Many reporters seconded and pointed the camera at Zhou Qing again.

"Of course I came in based on my strength."

Zhou Qing said without thinking.

In the face of many cameras, there is no panic at all.

"is it?"

Jiang Bai raised the right corner of his mouth, looked at Zhou Qing with disbelief, and said;

"Then tell me, how did you make it to the finals with your strength?"

"Who is the referee who scored you?"

"He didn't realize that the food you cook is terrible?"

Zhou Qing's face was angry, he pointed at Jiang Bai, and shouted sharply;

"Jiang Bai, I know that I have some small conflicts with you, but this is not the reason for you to announce your private affairs."

"You can insult me, but you can't question my cooking skills!"

"I avenge my private revenge, and I question you?"

"Ha ha……."

Jiang Bai smiled disdainfully, and said bluntly in front of many reporters;

"Zhou Qing, I have sent people to investigate all the chefs who entered the finals."

"All of them have been chefs for decades and have a well-known reputation in the catering industry."

"But you are the only one without any reputation."

"How about that?"

Zhou Qing shouted unconvinced.

"How about that?"

There was a chuckle on Jiang Bai's face, and a smile flashed in his eyes, saying;

"I have investigated you, and you have never learned to be a chef since you were a child."

"A few months ago, he was still working as a waiter in our Jiang's restaurant."

"But in just a few months, you reached the finals of the God of Cookery Competition."

"All of this is unreasonable, don't you think you should give me an explanation?"

"For example, when did you learn to be a chef, and how did you make it to the finals?"

Hit——!

Zhou Qing's heart suddenly tightened.

A sense of solemnity rose in my heart.

He did not expect that Jiang Bai would investigate the background of all the contestants.

This made it difficult for him to explain.

Unless he confessed the existence of God of Cooking recipes.

Otherwise, no matter how he explains it, it may not be convincing.

It is believed that he can become a master chef by himself in just a few months.

"Zhou Qing, please explain!"

Jiang Bai hit the railway while it was hot.

"I…………."

Zhou Qing hesitated to speak, his eyeballs twitched.

Think quickly about countermeasures in your mind.

All reporters were silent.

The camera focused on Zhou Qing, waiting quietly for Zhou Qing to explain.

For them, this is another hot news.

Jiang Bai snapped his fingers and watched Zhou Qing swear;

"OK, I see!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it."

"Paper can't contain fire, I will investigate and find out the truth."

The voice fell.

Jiang Bai looked at the security personnel on the side, and there was no doubt;

"Go and bring over the referee who scored Zhou Qing."

"Yes!"

The security personnel responded, turned and walked outside the arena.

After the security personnel leave.

The atmosphere on the field fell into silence.

Zhou Qing remained silent.

Most of the reporters looked at Zhou Qing with suspicion.

As time passed, Zhou Qing's situation became more and more difficult.

A female reporter seemed to be unable to stand it anymore, stepped forward, looked at Jiang Bai and said;

"Young Master Jiang, since the God of Cookery Contest has already been decided, why do you hold on to this little brother?"

"Everyone has their own privacy. This little brother has been reluctant to speak for a long time. I'm afraid there is something unspeakable."

"You are not as big as an adult, let this little brother go for once."

"Ok?"

Jiang Bai frowned, glanced at Zhou Qing, and then looked at the female reporter.

How could he not know that this is Zhou Qing's protagonist halo activated again.

When encountering difficulties, there will be noble people to help.

Thinking about it this way, the identity of this female reporter is not simple.

Thinking of this, Jiang Bai asked the female reporter;

"I don't know this female reporter, which reporter are you from?"

"My name is Zhou Huanuo, and I'm a reporter from Xinhua Media."

"Zhou Huanuo!"

Jiang Bai's thinking turned over, and Zhou Huanuo's information appeared in his mind.

Zhou Huanuo, the daughter of the big boss of Xinhua Media.

I love fighting against injustice, and I like to report some injustices.

He is even more defiant of power, and has a bit of stubbornness.

In the press, it has the title of reporting where there is injustice.

"Young Master Jiang, what do you think of my proposal?"

Zhou Huanuo asked.

Jiang Shao smiled and shook his head, "Not really."

"Our Jiang family invested a lot of money in holding the God of Cookery Competition, just to select the God of Cookery."

"If someone uses improper means, it will affect the fairness of the game."

"Then what is the use of our Jiang family holding this competition?"

"Hasn't our Jiang family been taken advantage of and ridiculed by the outside world?"

"This…………."

Zhou Huanuo paused for a moment, then said;

"Jiang Shao, you have no evidence to prove that this little brother used improper means."

"In other words, this little brother is innocent now."

"Everything is your own guess. If you do this, aren't you afraid that the outside world will think you are bullying others?"

"clean?"

Jiang Bai smiled disdainfully, looked straight at Zhou Huanuo, and said;

"What do you think is innocence?"

"If you can go from a waiter to a chef in a few months, I apologize to you in public."

"Can you please?"

"I…………."

Zhou Huanuo was at a loss for words, not knowing how to answer.

Becoming a master chef in a few months is simply unrealistic.

To become a chef, you must have superb knife skills and master the heat of each dish.

Beyond that, decades of cooking experience are required.

Not to mention the first two conditions.

Even the last condition is not something Zhou Qing can do at his age.

Unless Zhou Qing started cooking from his mother's belly.

But is that possible?

Totally impossible!

While Zhou Huanuo was thinking.

The security personnel who left before came to the arena with a fat middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes.

The security personnel pointed at the middle-aged man and said respectfully to Jiang Bai;

"Jiang Shao, the referee who scored Zhou Qing is him."

"Ah."

Jiang Bai nodded, looked at the middle-aged man, and asked solemnly;

"I'm asking you, but what score did you give Zhou Qing?"

Facing Jiang Bai's questioning, the middle-aged man did not dare to lie, and kept his word;

"Back...back...back to Young Master Jiang...it's me!"

"Then let me ask you, how did Zhou Qing make it to the final?"

Jiang Bai asked expressionlessly.

"By... relying on strength!"

The middle-aged man said in a trembling tone, with a layer of cold sweat on his forehead.

"is it?"

Jiang Bai's face turned cold, and his eyes became unkind.

"Yes Yes……."

Before the middle-aged man could utter the word "的", he felt a chill down his back.

Looking up, I saw Jiang Bai looking at him with a gloomy expression.

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