Mixed Category (3)
ââŠâ Zhen Xiaoyan listened intently, memorizing every word he said and even taking down notes.
However, she wasnât taking down notes about the dish, but rather what Ye Lang liked about it. She noted all the flavours he liked most.
When he finished, she immediately produced the ingredients, started to make the condiments from scratch and experimented with the dishâŠ
On the other side, while Ye Lang and Zhen Xiaoyan were talking teppanyaki, Ye Lanyu and the seventh princess were already in the middle of the field, bowing in respect to their opponents. This meant they were ready to battle!
âMay I know what is going on?â their opponent was already unhappy with Zhen Xiaoyanâs presence. With Ye Lang here, they felt they were being disrespected.
Like their past opponents, some requested for Zhen Xiaoyan to participate in the battle too. However she said she didnât know how to fight, and it was true.
Of course they didnât believe Xiaoyan. They requested for her to participate once again, which annoyed Ye Lanyu, so she immediately started to attack.
After this, her opponents understood why Ye Lanyuâs team only sent two people on the field. They didnât need any more people, both of them were enough to defeat their opponents!
Not many people at this student level were capable of fighting Ye Lanyu and the seventh princess together. Not even if they were five people!
On the other hand, participants who might be more powerful than the two girls would never participate in such a trivial category like the mixed category, so it would be an easy win for them!
Although people were aware of their capabilities, they often arrogantly thought their five members were more superior and their opponents were trash.
Every opponent thought this way, then they would request for Zhen Xiaoyan to participate every time. And the results would always be the same too!
âJust let them be, I donât want them to be here anyway, or youâll die a horrible death!â answered Ye Lanyu as usual. Her answers were always very honest.
ââŠâ The seventh princess didnât speak, too lazy to elaborate.
âYouâŠâ Their âscaryâ opponents felt like they were insulted. That they were disrespected.
More intense hatred brewed in their hearts compared to the girlsâ previous opponents due to Ye Langâs presence. Ye Lang was here drinking tea and eating tidbits at the sidelines.
Yeah, they felt very insulted and embarassed at Ye Langâs behaviour.
Most of the audience was watching Ye Lang, stunned. Theyâd forgotten about everything else, only mesmerized by Ye Langâs anticsâŠ
At this moment, right in front of the crowd, before many pairs of eyes, he discreetly -when Zhen Xiaoyan wasnât paying attention- stuffed a slice of beef into his mouth. He chewed.
No one knew why Ye Lang was attempting to be âdiscreetâ. All they knew was they didnât know to laugh or cry after witnessing the entire situation.
Very soon, they understood why Ye Lang had to âstealâ the piece of beefâŠ
âAh! Ye Lang, you canât eat thatâŠâ cried Zhen Xiaoyan immediately after she noticed him eating something, and took a look at the beef slices she put aside.
âMmph⊠MmphâŠâ Ye Langâs mouth was stuffed full of beef, his words muffled. No one knew what he was saying.
âYou dumbo, spit it out! That beef was a failure, didnât you see it was burnt?â Zhen Xiaoyan reached out to grab Ye Lang in an attempt to force him to spit it out. She was a little too slow though, she couldnât catch him.
The only way was if he deliberately wanted himself to be captured!
âSo what if itâs burnt? Itâs still beef, itâd be a waste if I donât eat it!â explained Ye Lang after gulping down the beef. His expression said: carry on with your cooking, donât mind me.
Ye Lang was never wasteful when it came to food. He once ate soon-to-be expired flu medicine, a little burnt beef was nothing!
He wasnât like some people who would collapse after eating food that was slightly past its prime, and it didnât taste horrible either. It wasnât bad at all.
It wouldâve been delicious to any normal person!
âWaste? Iâll eat it. Iâve always eaten my failed projects, nothingâs happened to me, it just goes into my bellyâŠâ explained Zhen Xiaoyan once again. Sheâd already explained this concept to Ye Lang many times, like how she often told him not to eat âhorribleâ food.
âYour little stomach might not be able to contain so much food, Iâve gotta eat some too!â said Ye Lang solemnly, then continued to fight Zhen Xiaoyan for more food on the metal plate. He was eyeing for the cuttlefish this time.
If someone who didnât know them heard this conversation, theyâd think Ye Lang was being gracious for helping Zhne Xiaoyan with her problem.
In reality, people who were familiar with the two of them knew Ye Lang was lying to her face.
â⊠Donât you know how much I eat? Youâre a liar!â huffed Zhen Xiaoyan. No one would be able to compete against her appetite, it had nothing to do with the size of her stomach.
She had always been a person with a humongous appetite. She could already eat a lot before meeting Ye Lang- and then ten times more after she did!
ââŠâ Their opponents were about to explode watching this unfold in front of them, clenching their teeth as if to announce this was very hard for them to swallow.
Forget about them sitting out the fight, these two were cooking! That was unacceptable!
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Ye Lanyu and the seventh princess noticed something odd with their opponents, so they turned to look at what their opponents were glaring at. It was Ye Lang and Zhen Xiaoyan.
ââŠâ The two were stunned for a moment, then shook their heads. They couldnât believe the kid was in the mood for food now. Hey, whatâs he eating? It looks really good.
âYou can stop watching them now, let us settle this quickly. We want to eat too, Iâm starving!â said Ye Lanyu unleashing a beautiful ball of ice magic to remind her opponents- hey, focus on your problem here.
ââŠâ The audience fell silent.
Her powers had formed an ice wall, separating the opponentâs team and Ye Lang!
âMiss Ye Lanyu, arenât you a little too confident in yourself? Do you think both of you can defeat the five of us?â her opponents turned, asking angrily.