Chapter 1394

Yang Ming said: "There are many awesome people in the world, and I am not the only one left."

Wang Xiaoming shook his head: "There are indeed many awesome people in this world, but you are the only one who is awesome like you."

Yang Ming stretched out his hand to pull him: "Why do you think so much and are so anxious to let me go back?"

Wang Xiaoming said: "You don't want to go back that much?"

"It's still early, not to mention, I'm fine here." Yang Ming said.

Wang Xiaoming despised him: "You are too happy to miss Shu."

Yang Ming raised his head and sighed: "There are not so many intrigues here, which is good."

Wang Xiaoming either understood or not, and said oh

Yang Ming smiled and held his hand: "Then let's go back to our own territory."

As soon as I reached the stairs, I met someone coming up from below. She was an acquaintance, Ms. Li Xintian, Yingxu's lobby manager. Li Xintian smiled professionally: "Boss Wang, Master Yang Ming."

Wang Xiaoming nodded to her: "Manager Li."

Yang Ming didn't say anything, just nodded and went downstairs. Wang Xiaoming quickly followed.

Since it was determined that the spring cakes would be made in Haibawang, Wang Xiaoming naturally had no pressure. The afternoon competition was completed very smoothly. I don’t know whether it was the referee’s bias or his strength. Among the seven individual competitions, Wang Xiaoming won six first places and only one One cake was lost to a century-old store that specializes in peach cakes. That store has many types of beautiful molds. The pastry chef has been doing it for decades and can also hand-carve patterns. Wang Xiaoming, who is temporarily sharpening his skills, will definitely not be able to catch up, so I am also convinced that I have lost.

The grand prize in the final comprehensive evaluation was naturally Hua Luo Hai Ba Wang's family. The 50,000 yuan grand prize was taken away by Zhong Yanhong before Wang Xiaoming could warm it up: "You have made enough today, and this grand prize belongs to me." .”

Wang Xiaoming smiled and did not protest, but asked: "Is Sister Yu still there?"

Zhong Yanhong said: "You're still here. I was talking to Teacher Zhao just now. Do you have anything to do with her?"

Wang Xiaoming said: "Well, I'll go find her and ask her something."

Zhong Yanhong said: "Oh, you go ahead. I will give snacks to Officer Xiao Liu."

Wang Xiaoming nodded: "Okay."

Wang Xiaoming went to Mei Ruyu's office. She happened to be alone in there. Wang Xiaoming knocked on the door: "Sister Yu, excuse me."

Mei Ruyu raised her head and smiled happily: "Xiao Ming, come in and sit down and have a cup of tea. Thank you for your hard work today." Mei Ruyu boiled water and started to make tea.

Wang Xiaoming waved his hand: "It's okay, you're welcome, Sister Yu. I have something to ask you."

Mei Ruyu put down the tweezers holding the tea leaves: "Whatever happens, just tell me."

Wang Xiaoming said: "I heard Teacher Zhao say today that Yang Ming is the son of some Japanese god. Is it true?"

Mei Ruyu nodded: "Yes."

"Is he really that famous? What kind of person is he?" Wang Xiaoming crossed his fingers, unable to hide his inner nervousness.

Mei Ruyu said: "He is a student of Yueyue Academy in Japan. He is not only a well-known chef in Japan, but also has a reputation in the world of chefs. I heard that his family also owns a small shop."

Wang Xiaoming's fingers dug into the flesh: "Do you know a more specific situation?"

Mei Ruyu nodded: "Yang Ming opened a Yang Ming store, which is very famous among the upper class in Japan. But the strange thing is that ordinary people don't know about it. Only a few people know about it. I only found out about it after Teacher Zhao told me."

"Are you familiar with Yuanyue Academy? Do you have their contact information?" Wang Xiaoming continued to ask.

Mei Ruyu shook her head and said, "How is that possible? I'm just the boss of a small place. I'm not familiar with top schools like Totsuki Academy. However, the contact information is available online. I have to look for it."

Wang Xiaoming nodded: "Forget it, thank you Sister Yu."

Mei Ruyu looked at Wang Xiaoming: "Xiao Ming, why are you asking these questions?"

Wang Xiaoming pulled up the corner of his mouth and forced a smile: "It's nothing, I'm just curious. Yang Ming is so good at cooking, and I want to know about his background. Thank you Sister Yu for telling me so much. It's okay. I'm leaving. Thank you Sister Yu for the tea. , very fragrant.”

Mei Ruyu said: "You're welcome. When Teacher Zhao contacts you to record the program, you must tell me."

"Okay, Sister Yu." Wang Xiaoming nodded, stood up and left.

The first thing Wang Xiaoming did when he returned to the store was to go to the office to surf the Internet. He searched for Totsuki Academy, and a lot of relevant information popped up, including official websites, encyclopedia entries, map information, and related news.

Wang Xiaoming opened the encyclopedia entry and looked at the background information of Totsuki Academy. This is a top school founded in the last century. It is headquartered in Tokyo, Japan. It has secondary and advanced departments. It is a 3-year system, but it is upgraded. Graduation is very difficult, with the graduation rate below 10%. The commander-in-chief said that "99% of people are abandoned to temper the 1% of people."

Last year, out of 812 first-year students, only 76 were promoted to second grade. There are only a handful of students who can advance to third grade and graduate. Compared to a school like Hinamizawa Branch where you can get into a higher school without taking any exams as long as you ensure attendance, it's like heaven and hell. And Totsuki's brand effect comes from this. As long as he can survive until graduation, he can enjoy the glory of being a popular star in the cooking industry for the rest of his life.

In addition to various scalable businesses. The entry also contains information about the commander-in-chief of Totsuki Academy, Hisaki Nakiri, who is a middle-aged man over forty years old. There is also a photo of him on it. The middle-aged man has black hair and looks very young.

Wang Xiaoming looked at the photo of Nakiri Thistle and immediately felt a gloomy and gloomy feeling. He was obviously not a good person.

Wang Xiaoming was so nervous that his eyelids twitched. He didn't expect Yang Ming to have such an amazing background. No wonder he felt that he was no ordinary person when he first met him.

Wang Xiaoming seemed to have spied on some terrible secret. He quickly closed the entire web page. His palms holding the mouse couldn't help but sweat. What should I do?

Yang Ming is so famous, there must be many important things waiting for him to go back to deal with. Can he really let him stay in his home with peace of mind?

Wang Xiaoming fell into deep conflicts and panic. From the information, it can be seen that Yang Ming and he were completely different from the same world. If he went back, there would be no intersection between them. Yang Ming was indeed an angel as Ergou said, and then he left without a trace and walked out of their lives.

But how selfish would it be to leave him here?

He is so famous, and his amnesia is so strange, I am afraid there is some hidden secret in it...

In Wang Xiaoming's mind, it was as if a Category 12 typhoon was passing through, and everything would be blown to pieces, making it a mess. He slumped feebly in his chair, his mind completely empty and he didn't know what to think.