Zheng Ke understood Catherine's feelings. If he is placed in Group D, he will definitely stay up all night, of course, correspondingly, Cheng Huaizhi will not sit still, and must have spent a lot of energy preparing for today's game - Cheng Huaizhi should hate meeting Fu Xiuyun in the quarterfinals even more.

"How's the preparation?" Zheng Ke asked.

"It's okay, dessert...... There should be no problem. Catherine's face was a little helpless, and it was not quite consistent with what she said.

Zheng Ke nodded, there are many factors that affect the game, even Catherine, she is not 100% sure that she will definitely win Cheng Huaizhi. Besides, there are many differences between Chinese desserts from the East and the West, and most importantly, the tastes of the judges should also be taken into account.

The group stage of Group D is not so easy.

Zheng Ke glanced at Anier again, and the little girl and Catherine were in a group. Catherine and Cheng Huaizhi stood in front of her, and there was little hope of promotion, and the fate of a round of tours was inevitable.

Seeing Anelle's listless appearance, she should have stayed up late, eaten a sandwich, and could fall asleep at any time.

Among the five people at a table, Zheng Ke and Catherine had the best energy, and the other three were drowsy after eating.

Zheng Ke and Catherine chatted casually, and then saw that the LCD TV in the restaurant was turned on by the staff, and the young man appeared on the screen yesterday.

"Please pay attention to the participants of the-blue, gather in the lobby immediately, follow the instructions of the team leader, and line up and divide into groups. On a repeat......"

The five of them looked at each other, got up from their seats, went to their respective practice rooms, took their knives and chef clothes, and came to the hall to meet the others.

Four middle-aged people in suits divided the 20 players into groups A, B, C, and D by yesterday's draw.

In each group, six cars are arranged, and in addition to the car that leads the way, the remaining five players each take a car.

The cars of the camera crew drove to the competition venue one after the other, together with the cars of the athletes.

The four race tracks, respectively in the four directions of the Xingli Hotel, after the first intersection, the four groups of cars went their separate ways.

Zheng Ke closed his eyes and calmly waited for the car to drive to the end.

He didn't know much about Yangcheng, so he didn't know where the match of Group C was, but he heard that this volleyball hall was only an hour away from the Xingli Hotel.

When the car parked in the parking lot of the venue, it was not yet 12 o'clock, and this time it took only 50 minutes for the players to reach their destination.

The door opened, and as soon as the five players got out of the car, the flashing lights immediately lit up on both sides of the stall.

Zheng Ke glanced at the reporters and spectators standing behind the guardrail, and was a little surprised. He didn't expect Yangcheng to attach so much importance to this cooking competition, and the specifications were no less than a certain sport, and someone even held up a giant poster of Que Zhengqing.

Que Zhengqing was originally relatively handsome, but after retouching, he was even more delicate, but a little less masculine. However, it can be seen that Que Zhengqing has a certain popularity in China, especially because it is still Liu Haolin's territory.

Having said that, Que Zhengqing's image is indeed better than Liu Haolin, not only with a taller figure, but also with a more delicate appearance.

Zheng Ke glanced at Que Zhengqing with a playful gaze, but heard the other party let out a cold snort, it was obvious that he didn't want to see this.

After entering the gate of the volleyball court, the five players followed the team leader into the players' lounge.

"Please change your clothes, the game will start in an hour. After being reminded, the team leader pushed the door and left.

The five people looked at each other with different expressions.

Zheng Ke, Luke and Que Zhengqing knew each other, but the other two players had no impression, and these two people didn't seem to plan to know Zheng Ke, after taking a look at Zheng Ke and Que Zhengqing, they turned around and entered the locker room.

"Do you know them?" asked Luke.

"Yes, the red-haired chef named Huck was my classmate in Everton. However, he is much older than me, and he is almost thirty, right? After graduation, he has been running his own restaurant, the business is very prosperous, and he has a great reputation in his city. I am afraid that I accepted the-blue's invitation this time to build momentum for my restaurant, right? As long as he wins the championship, his star restaurant is almost a certainty, right?"

"And what about his strength?" asked Zheng Ke.

Whether it can become a star-rated restaurant does not depend on whether it is popular, but on hard power.

The corners of Luke's mouth turned up, and he smiled without saying a word.

Zheng Ke nodded, even if Luke didn't know what he said, he could imagine Luke's thoughts.

"What about the other one?" Zheng Ke continued.

"His name is Hector, and all I know is that he won against Lee Dong Seong in the qualifiers for the American region. Other than that, I don't know much about it. Luke said succinctly.

Li Dongcheng's strength is also not bad, and being able to win against Li Dongcheng shows that Hector also has good strength.

After Hector and Huck came out of the locker room, Zheng Ke and the three of them also entered the locker room, changed into chef clothes, and then checked the knives again, and after making sure that they were correct, they quietly waited for the game to start.

The venue in the TV has already made eighty percent of the audience, and many people are cheering for Que Zhengqing.

"Lao Que, I didn't expect you to be so popular in Huaxia. Zheng Ke said.

"It's just because this is China, if it's in France, it must be your popularity, believe it or not?" Que Zhengqing wants to be a champion, but he doesn't want to be an idol.

"I don't believe it. Zheng Ke shook his head.

Que Zhengqing blinked, and suddenly remembered that Zheng Ke had not participated in the competition in the past year, and his exposure was estimated to be less than his own.

"You guy, you went to Lanji and made your ranking so low. If you stay in Japan honestly, there is no such thing as that bastard in second place. ”

"In that case, the third place won't be your business. Zheng Ke chuckled.

“……”

Que Zhengqing glared at Zheng Ke, this guy is really annoying to speak.

"So what level of cooking are you now? You won't regress, will you? I'm hopeful? Don't let me down. Luke reminded.

Zheng Ke was just about to open his mouth to explain, when there was a knock at the door.

The five of them turned their heads in unison and looked at the door.

"Guys, it's your turn. The game is about to begin. ”

Zheng Ke glanced at the clock on the wall, twelve forty o'clock.

"Let's go. If you want to know what level of my cooking skills are, it should be convincing for the judges to evaluate them, right?" asked Zheng Ke.

"It's also - the two of us, let the outcome of the game be determined by who is stronger and who is weak, right?" Luke looked at Zheng Ke, and the smile on his face was put away.

Que Zhengqing snorted coldly, lifted his kitchen knife, and walked out of the room first.

Luke...... Zheng Ke...... I'm going to decide the first place in the group.

Que Zhengqing's brows furrowed slightly, and his teeth clenched his lips.