Chapter 806: : The beginning of the devil (middle)
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Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God
- Qian Hui Zhuan
- 1600 characters
- 2021-04-11 11:49:47
Three days later, the second round of hunting will be conducted as usual.
Not long after getting up in the morning, Xia Yu received a notification message sent by the official of the event, which is still the Group A venue and the opening game of this round.
In the past few days after returning home, Xia Yu learned more or less from the Internet about the situation of this session.
After the brutal elimination of one in the first round, the number of young girls standing in the second round can be more than 3,000.
This data is actually terrifying. You know, among these young teenagers, many people have already broken through to the super class and have stabilized the realm to be in line with the older generation. If we use the analogy of Dongying, the number of young special chefs is equal to the number of people in Dongying, not to mention the young and middle-aged and middle-aged and older generations.
Hey, what about the old monster?
If you think about it, it should be that the vast Chinese land that has never been cut off in terms of time and space is far larger than the small islands, and the number of people is terrible.
For example, the number of applicants for the college entrance examination in the Chinese community last year was nearly ten million. Not talking about majors, only talking about the proportion of outstanding talents. Three thousand divided by ten million. The probability of being 0.00003 is out of Longfeng. Well, the data is not exaggerated?
Take a car to the meeting area early.
It is worth mentioning that this time Zhao Qi and Xia Yu came in a car, and Zhu Qing went shopping with her girlfriend Zhao Tong.
In the car, Zhao Qi looked at the teenager who was leaning back in his seat and was very envious. "The strong cooking skills are the bottom of the foot. There is no other reason. It really makes people jealous..."
In the past three days, a lot of interesting public opinion battles have occurred in China. Zhao Qi sees Xia Yu calm, and speculates that he hasn't paid attention to it out of ten.
The public opinion storm is not difficult to understand, and it is precisely around Xia Yu, the "returned sea king".
On the stage of international competitions abroad, Xia Yu showed amazing performances. The Chinese people should be excited. Although he is a contestant of the Dongying Yuanyue team, is it not his own in terms of nationality?
However, when it comes to large-scale domestic competitions, what do the people prefer?
There is no doubt about the result.
Over the past few years, there have been countless fans of the "China Five Shows" circle. Even though Xia Yu has risen like a comet in the past six months, but the speed is too fast and dazzling, many people have not recovered. The fan group behind them is not an opponent of the Five Shows.
So, it is not so much a battle of public opinion, it is better to say that the Wuxiu support group is crusting against this network of young celebrity chefs returning home.
Zhao Qi said that Xia Yu's response was strange, and the blame was here.
Really a stone man, don't heed the outside voice?
He could not help but slander.
"However, in the international stage like the Sapporo event, to withstand the strong pressure to win the championship, the heart must be strong, why should I worry about others blindly." Zhao Qi pouted.
The car arrived at its destination.
The two got out of the car and came out of the underground garage.
"Wow!" As soon as he saw the crowd of people on the street outside, Zhao Qi was speechless, "This traffic is not scientific!"
"Really?" Xia Yumu showed a trace of doubt.
Zhao Qi beat his forehead, "Yes, you don't know anything!"
"You quickly recall the first round of sea elections. At that time, there was such a grand occasion near the A conference hall!" Zhao Qi anxiously stepped forward to catch Xia Yu's shoulder and shook it for a while.
Xia Yu frowned, "Well, I don't remember much."
Immediately, he looked at Zhao Qi with a smile, "What the do you want to say?"
"You are really unconscious..."
Zhao Qi covered his face and was unable to spit. "What do you think of this grand scene? For what? Quickly think about who is the culprit and who is the victim!"
Before the start of the second round of opener.
The waiting area of conference hall A.
"Boom!"
The third judge knocked on the lounge door and then pushed the door.
Indoors, two other judges who randomly selected this sea election sat in front of the dressing table, and their meters and clothing were neatly arranged and put on the stage.
"Sorry, I'm late..."
The third female judge who just arrived saw her colleagues quickly bent over and apologized.
Her young age, round goose egg face, a light-colored professional dress to cover the petite body, not to mention the young baby face, the shirt and jacket are full of lines, and the feminine characteristics of the material are very impressive. The first impression she saw was that her chest was big enough, and she didn't match her face or height.
Unfortunately, this female judge named Mu Xiaoyue was hand-picked by the official officials of the event. She is one of the few well-known celebrity foodies in China in recent years, the founder of "Classic Witness" gourmet self-media channel, and food star Xu Liuyue are both young and among domestic practitioners.
"No need to see you."
A female judge with short, short hair and cool temperament waved her hand.
"Ah, it's Teacher Fan!"
Mu Xiaoyue listened to this neutralized voice, looked up, and immediately shouted in surprise, "I didn't expect me to have a chance to sit with you as a judge!"
This female judge with a neutral appearance and a neutral voice is the host of this sea election.
She is different from Mu Xiaoyue, who was born in the famous Hunan department, and is now the star of the China Yunmengze Chef Association.
At the same time, the big jury with Fan Jiaoru's name, who wanted to make people talk, is also one of the few well-known spice masters in the Chinese world.
As we all know, Hunan cuisine has a long history and a very unique flavor. It is very special about "seasoning". In summer, it is necessary to cook light and fragrant food. In winter, it is hot and thick, focusing on fresh, sour, soft and tender...
Therefore, it is not difficult to understand the spice masters in this cuisine.
As for the third place judge, it happened that it was also a female, but she was a bit older, from Jinling, Jiangnan, named Yuan Lanzhi, a gentle woman of a water town, she sat there and looked at Mu Xiaoyue and Fan softly. Talk softly.
"Yeah, I didn't expect that I would be able to win this contest and act as a judge. Hahahahaha, this chance of winning is quite high..."
The short-haired female judge gave a prideful laugh.
"Watching TV and watching live broadcast, I think he is powerful, but I just feel that it is always too fake across the screen."
"This time I have a chance to try his food. Ha, I can finally figure out how much he weighs!" The female judge continued to say aloud, the image of a relaxed female man, and her name Fan Jiaorou was not at all related.
"Uh!"
Mu Xiaoyue's smile stiffened, "Mr. Fan, shouldn't he be his black powder?"
"Black powder? Not to mention."
The female man judge blinked, "I'm just a passer-by who waits and sees. If he can conquer me today, maybe I will watch the stock market soar and invest in him."
There are words in it.
The battle between "China Five Shows" and Xia Yu has been filled with smoke from the moment Xia Yu got on the plane and returned home. Only the winner can laugh to the end.
After hearing this, Mu Xiaoyue tightened his face and agreed with the authenticity: "These waves of public opinion are getting bigger and bigger these days, and almost spread to the entire Chinese world. For example, Teacher Fan, you have a majority of neutral attitudes. I think many people will watch it on the spot today."
"Ha, look forward to it!"
Stretching out, the female judge stood up, "Time is up, we are on the stage--"
The third judge Yuan Lanzhi also stood up and tucked the phone into the bag. Before the lock screen of the phone went black, a text message that had just been received occupied the screen:
"Mom, you have to take care of my idol on stage!"
Yuan Lanzhi's daughter Yuan Yun sent a text message to beg.
At this time, the conference hall was crowded with people and people~EbookFREE.me~Small group of Zhao's winery. They arrived here early, at least occupying the front row.
Yuan Yun, a young girl chef born in Jinling, was blushing and her hands clenched.
Settling in the same place as the idol, this was a surprise gift package that Yuan Yun had never expected when he decided to participate in this year's hunting. In recent days, Yuan Yun did not try to approach Xia Yu's yard, but Tang Yuqiong, Wu Yingying and other famous princes went to the gate once, and Xia Yu gave a thank-you order and refused to see any visitors.
"So many people today..."
Someone on the team was shocked.
"Look over the tent!"
Someone raised his finger, and Yuan Yun followed him, immediately opening his mouth slightly, and couldn't help but lose his voice: "God!"
The guests over there watched the seats, and there were two long respected Dragon Venerables who stepped forward and sat down.
They are the two great respecters of Baiyulou!