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Chapter 893 Curry Sauce That Can't Speak
In a hotpot restaurant.

Zhao Haitang watched the man next to him order a few bottles of cold beer, and then saw Curry Sauce order a few glasses of ice water. He couldn't help but cover his forehead and think, is it really that serious just for a meal?
The story begins with a newly opened hot pot restaurant nearby. When the new store opens, Curry Sauce is definitely the first one to try it, which is not surprising at all.

Curry Sauce also obviously saw Zhang Wei and Wu Yue: "Huh? Lawyer Zhang, Sister Wu Yue? Are you here for a date?"

"It's just dinner, not a date."

Wu Yue casually said, "Do you want to come together?"

"Well, forget it."

Curry Sauce smiled awkwardly, then pointed to a line of words on the menu. Wu Yue understood after reading it.

"The one who can eat the most spicy food gets a free meal?"

Zhang Wei chuckled and said, "How is this the same marketing strategy as the last person to leave for free?"

Wu Yue immediately understood why the curry sauce didn't come to eat with her. The reason was simple. She wanted to eat it for free, so she would definitely put a lot of spicy food in it, but Wu Yue couldn't eat too much spicy food, so she had to eat it separately.

"Okay then~"

Zhang Wei expressed his understanding, as everyone had just given gifts for the 100-day party and were now very poor!
In other words, Wu Yue wanted to eat hotpot and insisted on treating Zhang Wei, so Zhang Wei came out to eat hotpot.

By the time Zhang Wei and Wu Yue had ordered their dishes and prepared the condiments, Curry Sauce had already started eating and was vigorously pouring chili peppers into the soup. Zhao Haitang's eyelids were twitching: "Curry Sauce, are you crazy? It's so spicy."

Curry Sauce turned her head and glared in one direction. Zhao Haitang looked in the direction she was looking and saw a man pouring chili peppers into the soup continuously as if he was fighting with her.

Zhang Wei twitched his lips and asked with a smile: "What's going on? Did I miss something?"

Zhao Haitang explained helplessly, "Just now, Curry Sauce wanted to order a spicy dish to see how spicy it was, but the Hunanese next to her laughed at her and asked if she wanted to get a free meal with such a spicy dish? At the same time, she ordered an extra spicy dish and challenged Curry Sauce, so... it turned out like this."

How could Curry Sauce give in to such a provocation when it comes to eating?

When Zhao Haitang saw the entire bowl of curry sauce was red, he broke out in a cold sweat. If he ate this stuff, he would definitely die on the spot.

It seems that I won’t be able to eat this hot pot today.

The curry sauce competed with the man, threw the thing down to scald it, then picked it up and took two bites and ate it. Even though it was so spicy that his face was twitching, he still swallowed it.

Wait until Zhang Wei and Wu Yue have almost finished eating.

Curry Sauce and the Hunan guy were still fighting. Both of them were covered in sweat. Curry Sauce's long hair was all stuck to his face, not to mention his clothes.

Curry Sauce kept fanning himself with his hands and urged Zhao Haitang to get him some ice water.

"Curry sauce, are you sure you want to eat it like this?"

“I won’t stop until I finish eating.”

The curry sauce was fierce.
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The next day, on the street.

Zhao Haitang caught up with Dali from behind.

"Dali, hey Dali, wait for me! Listen to the beginning of my new poem. One day, Cao Cao picked up a wounded turtledove. He asked: Turtledove, turtledove, what's your name? The turtledove replied: From today on, I am your pet. My name is Montesquieu (Monte's dove)."

Dali came to the door of the milk tea shop where Curry Sauce worked and stopped, helpless and indifferent: "Can you let me go and let me write my paper in peace for a while?"

"a cup of coffee."

Curry Sauce nodded when he heard that and picked up the sugar jar and shook it.

"Same old, no sugar."

Dali sat down, smiled and shook his head.

Zhao Haitang followed along, saying with emotion: "Time flies. This is already the 300th poem I have written."

"The only thing your poem has in common with the Three Hundred Tang Poems is the same numbers."

He attacked Zhao Haitang vigorously and ruthlessly.

Zhao Haitang's eyes lit up, and he said in surprise: "Three Hundred Tang Poems? This is a good name, I must tell everyone right away!"

Curry Sauce then pointed at the bottle again.

"Yes, no milk either."

Dali couldn't help but ask in confusion: "Can't you speak properly?"

Curry Sauce swallowed and said, "Sorry, my voice is hoarse."

This rough voice startled Dali, and he asked in surprise: "Yesterday it was a cool and elegant voice, why did it change to the voice of the great devil Kuba today?"

Curry Sauce made a bitter face and gestured with his hands.

"I know a little bit about sign language, but what is this, a turtle punch?"

Dali had a silly look on his face. Curry Sauce was so anxious that he gestured at Zhao Haitang.

Zhao Haitang explained seriously, "She said that last night a Sichuan hotpot restaurant opened for business and offered a free meal to the person who could eat the spiciest food. She fought with a Hunanese until midnight and finally managed to get a free meal. To celebrate, she went to sing karaoke for two hours."

Curry Sauce nodded and then gestured again.

Dali subconsciously looked at Zhao Haitang again.

Zhao Haitang continued, "I couldn't speak when I woke up this morning. I went to see a doctor, and he said it was because I ate too much spicy food and sang too loudly. According to the doctor's advice, I'm not allowed to speak for the next two days."

Curry nodded.

Dali said in disbelief: "You can understand this?"

"I accompanied her to the hospital, and the doctor asked me to keep an eye on her. How could I not understand that?"

Zhao Haitang was speechless, and Dali suddenly realized it. He thought Zhao Haitang had become smarter.

“Dangdangdang, dangdangdang!”

Seeing Curry Sauce knocking something, Dali suddenly realized, "Is she trying to say that she's recovering fast?"

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"You're overthinking it. She's collecting Foley material."

Zhao Haitang shrugged.

"Foley?"

Dali was startled, then said, "It's in movies and TV shows, where different props are used to simulate various sound effects. Why do you collect this?"

"After returning from the hospital today, she suddenly saw a dubbing competition taking registrations. As long as she won the championship, she could meet a legendary dubbing master!"

After saying that, Zhao Haitang signaled to Curry Sauce, “Curry Sauce, give Dali some hints.”

Curry Sauce immediately picked up two small spoons and knocked on the metal bottle beside him.

"Ding ding ding..."

Dali guessed: "The dubbing master is a Japanese woman named...Two Spoons?"

Zhao Haitang reminded: "The key is the ding-ding-ding sound."

Dali looked confused.

Zhao Haitang smiled and said, "The master's surname is Ding, and it's Teacher Ding Jianhua."

Dali shook his head and asked curiously, "You can't even make a sound, and you're still participating in a dubbing competition?"

"Although she couldn't participate in the dubbing competition, the strong urge to meet Teacher Ding aroused Curry Sauce's desire to win. She took an unconventional approach and signed up for the next-door voice-over competition! That's why she was looking for materials everywhere."

After Zhao Haitang finished speaking, Curry Sauce took out his cell phone from his pocket and handed it to Dali.

Dali took the phone and looked at it. It was a video.

Golden Mallet Foley Competition!
Zhao Haitang explained with a smile: "This is the clip we are going to mime this time. It comes from the favorite game of the national brother Xiang Shang."

"Against the cold water?"

Dali thought of the pillow Qingqing in his mind.

Retracting his thoughts, Dali asked curiously: "There are so many clips from classic movies and TV series, why do you have to use Ni Shui Han?"

"Previous dubbing and foley competitions always used classic clips, just like the exams were divided into categories, and those who were interested could prepare in advance. The clips for this competition were specially made, which allowed everyone to start from the same starting line."

After saying that, Zhao Haitang clicked play and the video finished playing quickly.

Dali raised his eyebrows and said, "It's 'Six States Song Head: Young Man's Chivalry'. It doesn't look difficult. Does it require a lot of sound effects?"

While watching the video, Curry wrote down what he wanted to say in a notebook.

Upon hearing Dali ask this, Curry Sauce quickly handed the notebook to Zhao Haitang.

Zhao Haitang took the notebook and read: "Although it is just a short video, the sounds that need to be simulated include sword drawing, sword dancing, footsteps, candle burning, horse neighing, wind chimes, hidden weapons flying, swords cutting through wine barrels, running water, drinking, swords piercing walls, wind sounds, etc."

Curry Sauce gestured a lot and then clenched his fist.

Seeing Curry Sauce's fist gesture, Dali guessed, "She is cheering herself up!"

Zhao Haitang translated: "What she meant was, which idiot made up these difficult rules? I really want to hit him."

Curry Sauce nodded weakly.

Dali was speechless. You two really have such a tacit understanding.

(End of this chapter)