The second part of the event had started. This time, everyone had to recreate the noodle dish of their classmates.
Lu Xinyi cupped her chin, deep in her thoughts. Meng Jiao presented a Cold Sichuan Noodles before. Unlike her Handmade Beef Noodle Soup, Cold Sichuan Noodles was easier to make. It was no wonder Meng Jiao chose this dish to present during the entrance exams. Not only it wasn't complicated and time-consuming to make, unlike her Handmade Beef Noodles.
Meng Jiao wasn't one who would like to take a risk. Her personality wouldn't allow her to be at a disadvantage. Taking a glance at Meng Jiao's direction, Lu Xinyi found the other woman struggling to make noodles from scratch.
'Meng Jiao, since you like it so badly to compete with me, let's see if you can do better with my dishes. You like whatever I have? Who said it's easy to be me?' she thought.
