Ding Peng put his right hand into the dark box, and the whole scene suddenly became quiet.

In front of the TV, Ma Qingbo's heart also raised to his throat, folded his hands together and kept muttering, "Amitabha, Bodhisattva, you must not draw the air ball."

Ma Zhanhong didn't say anything, he just smoked a cigarette and stared at the TV.

Li Cuilian smiled and said, "You'd better not pray to the Bodhisattva. Many things are like this. The more you don't want it to happen, the more it will happen."

"Mom, just go play." Ma Qingbo said depressedly.

Li Cuilian laughed and said, "You are so concerned about you, your master?"

Ma Qingbo sighed and said, "Mom, you don't know, he is really too strong in breeding. If it weren't for him, who would have known me in this industry? No one! I used to post on the China Breeding Forum but few people paid attention to it. Now every post has dozens of experts like it, and even one post liked more than 150 experts. People said that if I just made these posts, I will be the most powerful competitor of the Golden Dragon Award this year."

"Golden Dragon Award? The highest award in your industry?" Ma Zhanhong, who was watching TV, suddenly turned his head and asked.

Ma Qingbo nodded and said, "Dad, you said that it took me more than a month to push me to the edge of the Golden Dragon Award. How could I not care about him?"

Ma Zhanhong nodded and said, "That should be taken seriously. Look, your master has taken out the table tennis ball."

Ma Qingbo hurriedly turned his attention to the LCD TV.

on site.

Everyone looked at Ding Peng with a breath holding their breath.

Ding Peng calmly took out a ping-pong ball from the secret box. He stretched out his hand and looked at the ping-pong ball first, but the guy's face turned green.

"Fuck!" Ding Peng cursed in a low voice.

The beautiful host was next to him. When she heard Ding Peng cursing in a low voice, she felt a little embarrassed, but she quickly asked, "Mr. Ding, does the word 'have' written on the table tennis ball you drew?"

Ding Peng did not speak, but handed her the ping-pong ball directly.

The beautiful host took the table tennis ball and looked at it, and stopped talking.

Because the table tennis ball Ding Peng drew was the only one among the twenty-one who had no writing, which means that this guy didn't use it!

The beautiful host looked a little sympathetic when he looked at Ding Peng. Tell me if you didn’t watch the almanac when you participated in the competition today? You are really nothing to memorize. You are the last one in the food. Now you don’t even need to use the stove. What competition are you competing for?

After the audience below knew the result, they were all speechless, and some people even wanted to laugh. There was no way, and they had never seen someone like Ding Peng. With this luck, it would be a blessing that you could come from home to the hotel safely.

The little beauty Ding Cailin jumped up and shouted, "No, you guys cheat!"

In one sentence, everyone's eyes attracted once again.

Hong Jinpeng said calmly, "Little girl, if you disrupt the competition order again, I will ask you to go out."

Ding Cailin didn't even miss him, and said, "What are you going out? You can't tell me if you cheat, right?"

"Oh? What's the way to cheat?"

"My dad was here to participate in the competition temporarily, so you will definitely not be very welcome. Then he used this method to make him withdraw by himself. If I guess correctly, all the ping-pong balls in this secret box are without words!"

After Ding Cailin said this, the others were really a little suspicious. After all, Ding Peng was too coincidental. Even if he clicked the memorial, he could not recite it so thoroughly. It was like burning incense to the Mold God.

"Okay, since you doubt it, then let all the contestants draw out the other table tennis balls," said Hong Jinpeng.

In fact, not only the Ding Manrou sisters almost vomited blood, but even Ma Qingbo in front of the TV almost fell off the sofa.

"I￥, why is this happening? Can my master recite this more?" This guy was so crazy.

Ma Zhanhong and his wife didn’t know what they said. It was the first time they saw Ding Peng as unlucky as he was participating in a competition. Look at how you are now. They don’t have to defeat you at all, and you will get yourself out. It’s really weird.

"Absolutely cheat!" Ma Qingbo jumped up and screamed.

Ma Zhanhong wanted to say that he didn't cheat, but he opened his mouth and didn't say it out.

Unless this is cheating, Ding Peng's luck will not be so bad.

"Don't shout, just look at the table tennis balls drawn by the person behind you."

Ding Peng stood aside, and the others started to smoke table tennis, but the word "yes" was written on the table tennis balls that everyone took out, which means that it was used for stoves.

After the last person finished smoking, everyone stopped talking.

Well, that's right, that unlucky guy is so miserable. He really drew the only one among the twenty-one table tennis balls that didn't write.

You are definitely not God’s father’s cub!

Seeing this result, Ding Cailin stopped protesting, but sat there with a depressed look on his face and said nothing.

Ding Dang was also completely energetic, sitting on the other side of Ding Manrou, staring at the table with his eyes blankly.

Only Ding Manrou turned his head and asked Xiao Youcheng, saying, "Grandpa Xiao, do you have to use a stove to cook?"

Xiao Youcheng was stunned. He looked at Ding Manrou and asked in confusion, "Girl, what do you mean? Of course, you have to use a stove to cook. How to make it without a stove?"

Ding Manrou pondered for a while and said, "My dad won't leave, he must have a way."

Seeing that this time, the girl was still full of confidence in her father. Even Hong Jinpeng couldn't bear to hit her and said, "Actually, we also hope to have a solution that has the best of both worlds. After all, your father was recommended by Mr. Xiao. With my understanding of Mr. Xiao, he would not pay attention to anyone who has a unique skill in cooking. But now this is already like this, and I really don't know what else he can do."

Ding Manrou bit her lip and said, "You don't have it, my dad has it!"

"Little girl, self-confidence must also be based."

"according to?"

"Yes, unfounded confidence can only be arrogant."

"Of course there is."

"What?"

"He is my dad!"

""

Hong Jinpeng was so angry that he couldn't speak a word from Ding Manrou. This sentence is another sentence, he is my father. God, how did your father brainwash you every day? This idea is deeply rooted, right? This sentence just now, and now it is another sentence.

On the stage, the beautiful host showed all the table tennis balls to the audience, and finally looked at Ding Peng and apologized, "Mr. Ding, sorry, there are only twenty stoves now, look at you."

She didn't finish her words, but the meaning was very obvious, just to see if you quit the competition.

Ding Peng was not depressed at this time, but laughed happily, "Oh, there are only twenty of them, they are theirs, I will do mine."

"Ah?" The beautiful host thought she had heard it wrong and asked, "Are you saying you don't need to cook with the stove?"

"Some dishes don't need a stove."

"What dish?"

"cold dish."

""

Ding Peng said something, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all started to laugh.

They just smiled and stopped laughing because they saw Ding Peng's ingredients, the thing was a thorny thing, a piece of perilla leaves, a petal of oranges, a vegetable lump and a small radish head. What cold dishes do you make? These things can't be made.

Not to mention cold dishes, you can't even cut them out.

The beautiful host was stunned for a while and asked, "Mr. Ding, are you sure the first dish is made for cold dishes?"

Ding Peng nodded and said, "There is no stove, you can only cook cold dishes."

"Use this thing?" the beautiful host asked, pointing to the thorny thing in the tray.

Ding Peng smiled and said, "Just use it."

"Sorry, Mr. Ding, I haven't seen this thing before, what is it?"

"Rose with thorns!"
Chapter completed!