No score?
This time, everyone's eyes focused on the comment box over there.
"Let me explain." The famous French food critic picked up the microphone and said slowly, "in fact, it is all our judges who can't score Wu Lai's Qiankun jiaohuaji."
Can't score?
This reason is the first time to see.
Countless eyes fell on him.
"To be honest, as judges and gourmets, we have tasted too many delicious foods and met excellent chefs all over the world. However, today, we agree that what we have seen and tasted in previous years is not worth mentioning." He sat there, his face still very drunk.
"Maybe someone will ask, can't the dishes made by Zhou Xing Kitchen God in those days be good? No, the original Zhou Xing Kitchen God didn't choose Chinese food. To be exact, he cooked five dishes at that time, which represented dishes from five continents except Asia, and these five dishes were all superior to players from all continents, which was very amazing. However, the Chinese dishes we expected were not from his hands It often appears in. " As he spoke, he also showed a very disappointed look.
"After that, Chinese chefs are really good. Every time they conquer our taste buds with orthodox and innovative dishes, but without exception, these dishes are only slightly better." He paused, his eyes on Wu Lai: "only today! This heaven and earth is called Huaji, which makes us feel the heritage from the mysterious country in the East, and it makes people unable to extricate themselves... Sorry, a little excited, a little more."
"So at the last moment of scoring, we all felt that it was a very disrespectful thing for us to score this kind of dishes, which even exceeded our cooking skills, so all our judges chose not to score."
No score.
"Oh! Such a high evaluation, that is to say, Wu Lai's dishes have exceeded the level that the judges can evaluate. So, it seems that the final winner of the kitchen god competition is obvious!" The host looked very excited: "then, let's announce that this kitchen god competition, the final winner of the kitchen god title!"
A picture of Wu Lai appeared on the huge screen, and all the audience shouted out Wu Lai's name under the mobilization of the host.
"Wu Lai! Wu Lai!"
Some stiff shouts rang out, and the whole competition venue of the kitchen god competition was full of shouts to Wu Lai.
"This boy, his cooking skill has reached this level?" The elders of the dragon group look at me and I look at you: "after you go back, you can let this boy cook. The old man doesn't believe it. Is there such a delicious thing in the world?"
Proud mouth with a smile: "this boy, a little interesting, suddenly even a little reluctant to kill him."
"This is not a good thing." Jealousy said coldly on one side.
Wu Lai stood on the stage, his face not much excited, as if all the surrounding two teams had nothing to do with him, quietly watching the staff hand over the trophy representing the world's highest honor to him.