Although Motata could not understand their conversation, she could understand deeply that to live in the underworld, you must bleed. If you want to live well, you must leave more blood. If you want to climb the throne, you must risk your life.

, use your only life and all your strength to win your own kingship!

Feng Yingchen is such a strong and arrogant person. The third choice is his ultimate goal in life. As for the insidiousness of the Devil Gang, Motata naturally knows it very well. Because no matter how long it takes, she will remember that in real life

That night at the Love Bar, a bomb dropped by the Devil Gang nearly cost them all their lives. Now, the two incompatible gangs have actually reached a deal worth tens of thousands of dollars. Isn't this what Young Master Feng's ability is?

?

Feng Yingchen heard a lot of praise and saw a lot of admiration, but he still had a leisurely expression of disapproval. He leaned over Mota's ear at a height of 1.86 meters, and kissed her earlobe like a dragonfly. Mota

Ta was ashamed and anxious, looking at Feng Yingchen with an annoyed look on his face, wishing he could punch him in the face.

But with a wicked smile on his face, he said, "Practice well and don't embarrass me on the day of the competition." After saying that, he turned around and left to deal with the trivial matters of the gang.

His back is always aloof and lonely.

Motata looked at Master Feng's back, gritting his teeth and feeling helpless. The three little ladies on the side, Xia Zeye, Su Yuxi, and Du Mengqi, all had gossipy expressions on their faces as if they were watching a good show.

Only An Canmo discovered it most carefully and clearly.

It turns out that no matter what time the proud Feng Yingchen thinks of, the first person he thinks of is always Motata.

But, if the Ye Mei Gang and Motata are put together.

Which one will he choose?

An Canmo frowned unconsciously.

"Okay Tata, now you have to choose a recipe for the competition. What kind of cuisine do you want to win from Lian Ruixuan?" Han Yun'er said with a smile.

"Ah?! I don't know anything..." Motata scratched his head and ears anxiously.

"Idiot, just think about it... what delicious food have you made recently, and then slowly practice it, and then show it out on the day of the competition."

Han Yun'er's words suddenly inspired Motata.

Humph! Doesn’t that guy Feng Yingchen look down on my craftsmanship? Doesn’t that guy Feng Yingchen act awesome and coaxing every day? Doesn’t that guy Feng Yingchen act so domineering and ignorant every day?

Doesn’t that guy Ying Chen make him feel very small and insignificant every time he stands with him?

Therefore, I have decided!——

"I want to learn swimming crab fried rice cakes!!! How about it? It's high-end and classy!!!" Motata looked mysterious.

"If I'm not wrong, wasn't this the dish you cooked for Master Feng back then? Wasn't this dish you compared to being uglier than briquettes? I don't think this dish was cooked for Master Feng.

You're lucky to have a bad stomach, but you still dare to serve this dish?"

"That's right, be careful if you spoil Young Master Feng's stomach, all the nymphos will beat you up. Of course, I am not excluded." Tan Yuexin said jokingly.

"You guys!!!╭(╯^╰)╮Humph! With Feng Yingchen, forget about Motata!!!" Motata glanced at her good sisters. "Do you believe it? I will definitely follow you this time.

You should learn from it! My purpose is to let that arrogant man taste the delicious food I made myself. I can’t let him underestimate me anymore, hum!!!”

"But Motata, don't you think the name of your dish sounds just like a song called "Eighteen Bends on the Mountain Road"?" Su Yuxi joked.

"Hahaha! That's right, Motata, when the time comes, why don't you sing "Eighteen Bends on the Mountain Road" first and then start cooking? Pfft-" Xia Zeye couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Xia Zeye!!!" Motata couldn't help but roar.

"Tata, your name is so funny. The judges haven't commented yet, but my stomach hurts from laughing." An Canmo looked amused.

"Woo~~~~(_)~~~~ An Canmo, you laugh at me too!!"

"Okay, how about a name?" An Canmo smiled gently.

"Okay... let's call it... the foot of Mount Fuji."

"What?! What are you doing at the foot of Mount Fuji! Motata, does this have something to do with swimming crab fried rice cake?"

"I know there is no connection. "Below Mount Fuji" is a song I love very much. Every time I listen to this song, it moves me. Every time I listen to this song, I want to cry. So, I want to use it to

Name it." Motata looked serious.

"Okay." Everyone smiled and said, "I support you."

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