My destiny is to go to work in a world that is collapsing

The preliminaries for the King of Kitchen Competition before the Zhuyue Festival did bring a lively festival atmosphere, but that had little to do with Xin Yan.

Rock music that is not accepted by most people in the secular world, unsightly hairstyles tied up for the convenience of playing, and words and deeds that lack the gentleness and virtuous temperament of girls make girls unpopular in Liyue Port.

The children felt that the elder sister was fierce and did not dare to approach her at all. The adults felt that she had violated the rules and was rude, so they either lectured her or thought she would bring bad luck to their own children and stayed away.

If I go to the qualifiers to join in the fun, it will distract others, so I might as well forget it.

Xin Yan, who did not want to influence others, kept herself independent from the festival atmosphere. While continuing to find remote places to practice music, she also thought about whether she should find an opportunity to set up a stage to play rock music while everyone was happy..

But if it has the opposite effect, makes everyone unhappy, and ruins the joy of the Moon Festival, then it will be your own fault.

Today, Xin Yan planned to go to Tianheng Mountain to practice music as usual, but Renxian made a sudden appointment to meet him at Heyu Tea House, saying that he had important matters to discuss.

What kind of thing could make Mr. Hua Yi spend all his energy looking for himself?

With apprehension, Xin Yan arrived at Heyu Tea House and saw not only Hua Yi but also Ying, Xiang Ling and Beidou laughing and chatting in the private room. Her nervousness did not subside immediately.

"Mr. Huayi, are you looking for me?"

"Sit down and talk, try some snacks from Heyu Teahouse. This is Keqing's industry. Her strict character also applies to the business field. None of the businesses under her name are fake. Even the teahouses prepare delicious snacks."

Greeting Xin Yan with an easy-going tone, seeing her nervousness, Hua Yi quickly stated the purpose straight to the point.

"I'm going to ask you to perform music for the finals of the King of Chefs competition. What do you think?"

"Eh?"

Xin Yan couldn't believe his ears and his eyes widened.

"Does playing music mean playing rock and roll in the finals, in front of a huge crowd of people?"

"That's right. I personally think that your music style can create a warm atmosphere, and the fierceness of the competition and the pyrotechnic cooking process complement your stage performance, so I came up with the idea of ​​using rock music as the opening song of the finals. If you Even if it feels inappropriate, I won’t force it."

"It’s not me who thinks it’s appropriate. Master Huayi, don’t you know? My rock music has always been considered noise in the eyes of most people. If I came out to play on the day of the King of Kitchen Competition finals, everyone would probably frown."

Having never been immersed in the joy of a performance opportunity that she had never dared to dream about before, Xin Yan maintained her rationality.

"Such an arrangement……"

"If it is publicly stated that I made the arrangement, the people will not be too resistant, at least, they will not accuse you publicly. I have listened to your music, and after careful consideration, I came up with the current proposal. The competition can become more enthusiastic because of the opening song, and the people can also have a different view of your music. There are many benefits. As for the few drawbacks, it is whether you can muster the courage to play your own music in such a big scene."

Hua Yi decided to give Xin Yan a harmless opportunity within his ability.

Strictly speaking, chef cooking has nothing to do with Daya. Putting aside the influence of other factors and considering personal wishes alone, those well-known musicians in Liyue , would not be willing to play a mountain-flowing music for the King of Kitchen Competition.

Yale itself is not in line with the style of this kind of competition.

On the contrary, Xin Yan’s music style is very suitable

"Lord Huayi……"

Little did the musical girl know about Renxian's considerations? How did she know that in the collapsed world he lived in, countless experiences had already shown that lively competitions go hand in hand with passionate music.

Xin Yan only felt that Hua Yi was taking risks with his own prestige and tried to give him a chance against all objections.

This is the gift of acquaintance. The girl who has been looked down upon countless times but persevered all the way feels like crying when faced with the kindness that warms her heart.

She murmured for a long time and was speechless.

"It seems that you are not resisting or timid? Then we have agreed that within five minutes before the start of the King of Kitchen Competition, you will play a lively song to stir up the atmosphere. For specific matters, you can communicate in detail with Baixiao who is in charge of the competition. If you encounter any problems, please contact me directly."

"……Um!"

"Relax and don’t rush to prepare. Next, I will talk about the legend of the Kitchen God related to the origin of the Zhuyue Festival. Maybe you can get musical inspiration from it."

Hua Yi hugged Paimeng who was shrinking in his arms, then rubbed the head of Xiang Ling's friend Guo Ba, and began to talk about the history dating back thousands of years, during the Demon God War. The dangers and tests faced by a land , often beyond imagination.

Severe droughts, floods, heavy rains, hurricanes, earthquakes, tsunamis, wildfires, diseases...

On the land of Liyue, disasters have never completely disappeared. Trouble that did not appear in the past will also arise in the future. Ordinary people The mortal body is most affected by various bad factors.

In that era, there were many gods, and every part of the earth might become a battlefield for gods. It was a miracle that weak humans could survive.

Born from the collision of stones. Marcusius, the demon god of stoves who produced Mars, is one of the gods who maintains this miracle.

He accompanied people across the barren plains to the port, built houses and lit stove fires, and it was he who lit Liyue with his own hands. The first night light made the fragrance of food float into thousands of households.

It cherished people's livelihood, transformed into a clone and sneaked into thousands of households to help light fires, cook meals, and help people reunite.

Not many people in Liyue today remember the Kitchen God, but In ancient times, the Kitchen God was the God closest to humans.

"Liyue's inheritance has not been cut off. Why is such a demon who loves humans forgotten by people?"

Probably because as a chef related to stoves, Xiangling was quite touched when listening to the Stove God's story, and looked dazed.

Did something bad happen?

"Because as early as thousands of years ago, the Kitchen God poured all his power into the earth to quell various disasters. In order to realize the prosperous and peaceful world, which is a vision that everyone can describe, the sacrifices required are far beyond imagination. Even the devil must pay the price with all his power."

Hua Yi was talking, teasing Guo Ba and feeding it.

If he hadn't been listening carefully to the real stories of the past, Paimon would probably feel that he had fallen out of favor now, and he would puff up his face in protest.