I'm picking up trash in the copy

The staff was cleaning the debris at the door, and was startled by the sudden appearance of Jiang You.

He looked impatient, turned his head suddenly, and found that the person coming was Jiang You. The staff member's expression changed and said, "Do you have anything to ask our chef? We can help you convey it."

Jiang You wanted to ask the guards about the cooking competition. Naturally, it was impossible for them to convey it. She refused: "Don't go to such trouble. Just tell me where your chef is and I'll go by myself."

The staff looked hesitant and hesitant.

Jiang You: "Your chef said that he admires me very much, and he said that you should also obey my orders, you know."

The staff nodded, that was indeed the case.

Jiang You: "That's right. I'm his guest and I have something important to do with him. If I hesitate any longer and delay your chef's affairs, will you be responsible?"

The staff told her that the head chef was on the second floor of the restaurant.

Jiang You looked up and saw that the stairs leading to the second floor were in tatters.

Since he was in the restaurant, why did he let the restaurant be destroyed and didn't come out to stop it?

The question flashed past, and Jiang You walked towards the stairs and headed towards the second floor.

He originally thought that the second floor was also a restaurant, just like the first floor. But when he went up, he found that the layout of the two floors was completely different. There were several small rooms on the second floor.

It looked like someone's office. There was no name at the door, and I didn't know which room the doorman was in.

The restaurant's office should belong to the head chef, right?

The staff didn't tell her that there were other people on the second floor. Could these rooms be empty?

Jiang You thought for a while and was about to raise her hand to knock on one room. If there was no one in the room, she would knock on the next one.

She raised her right hand and put it against the door. Before she could knock on the door, Jiang You heard something fall to the ground in the next room. She also heard a muffled grunt, which sounded like a doorman's.

Jiang You moved his eyes to the room where the sound came from.

Is it because the guard didn't go out because he couldn't?

Jiang You walked over and knocked on the door.

A sharp shout came from the room: "Get out!"

The voice was right, it was the doorman.

Jiang Youjing listened for a few seconds, but there was no sound in the room. She knocked on the door again and said, "It's me."

After saying that, Jiang You didn't wait for the guard to open the door and walked in.

As soon as he entered, Jiang You saw that the room was also in a mess, but there was only one doorman in the room on the second floor, so this situation was caused by himself.

Jiang You looked around and realized that this room was actually a bedroom. The doorman was covered in sweat and stood on the carpet in the middle.

There is a little bump on his back, which is the arch of a fish's fin.

The carpet is a large colorful flower pattern.

The guard asked: "What are you doing here?"

His voice was cold, with the characteristic temperament of a chef.

As he spoke, the fins on the guard's back had disappeared.

Jiang You blinked. He opened the game panel and took a look. The doorman's favorability was still 100 and had not dropped.

Then why is his attitude so cold now, as if he is a stranger, and he is willing to go both ways?

In the copy, the game data is accurate, and a favorability of 100 is equivalent to giving Jiang You a guarantee that she is not worried that she will encounter danger here.

Jiang You approached the doorman and said, "Broadcast notification, a cooking competition will be held this afternoon. I heard that you are the main judge of the competition?"

As she spoke, Jiang You's nose moved, and she smelled the smell of blood.

Jiang You's eyes were curious, and she looked at the doorman. The doorman was wearing white clothes with some brown dots and no fresh blood.

So it can't be that the doorman was injured.

But the sound she heard at first sounded like she was holding back some pain.

The guard didn't pay attention to Jiang You's gaze. He answered Jiang You's questions and said, "Yes, the chief judge of the cooking competition has always been the college chef."

When he spoke, Jiang You looked at the doorman. She had to look up at the two-meter-tall doorman.

The guard's mouth opened and closed, and Jiang You saw the blood on his teeth, and there seemed to be bright red meat strands between his teeth.

In such a situation, Jiang You naturally couldn't think that the doorman's gums were bleeding. It was only possible that he had just eaten in the bedroom.

As for what the guard was eating, it definitely couldn't be normal food.

Jiang You's eyes did not change and she looked directly at the doorman. She seemed not to see anything, and continued: "But you have just become the head chef. This must be your first time as a judge. Do you know the rules of the cooking competition? ?What if something goes wrong?"

At Perfect Cooking Academy, no one knows better than Jiang You how he became the head chef.

After becoming a chef, he automatically mastered the professional skills of a chef and learned some things related to a chef.

But Jiang You couldn't know this.

The guard thought it was reasonable for Jiang You to have such doubts. He even thought that Jiang You had this problem because he regarded him as a friend and cared about him.

The guard expressed his understanding. He deliberately slowed down his voice and said, "You don't have to worry about this. The main judge of the cooking competition is the highest judge, and the main judge can't make mistakes."

After he finished speaking, he saw Jiang You still had a confused expression, thinking that she did not understand the rights of the main judge of the competition.

The guard decided to tell Jiangyou the rules of the cooking competition.

The corner of his mouth moved slightly, "The cooking competition every Friday..."

After only half a sentence, the guard stopped and said to Jiang You, "You can come and see for yourself."

He stopped next to the first door, the one Jiang You was planning to knock on at the beginning.

The doorman opened the door and Jiang You followed him in.

There is a table near the door. There are various papers piled on the table. There are several file cabinets in the back. There is also a banner hanging on the wall, which reads "Dedicated to the most perfect chef." ".

Jiang You's eyes swept across the room one by one.

In one of the filing cabinets, she saw a thick file box with a white note on the back that read "Cooking Competition Records."

Jiang You's eyes were attracted to the folder.

The doorman rummaged through the table and pulled out a yellowed piece of paper from underneath.

He flicked the paper a few times, the dust on it was raised, and Jiang You took a small step back.

On the yellowed paper, Jiang You saw "Cooking Competition Rules" written on the first line.

The guard picked up the yellowed paper and said, "That's it. I don't even need to read it. It's all in my head. If you don't believe it, you can ask whatever you want."

After speaking, he handed the paper with the rules to Jiang You. Jiang You took it obediently and looked down.

The rules on the paper were similar to what Jiang You knew. They were held every Friday and only those with excellent grades could leave school.

Under these rules, there was a line of text about the results of the competition, which Jiang You had never known before.

"The results of the cooking competition will not be announced, and except for the top ten, other students will not be ranked."