Rebirth as a Cooking God

Chapter 918 Punishment

I lost……

Wei Zhong knelt down.

The judges and the hostess didn't look at him anymore. They regarded this famous chef who was so high-spirited two hours ago as a pale invisible paper man.

Qi Qingyan hurriedly picked up the microphone and said to the judges in a trembling voice: Then let the five judges vote!

Duan Hong and Wang Qian, famous chefs from Jingchu.

As well as Wang Gong, the famous chef in Shu, and Mrs. Liu, they all turned to look at Lan Fengxian, who was slowly standing up.

As they said before, judging from their words and deeds, these four people planned to be led by Lan Fengxian.

In other words, whoever Lan Fengxian named was the winner, they voted accordingly.

As for who the winner is, is there any shady story or something...

At this point, not to mention a group of people in the industry, even the ordinary audience who basically followed the cheers felt like a mirror.

Boom!

Lan Fengxian looked steadily at the young man in front of the table, You make me look forward to your future. I have a feeling that you will follow in the footsteps of your predecessors and explore the world... After saying that, he slapped a person on the judging table with his palm. Button device.

The sound effects of voting spread throughout the venue.

At the same time, on the large broadcast screen above, the numbers under Xia Yu's little head flickered, and the values ​​jumped from 0 to 1.

Chef Xia Yuxia, one vote ahead! Qi Qingyan announced in a trembling voice.

Before she finished speaking, there were four overlapping voting sound effects.

The remaining four judges followed Lan Fengxian.

As a result, the number of votes Xia Yu received suddenly jumped from 1 to 5 after being refreshed for a brief second.

5 votes!

Corresponds to 5 judges!

The unanimous vote wins...Chef Xia Yuxia, a crushing victory!

Qi Qingyan clenched the microphone with both hands and shouted, her pink face flushed with excitement.

The whole audience burst into applause.

Lan Fengxian used applause as the background sound effect to give a closing speech for this food festival: I said before that fantasy ingredients and the secret of food are the key words of this food festival.

Now, I have a new keyword comment on Chef Xia Yuxia's crushing victory -

Condescending!

He slowly spit out, This is a crushing achievement in the realm of cooking!

Mystery, fantasy, the combination of the two, a new path that responds to the new era. What's even more valuable is that Chef Xia has held the key to open the door. He can open the door at any time and experience the new world!

Hearing this, the pale Wei Zhong, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled again.

call.

Xia Yu let out a heavy breath, and the last haze accumulated in his heart dissipated at this moment.

The lights fell and the camera was focused on him. Xia Yu raised his right hand high and clenched it into a fist, This is a fist as big as a sandbag... I won, and I also crushed your alternate Pastry King Glory, so, Chef Wei, can you take back your previous comments about Liu Ying and her Lantern Festival snacks?

Wei Zhong raised his head, put his hands on the floor, and clenched his fists tightly.

He said nothing.

Ah!

Seeing this, Xia Yu didn't force it, and turned around to see Mrs. Liu, and then looked at the group of contestants who participated in Liu's selection two hours ago, You can taste Xiaoying's Yuanxiao as you like, and then compare your own creations.

Now, I temporarily nominate Sakura as the winner of this year's selection. Do you have any objections?

Liu Ying covered her mouth in the audience.

Liu Lan and several middle-aged chefs surnamed Liu immediately lowered their heads when Xia Yu spoke like this, not daring to face the glances of the big devil on the stage.

Old Mrs. Liu was not angry, he just looked at the young devil with his fist raised in the air with a smile.

In front of the TV.

I don't know how many people in the industry looked at Wei Zhong who was kneeling not far away, and then looked at the silent Liu clan members, and they all said in unison:

This Summer Demon King is ready!

White Jade Tower.

The whispers of trainees and regular chefs spread throughout the corridors.

The Summer Demon King has won!

Doesn't that mean that Chef Wei Zhongwei will be branded with a bad mark that denies everything?

Many male chefs turned pale.

There were also a few kind-hearted female chefs who couldn't bear to discuss: Chef Wei has been active in the Chinese gourmet industry for so many years, but he was slapped with the bad taste mark and was thrown into hell. I don't think he has contributed to the gourmet world. This is Can’t the capital punishment be reduced by one point?

Yes, the unpalatable mark is equivalent to erasing Chef Wei's career. Since he is already on the road and is about to open the door, reduce his sentence. In this way, there will soon be one more Dragon Chef in the Chinese world. !

Snap.

A door opens in the main hall.

The two pavilion masters, Wei An and Kong Chun, came out of the hall hand in hand. Hearing the voices from all around, Wei An's expression suddenly sank and he shouted: Eating halberds is not child's play!

The rules of the Shoji Halberd are sacred and cannot be profaned!

Remember, eating halberds is war, and the loser must suffer. I hope that the chefs in Baiyulou will be responsible for every halberd duel. Before acting, avoid being impulsive or underestimating the enemy. If you can, please remember to know yourself and the enemy. These four-character mantra!”

It was quiet upstairs and downstairs.

Kong Chun secretly sighed, this is Shiji, regardless of seniority or authority, there is absolutely no way for the loser to escape.

Back to the scene.

The camera zoomed in on a soldering iron slowly pulled out of the cauldron in the live broadcast.

One of the executioners who had been waiting for a long time was holding a hot iron that was constantly chirping and burning the air. The other walked up to Wei Zhong and asked expressionlessly: Wei Zhong, do you want to put this unpalatable seal on it? Behind your back or your front?

The executioner called Wei Zhong by his first name instead of calling him Chef Wei.

Because the unpalatable seal will soon deprive Wei Zhong of his status as chef.

Wei Zhong knelt and buried his head, motionless.

He gripped the carpet tightly with both hands, sweat dripping from his arms.

When there was no response from Wei Zhong, the two executioners looked at each other, then turned to look at Lan Fengxian. When Lan Fengxian nodded slightly, a ferocious look appeared on the face of the strong man holding the iron, and he raised it in the air. The red torture instrument was aimed at the celebrity chef's back vest and pressed down hard!

ah--

smoke.

At the same time, the loudspeaker amplified and played the dull screams of the tortured person.

Duan Hong and Wang Qian, the famous chefs from Jingchu, tilted their heads unbearably.

They felt sad, but more importantly, there was a sense of fear without reason.

Wei Zhong was branded unpalatable and quit the food world, Baiyun Pavilion lost a general, and Huang He had an arm cut off. If the vortex disappears here, that's it. If the vortex continues to expand, where should they go?

Backstage.

On the corridor, Xia Yu looked at Zhu Qing who suddenly appeared and said hello: Yo——

Zhu Qing couldn't help but rushed forward and took the young man into his arms.

You little villain, when did you touch the secret of Longmen? You made me worry about it for so long before eating the halberd. You want to cry with me - Zhu Qing is very strong, or in other words, she has suppressed these days in her heart. All the worries poured out, and Xia Yu was caught off guard and hugged tightly by Zhu Qing, which made people feel happy and depressed at the same time.

After a long time, he helped Xia Yu upright. Seeing his messy hair and suffocated purple expression on his face, Zhu Qing burst into laughter: You are always secretive and show off! You must suffer!

As he said this, he moved his hands extremely gently, using his white palms to wipe the faint layer of sweat on the young man's forehead.

Xia Yu touched his nose, and a faint fragrance lingered.

Is this suffering, or is it welfare... His eyes flickered to the people close at hand.

What did you say?

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