Chapter two hundred and eighty seventh let our hero fly up
In front of the judges' table, after a full five minutes of intense discussion, the results of the first round of qualifying for this cooking competition, Group H, finally came out.
Chairman Liu took the comprehensive score sheet in his hand and was having final discussions with Dongfang Qing and Chairman Wang. Master Li from Tianyue Hotel stood there in despair, staring blankly at everyone on the judges' bench.
The judges are already prepared to be eliminated.
Yes, can you not be eliminated? The theme of this competition is porridge! As a result, he accidentally overturned the car... Although Master Fatty Li has always believed that someone framed him, he really couldn't think of it.
How did he get framed... After all, the taste of that bowl of porridge was so outrageous! It didn't look like the level of frame-up a human being could achieve at all...
Therefore, Master Li Fatty could only admit that he was unlucky, thinking that he did not wash the rice noodles cleanly, or that the quality of the rice noodles was not good...the taste was so outrageous.
Now, seeing that President Liu had picked up the microphone, Mr. Wang Jingchang from Jiufeng Hotel and his disciples looked at President Liu solemnly, waiting for the result of the competition.
Master Li Fatty at the workbench next to him sighed and stood there as if resigned to his fate. Luo Wen and Zi Ming raised their heads confidently and waited for President Liu to announce that they were the first place, and then they mocked the secret party fiercely.
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Seeing that the results of the competition were about to be announced, Tang Seng and the other two people also quickly dropped their poker cards and looked at Chairman Liu nervously. Qianqian clasped her hands together and kept whispering, "Bless, bless." The eldest lady looked at the judges with a smile.
Dongfang Qing, who was also looking at him with a smile at the table, could not see the slightest trace of nervousness.
Under the nervous gaze of the players, after three seconds, he gently picked up the microphone and put it to his mouth. President Liu looked at the players with a smile and spoke.
"Now I announce that the two hotels shortlisted in Group H of the first round of the 5th Culinary Competition are..." After finishing speaking, President Liu looked at Wang Jingchang of Jiufeng Hotel with a smile.
Old man.
“Jiufeng Hotel from Anhui.”
Mr. Wang breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and the disciples behind him also cheered without any image.
The next second, President Liu kept talking, and then looked at Luo Wen's side of the SIPG Hotel.
"And from Linshi..."
"And the Shanghai SIPG Hotel from Linshi!" Young Master Luo Wen laughed loudly, unable to hold it in any longer, and then stepped forward to face the camera that was already pointed at him.
Standing in front of the camera, Mr. Luo Wen, who was very happy, waved his hands vigorously, with an uncontrollable smile on his face, and said, "Hello everyone in front of the TV, I am Luo Wen, the chef and tour leader of the SIPG Hotel this time.
Ziming. As the leader of this hotel in Shanghai, on behalf of the chefs of our hotel, I would like to express my heartfelt thanks to all the judges of the competition. Without your help, we would not have achieved what we have today. Come on, Ziming, say goodbye.
If you cry, please say hello to the audience."
Robert and Abel quickly pushed Zi Ming, who was hiding behind them with his head down and wiping tears, in front of the camera. As a result, Zi Ming was still a little timid and wanted to run back, but Abel and the others smiled and held him in place.
"Ziming, why are you running? Haven't you always hoped for such a day?"
"Ziming, please stop crying and say hello to the audience. I said you are a champion. What do you look like crying?"
Facing the camera in front of him, with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, Zi Ming was nervous beyond words. He could no longer see the arrogance and middle school he had before. Now he was like a child, looking at the camera in front of him in fear.
But he still squeezed out a smile on his face that was full of tears.
"Hello everyone, I, I am Lu Ziming, the champion of this competition. I, I like cooking very much. I, I am able to achieve what I am today, and it is all the credit of my parents and my ancestors. I
, I will continue to work hard and I will not let you down!"
After saying that, the moved Zi Ming could no longer bear it. He turned around and hugged Uncle Robert beside him and cried loudly, "Uncle Robert, I, I did it. I finally proved myself! Father, if father knew, he would do it for me."
Am I proud?”
Uncle Robert's eyes were red and swollen, and he patted Zi Ming's head with a sigh, "Yes, your father will be proud of you."
"Father, I, I didn't embarrass you, I didn't embarrass you!"
Seeing Zi Ming's expression of sobbing loudly, Master Luo Wen's eyes were slightly red, and he patted his shoulder with emotion and said, "Ziming, stop crying, are you having a happy day? Hurry, give it to you quickly
Young master, I will enjoy it, otherwise I will throw you to feed the blood servants."
Ziming chuckled, then wiped his tears shyly and said, "Master, don't scare me, I know you won't...Master, thank you." Ziming looked at him sincerely.
To Rowan.
Young Master Luo Wen was stunned by him, and then waved his hands in disgust, "Are you disgusting? Thank you, you... hurry up, say a few more words to the audience and friends, and tell everyone well.
Tell me about your experience winning the championship."
"Okay, then I will tell you about my winning experience. In fact, it is nothing. It is mainly about talent. Hard work is something that only waste can do. Besides..."
Seeing that the demon party had begun to sing and dance, celebrating their victory in advance, the judges all looked a little embarrassed. Chairman Liu even held the microphone with a look of embarrassment on his face, "Contestants, please be quiet for a moment. In addition, I also want to
The results of the competition have not been announced, and this is only the first round of the qualifying rounds, and you have not won the championship yet."
Hearing this, Young Master Luo Wen smiled confidently and disdainfully, "It's all obvious, what else can be announced? Alas, you Chinese people are too formalistic," Young Master Luo Wen patted the top leader of the Demon Party.
The hero, Comrade Lu Ziming, stood on his shoulders and laughed again and again, "Okay, okay, I'll give you this face for all the judges today."
After saying that, Master Luo Wen happily looked at the hero Lu Ziming beside him, with an uncontrollable smile, "Ziming, tell me, how will we cooperate with you when the results of the competition are announced later? Don't worry, today you
Boss, you decide!"
In an instant, Zi Ming's eyes shone, and he rubbed his hands in anticipation, "Well, young master, when the results of the game are announced later, can we hug each other fiercely and shout "Oye"
?Then I looked like I was at a loss and kept shouting, "It's impossible, it's impossible." Finally, everyone just threw me up, and you won't catch me until it's over! Master, I think this is very dramatic, and
It’s very beautiful, do you like it?”
Rowan looked at him with a complicated expression, "You are a drama queen...but..."
Master Luo Wen laughed heartily.
"But I'll do as you say! Robert Abel, and Andrea, come here quickly, Ming will win soon, why don't they just throw him into the sky!"
"No problem, Master!"
Seeing the Demon Party's appearance that he was already the champion of the cooking competition, and even had the title of famous chef on his head, Tang Seng and Lao Wei rolled their eyes, but did not taunt them. Because not only did they not taunt
, even the people at Jiufeng Hotel and Tianyue Hotel looked at the demon party going crazy with calm faces, after all...there is really nothing to ridicule.
Little did they know, Zi Ming had just given each of them a plate of bacon and enoki mushroom rolls to try. After eating one bite, both Mr. Wang Jingchang and Master Fatty Li felt a sense of sadness: why should we live with this person for the same life!
In the eyes of everyone present, there is no doubt that the first place in this group is the young man with glasses, and even the champion of this cooking competition is undoubtedly him.
Invincible, that is, invincible, there is not even the slightest possibility of failure!
Just like that, in everyone's very dull eyes, in Ziming's nervous face, and in the expectation that he couldn't hold back his smile at the corner of his mouth, Master Luo Wen, Abel, and the others put their hands on Ziming's.
On the shoulders, just waiting for the moment the results are announced, they are waiting with loud cheers!
Under the slight smile of Miss Yiyi, President Liu, who gently held the microphone, looked at Luo Wen with a smile, and announced the final result of the competition.
"In the first round of qualifying, the two hotels shortlisted in Group H are Jiufeng Hotel from Anhui and Tianlong Hotel from Linshi."
"Oh yeah!!" Master Luo Wen and Abel and the others gave out deafening cheers. The four demon party members hugged each other heavily and celebrated loudly. Zi Ming, who was sandwiched between everyone, even had a look on his face.
Dazed and unable to hold back his laughter, he murmured, "I won? I really won. This, this is impossible, I..."
"Come on, let our hero fly up!"
The excited young master Luo Wen grabbed Zi Ming's shoulders, raised his hands with Abel, and was about to throw Zi Ming into the air. Zi Ming also cooperated and prepared a posture to be thrown into the sky, so that his appearance
There was also a disgusting twist on his face, "Oh, Master, don't be like this, we need to calm down, after all, this is the first game." The desire to resist but welcome is not too disgusting.
But at this moment, Uncle Robert, who was lifting Zi Ming's legs with a smile on his face, suddenly stopped because he felt something strange.
Putting down the hand that was lifting Zi Ming's legs, he listened to Luo Wen and the others still shouting, "Quick, quick, let the hero fly up!" Uncle Robert turned his head and looked at the extremely quiet venue around him strangely. He was also strangely surprised.
Looking at the chefs from Tianyue Hotel and Jiufeng Hotel who were looking at their own side and the Encrypted Party side with confused expressions.
At this moment, the mature and steady Uncle Robert noticed something was wrong. What was wrong? The venue was a little quiet, and it was absolutely quiet! Except for the cheers from his own side, he could hear nothing, and there seemed to be no sound of breathing.
Uncle Robert, who felt the strange atmosphere, couldn't help but frowned.
It shouldn’t be right? Logically speaking, it’s normal for your side to win, right? Why is there always an atmosphere of surprise surrounding you that is unexpected and can even be considered as if the sky is about to collapse?
The most important point is that several people from the secret party are looking at them blankly at this moment, with endless dullness in their eyes. People from Jiufeng and Tianyue are also looking at themselves in confusion as they celebrate.
Uncle Robert looked at the stunned eyes around him suspiciously. At the same time, he seemed to recall. What were the four words the judges said when they made the announcement? Going to Hong Kong? Why didn't it feel good?
Like?
At this time, seeing that his side had gone too far, President Liu repeated it again in embarrassment, "The two hotels shortlisted for this group are Jiufeng Hotel in Anhui and Tianlong Hotel in Linshi. Please give me two
The contestants who won the group came to the judges' table and signed a document to prepare for the next competition."
After hearing this, Young Master Luo Wen, who had not yet reacted, straightened his collar, then walked up with a smile on his face and extremely confident.
Arriving at the judges' table, under the shocked eyes of the judges, Master Luo Wen bowed politely and said, "Where can I sign?"
The judges looked at Master Luo Wen with a smile on his face, not knowing what to say.
Finally, Judge Li kindly reminded me.
"Well, Tianlong Hotel and Jiufeng Hotel were shortlisted..."
Before Master Rowan could react, he still smiled and replied, "Yes, so where should I sign? Besides, my time is precious, and I have to mock a guy named Carl later. I hope the judges can be a little faster."
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Seeing that Luo Wen didn't look like he was just pretending, Judge Li smiled coquettishly.
"Um, what's the name of your hotel?"
"What's the name of our hotel?" Young Master Luo Wen was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile, "It seems to be called something, right? Oh, by the way, it's called SIPG, um, SIPG...wait, it's called SIPG.
Hong Kong? Our hotel is called Shanggang?"
As he talked, Master Luo Wen, who finally reacted, lowered his head silently and whispered to himself with empty eyes, "Shanghai, our hotel is called Shanghai, but this time the finalists are Jiufeng and Tianlong.
That means..."
Under the caring eyes of the judges, Master Luo Wen slowly turned his head and looked coldly at the Good and Evil Chef God Lu Ziming behind him who kept shouting, "It's impossible, I haven't won the championship yet."