The second round of the fall selection — which Yang prefers to call the semifinals — kicked off a week after the first round.

The moon and sky became lively again, and the venue, which usually seemed lonely because of its spaciousness, was now crowded and full.

The urgency, which was completely different from the usual atmosphere, made the crowd in the stands speak a little quieter. But they can't help it, at the front of the audience, there are already elites from the culinary world, and the expressions of those dressed in formal clothes and sitting in front of their knots make the meaning of this game become serious.

"There are so many chefs and celebrities here this time......

"I heard that this class of students is very good, so everyone came here to take a look. ”

Genius is an existence that can only be seen from afar and cannot be chased.

Whether you feel unwilling or bitter, you have to admit that it only takes a little time to surpass the cooking skills you are proud of-

The chosen one.

Yuanyue School Park is the top culinary science garden in Dongying, and the most dazzling of the Ten Masters of Yuanyue is a genius that is difficult to catch up with in the eyes of ordinary people.

And the four people standing on the semi-finals of this autumn selection are not an exaggeration to say that they are the reserves of the Ten Masters. When I saw them, I seemed to see the future of the far moon, and the epitome of the future peak of the culinary world.

Yang Ming sat in the players' lounge, and his relaxed mood during the previous game was a little nervous, and it is also true that this game is different from the past after all, whether it is the audience or the opponent.

Having participated in so many competitions, the usual cooking competitions are also on a large scale, and the chefs who have come out of this rain of swords and guns naturally have their own ways to calm down.

And Yang Ming's solution is...... Sharpening.

I saw him sit quietly on the chair, put the azure whetstone taken out of the package on the table in front of him, and slowly and leisurely, freehand pushed the blade of the dragon-slayer across the whetstone, like a musician playing the violin.

After a while, the tip of the dragon-slaying knife seemed to be reborn, flashing with a terrifying silver glow, Yang Ming squinted his eyes at the blade to meet the light, and gently scraped the blade with his soft fingertips, making people worry about whether such a sharp blade would cut through his skin.

It seems that he is not too satisfied with the situation of the blade, Yang Ming continued to sprinkle some water, and continued to grind slowly, the first game was Ye Shan Liang against Nagi Alice, and the second game was his turn, and the time was still very early.

The TV in the lounge could see the live broadcast, but he didn't want to watch it.

Many chefs are now ditching whetstones in favor of something as easy and quick as a sharpener. However, it is difficult to adjust the angle of the knife sharpener, and the wear and tear of the kitchen knife is great, so Yang Ming still adheres to this simple and traditional way.

"Speaking of which, Kohei seems to use a whetstone, too. He also brought the whetstone from home to Yuanyue, and after watching him compete last time, he deliberately sharpened the knife again.

In fact, the level of a chef can be glimpsed from his attitude towards the kitchen knife in his hand.

Yang Ming was slowly sharpening the knife in his hand, but the thoughts in his mind did not stop for a moment, still rapidly calculating the process of the dishes to be made. Even now, the seasoning and process of the dish are not completely determined, and every second that passes, he will think of new ideas.

Spices, heat, techniques, knife work...... Any slight change can cause a series of small changes, and the cumulative result of these small changes will make a dish completely different from another.

Unfamiliar exam questions......

A strong opponent......

Tight deadlines......

That's it...... Let's give it a go and surpass both your past self and your past recipes......

"I prepared the ingredients three days ago, and they were all the best of the same type that Mito and Erina got from them. ”

"Because the seasoning sold in the market is not very good, I also prepared the seasoning myself, and it took two days to prepare.

"The dragon slayer is also sharpened, and it should be easy to cut it later. ”

"I've done my best, and the rest is left to heaven. ”

At this time, there were faint exclamations and noises from outside the door, and Yang Ming guessed that the game outside should have a result.

"Hello, is this Yang Ming?" the staff knocked on the door twice, unscrewed the handle, and shouted into the room, "Please prepare, the game will start in a while." ”

Yang Ming opened his mouth and couldn't help but ask what the result of the game outside was.

"Okay. Yang Ming gently wiped the dragon slayer clean, put it back in its original leather case, and then put away the water bottle and whetstone, "I'll go over right away." ”

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"Oh oh! it's out!" Yang Ming had just stepped out of the tunnel when he heard the spectators in the stands shouting his name, as if trying to get his attention.

"It's Senior Yang Ming!!"

Feeling that there were countless familiar eyes watching him, Yang Ming paused, pressed the dragon slayer lightly, and then continued walking.

Kohei Chuangzhen walked over from the entrance at the other end, and he could now experience the feeling of the original beauty and pityiades, obviously the two of them were on the field, but the audience was shouting Yang Ming's name, huh...... It's a little embarrassing.

However, he was obviously not such a person who was obsessed with these things, and the two of them walked to the center of the venue, and Xingping Chuangzhen greeted Yang Ming first.

"How does it feel?"

"Not bad. ”

"Then I'm really looking forward to it......" Kohei Sojin found that he actually felt a long-lost sense of excitement from Yang Ming.

"Well, in this game, either you die or I live. Yang Ming smiled and tied his long black hair back with a headband just in case it would get in the way.

"Of course!" Kohei Soma replied straightforwardly, but as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, "...... How do you feel like I'm dying according to what you said?"

"Hahahahaha......" The audience also laughed together, the two sides of the previous game have never had such a good atmosphere to chat.

"Okay......" On the platform between the moon and the sky, where the judges' seat was located, Dojima Gin, dressed in a formal suit, stood up with a microphone.

Yang Ming hadn't paid attention to it before, and then he realized that the judges on the judges' bench at this time were no longer the ones led by the first round led by Nagi Cut, but had become several graduates of the Far Moon School Park such as Dojima Gin, Mizuhara Fuyumi, and Dry Hinata Child.

Seeing Yang Mingchao and them looking over, Qianri Xiangzi smiled and waved his hand to say hello to him.

"Yuanyue School Park Autumn Selection,The second round of the second battle,Kohei Chuangzhen vs. Yang Ming!"

The title is "A Western-style main course". ”

"Cooking – Begin!"