On the day of the World Baking Contest finals, the entrance to the Kyoto Expo Center was crowded with spectators, and the spectacle made those who didn't know think that a famous star was holding a concert.

Inside the stadium, the vacant competition field was visibly shrunk many times, and on the wall in front of the auditorium hung 30 colorful spray paintings with pictures of the 30 finalists.

In the photos of these 30 players, yellow-skinned, white-skinned, and dark-skinned, there are very different ways of writing names, and colorful national flag patterns, among the 30 players, most of them are white-skinned players, and the least are dark-skinned players.

Among them, the players from country F occupy a huge advantage with the number of players with 5 players, second only to the number of players from country F are 4 players from country Y, and Huaxia and country Y are second only to the first two baking powers with the number of players with 3 players.

It's just that the strength of the bakers in country F and country Y has always been known to the world, but what shocked and stunned other countries was that three players in Huaxia actually broke into the finals this year!

But at the same time, the Chinese people sitting in the audience are holding their heads high, full of pride and pride, this is the first time that so many Chinese players have entered the finals, this pride is like the national football team has entered the World Cup finals, the men's basketball team has reached the Olympic finals, and Chinese e-sports has won the world's top three!

"Huaxia players have to come on!!"

"Come on Huaxia! Come on little brother! Come on Pu Yucheng! You are all the pride of our Huaxia!"

However, these general cheers were quickly interrupted by two sounds.

"A beautiful Chinese genius, baking skills kill all directions!!"

"The baking little brother is eighteen years old, and he has won all directions in the world arena!

Hearing the loud and uniform slogans from the audience, Lou Qingyu, who was sitting in the waiting area under the audience, was stunned at first when he heard these slogans, and then his expression became a little crying and laughing.

Who came up with these two slogans? Talented?"

Pu Yucheng, who was sitting next to Lou Qingyu, also felt a little funny, and the curvature of his mouth couldn't help but rise, "I guess it's your fan, right?"

"I also want to be a fan, not someone. ”

Lou Qingyu always felt that such an unreliable thing was like someone's style?

"Xiaoyue, do you still want to continue shouting slogans?"

A girl in the audience was holding a well-made banner, which not only had Lou Qingyu's personal portrait, but also a line of words "Come on, little brother baking", these things like fan cheers were sponsored by Xi Yue beside her.

"Must shout!" Xi Yue said firmly, with certainty.

Her fair face was covered with Lou Qingyu's personal stickers on both sides, holding a banner in her hand, dressed like a fan girl, and even Xia Ziran on one side was stuffed with a banner in her palm, as for whether he lifted it hard, only he knew.

"This is the first time that our little feather has participated in the World Baking Competition, and it is said that winning at the starting line, we must first overwhelm our opponents in momentum, and call them until the baker appears, we will stop and keep quiet, understand?"

"Roger!"

Yevgeny, who had just walked into the scene, said with a smile, and glanced sideways at Fang Jing, who was silent and silent, "Your host is good, there are so many fans, and there are slogans shouting, why don't I have this treatment in country E?"

Somehow, Fang Jing's mind crossed over a stalk that has been very popular on the Internet recently, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly at Ye Vrgeny's gaze, "This is another price." ”

？？？

Evgeny had a white question mark face.

However, the arrival of 30 bakers interrupted what he wanted to ask, and the light background music gradually stopped as the 30 bakers took their places, and Zhuang Zhiwei, as the representative of the organizers of this year's World Baking Competition, once again walked in front of all the audience.

First of all, on behalf of the organizers, I would like to congratulate you once again on your entry into the final round of the competition, which is the last day of the World Baking Championship and the last competition of the 30 roasters here."

"Over the years, the World Baking Competition has always adhered to the four beliefs of the baking circle: diligence, thinking, love, and creativity, all of which are indispensable. ”

Zhuang Zhiwei's rich voice came out of the microphone, and his slow words were like an ancient bell in the mountains, and his eyes swept over the group of players below, "I don't know if the 30 players present have heard of a sentence that the grains used by humans to make bread are not only a gift from God, but also the crystallization of human wisdom." ”

"So we hope that you will be able to show the wisdom of your respective countries today. ”

Crystallization of wisdom?

Many people seemed to notice the key words of this sentence, and with Zhuang Zhiwei's next words, everyone almost fell into a state of contemplation.

"Today's final will be divided into two rounds. ”

"In the first round, we will eliminate 20 of your 30 players, and only the top 10 players will advance to the second round, and in the second round, the top three of our World Baking Competition will be decided in this round. ”

"And the topic of our two rounds of competition today is," Zhuang Zhiwei paused slightly, "No!"

Everyone's expressions were slightly stunned, and shock and astonishment slowly appeared on everyone's faces.

"Do you mean Freestyle?"

"Is it good or bad for us to play freely?"

However, Chen Lin's expression in the audience sank slightly, a baby face wrinkled suddenly, and he whispered in a low tone with a hint of worry, "It's not necessarily free play..."

"Master, what do you say?" Shen Ziyi's dark eyes rippled.

"You recall the words he said before announcing the rules of the game. ”

Shen Ziyi only pondered for a moment, then grasped the point, "Show the crystallization of the wisdom of their respective countries?"

Chen Lin threw an appreciative glance at Shen Ziyi, the acumen of the apprentice was quite strong, and nodded slightly with some concern, "That's right, this sentence is the scope of the topic, which means that Xiao Yu can only choose one of our unique baked cakes in China as a work for the competition." ”

"However, our Chinese baking is completely different from Western baking, not only in terms of taste, but also in terms of appearance and production methods. Chen Lin's hands clenched slightly, and his worried gaze swept past Lou Qingyu from time to time, "Most of the judges present are from the West, and this link is a great disadvantage for our Chinese players." ”

At the same time, Song Wenze also said this analysis in the studio, "This freestyle is very bad for us!"