Seven Sisters Falling from Heaven

Chapter 297 Second Sister, You Don't Believe I Will Win
"Weiwei Tanaka, don't worry."

"My luck is much better than that of a defeated player."

Zhao Qinger said with a smile on his face.

Of course, Zhao Qing'er could clearly feel the murderous intent in Tian Zhong Weiwei's eyes.

Zhao Qing'er, as the king of assassins Shura, naturally would not care about this kind of killing intent.

Lin Fan put his mouth close to Zhao Qing'er's ear and whispered.

"Second sister, let's find a chance to get rid of Weiwei Tanaka."

In Lin Fan's heart, since Tian Zhong Weiwei had already murdered Zhao Qing'er, how could such a person let him live to see the sun of tomorrow.

"Well, I know how to do it. However, I wonder if you can win that Shanben Shuiling?" Zhao Qing'er nodded heavily and replied.

In Zhao Qing'er's mind, it would not be a big problem if Lin Fan's culinary skills were to defeat Shan Ben Shuiling.

However, God of Cookery No. [-] has not yet made a rating, and everything still needs time to prove.

“San Ben’s Egg Fried Rice scored [-] points.”

"The reason for scoring has reached the perfect level, which can whet my appetite."

God of Cookery No. [-] quickly rated Shanmoto Shuiling's fried rice with eggs.

With the God of Cookery No. [-] giving a full score, there was a series of thunderous applause from everyone present.

"My dear, you actually got a perfect score. You're awesome. I really want to eat that egg fried rice."

"Who doesn't want to eat, but how can we afford it with our worth?"

"Don't think about it, even if we smell it, it's already a very good thing."

"Shuiling Yamamoto's score has already reached [-] points, it seems that Lin Fan is destined to be eliminated."

"Who said it wasn't? That Lin Fan is really handsome. How could such a handsome man lose?"

Hearing everyone's discussion, Tao Wanwan's expression became ugly again.

Shan Ben Shuiling was invited by Guan Gu Miracle.

And Shan Ben Shuiling's egg fried rice scored [-] points, doesn't that mean that her cooking skills are superior to Zhao Qinger's.

Although it is only a one-point difference, it is an insurmountable gap.

"Xiao Fan, don't worry, I will definitely defeat her for you."

Zhao Qing'er said to Lin Fan via voice transmission, her face was full of confidence.

Hearing Zhao Qing'er's words, Lin Fan smiled wryly, raised his eyebrows and said.

"Second sister, it's your fault, but I haven't lost yet?"

"How can you think of me like that?"

As soon as Lin Fan's words came out, Zhao Qing'er couldn't help but frowned.

In Zhao Qing'er's mind, God of Cookery No. [-] has already given Yamamoto Shuiling a [-]-point score.

Under such circumstances, how could Lin Fan have a chance of winning?

"I now announce that the people who passed the third round of assessment are Zhao Qing'er and Shan Ben Shuiling."

The host announced loudly that in his mind, it would be a waste of time if God of Cookery No. [-] were to taste Lin Fan's fried rice with eggs.

Following the host's announcement, many people's eyes fell on Zhao Qing'er and Shan Ben Shuiling.

In their hearts, they can see two beauties competing on the same stage, which is definitely a beautiful and delicious existence.

Just as everyone was looking forward to it, a domineering voice sounded.

"Wait a minute, my egg fried rice has not been tasted by God of Cookery No. [-], how can you judge me to lose?"

It was none other than Lin Fan who spoke.

The moment Lin Fan said this, many people laughed.

"Haha...hahaha..."

"Is this Lin Fan a joke? Yamamoto Shui Ling's score is perfect. If the God of Cookery No. [-] eats his egg fried rice, what's the point?"

"No, he's wasting our time, hey, it's shameless."

"Who says no, if you don't eat his fried rice with eggs, that's to take care of him. He doesn't know what to do."

Hearing everyone's discussion, Lin Fan still had a calm expression on his face.

The egg fried rice made by Yamamoto Shuiling is indeed a delicious treat, but his egg fried rice is even better.

"Lin Fan, do you think it is necessary to rate your egg fried rice?"

The host's eyes fell on Lin Fan, and he asked every word.

Lin Fan raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile on his face.

"Of course, isn't the God of Cookery competition pursuing fairness, justice, and openness?"

"It would be unfair not to rate my egg fried rice."

As soon as Lin Fan said this, the eyes of many melon eaters present fell on him.

As a member of the melon-eating crowd, Gongyang Yilai couldn't help scolding: "My dear, this Lin Fan is really shameless."

"Knowing that he will lose, why should he force it?"

He Junyue, who was beside Gongyang Yilai, nodded subconsciously, thinking silently in her heart.

As expected of the former school grass of the university town, such courage is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary people.

How good would it be if Ram Yilai had half his guts?

"Since you are so persistent, then waste some time."

The host said with a slight smile.

Although the result was already doomed, but Lin Fan was so persistent, he naturally couldn't talk about it.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, God of Cookery No. [-] slowly stuffed the egg fried rice made by Lin Fan into his mouth.

For this scene, everyone present looked uninterested.

Because in their minds, even if Lin Fan's fried rice with eggs is the best, and God of Cookery No. [-] really scored [-] points, it would only be a tie with Yamamoto Shuiling.

If it is a tie, then according to the order of scoring, Yamamoto Shuiring can still advance.

As for Lin Fan, he would be ruthlessly eliminated.

"Old Ming, do you think that Lin Fan still has a chance to win?"

The mysterious woman raised her head and asked Ming Lao.

Old Ming shook his head lightly, then said with a long sigh.

"There is no chance, God of Cookery No. [-] already has the ability to think independently."

"Since the egg fried rice of Yamamoto Shuiling can be rated as full marks, it is naturally beyond imagination."

The mysterious woman nodded emphatically. She didn't say anything more, but seemed to be waiting for something.

After a while, the mysterious woman spoke slowly.

"Old Ming, wait for the God of Cookery Competition, I want to get in touch with Lin Fan, you arrange this matter."

As soon as the mysterious woman's words came out, Mr. Ming couldn't help but stand there in a daze, with disbelief written all over his face.

After a brief absence, Elder Ming spoke slowly.

"Miss, you are a man of gold, such a little cook, what qualifications does he have to meet you?"

"If you meet him, it will only be a lowering of your status. If you have anything to do, please tell me to do it."

(End of this chapter)