Although the participants very much hope that they can complete this link with quality, the reality is always not so satisfactory.

Anyway, as far as Ruan Qingping is concerned, she feels that the cake that has been ruined by herself and others is like being chewed by a dog.

Fortunately, she followed the big boss's footsteps and started relatively quickly, otherwise she would have felt suffocated just thinking about continuing to choose from this pile of leftovers.

However, the sacrifice of these three cakes was not without any results. At least during the weighing, all six people passed safely at once.

Although Ruan Qingping felt seriously that he was at a loss when he saw Yang Ling pass with one-fifth less grams than his own, he still added it to save his life, and he could only eat it with tears if it was too much.

Maybe he who eats more will get more, and the good will always outweigh the bad.

She could only comfort herself in her heart.

But she doesn't blame her for being cautious. The gram standard for cutting cakes is indeed difficult to grasp. People like Yang Ling who deliberately take less are just weird. Others add more, and they just want to pile up a small one.

Mountain bag is coming.

Even Sumu took a lot, but he didn't expect that when they went to weigh them, the waiter let them pass easily.

I can't see the fuss and fuss in the first round at all.

This move sent some not-so-good signals to Sumu.

She looked at her cake and then at Yang Ling's small plate, as if she suddenly realized something, and her heart sank.

This round may be different from before.

After dividing the cake, the six people returned to their dining tables.

During the whole process of their departure, the waiters kept smiling and did not show any dissatisfaction with the mess on the table.

With expressions that looked like they were printed from a mold, they sent the six people back politely.

The weird scene was so frightening that the tip of Axiang's tail was numb. She whispered various horror plots to Sumu, but she couldn't help but scare herself: "It feels like a wax figure."

To be honest, Su Mu also felt a bit similar.

As she was leaving with the plate, she deliberately stood at the end and stared at the leading waiter for a long time, but she didn't get any response from him. These waiters were like programmed robots.

Stiffer than those in previous rounds.

Su Mu speculated that this might also be a small design of the theater. As the plot progressed, the abnormalities in the waiters became more and more obvious, and the overall atmosphere became more and more weird, which not only aggravated the tension of the participants, but also made it more...

Can arouse the emotions of the audience who see this.

It's a pity that this is not a reading comprehension question. She got the answer but had no place to check the answer.

After sitting back on his seat, Su Mu picked up the knife and fork in his hand. He was not in a hurry to eat the cake, but turned his head and looked at Yang Ling first.

The person who was the first to return to his seat did not move. He was holding the cup. After sensing Su Mu's eyes, he smiled slightly and made a very gentlemanly gesture of invitation.

This attitude made Su Mu more confident about his inner guess.

She forked a small piece of cake and ate it in her mouth.

The taste is still the same as before, and nothing seems to have changed.

However, the moment she swallowed it, she suddenly felt short of breath, her nose seemed to be suddenly stuck, and she had cold symptoms.

Su Mu checked his score almost immediately, and as expected, found that his health value fluctuated very slightly, falling by one point.

The points deducted are very small, but don’t forget that this is just one bite.
Chapter completed!