The questions in the last round really made Zheng Ke fall into distress.

It's easy to make a Western-style dessert, but it's even more difficult to make a dessert that can beat Hiroshi Katagiri.

Katagiri Yang's Western food foundation may be very weak, but his preparation time is twice as long as Zheng Ke's, not to mention, it is not excluded that others may help him with advice and even write recipes, especially those who are eliminated or foreign players, are likely to become Katagiri Yang's help.

In general, Zheng Ke's situation is not too bad, but it is not too good.

There are many types of Western desserts, and Zheng Ke can only try them one by one. Fortunately, Catherine and Akane Kubo Momo made a lot of suggestions after tasting them, which also made Zheng Ke's dessert gradually complete.

When Zheng Ke was studying cooking, Takasugi Shouji had to leave early in order to take care of the business in the store, and Kikuchi Sonoka also returned to Tokyo after being interviewed by major media, and promised that he would definitely come over to cheer Zheng Ke on the day of the competition. As for Hua Zemu, it is the same as Absolun's love (smell) and good (taste), wearing swimming trunks every day, holding a lifebuoy, and surfing on the beach outside. Of course, their target is not the soft sand or the cool sea, but the young girls in their bathing suits.

A week passed by and the whole villa was surrounded by both relaxed and tense atmospheres. But for many more, they are here for one purpose, to witness the birth of the last qualifying spot. The major media also used a full page to render the atmosphere before the final, and more and more people focused their attention on this most critical game.

On the day of the game, outside the Celestial Villa, the crowd gathered early. As far as the eye can see, parasols of various colors are erected on the beach, like colorful mushrooms.

Kobayashi Gentian and Eiyama Ezuya also came to the beach early. The dining table, parasols, stools, all these props were placed, and she lay limply on the table.

"Ruishan, I want to eat, you bring out your best food. Kobayashi Gentian said casually.

"How can I have so many good dishes? No!" Ruishan Zhizu was also tortured by Kobayashi Gentian and lost his temper, and glared at Kobayashi Gentian angrily.

Kobayashi was not angry either, yawned and closed his eyes.

In order to watch this game, she got up very early, and until now, she is still tired and can't open her eyes at all.

"By the way, if the game starts, be sure to call me. Zheng Ke has a great chance of winning this time, and I also have to keep my spirit up and cheer him on. Kobayashi Gentian muttered to himself.

Ruishan Zhizu also clenched his teeth, eager to drive Kobayashi Gentian back,

Really, for a period of time, I was like Kobayashi Gentian's nanny, and I was really fed up with her.

Having said that, today's game is also very important to Junketing, as long as Zheng Ke can get the appearance quota, the media will definitely report on it at that time, and the resulting publicity effect is far more than advertising alone.

So, Zheng Ke, you must win!

Kobayashi Gentian and Eiyama Ezuzu also have different moods and wait for the final match.

Meanwhile, in the corner of the beach, Nakamura is lying on a deck chair and watching the big screen.

"When does the game start?" Nakamura glanced at Kyotake Kawaguchi beside him.

"Ten o'clock in the morning. ”

Nakamura glanced at his watch, there was still an hour, and after a little wait, the game should be about to start, "You can lie down and rest too? ”

"Thank you, Mr. Nakamura. Kawaguchi bowed deeply and lay down on another recliner.

The beach outside the villa was just full of tension, and in the lounge hall, the air seemed to be condensed, and a depressing atmosphere made every player and reporter feel uncomfortable. They wanted to leave, but they were afraid of missing out on a great game.

Absolon scratched his forehead and looked around, almost everyone's eyes were fixed on the big screen, but on the big screen, there was nothing but the empty kitchen.

"Hey, sister, how is Zheng Ke preparing?"

Although it was a sound from Absolon's throat, it was already very loud to outsiders.

Catherine glanced at Absolon angrily, it was really out of place to talk about it on such a nervous occasion.

"No problem, I've tried it, absolutely no problem. Akane Kubo Momo hugged the puppet tightly and muttered to herself. She doesn't care what other people think of her, she only recounts and speculates.

As the person who has the deepest understanding of desserts in Yuanyue Academy, she is very confident in her judgment.

"Flutter. ”

After Akane Kubo finished speaking, a clear laugh came from the rear not far away. Akane Kubo Momo turned around, only to see four or five Westerners waving at her.

Catherine also turned her head and glanced at the laughing people, one of whom furrowed her brows, the top student of the Soragi Food School she met on her first day at the villa.

"A bunch of clowns. Catherine looked at the men disapprovingly, and frowned in frustration.

If she is promoted to the third grade, she will definitely have the ability to make the Soragi Cooking School pay the price for this provocation. But this time, she didn't have much to do.

"What's the matter with them?" Absolon asked in a whisper.

"What else can you do? Isn't it just to give Katagiri some cooking?" Catherine frowned, this kind of thing can be guessed with her toes.

"Huh, they?" Absolon was stunned, "With their help, Zheng Ke may lose." ”

"Impossible!" Catherine and Akane Kubo said in unison.

Kikuchi Yuanguo's eyes narrowed, although she didn't know what Zheng Ke was cooking, but the strong support of Catherine and Akane Kubo Momo also made her look forward to Zheng Ke's cooking.

"Okay, don't talk about it, the staff starts delivering the ingredients, and the game is about to start. Hanazawamu reminded the three of them.

Catherine looked up at the big screen, and sure enough, the staff pushed the carts one after another, sending the ingredients into the arena.

The contest is imminent.

Zheng Ke closed his eyes and sat quietly in the lounge.

Yesterday – perhaps today would be more appropriate – was so tired that he was adjusting the taste of the dessert until four or five o'clock in the evening. The only thing to be thankful for is that the taste of the food makes him very satisfied.

"Knock knock. There was a knock at the door.

"Mr. Zheng, the competition is about to start, please get ready. ”

"Got it. Zheng Ke took a deep breath, got up from the sofa, opened the door, and walked towards the door.