: "The day after tomorrow, okay, I'll remember it."

"Let's talk about it when we meet the day after tomorrow. I have to call everyone to inform them. Maybe the head teacher will come to see you later." Ye Jinwen was still very impatient.

Jiang Ye thanked him: "Okay, I'll see you the day after tomorrow. Thank you, monitor."

Taking graduation photos, after graduating, Jiang Ye felt as if he was far away from his previous life in college.

Those flowers in youth, scattered by the stars and blown down by the wind, are dotted with memories.

Teacher Pu Shu’s songs were automatically played in my mind as BGM to match the mood at the moment.

However, before the story could begin, a phone call from the head teacher, Duan, brought Jiang Ye back to reality.

We haven’t seen each other for a long time, but Lao Duan is still full of energy: “Hey, Jiang Ye.”

"Hey, hello, Teacher Duan." Jiang Ye greeted.

During the four years of college, I went back and forth to corporate schools. Although they were an arts university and a performance department, it was normal for students not to be in school often.

But the head teacher, Lao Duan, has always been very understanding and reasonable. He also made Jiang Ye a lot of convenience during exams and so on. Jiang Ye must appreciate this sentiment.

"The class monitor has notified you of the graduation ceremony the day after tomorrow." Old Duan coughed twice and continued, "You have managed to get through it now. It's not easy. The teacher is very happy for you."

Jiang Ye hurriedly said humbly: "Thank you, Teacher Duan. I am far from where I am now. I have to keep working hard."

"That's right, I think, what do you think about letting you speak on stage as a graduate representative and give a graduation speech the day after tomorrow?" Lao Duan explained his purpose.

Jiang Ye immediately declined: "It's not appropriate. I'm just a newcomer. Many of my classmates are better than me. Who gets my turn to speak?"

Strong ambitions are always there, and nature loves mountains and hills.

In his previous life, he liked to work behind the scenes in a down-to-earth manner and had no worldly desires to show off in a high-profile manner.

Lao Duan heard that Jiang Ye was very determined and refused again and again, so he had no choice but to give up and stop pushing. The two exchanged a few casual words and ended the call.

Back in the dormitory, Jiang Ye also received messages from two roommates in the evening, informing him of the graduation ceremony.

In the past four years, Jiang Ye and his roommates have only had a few days together. Everyone has chosen the path of acting. Those who have signed with companies or have the opportunity to take on roles are all running to become stars.

There are also many people like Jiang Ye who have left school for a long time.

In the past, Jiang Ye was an unknown person, his mobile phone was very quiet, and there was almost no contact between the four roommates, let alone that he would take the initiative to inform you of something happening at school.

Today is different from the past. Jiang Ye is on fire, and the warmth and warmth of people are immediately apparent. This is not the first time he has experienced this.

With a normal heart, Jiang Ye replied to his two roommates who suddenly became enthusiastic, thinking about going to school early the day after tomorrow to complete the graduation procedures.

…

Early the morning after tomorrow, Jiang Ye took a taxi to his university, Beijing Fanxing College of Art and Media.

Although it is not as good as a top-tier university, it is pretty decent in terms of environment, teachers, and other aspects among second-tier universities.

Jiang Ye arrived early and was walking towards the teaching building of the Performance Department when a voice suddenly came from behind -

"Eno! It's you!"

I haven't seen him, but I heard his voice.

Jiang Ye felt very uncomfortable listening to this familiar high-pitched tone.

He turned his head and glanced in the direction of the sound.

What a coincidence, how did I meet her!

Zuo Siyan—the person the original owner liked four years ago.

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ps: It’s a shame that vx was added before chapter 30, oh yeah!

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