For a moment, everyone at the door of the conference room stopped.

Song Zixuan and Yang Junye stood in the middle.

Yang Junye was so angry that his fists were clenched tightly. The position of the head teacher was almost certain. As a result, the North Cook God suddenly appeared and destroyed all this.

All his previous efforts were wasted in this instant, but the key was that he did not lose in terms of strength.

Instead... he lost his position he was about to get.

Of course he was not convinced!

Song Zixuan looked at Yang Junye who was extremely angry, but his expression was extremely dull.

"That's your business."

After saying that, he walked out of the crowd.

"You...I want to challenge you!"

Song Zixuan ignored the truth when he heard this and continued to walk forward without looking back.

At this time, the conference room naturally heard this movement.

Cheng Huaili said: "What's going on? Shouting!"

"Chengyuan, Yang Junye has been nominated. Now the chief instructor has become Song Zixuan. He must be angry in his heart, and we have to understand it."

Lin Wuxiu said.

At this moment, all he could do seemed to be protecting Yang Junye. In his heart, he felt a little guilty.

After all, he had already made a promise before, saying that the head teacher of the East Academy belonged to Yang Junye.

But now, he can do nothing.

"Yes, after all, it's a young man, so it's normal for him to be a little angry."

Ling Zhen said.

"Yes, Mr. Ling is saying." Lin Wuxiu said hurriedly.

"But... it's not scary to lose the competition, but if he loses the demeanor... he has just made a little success."

Ling Zhen snorted coldly: "Fortunately, he was not allowed to be the chief instructor. You should also pay attention to this kind of person who is not handsome will not be reused in the future."

Upon hearing this, Lin Wuxiu was stunned. Yang Junye, Yang Junye, Mr. Ling’s impression of you has fallen to the bottom.

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East Court boys dormitory.

Cheng Hao lies in the dormitory for a long time, and he doesn't know how long he has been wandering around.

Since losing to Sang Tianshuo, he has never left the dormitory.

I kept thinking about what happened in the past or two years.

Over the years, no one has been able to discount his arrogance. In fact, even if he lost to Sang Tianshuo, Cheng Hao's heart was not affected at all.

In his opinion, losing in this competition does not mean that he is weak.

But he had a feeling of dreaming, and this dream...had been done for more than a year.

During this period, he had almost no idea what happened in Class 6, and only knew to squander money with Kong Shaolong and others.

Until Song Zixuan arrived at Class 6, Cheng Hao felt that he suddenly woke up.

After waking up, the environment around me changed.

Those little brats who follow them all day long are now attending classes every day.

In the original 6th Class of the East Courtyard, almost everyone has the energy to learn cooking skills desperately.

Then when he lost to Sang Tianshuo, this dream that lasted for more than a year... was completely over.

In his eyes, even the food academy would not take anyone seriously.

Including Sun Jingxiang, who won him in the food competition, and Long Riyue, a teacher from Class 1 of the West Academy.

The only person he convinced was Tian Yongkun, a teacher in Class 2 of the West College.

But now... he thought about it for a long time, and although he didn't say anything on the surface, he understood in his heart and had to accept it.

Whether it is cooking skills or the management of Class 6, everything is now earth-shaking, and it is all done by Song Zixuan.

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Perhaps... As Song Zixuan said, nothing happened before, it was just that Cheng Hao himself did not come out.

Everything else continues, and the only thing that has not changed is Cheng Hao's stagnant cooking skills.

After returning to the dormitory of the West Courtyard, Yang Junye still couldn't calm down.

Long Riyue and others have already come to persuade him, but how can Yang Junye lose something be better just by just talking about it?

"Junye, there is no way to do this. After all, no one of us would have thought that Mr. Ling would come today." Long Riyue said.

"Yes, Teacher Yang, Mr. Ling recommended that Song Zixuan as soon as he came. No one dared to object to his words in the academy."

Li Xiang, who was standing aside, also said.

He was born in the Ye Dao Sect with Long Riyue, and at this time he was actually speaking for his senior brother.

After all, Long Riyue has been working hard for Yang Junye before, but at the last moment, he caught up with this result.

"Hmph, he is just favoring himself!"

Yang Junye slapped the table with a palm and shouted.

Hearing this, many people were surprised. Li Xiang hurriedly said, "Oh, Teacher Yang, I dare not say this. Mr. Ling's position is there!"

"Yes, Junye, you still have to calm down at this time. When Mr. Ling leaves, we are in the position of research chief teacher. After all, Song Zixuan may not be able to be a head teacher at the East College forever!"

Long Riyue said.

Yang Junye snorted coldly: "He is the God of North Chef, and my master is the God of South Chef. They have always been incompatible, but this time it was clearly out of selfishness!"

"this……"

For a moment, everyone didn't say anything, after all, Yang Junye's words made some sense.

Long Riyue said: "I really didn't expect that Mr. Ling actually had some friendship with Song Zixuan. This is indeed a bit strange."

"But no matter what... Teacher Yang, the college has made a decision now, so you'd better report to the East College first."

"Yes, Junye, this is the decision of the hospital. You can go and report first, and we will find a way to do the rest."

Yang Junye sneered: "Report? Go to Song Zixuan, the chief instructor of the East College? A joke!"

As he said that, Yang Junye stood up and said, "I must go to East Courtyard. I snatched my seat and thought I would forget it like this?"

After Yang Junye said that, he got up and walked out directly, without packing any luggage, obviously he was not going to report.

However, judging from the momentum, everyone didn't know how to persuade him again, and they all watched him leave with fear.

East Courtyard.

Song Zixuan had just rested in the dormitory for a while, Gao Mingliang, Tian Fu, Wang Lei and others came one after another.

The origins are the same, that is congratulations.

But Gao Mingliang's congratulations to Song Zixuan can still accept them normally, as for Tian Fu and Wang Lei...

These two people used to be Hong Tianwei's dogs, and now they are here to congratulate him, Song Zixuan is too lazy to pay attention to them.

So, in the end, the two of them left without paying attention.

After chatting with Baylor for a while, the phone rang again.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and Baylor said, "Haha, the head teacher is different. The visitors are going to be bursting today, and there are still people who are congratulating the phone."

"Stop talking, who knows who called it."

There was no caller ID in the dormitory. Song Zixuan was actually too lazy to answer, but out of politeness, he answered it.

"Boy, I'll congratulate you."

Hearing Ling Zhen's voice, Song Zixuan hurriedly sat up from the bed.

"Old Ling, it's you. I'm so embarrassed. I just saw you chatting with Cheng Yuan and the others, so I didn't have the nerve to disturb you."

When Baylor heard this, he was also stunned.

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The level of this congratulatory person has risen to Old Ling?

"Hahaha, boy, you're so polite. There's no need for this between us. I have to thank you."

"Ah? Thank me what?"

"Thank you for taking care of Ke'er. This girl is much more sensible now. This is all your credit."

Upon hearing this, Song Zixuan smiled silly and didn't know how to answer.
To be continued...