Chaos suddenly came.

Tangshan, Hongyi, Lei Zhe, Yan Mo, Di Sani, Xue Feichen, Lan Chuhan...

There is also Zhu Qing who trots on the tray.

In the end, these giants gathered in front of the judges. The scene of this gathering of heroes is a microcosm of today's game. After all, the giants that are generally favored are all here, and the other giants are like Adams. They either give up treatment early and put aside their special chef partners to cook by themselves, or they are still struggling psychologically in the cooking table.

The competition hall was completely silent.

Chiyo Aichi saw the giants who suddenly gathered, and opened their mouths and couldn't say a complete sentence for a while.

Too fast!

This is a battle one hour in advance!

While being confused, Chiyo Aichi had the same position as the audience outside the venue, and was sincerely excited - the more chaotic the taste and appreciation stage, the more exciting it was. What they hoped to see was a chaotic fight!

"There are eight combinations in total that present their "wine" cooking works..."

Shinichiro Furugawa swept over shoulder and shoulder to shoulder, and the giants arranged in front of the judges' seats, with surprise hidden in his eyes. He spoke quickly and briefly introduced the eight giants in one breath. He didn't say much, but he suddenly turned low and said: "Now, when we enter the evaluation stage, there is no order. Whoever comes first and who will all depend on personal wishes!"

"Then, please leave the first one!"

The eight giants remained motionless.

The camera swept away. The state of Lin Giant at this time was similar to that of the special chefs in the first stage. Look left and right, and no one acted rashly.

Without careful observation, you can find the fear and solemnity in their eyes and faces.

I'm afraid that Giant Lin was unpredictable about this chaotic situation.

However, people still found a strange flower. The camera pulled closer, but saw Zhu Qing, who had just stood on the stage, supported the tray with one hand and waved at the camera with the other hand. The movement was very large. The audience looked at the glass and the bartender bottle on the tray with her right hand, and couldn't help but feel sweaty for her. Sister, you can't be too reserved.

"Hey, be more at ease!"

The summer waterfall sweats under the field.

"She is really your aunt... elder?" With a surprised voice, Tang Yuqiong quietly moved to the No. 8 cooking table with her hands behind her back. Xia Yu knew why she asked this and nodded depressedly: "It's like a fake one!"

"She should come to our dark world!"

Another crisp and delicate voice.

The little fairy Wu Yingying jumped over. In her eyes, she was her master, that is, the female giant red-robed woman on the stage.

Li Quan, Li Han’s uncle and nephew, Lin Miao, and Elizabeth all came here.

On the stage, there are gathering of giants.

The No. 8 cooking table below the stage is full of top special chefs.

The camera finally moved away from the judges' seat, and the large screen gave the No. 8 cooking table seven or eight seconds to the scene. People were surprised that these special chefs gathered around a teenager in the center, but when the camera gave the teenager a close-up, all doubts disappeared without a trace-

If it was him, it was not uncommon for special chefs to surround him.

"Interesting! There are fighting on stage, and there are fighting off stage, two battlefields!"

Seeing this scene, celebrities such as Dojima Yin, Jinda Shin, Tulip and others were very interesting, and they sat up straight and looked forward to it even more.

The stalemate in front of the judges was soon broken by a voice:

"It's all here, are you still standing stupidly?" Zhu Qing saw that no one moved, and immediately chuckled and walked forward two steps, so the wooden tray in his hand fell on the table with a bang.

"Then I'll do it first-"

Zhu Qing was as excited as a little girl.

Dong!

Another pallet fell, and the giant Lin Lei Zhe grinned at the camera, with a heart-shaking fierce light in his eyes: "I'm sorry, Miss Zhu, you can only be ranked second!"

"What do you mean?" Zhu Qing raised his eyebrows, then raised his lips and smiled disdainfully: "...I served the food, and you followed me? Is this a tit-for-tat war book in the ring?"

"If so...then welcome!"

Zhu Qing took a step back.

Lei Zhe also let go of his hand and took a step back. There were two side-by-side trays in his field of view.

The camera gave the two people a close-up of the trays, which was a big coincidence. Both trays were equipped with 5 glasses and 1 bartender bottle, without any extra decorations, which was very plain.

Moreover, the glasses are all small and exquisite cocktail glasses.

Dong!

When the third tray fell, Lan Chuhan said lightly: "Zhu Qing, don't forget me!"

"Lan Chuhan!" Zhu Qing raised his eyebrows, and his eyes were eager to try, "This time, you must have lost. Well, how many times have you lost to me? It seems to be 89 times, no, including this time it is the 90th time, just the integer..."

Lan Chuhan is as famous as his name, a very delicious beauty.

She is a chef's uniform that is different from the Western style. She has an apricot-colored half-sleeved shirt on the upper body, a cross-collar and no breasts. It seems that many Japanese people have the familiarity of kimonos, but in fact it is improved by Hanfu, which is very similar to the clothes that the old man in Xia's small shop usually wears in cooking.

The lower part is ivory loose trousers and the feet are cloth shoes with plum blossom embroidered on the upper.

It is worth mentioning that she had a brown apron with pockets around her waist, and there was also an embroidered plum blossom branch on her side, climbing up along her slender waist.

This is a woman like Meilan, her temperament and taste are here.

“The 90th time?”

There was a faint ridicule in her eyes, but Lan Chuhan's words meant a competition that was completely different from her own temperament. "You and I have played 178 times in the past twenty years, and we each won 89 times. So, the same thing will rebound for you. If I win this time, I will get 90 wins!"

Zhu Qing molars her teeth.

Xia Yu was sweating heavily on the court.

"Uncle Quan, you are of the same generation as these two masters... What's the matter?" Li Han poked the clan uncle, and the fire of gossip was ignited in his eyes.

Zhu Qing and Lan Chuhan are undoubtedly the geniuses of the previous generation of Chinese food industry, and now they are all single women, which is enough to cause many gossip topics.

"cough!"

Li Quan reluctantly withdrew his gaze, with a trace of unknown admiration in his eyes. He didn't know who these admirations were against, or both. He coughed and fainted his sweat and said: "The dispute between Zhu and Lan has been around for a long time, almost lasting for hundreds of years. They have been fighting since childhood and have fewer 178 matches. As a peer, I have also watched some of their matches on behalf of Li..."

"Uncle Quan, why are you still a special chef? Everyone else is going to the top of the pyramid?" Li Han glared.

Li Quanshuifu was sweating and waved his hand quickly: "Shh, don't talk!"

"I want to be quiet!"

Seeing the uncle's black face that was about to be angry, Li Han shut up in a sensible way.

At the same time, Li Han was curious about the previous generation.

Zhu Qing and Lan Chuhan are outstanding representatives of the previous generation.

But in addition to the Zhu family and Lan family, there are still many food families in the Chinese food industry that have been passed down for a long time, such as the Shanghai Tang family, such as Guangzhou Longquan Restaurant. To be more important, there are also the Yan family, Ya family, etc. in the dark world. There are countless families like the Wu family in the Tianji Star... What about the geniuses of the previous generation? Li Han suddenly realized that the future was full of challenges.

"snort!"

Lei Zhe snorted coldly.

Zhu Qing and Lan Chuhan put aside his bickering, which made the giant angry.

"Try it--" Grinning, Lei Zhe decided to be the first to win the air. He immediately grabbed the bartender bottle and twisted the lid open. A strange fragrance of wine instantly scraped through the competition hall. Countless people couldn't help but raise their faces high on the seats, stretching their necks, as if they turned into a flying dragon soaring in the sky.

I am a dragon!

Those who smell the fragrance of wine have the same voice.

Open your mouth and spit it out!

"Ao—"

The sounds overlap and form a torrent.
Chapter completed!