I am in love with the planet

The second round of the Big Eater Competition - who eats more!

It is different from the first game of eating faster, because the speed is not pursued, so the rhythm and skill of eating are very important.

Tyson stood up from the player's seat carrying Xiao Wow, and he drank the stomach-strengthening and eliminating-eating soup made by Kara in one gulp.

Opposite him, the leading young man who had been provocative also stood up.

The masseur behind him stopped stimulating the acupoints, the pharmacist on the left also prepared the last small pill for the competition, and the psychological counselor on the right calmed down his pre-match emotions gently—

"Come on! Take it easy! You can do it!"

Of course I know I can!

The young man glanced at Tyson proudly, grabbed the pills, threw back the towel on his shoulders, and strode towards the arena.

——I have money, people, and a well-designed game plan. What do you use to fight me? !

Tyson smiled tolerantly, and stabilized Xiaowa on his shoulders.

——But I have a boss.

The table in the arena was changed, and Xiaowa looked at the black basalt stone table, with subtle disappointment in his eyes.

——It’s not tasty, and you lose your appetite when you look at it.

The referee, who had been looking at him calmly, let out a sigh of relief.

- Great, looks like they don't have to buy a new table.

The young man who was walking next to him paused, and while no one was paying attention, he turned around and told his masseuse, "Send someone to find that granite table just now."

"Have you found anything, Master Taino?"

"Tyson must have had an improper deal with the referee of this game. Otherwise, how could he and that brat pass the preliminary round? They gnawed a hole in the table in the first game. What does this mean? It means that they passed it secretly Exam questions! Eating rocks must be the topic of the third game!"

The masseuse suddenly realized: "Master is wise!"

Tylenol: "As long as you know...well, hurry up and knock down a few pieces of that table for me, let the pharmacist prepare some suitable stomach medicine, and I will practice the taste after the second game is over."

"Yes!"

The masseur stopped flattering and took out a hammer with the length of an arm from the toolbox beside him. After thinking about it, he felt that it was not enough, so he took out a hammer with the size of a human head again.

Then he looked around and fixed his eyes on the long granite table that was temporarily stored by the referee on the sidelines.

——Hey hey hey.

The masseur quietly walked out of the contestant's seat and walked around in a circle, avoiding the attention of others.

He bent over and shrunk his neck, and moved forward at a turtle's speed. Using the cover of obstacles, he went through ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties, and finally found an opening, and slipped under the table.

Hey hey hey.

The masseur excitedly swung the sledgehammer in his hand——

With such perfect preparations, our Master Tai Nuo will definitely not lose!

Ms. Taima, who was sitting behind the rostrum and overseeing the whole game, suddenly sneezed and felt a bit cold on the back of her head.

She looked back—

Ah Choo, I always feel a bad premonition.

……

Ms. Taima didn't realize that her beloved table was being watched, so she checked briefly for a second before turning her attention back to the game.

The second match is in full swing.

The spectators around were blowing whistles and pulling banners, cheering for the players they liked, while the players in the field were blushing, with bulging veins, grabbing the hamburgers on the table and stuffing them into their mouths.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the burgers on the table went to the first floor.

"Fifty, 51, 52..."

The referee focused his attention on counting the players he liked. Seeing that the hamburgers on the table were almost exhausted, he waved his hand, and a small trailer brought another truck of freshly baked Big Macs. There was a "crash" Pour on the table.

In such a tense and serious atmosphere, only one group of players had a different style of painting.

Tyson with Wow on his shoulders.

He grabs a Big Mac—

"Wow——" With a sound, Xiaowa opened his mouth wide.

Tyson pushed the burger in and raised a new one with his other hand.

"Wow-"

"Wow-"

"Wow-"

One after another, one after another, compared with the hard-working and grim-looking contestants around them, they seemed to be in another small world that had been quiet for years.

At the beginning, Ms. Taima paid attention to the situation of other players. After noticing Tyson's efficiency, she took off her glasses, wiped them, and then put them on.

In front of me is still a piece of quiet time and spring flowers blooming.

Ms. Taima turned her head and asked the referee: "Are you sure he brought a baby to the competition?"

"Yeah..." The referee was puzzled.

"Not an automatic hamburger machine?"

referee:"……"

What can I do, I am also very desperate!

After feeding Wow a hundred and five burgers, Tyson put the automatic burger machine on the table under the watchful eyes of the judges.

"Boss, eat and play by yourself."

He himself took a deep breath, grabbed the hamburger on the table, and took the first bite.

Ms. Taima glanced at Tyson and nodded with satisfaction: "This is a bit of a look, what does it look like relying on an automatic hamburger machine!"

……

"One hundred and three, one hundred and four, one hundred and five..."

Kara put her hands together in front of her chest, counting for Tyson nervously.

At this moment, there were less than a handful of players remaining on the field. Half of the losers sitting on the player bench were downcast, hiccupping and deciding to come back next year, and the other half... had already been taken away by the ambulance.

Both Tyson and Tyno are among those remaining.

Tylenol adjusted his breathing, according to the skills learned in the "Super Eating Big Appetizer Training Center", relax...force...relax...force...

——No, the food in my stomach is too full and it is about to overflow.

He raised his head and glanced at Tyson opposite him, took a deep breath, desperately tore open another hamburger, and stuffed it into his mouth.

……

"Tyno: One hundred and seven."

With the referee's announcement, Tylenol grabbed a handful of small digestive pills and stuffed them into his mouth.

——Break, break the record!

While rubbing his stomach in pain, he looked at Tyson proudly.

What are you fighting against me with!

Tyson wiped his mouth unhurriedly, and picked up the little wow boss under his fiery gaze.

"Wow."

The boss swallowed the last Big Mac under the terrified eyes of the referee.

Alas, there is really nothing to eat, and I have a loss of appetite, so I can barely make up for it.

"No, no comparison?"

"Wow." Xiaowa nodded.

The referee was relieved, afraid that he would go back on his word, and quickly raised his hand to the organizing committee——

"Contestant Xiaowa: 310 five burgers!"

"what?!"

There was a sudden buzz in the arena and audience seats.The people who have been watching the game are okay. After all, they saw it with their own eyes. They found that Xiao Wow did have this strength. People like Tai Nuo who concentrated on eating burgers and didn't feel threatened by other players at all were hit hard, and their expressions cracked.

"how is this possible!"

How confident he was in himself before, how unbelievable he is now.

"You, you, you!" His trembling fingers reached under the referee's eyes: "It's twice as big as mine! Are you guys colluding again? Isn't cheating enough once? Cheating again in the second round , Is there any fairness and justice in this world?!"

Although the referee was very moved by his yearning for justice, he still reached for the red card in his trouser pocket.

"Questioning the referee, the second time, two yellows turned into one red..."

"Wait, wait!" Tai Nuo reacted.

He gritted his teeth—

No, I can't be eliminated in the second round!

After all, I already know the title of the third game, and everyone is on the same starting line again. There is no reason why a diligent and hard-working rich person like me can't win!

then--

A man can bend and stretch.

Tai Nuo changed his face in a second, from an angry expression to a passionate smile, revealing eight snow-white teeth.

He calmly patted the ashes on the referee's shoulder, and pressed his arm back into his pocket forcefully, so that the red card with a small corner could no longer be drawn out.

"Just kidding," Taino said, "how would you like to stage a play on the realistic theme of 'race cheating' and join this year's postgame celebration?"

"I don't think so." The referee shook his hand.

"Then why don't you think about it seriously?" Tai Nuo pressed his hand back hard.

"I've already considered it." The referee drew again.

"Think twice before acting." Tai Nuo pressed again.

"I've already thought about it thirteen times." The referee pumped hard.

"Must it be like this?" Tai Nuo exerted all his strength.

"One...definite..." The referee blushed and suddenly hit a step under his feet.

He stopped subconsciously, but Taino's strength was all concentrated in his hands, and he didn't have time to notice.

then--

He tripped with a "slap", knocked his knee on the ground with a "bang", and then rolled down the steps with a "gululu".

Like a big clumsy ball.

"Hiss—" the referee gasped.

It looks really painful.

"Forget it." He sighed silently, and put the red card back in his hand.

You are already on your knees, what else can I do?

——I can only choose to forgive you!