The "Yu" private room of Fuyuan Restaurant was quiet, there was no human noise, only the occasional clicking sound of mobile phones taking pictures.

In the center of the box, there is a large round table of ash wood with straight texture and beautiful patterns. The round table is covered with a spotless white tablecloth. There are no guests sitting around the round table, but three chefs in white uniforms are standing around it.

The Italian chefs stood in a triangular position, each holding a silver spoon in their hands, and a variety of ingredients and condiments were placed on the small push cart beside them.

The young chef at the head first turned around and bowed slightly to the boy sitting not far away. After the boy nodded, he turned around and started the next "food show".

In front of the chef, various condiments in goblets are placed on the edge of the white tablecloth. The silver spoon gently reaches into the black condiment cup to pour some, and then accurately and quickly draws on the huge white tablecloth.

Drawing an arc, the young female chef on the opposite side of him also followed the overlapping and drew an arc in a strict manner, and then the third chef followed suit.

The sweet-smelling black condiment spreads out from one spoon to another on the white cloth, creating beautiful arcs that overlap and extend into the shape of fish bones. The scales and feathers are lifelike. The smooth and easy cooperation of the three chefs is amazing.

I am reminded of the masters of Japanese rice cake hammering. The wooden hammer rises and falls quickly and never hits the hand moving the rice cake. The silver spoon dances on the table and never hits it. The skillful and elegant "painting skills" are reflected on the tablecloth.

The top is completed with a landscape of fish leaping over the dragon gate.

Someone applauded, and the first round of applause erupted in the box.

Chu Zihang sat next to the boy and clapped softly, but his attention was not on the dining table but on the boy in front of him. He opened his mouth and wanted to whisper something, but felt that something was inappropriate, but the boy looked like

As if he had read the thoughts of the people around him, he tilted his head slightly and said softly: "I'll talk about what you want to ask later. I have other things to do during this meal."

Chu Zihang was slightly startled, and his eyes dropped. He also understood that the boy understood what he wanted to say, and indeed he came here for himself... After he no longer had any worries, he simply sat down next to the boy and was quiet.

Looking at this extravagant performance.

The fish skeleton is made, then decorated with white seasoning, light yellow sweet sauce, dotted with water drops and lotus flowers around the fish leaping dragon gate, chocolate powder and prepared spices are sprinkled on the middle line of the fish bones in turn, and carefully processed

Freeze-dried fruits and chocolate balls wrapped in edible gold foil were randomly sprinkled on the fish bones to become "flesh".

When the painting was completed, the entire dish was half done. Then the silverware was opened, and the hard-shell desserts with white mist of dry ice were placed on the dragon gate one after another. The three chefs picked up the silver spoons and smashed the desserts one by one.

Scattered everywhere, and finally topped with a little sweetener to complete this giant pre-dinner dessert.

"The fish leaps over the dragon's gate." The Italian chef turned around and announced the name of the dish to the boy on the chair in less than authentic Chinese, "Guests are invited to enjoy it slowly."

There was thunderous applause in the box. The students of Class 1, Grade 2, expressed their admiration for this luxurious "dessert" one by one. The boy on the chair also clapped his hands gently. The three chefs received the instructions and packed up.

Cutlery, pushed the trolley and left the box.

"Everyone, take a seat. This dish is given to us by the owner of Fuyuan Restaurant. Eat it while it's hot... while it's cold." Lin Nian stood up from his chair and approached the table. He saw that the cold mist of dry ice was still there.

Disappearing 'paintings' say.

At this time, the whole box returned to the lively atmosphere from the silence of watching the art performance with bated breath. Discussions suddenly broke out. Most of them praised the Michelin chef for being really different. He used the entire dining table covered with white cloth as a

The giant dessert made on the dinner plate was so creative that many people were shocked as soon as the party started.

"My dear, what a big deal." Xu Yanyan gathered at the table and stared at the mist-shrouded large dessert, "You can't get this without some blood, right?"

"It's not the food that's expensive, it's the brand. If I remember correctly, this should be chef Alinea's signature dessert. The current store should be in Chicago. I recognize the most handsome one among the three chefs. He is the chef of the restaurant with three Michelin stars.

Students who are chefs... This dessert technique should have been trained in the main restaurant. I heard that in recent years they have been invited to be chefs in restaurants in the interior. I didn't expect it to be this restaurant." A knowledgeable student tutted.

He was surprised and said, "This meal is a big deal. It doesn't matter if you ask for money, but you still have to save face... Is it really like a carp leaping over the dragon's gate?"

As he said that, the man glanced cautiously at Lin Nian, who was sitting at the dining table not far away, and his gaze became more or less upward.

"You're so willing... This appetizer and dessert alone should cost close to five figures, right?"

"Damn it, what kind of idiot is in such a hurry? Don't use the chopsticks first, let me take a photo!"

Lu Mingfei, who was scolded as a bitch, ran away in embarrassment, holding two plates in his hand, one for himself and one for Chen Wenwen. But as soon as he ran up to the girl, the girl said "Thank you" and took it away.

Two plates, the other fell into Zhao Menghua's hands...

Twenty or thirty people in the private room gathered around the dining table and started eating the dish with their chopsticks and forks. Lin Nian only tasted two pieces and then stepped aside and sat down. Beside him, Chu Zihang was also holding a plate and eating slowly.

Enjoying the dessert.

'Dad' used to often take him to some high-end clubs, but he wasn't very interested in it. The more people he saw, the more he would broaden his horizons. No matter how wonderful and wonderful things he saw, he wouldn't be rude. Besides, he didn't come here today.

Not here for this meal.

"You're late." Chu Zihang thought for a while, and took the initiative to open up the topic with Lin Nian... His words were very blunt, and coupled with his somewhat paralyzed cold face, it felt like he was inciting an accusation.

"I'm three minutes late, but my brother is still on time. It reminds me of when I was in the high school basketball club. I would have to hit as many three-pointers as I was late for practice. If I made a mistake, I would have to go back and do it all over again until I made the shot.

When the school is closed, go to the park and continue shooting. You will guard it personally, so no one dares to be late." Young Lin said with a smile.

No matter how long we have been apart, friends are always friends, and one or two words can bring us back together.

"What's the reason? You don't like people who are late." Chu Zihang's eyes softened inexplicably, as if he was aroused by the past.

"I actually got off the plane early in the morning, but something happened on the way here and I was delayed."

"There was a car accident?" Chu Zihang turned his head and looked at Lin Nian carefully. His level of concern was about that of a mother who heard her son was injured.

"No... but almost." Lin Nian smiled casually, but there was a flash of sternness in his eyes, "The matter has been solved... I just wasted a little effort, a lot of effort."

Chu Zihang stared at Lin Nian. He hadn't seen this boy for a long time. He felt that the boy had become strange inexplicably. He felt less ordinary and more strange than before, and more of an aura of command.

His unusually familiar smell...

...the smell of rain and blood.

"Not to mention what happened on the road, even if I encountered an accident, it has been dealt with. I am fine now. At most, I have some sequelae." Lin Nian waved his hands and spoke calmly, lowering his head to hide the discomfort in his eyes.

Side effects...?

Although he had many questions, it was obvious that Lin Nian waved his hand and did not want to talk anymore. Chu Zihang stopped questioning, took the last bite of the dessert, put down his spoon and clean plate and changed the subject: "This meal is very expensive.

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"Probably." Lin Nian took a few deep breaths and looked up at the lively old classmates at the white cloth table without comment. Both boys and girls who noticed his gaze greeted him with a warm smile... This emotion was

There was more enthusiasm and more strangeness than there had been before.

There was no joy on Lin Nian's face, only calm.

"I thought it was your treat today." Chu Zihang looked at him. After all, the person treating him should know the price.

"Yes and no." Lin Nian shook his head.

"If necessary, I can..."

"No, I mean...someone will reimburse you." Lin Nian coughed and whispered, "It's a business, no matter how big the battle is, it won't be my turn to pay..."

Chu Zihang nodded suddenly, Lin Nian in his eyes became familiar again, and the last bit of strangeness disappeared.

"Besides, I didn't come back out of nowhere this time."

"I know, I have been to the place where you lived before, and the owner has changed..." Chu Zihang was silent for a moment, "You don't like to show off your dignity in front of others, and you are not a person who likes to be in the limelight. You are not here to return home in glory this time. You

I came here for more important things...things that are not easy to put into words."

Lin Nian glanced at him in surprise. This time it was his turn to look Chu Zihang up and down. At this moment, not far away, Lu Mingfei was holding a dinner plate and staring at this side as he trotted towards Lin Nian. But

On the way, he stumbled as if he suddenly tripped over something. The dinner plate in his hand flew towards the two of them. If there were no accidents, the dessert on the plate would have been directly stuck on the back of one of them.

, the scene will be ugly.

But before Lu Mingfei's face showed the look of impending disaster, Chu Zihang discovered the accident. He just turned slightly to avoid the dinner plate, raised his hand and firmly caught the plate and its contents very naturally.

The whole process seemed to go smoothly, but few people saw it without being alarmed.

"Be careful." Chu Zihang handed the plate to Lu Mingfei, who came over with a pile of apologies and reminded him softly.

"Whoa whoa..."

Lin Nian saw all this in his eyes and considered it in his heart. The moment Chu Zihang turned around, he stretched out his hand to Chu Zihang's wrist. The latter's wrist was firmly grasped before he could avoid it.

Chu Zihang subconsciously wanted to break free, but found that the hand holding him was like an iron pliers, and all his strength was absorbed without any feedback.

But in terms of strength...B rank?

No... it should be higher... somewhere on the edge of Class A?

Lin Nian felt the burst of power on his wrist, and a hint of understanding appeared in his eyes. He let go of his hand and looked at the big boy in front of him with a smile and asked: "When did it happen?"

Chu Zihang was stunned for a moment, but didn't know how to answer this question. Lin Nian nodded again when he saw his reaction: "You don't know anything yet... That's fine."

"You are looking for Cassel College. I can take you there. To be honest, I suddenly realized now that you are born to fit in that place." Lin Nian said.

"...What are the admission requirements? I heard that the interviews at Kassel College are very strict." After receiving Lin Nian's positive reply, Chu Zihang relaxed a little, and his cold face seemed to melt away.

Many, many years of boredom and stress have disappeared with the melting snow.

"The admission requirements are no problem for you." Lin Nian said with a smile, "There is no need to ask why. If I say you have no problem, then you will have no problem."

"But that college is no ordinary place."

"It's not ordinary, but you're not ordinary either, right?" Lin Nian looked directly at Chu Zihang and said.

"You mean..." Chu Zihang suddenly stopped talking in the middle of his words, and turned to look at Lu Mingfei, who was holding a dinner plate and had not walked away. This kid had been silent since he fell.

beside them.

"You guys chat... you chat... I'm just passing by..." Lu Mingfei's face immediately filled with embarrassment after he was suddenly focused on Chu Zihang's gaze, and his whole body felt like needles pricking him, and he turned around and left.

"Hello!"

He stepped back abruptly and was about to leave, but was suddenly stopped.
To be continued...