The China Division of the World Baking Contest does not have too many tricks, the content of the competition has been distributed to the contestants by volunteers, and the same baking ingredients are provided on each cooking table, and the competition time is limited to 12 hours today.

The 12-hour competition time has shown that this competition is not only a test of the strength of the baker, but also the extreme physical strength.

"Watt, this game is actually more than 12 hours?"

"Don't the players have to rest, it's too tiring, right?"

Wen Qing, who happened to be sitting next to these girls, shook her head slightly and explained to them softly, "No, this stipulated time is freely allocated, and you can choose to rest halfway, but you must complete the cake and bread required by the competition within this specified time." ”

"Little sister, do you know how many rounds there are in this competition, who the judges are, and what is the final scoring method?

Although the girl didn't say it explicitly, the fans gathered next to her understood it as soon as they heard it, and their eyes looked at the blonde girl, waiting for an answer.

Although she was watched by everyone, Wen Qing's expression was still a little calm, after more than a year of growth and exercise, she was no longer the introverted girl who was only a promise, and she could naturally tell the rules in front of everyone.

"There are a total of five baking skills assessments, this time the judges are from the president and ten presidents of the Kyoto Baking Association, and the scoring method is the total score of these five baking skills assessments, and the top 20 with the highest total score will qualify for the World Baking Competition. ”

It's just that Wen Qing didn't expect that as soon as she heard the Kyoto Baking Association, several girls seemed to be about to explode, and they suddenly couldn't restrain those doubts, puzzles, and other emotions in their hearts.

"It's the Kyoto Baking Association again?!Do we still remember the first issue of "Huaxia New Baking", if it wasn't for those two people from the Kyoto Baking Association who voted for outsiders, how could the little brother lose?

"Probably not, right?"

"This time is the Chinese division of the World Baking Competition, and the selection will be to compete with international bakers, if the baking association has to make small means in this, won't it be a shame for us to be in the international competition?"

Even though the members of the Kyoto Baking Association have changed dramatically, and even if the internal mechanism has been reformed, the impression left by the public some time ago cannot be removed for a while.

The eleven judges sitting at the bottom felt the gaze from behind them, and heard the occasional discussion, even if they didn't do it themselves, but when they became the chairman of this association, they couldn't help but show a hint of shame on their faces.

"Oh my God, I'm so worried about my little brother now, in case my little brother really has the strength to qualify for the competition, but because of the unfair rating of this association, it will lead to..."

"Don't!"

"Why do you want this garbage association to host it?"

Zhuang Zhiwei couldn't help but glance back, pursed his mouth slightly, his expression was serious and full of majesty, his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, Wen Qing quickly turned around and whispered to comfort these emotional girls.

"Everyone, let's calm down first, okay? This competition has just begun, and the results haven't come out yet, don't be so arbitrary, you don't want to affect the normal performance of the baking brother and the other players, right?"

Wen Qing's words carried a hint of reassurance, just right to extinguish the emotions that these girls suddenly became excited.

"Yes, let's be quiet and don't disturb them. ”

"Okay, let's wait and see what happens. ”

Zhuang Zhiwei glanced at Wen Qing in the audience with appreciation, and then turned his head to continue to watch the production process of all the bakers in the field, his eyes swept over a figure in the first row from time to time, and a touch of surprise crossed his eyes.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being Chen Lin's only apprentice, I really didn't expect that the simple boy at the beginning really taught an amazing genius to come out, only nineteen years old, that's it, give her another year or two, Huaxia and even the world are her world, right?

Thinking like this, the first question had been completed by the contestants one after another, and the eleven judges walked to the baker's cooking table one after another, holding a pen and a grading sheet in their hands.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the judges tasted and scored one by one, while the contestants continued to make the second question, completely ignoring the looks and expressions on the faces of the judges who passed in front of them when they tasted it.

When all the judges returned to their seats, Zhuang Zhiwei, who was sitting in the middle, tried to suppress the excitement in his chest, thinking of the cake he had just tasted in the first round, and finally couldn't help but whisper to the two chairmen next to him, "How many points do you give to the No. 16 player?"

The No. 16 player is the focus of everyone's attention at this time, Lou Qingyu, and just now Zhuang Zhiwei also focused on tasting her craftsmanship and several other experienced five-star bakers, as for the six-star bakers, they are rare on the field, only one or two, but the level is almost the same as Lou Qingyu and Pu Yucheng.

"9.9 points. ”

"9.85 points, what about you?"

The full score of a baking skills assessment is 10 points, and the two chairmen who were asked obviously gave Lou Qingyu a fairly high score, Zhuang Zhiwei nodded slightly, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and said lightly, "10 points." ”

The two chairmen's eyes widened slightly, and they couldn't help but give a thumbs up for a long time, I really dare to give it, this full score!

However, recalling the cake made by Lou Qingyu, there is really nothing to find fault with, but they are used to always deducting such a small score when scoring.

However, with the experience of the president, in the four rounds of exam questions in the subsequent competition, these two directors had no worries, and saw that several players did really well, and they also gave a score of 10 points, including Lou Qingyu.

At the end of the day, all the judges have judged the scores, and the results are counted by the government officials, and finally displayed on the LCD screen of the Expo Center, where one of the six-star bakers won the first place in the division with the highest score.

Surprisingly and excitingly, Lou Qingyu was only 1.5 points below the six-star baker and won second place, while Pu Yucheng finished third with a difference of 2.5 points behind the girl.

The three behind are basically five-star bakers, and the boys and uncles who had argued about Lou Qingyu before the game are also among them, obviously these two are also very strong.

As for Xu Xiaoluo, he is in a relatively dangerous ranking, ranking 18th, but fortunately, he also successfully qualified for the World Baking Competition.

At this time, on the venue of the Kyoto International Expo Center, only the top twenty contestants and the people of the Kyoto Baking Association remained, and Zhuang Zhiwei's eyes continued to patrol the faces of these people, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and there was a hint of a smile on his face.

"First of all, congratulations to all of you on successfully obtaining the qualification for this World Baking Competition, the World Baking Competition will be held in three days, in these three days, please arrange a reasonable rest, prepare for our competition, and also hope that you can win glory for our China. ”

"Win the second championship for our Huaxia again!"

It's been a long time since Huaxia had a second World Baking Championship champion.

Zhuang Zhiwei stood in place, looking at the backs of those who left the expo center one by one, something seemed to spring up in his eyes, but he was quickly suppressed, and finally turned into a heavy sigh, "Hope..."