The girl's soft words with a little smile were like a clear spring flowing from a mountain stream into people's hearts, and little by little let that tired heart soak into the girl's soft voice.

"The eyebrows and eyes of the hero in your work are based on your lover, right?" Marcus suddenly said, although in an inquiring tone, but very affirmative.

Lou Qingyu smiled and nodded, "Yes." ”

Eyebrows?

There were two or three judges who did not step forward to carefully examine the demeanor of the characters in the work, and when they heard Marcus's words, they subconsciously glanced at the work in front of the girl, especially the little figure that fell on the bottom of the steps.

At the same time, I couldn't help but look at Joyce's works and compare the works of the two, and after thinking about and observing them, the judges' expressions changed a little.

Joyce, who was secretly paying attention to all this, chuckled in his heart, and no longer had the relaxed posture he had before.

From the time Lou Qingyu Yuyu said those words, he already felt bad in his heart.

Compared with the virtual and distant love stories of famous books and fairy tales, this kind of love story that is closer to ordinary people and more real is more likely to resonate with everyone.

Just now, Mr. Marcus pointed out the highlights of the other party again, and there was a slight change in the expressions on the faces of the judges, Joyce suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, his jaw line couldn't help but tense, and the hands hanging on both sides of his body were also slightly clenched.

At this time, Zhuang Zhiwei came out again and controlled the entire process of the competition, "I believe that the judges here already have a result in their hearts, and now I ask the judges to score these two contestants, and the score will be..."

Halfway through his speech, Zhuang Zhiwei put down the microphone, listened to the voice of the TV director next to the headphones, and whispered a quick word or two to the representative of the competition committee next to him, and soon spoke again.

"Because there are only three contestants in the final round, and there is only one champion of the World Baking Competition, the way the results of this round are announced..."Zhuang Zhiwei's eyes kept wandering on the faces of the eleven judges from all over the world, "The judges directly say the champion in their minds, and the winner of the vote is the champion of this competition!"

Directly announced?!

Is it so exciting?!

The audience in the rear was in an uproar, and the planning director who heard this uproar was even more satisfied, in order to present a better effect, of course, this tense and blood-pumping reading method was adopted.

"Please go to the judges' office as well. The players from country F, who had been sitting in the waiting area for a long time, were also invited, and in the last round, the three players stood together, with different expressions, nervous, apprehensive, and indifferent.

Lou Qingyu looked indifferent, the girl's face was a little relaxed, and she even observed the works of the two contestants next to her with some interest, on the contrary, the two contestants were fixed on the judges.

For the last round of this competition, Lou Qingyu cares, but she doesn't care, she doesn't care if she can win the championship in the end, even if she knows that if she can't win the championship, she will face a lot of criticism and bad public opinion.

However, she has long been able to face it calmly.

These public opinions, whether good or bad, the eyes of the outside world looking at her, and the evaluation of herself by the outside world, seem to be indifferent, and it seems that they can't do any harm to her.

And all of this change seems to have started to change when someone came along.

Gradually, she seemed to have a kind of courage to face it.

Because she knew that no matter what happened, this stupid big guy next to her would protect her.

"National Jury V, what is your choice?"

"The work of Joyce, a player from country F, is indeed amazing, and it is not easy to make such a spectacular Notre Dame Cathedral in such a short period of time, but..."

With the pause in the judges' words, Joyce's face changed slightly, and she heard her next half sentence, "The love of ordinary people in Lou Qingyu's works moved me even more, so I chose Lou Qingyu." ”

"What about the judges of Country X?"

"I choose this Chinese player!"

"Huaxia!"

"F Country Joyce. ”

"Lou is the best in my mind! The love between her and her boyfriend is really enviable!"

"I chose Joyce, Joyce's work is amazing!"

The judges who said that they chose were already halfway over, and counting the judges' judgments on the field, Lou Qingyu's votes were far ahead of the votes of the other two people, and the remaining five judges who had not yet said their results included Marcus, Fang Jing, Yevgeny, and two judges from other countries.

The next second, one of the judges voted for Joyce.

At this time, Joyce and Lou Qingyu were only one vote apart, and the number of votes suddenly followed, and the next person to vote was Master Marcus, and the attention of the audience instantly fell on this famous baking master.

How will this master baker choose? One is a disciple he has carefully taught for many years, and the other is a contestant he secretly admires.

No, it won't...

Joyce glanced at Lou Qingyu's fondant cake, which was much more ordinary than herself, and gritted her teeth slightly, Master shouldn't have chosen her... Beads of sweat poured from Joyce's forehead and ran down his face and jaw, and the five seconds he spent waiting for Marcus to announce the results felt like a century had passed.

When Marcus said the name of "Lou Qingyu", he was still in a state of confusion, and the audience behind him exploded violently as if a depth charge had been dropped.

"Oh my God, I heard me right?! Master Marcus voted for his little brother!"

"That's right, I heard it too, the little baking brother actually won a vote from the rival's master!This can be included in the annual bewilderment award, right?!"

The voting session of the judges' office is still continuing, but there seems to be no suspense, and the last three judges all chose Lou Qingyu, who was despised by Joyce.

"I choose Lou Qingyu!"

"Lou!"

"I'm sorry, I also chose Lou Qingyu!"

All, they all chose to bake the little brother, is this not, is it not explained?

In the face of something that has been waiting for a long time, many people suddenly became a little timid.

Did they hear it wrong?

Are they hallucinating?

Is this the result?

The Chinese audience looked at each other in a daze at this time, is this what they are thinking now?

At this time, the display screen suddenly moved, which instantly attracted everyone's attention.

In the eyes, a photo of a Chinese girl with black hair and black eyes occupied the entire screen, and the five-star red flag fluttering behind her reflected the girl's snow-white baking uniform, and the audience instantly resounded with endless screams and cheers!

"Ahhh

"What a champion!Champion!!"

"Oh my God, oh my God, I really got it?!"

Looking at the picture on the screen, the national anthem, which is particularly familiar to Chinese people, sounded at the scene, and many audiences, especially those in the Chinese baking circle, had red eyes.

They hadn't seen this scene for a long time, and since Fang Jing won the World Baking Competition nine years ago, they had never seen the shadow of a Chinese player in the top three, and at this moment, their excitement could be imagined.

"Lou Qingyu, you are really, really amazing!"

"Lou Qingyu, I'm sorry, I didn't know Taishan before! I admit that you are a genius baker in our baking circle!"

"Little brother, the future of the baking circle is all on you!

Zhuang Zhiwei's eyes were also a little red, endured the excitement and excitement in his chest, and continued the next link, "Next, I would like to ask Master Marcus to award the trophies and bonuses of this competition to our champion, Lou Qingyu from Huaxia." ”

Seeing his beloved master handing the trophy to the girl with a kind smile, Joyce's eyes drooped slightly, and the depression on his face was a little obvious, and when he saw Lou Qingyu take the golden trophy, a flash of envy flashed in his eyes.

"Congratulations!" Marcus smiled.

"Thank you, Master Marcus. Lou Qingyu took the trophy with a little weight, and a smile flashed in his dark eyes, happy that his work was affirmed.

The girl stood on the podium with a huge trophy slightly raised in both hands, and the photographer's flash below kept appearing in front of her eyes, and the cheers and cheers around her were endless.

However, Lou Qingyu looked sideways at the audience on the other side, and it was already obvious who he was looking for.

The man in the distance stood up slightly, with a smile on his face that could not be hidden, opened his mouth slightly, and said a few words, even if he didn't hear it, Lou Qingyu understood, and a bright smile bloomed on his face.

"Congratulations, little boss!"