Chapter 983 Blind student, you discovered Huadian...
Chapter 983 Blind student, you discovered Huadian...
The results of the preliminary competition of the God of Cookery Cup will come out soon.
50 people were directly eliminated on the spot, even many of them were king-level spiritual chefs.
They may want to keep their hole cards in the first round, or someone made a mistake on the spot, resulting in a decline in the quality of the dishes.
But no matter what, there is no chance to do it again.
Zhang Dali obtained the qualification for promotion with an absolute advantage, and his total score even reached the top ten.
And among the top ten contestants, all of them are veteran king-level spiritual chefs,
A recent graduate of his seemed rather out of the blue.
For a while, Zhang Dali became famous, coupled with the voice of the navy before the start of the game, people couldn't help but doubt:
This guy may really be a dark horse, and he is expected to win the God of Cookery Cup...
……
"Dali, yes!"
Chen Shu and Zhang Dali returned to the hotel where they lived immediately.
In order to avoid trouble, they didn't hang out, and there was no fanaticism or anything.
"Okay……"
Zhang Dali scratched his head and said, "Actually, this is already my highest level..."
"Ok?"
Chen Shu turned his head to look and said, "What about the next two rounds?"
Most people will not show their hole cards in the preliminary round, because the dishes must be different in each round of competition.
"It's the same as making golden and perfect dishes..."
Zhang Dali said helplessly: "If you want to break through, unless you are a top-rank king, but that is beyond my ability."
"..."
The corner of Chen Shu's mouth twitched, and he showed his hole card just as you started?
"If you are lucky enough to pass the second round..."
Zhang Dali had thought in his eyes, and said, "I will only use king's ingredients in the final!"
"What level can the king's ingredients be?" Chen Shu asked.
"Uh... There is a high probability that it is a golden perfect dish."
"What about a small probability?"
"Top grade gold..."
"..."
The corner of Chen Shu's mouth twitched, and he said, "You're not sure you can win the God of Cookery?"
"Who can guarantee it?"
Zhang Dali shrugged his shoulders and said, "It all depends on the opponent's level, and there are also individual performances on the spot."
"Then you are so confident in front of your mentor and senior sister?"
"I have to save my face?"
"..."
The corner of Chen Shu's mouth twitched, he really thought that Zhang Dali was sure of everything.
"It depends on luck..."
Zhang Dali yawned and fell asleep.
Although it's only 10 minutes of cooking, it takes a lot of energy.
"Better sleeper than me..."
Chen Shu shook his head, came to the window, overlooking the whole city.
For some reason, there was a stuffy feeling in his heart, as if something was about to happen.
But the system didn't give any options, and at the same time, he didn't have a sense of crisis, just a kind of instinctive irritability.
"Could someone still want to kill me?"
Chen Shu muttered to himself, it's a pity that the system's red light prompt is over now, otherwise he would have been able to search the whole city.
"No matter who it is, messing with me is like playing with fire..."
He stretched himself, turned and went back to his room.
If someone really made a sneak attack, his gangster instinct would have detected it in advance, enough for him to summon the Space Rabbit to save his life.
What's more, there is a high probability that the system will give corresponding options.
Unless it is a legendary shot...
But at that level, it seems that there is no need to sneak attack...
……
The next day, the second round of the God of Cookery Cup took place as scheduled.
The enthusiasm of the audience was high, and many of them were Zhang Dali's supporters.
"Chen Pi, have you bought a navy again?"
Zhang Dali raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect that his best friend, who was picking to death, would organize his navy again.
"What do you think?"
Chen Shu curled his lips and said, "I, the Nanjiang gangsters, have always only bought a navy for one day!"
"You were brilliant yesterday, and these people are your supporters."
"real or fake?"
There was a bit of disbelief in Zhang Dali's eyes, and he said, "I was only No.9 yesterday, how come I am more popular than No.1..."
"Who made you kid only 22 years old?"
Chen Shu smiled slightly and said, "Didn't you see that the people who support you are all young people? They wish you could overwhelm everyone and win the God of Cookery!"
"Like this……"
Zhang Dali was stunned for a moment, but then he figured it out.
The world of spiritual chefs places too much emphasis on qualifications. Spiritual chefs of the same level are often older and respected.
Although this is a virtue, many old-fashioned spiritual chefs simply rely on their old skills to sell their old ones.
Young people accept pointers, but they don't accept pointers. Naturally, some people are unhappy with this old-fashioned spirit chef.
Now that Zhang Dali has finally come out with great difficulty, it has naturally aroused the support of countless young people, hoping to break the outdated concepts in the spirit chef world.
"After yesterday's competition, there are only fifty contestants left in this competition!"
The host came to the stage and said with a smile: "Now, we invite contestants!"
Everyone walked onto the red carpet one by one and came to their respective workbenches.
Because of yesterday's introduction, the host didn't go into details about each person's information.
The only sound left was the cheers of the crowd.
Zhang Dali straightened his chest, and with the support of countless people, he couldn't help being full of confidence.
Not only were there many supporters at the scene, but the Internet was also full of explosions.
"Damn, it won't be the youngest God of Cookery, right?"
"Didn't you notice something, this guy and the Nanjiang gangsters are buddies! Could it be that the people who hang out with him are all perverts?"
"Blind student, you discovered Huadian..."
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