Autumn selection, the day of the finals.

It's still between the moon and the sky, it's still a familiar venue, and there's the deafening cries of the audience. The only difference is probably the cameras set up on the stage and the reporters gathered below.

Yang Ming was also a little surprised, everyone's attention to this competition, can a cooking competition be broadcast live on TV?

"There are a lot of guests in the VIP table......" he heard Ye Shan Liang next to him say.

"Hmm. Yang Ming also looked over there, the VIP seat was specially reserved by Yuanyue School Park, and it was only less than half of the semi-finals, but now it was full.

He and Ryo Hayama were both standing in the passage of the players leading to the venue, the lights around them were dim, but the eyes of the two of them were faintly shining.

Yang Ming didn't know much about Ye Shanliang, he wasn't a stalker like Misaku, and he couldn't wait to keep everything in his head. In fact, the first time he knew the name was in the mouth of Soma Kohei, and later he watched one of his games, and this person left a deep impression on his heart.

With an extraordinary sense of smell, it can illuminate a new world of gastronomy just by its fragrance, and is known as the "nose of the gods...... He listened to the comments of the audience next to him.

Color, aroma, taste, the samadhi of food, if a dish wants to firmly grasp a person's stomach, then start with these three things first. This is the foundation of a chef's life and the foundation of his life.

And the boy ...... He has reached the pinnacle of his grasp of aroma, and compared to others, he is like having a key that can open any door on the way to a treasure trove of food.

Strong...... Very strong, stronger than any opponent he's ever faced before. That is the opponent who has initially broken away from the "technique" and is moving bravely in the direction of "meaning".

And when Yang Ming looked at Ye Shan Liang, Ye Shan Liang was also thinking about Yang Ming.

He had watched the video left by the autumn selection before, and he also watched every match carefully, carefully observing every opponent, and the one he valued most was Yang Ming.

In Ye Shanliang's opinion, what can't match Yang Ming's strong cooking skills is ...... Yang Ming's desire to win is very weak.

Of course, to say that his desire to win is very weak, it is not that he is completely downplayed by winning or losing. Of course, he can see that Yang Ming also wants to win, but at most he will do his best for a game, and he will not fight to the death.

What made Ye Shanliang feel most strange was that the desire to win in Yang Ming's heart was far less strong than the pride hidden in his bones. Others win the game for the sake of victory, but Yang Ming doesn't want to lose.

I didn't want to lose, so I won. It's easy to say, but it's scary to think about.

"People must not be arrogant, but they must not be arrogant", if Ye Shanliang knew this sentence, he might have some understanding of why Yang Ming was like this.

However, no matter what Yang Ming does, he wants to win, and he wants to have the last laugh in this autumn selection to prove that he is the strongest existence of Yuanyue's first-year students.

"From now until the start of cooking, the time counts as preparation time. ”

"The two contestants were invited to enter and start preparing their own ingredients and cooking utensils. ”

Wearing a slim uniform, Isshiki Hui stood in the center of the venue, calmly holding the microphone to preside over the final of the autumn selection, and looked at the two people in the passage not far away.

It's time to begin......

Yang Ming took a step and walked out of the dark passage, ready to meet the bright light that fell from the sky, at this moment, Ye Shanliang beside him suddenly accelerated and overtook him, and when he passed by him, he left a word.

Yang Ming...... The one who stood at the top of the tryouts this time...... It's going to be me!"

This sentence quickly dissipated in the air in the sky.

Yang Ming looked at Ye Shanliang, who only left him with a back, and smiled, did he turn out that he was nervous?

In the opponent's previous game, Ryo Hayama's performance was simply amazing. Standing on such a big stage, he is still so calm and silently cooking on the side, without making people feel that his emotions are fluctuating, and he will not waver even if the audience is screaming and tsunami.

The whole table fell into his domain, and the whole space was dominated by him, as if he had seen his victory while cooking his own food.

In Yang Ming's view, Ye Shanliang should be the same as him, a type of stable performance, and all of this is based on their own unshakable self-confidence.

But just now, as if demonstrative, or a sentence to prove his resolve, he has clearly exposed his slightly shaken self-confidence.

Such a Ryo Hayama...... Will it get a little easier to deal with? Or will it be harder?

I have to say that people are a kind of guy who is sensitive to others and dull to himself......

"Yang Ming! Yang Ming! Come on!"

"Ryo Hayama, show your courage!"

The game has not yet begun, and just the entry of the two people has set off a wave of noise in the audience.

"This year's autumn audition audience is much more enthusiastic than ever...... "In the press gallery dedicated to reporters, reporters discuss the pomp and circumstance in front of them, and the cameras are faithfully recording all of this.

"After all, it's the final of the autumn selections...... And this year's players are far more powerful than in the past, and the audience was almost full in the semi-finals. ”

Seeing that both of them were already standing in front of the cooking table they belonged to, and after the staff had also brought up all the cooking utensils and ingredients, he bowed slightly to the staff standing in the corner.

"What's going on?"

"Why did the lights go out?"

The lights that had been illuminated around the hall dimmed and then brightened again, but not because the lights were turned on again, but because there was a huge gap in the ceiling between the moon and the sky.

"Wow - there is still such a mechanism......" Yang Ming watched the wisps of starlight fall from the sky and spread throughout the venue, and what was even more remarkable was the perfect bright moon in the sky.

"No wonder it's called between the moon and the sky...... "Just look up slightly, you can feel the vast starry sky overhead, as if you are in the boundless sea of stars, the wonderful design of this building, only at this time can be the most perfect embodiment!

In ancient times, people believed that everything in the world was controlled by the gods, and in the historical realms, there were rituals to offer offerings to the god of abundance who presided over the autumn season and pray for a good harvest in the coming year.