I used a pot of flowers to blow up the entire galaxy

At this moment, the stars shine.

At this moment, cheers boiled over.

Looking at the extremely enthusiastic audience from bottom to top, looking at the flying live broadcasters densely packed in the air, like bright stars... For a moment, not to mention the five new arrivals, they were the special group watching the live broadcast through the system Everyone was also shocked.

"I'll go...this scene is so awesome!"

"How many people need to sit here?"

"It's so hot!"

Only Lao Wu, leaning on the corner of the sofa, smacked his lips and said: "Look at this, you old men must not have high blood pressure..."

Everyone turned their heads instantly: (￢_￢)

Old Wu raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong? I'm serious! If this happens all at once..."

Leader: "Xiao Zhang, the rain has been a bit heavy recently. Is the grass in our yard growing again? Let me trim it when you have time..."

Lao Wu: (￣□￣；)

"I'm not the leader, I'm telling the truth! It's so easy to get excited in such a big scene..."

Leader: "Xiao Zhang, I think we can arrange it now!"

Xiao Zhang: "Okay, leader."

Lao Wu: "I was wrong..."

Leader: "Haha."

Lao Wu: ＿|￣|○

Fortunately, Lao Wu's prediction did not come true.

Although the faces of several old gentlemen turned red with excitement, they still withstood it.

At this time, the host stepped forward excitedly and began to introduce.

It's a pity that this handsome and mixed-race host doesn't speak Chinese well.

It's at the stage where Chinese people can't understand it, and interstellar people can't understand it.

So the five old men were confused on the spot.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Mr. Wang slapped his forehead and hurriedly took out the mini simultaneous translator that Su Tian bought from the system mall before departure.

OK!

The mic is connected.

"Hello everyone, I am Wang Weidong from China, national special chef, state banquet chef, and inheritor of the national Shandong cuisine intangible cultural heritage. Nice to meet you!"

"Hello everyone, I am Qin Baoguo from China, a national special chef, one of the top ten famous chefs in the country, and the heir to the intangible cultural heritage of Cantonese cuisine..."

Now is not the time for modesty.

Therefore, several old men who usually don't like to show off their talents, at this moment, they did not hesitate to show their glorious honors in the past to let the stars present present see them.

Sure enough, with the simultaneous transmission of sound from the translator, cheers came from the scene again.

[Wow, that’s amazing! 】

[Special chef...special grade means 3S, right? 】

[Chef for state banquets, intangible cultural heritage...it’s amazing as soon as I hear it! So, what does it mean? 】

[What does it mean +1]

【Ask! Fuck! What is this thing on the stage? Don’t you know how to speak? 】

[You can’t speak Chinese well, how dare you go on stage? 】

【Ah ah ah, shame on you! What a shame! Let him go! 】

[What I said is better than him!ヽ(#`Д′)?┌┛〃Empire official website, come out and say something! 】

After a brief exclamation, in the blink of an eye, the host on the stage was sprayed into a dead dog.

But soon, everyone's attention began to shift quickly...

[In other words, if you look at it this way, the Chinese people seem to be no different from us! 】

【Big difference! Haven't you seen what some old gentlemen are wearing? Will shine! 】

[Haha, I’ve seen it a long time ago! It's that kind of particularly soft light. 】

[And the pattern on it...ahhh, it's so beautiful! Live broadcast, hurry up, zoom in! Let’s take a closer look! 】

[I really want to touch it...]

[Touch +1]

[By the way, will these old gentlemen know how to cook soon...]

【Cook! Cook! Cook! 】

All of a sudden, there were all kinds of cheers and comments. Even the big guys in the VIP area had their eyes widened. Then they held various high-tech gadgets, snooping openly, and tried their best to harm the empire. I am building a relationship here, thinking that after the competition is over, I can see if I can meet the distinguished guests from China in private and up close.

The atmosphere in the center of the exhibition hall became increasingly lively.

However, this time it is a food competition after all.

So after their respective introductions, several old gentlemen were immediately invited to the exclusive referee's seat, and the finals of the food competition officially began.

Originally, several old gentlemen were still thinking that this was a rare time and they had to study hard.

As a result, they soon discovered...

"Huh? Why does this process look familiar to me?"

"What does it look familiar? Isn't this an abridged version of the domestic competition?"

"An abridged version? This is almost gone..."

"It's a little tricky to make a dish..."

Several old gentlemen murmured in a low voice, then looked at each other, and then Mr. Wang whispered:

"Maybe there are some special rules... take a look first and then talk about it."

Well, that makes sense.

At that moment, several old gentlemen immediately sat upright and looked at the stage with serious faces.

At this time, Su Tian, ​​who was looking at the live broadcast screen, couldn't help but blinked.

Then he whispered to Mo Jun next to him:

"Do you have any special rules there?"

Mo Jun looked calm and said: "No."

"Then how can it be so easy? Just make one dish and be done with it? This... is difficult to judge, right?"

"..."

Mo Jun was silent.

After a long while, he suddenly said in a voice that only two people could hear: "You are thinking too much."

Su Tian: [?_??]

"In our area, there are more people who can operate mechas than can cook. There are only a few on the planet that can cook something edible. So, one dish is enough."

As he said that, Mo Jun couldn't help but look at the live broadcast screen and sighed in his heart:

I hope I can hold it back for a while and not spit it out.

……

The food competition continues.

While Su Tian and Mo Jun were whispering, several contestants who had made it to the finals were finally welcomed onto the stage.

At this time, Su Tian finally saw the racial differences among interstellar people.

Except for the familiar little girl named No. 58, the other people are quite unique.

There is a tall and muscular man with red skin; there is a thin old lady with green hair; there is a middle-aged man who is slightly fatter and has rabbit ears on his head; there is also a snow-skinned man with long hair and a delicate appearance. A handsome guy who makes people ignore his gender.

So at that moment, Shen Shuyang, who was still pretending to be good, grabbed Su Tian's arm and shook it violently:

"Hey, sweet, look, handsome guy! I'm going! He's so handsome..."

Ji Mingzhou next to him heard this and raised his hand to push up his glasses.

At this moment, Su Tian looked at the live broadcast light screen, looked at it carefully for a while, and said:

"Well, it's quite beautiful..."

As a result, the next second, Mo Jun suddenly said:

"nice?"

Su Tian was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."

Mo Jun had a sullen face and said nothing.

Su Tian glanced at him: "What's wrong?"

"fine."

After finishing speaking, Mo Jun pursed his thin lips slightly, and after a while, he suddenly whispered: "He is a woman."

"……what?"