"Mr. Lee, you've qualified for the next round.

Now, please get out. ”

In the assessment room, the host of the competition gave Li Chong's eviction order.

Two more security guards stood in the doorway, looking at them with burning eyes.

Lee shrugged nonchalantly.

"Then I'll ask one last question.

When the final round comes, will you guys be the judges?"

This question made even Han Guang, who was furious, stunned.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else when I ask this.

I just want to say that if these people are the judges in the end......

Your City God of Food Contest won't have any good results!"

When the words fell, Li Chong turned around and left.

Everyone in the room was stunned for a while, and they were collectively angry.

"What do you mean by that kid?"

"We didn't recruit him to provoke him, what did he piggyback on us all for!"

"Can you disqualify him?"

"Such a temperamental person, he won the prize in this competition, and it is impossible for our Xinghai to accept him!"

A group of judges were noisy.

The moderator kept persuading him to make peace.

Fortunately, the live TV screen was switched away early just now, and if this part was also broadcast, this God of Food Contest would not have become a scare contest.

……

Trouble, what needs to be done still has to be done.

Many judges suppressed the anger in their hearts, and selected the contestants who saved their lives and entered the finals in addition to Li Chong.

The official God of Food Contest finals have finally begun.

In the huge square, ten platforms are placed.

Above the platform is an exquisite movable kitchen.

These kitchens don't take much space, but all the materials are available.

Whether it's cooking tools for stir-frying or a variety of fresh ingredients, it's all ready.

The finalists all stood behind the stove in their kitchen.

Everything is at a normal pace, just like many urban public events, attracting a lot of people and causing an okay impact.

The key is to advertise more.

All kinds of advertising banners and exhibitions can be seen everywhere.

Even the clothes worn by the contestants have the name of the hotel or restaurant they belong to.

Only Li Chong is an exception.

This guy is dressed in ordinary casual clothes, which is particularly unusual.

The look at him was full of weirdness.

And Lee's gaze at everything around him was very profound.

At the beginning, he was full of expectations for such an urban food god competition.

In my imagination, it should be the kind of high-end gourmets who will appear on TV as judges, surrounded by well-known tasters and celebrities.

As long as you become famous, it is to become famous in a certain circle.

But looking at it now, it's clearly a show.

Everyone else is here to put on a show, but he Li Chong regards this as a serious competition.

The result...... He must be able to show no one.

Extremely disappointed!

This is Li Chong's mood at the moment.

Seeing that the TV reporter came over to interview the contestants in accordance with the process of the competition, he walked in front of him.

didn't wait for the other party to ask anything, Li Chong said to the camera.

"Choosing the god of food is the business of the diners, not the showmen.

I came here to participate in the competition because I wanted more people to enjoy my food.

Let more people enjoy the health and satisfaction that food can bring.

Absolutely not, let some people judge and attract attention.

From this point of view, this urban food god contest ......

Hehe, a waste of time!"

This is the words spoken by the camera lens, and I don't know how many people have seen and heard it.

The reporter who interviewed was also dumbfounded.

In total, one of the finalists is a contestant, and the other nine are all thanks to whomever and who, and what the goal is.

How did Li Zhong come here in the end, and directly defined the whole activity as a waste of time.

The reporter couldn't figure out how to answer.

Li Chong didn't wait for the other party to answer.

He looked at the stove in front of him and reached out and grabbed the kitchen knife on the board.

"Since the dishes I made today are for the so-called judges, then I don't have to wait.

You love to show how to show, how to show.

I only cook one dish, and I leave when I'm done, and what happens after this God of Food Contest has nothing to do with me. ”

After speaking, Li Chong reached out and scooped up a five-pound herring in the fish basket on the side of the table, and turned the kitchen knife in his hand slightly.

And then......

It made everyone in the square collectively silent.