Liu Nana smiled and held the microphone, and announced loudly: "Several judges have gone through a comprehensive evaluation, and in strict accordance with the scoring criteria, they have made a comprehensive evaluation in five aspects: color, shape, taste, heat and texture, and the results of the competition will be announced soon!"

It's coming, it's finally here!

Can Yusaku Oda, a top master, successfully defend his title? Or will the newcomer of the dark horse make an upset counterattack?

All the cameras on the scene were pointed at one of the judges of this competition, and Chang Zhaowu, who was also the behind-the-scenes sponsor who planned the whole event, held a small card in his hand. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Chang Zhaowu's face was pale, and he didn't say a word, as if he had forgotten that he should announce the results.

"The two sides of today's competition have different styles, but they are both extraordinary, and today's competition is really exciting! I really can't wait to know what the final result is!" Liu Nana quietly helped Chang Zhaowu resolve the embarrassment of the cold field, and also hinted that it was time for him to announce the results.

"The overall score of 100 birds returning to the nest is 267 points, the overall score of A Midsummer Night's Dream is 165 points, and the final winning work is Yusaku Oda's 100 birds returning to the nest!"

The results were announced, but apart from sparse applause, there was no expected enthusiastic applause or cheers.

"What is the perfect score, 300 points? How can A Midsummer Night's Dream be 102 points worse than a hundred birds?

"The total score of 100 birds returning to the nest is 267 points, and the average score is 89 points for each judge, which is also quite reasonable. But a Midsummer Night's Dream of 165 points, on average, each judge gave it only 55 points. ”

"Damn, isn't it? A Midsummer Night's Dream has a total score of only 55? If you want me to say, that hypnotic glowing caviar alone can score at least 80 points!"

"Why is there only such a small score? How do you fight? There must be a shady scene in this!" Takeo was very angry, "He also pretended to score in 5 aspects, pretending to be very professional." As a result, my master's average score is only 55 points? If there is no shady scene in this, I will eat the microphone!"

"That's right, how the hell is this score?

The people who supported Chang Zhaowen were all indignant, and even those who were optimistic about Oda Yusaku felt that such a disparity in scores was a bit exaggerated.

"Mr. Chang Zhaowen," said Cointreau, who was sitting on the judges' seat, suddenly said, "It seems to me that this 'A Midsummer Night's Dream' is perfect, no, it even surpasses perfection!

What the?

Mr. Cointreau gave "A Midsummer Night's Dream" a perfect score of 100?

There was an instant uproar in the audience!

Out of a total score of 300 points, Cointreau gave 100 points as one of the judges, that is, the remaining two judges together only gave 65 points!

How is this possible?

This is the naked black curtain!

Zhang Guodong and Chang Zhaowu exchanged a look uneasily, not good, the pressure was too strong when he was scoring just now, as if the scene was about to get out of control.

Chang Zhaowu hurriedly held the microphone: "Everyone, our scoring is strictly in accordance with the norms, Mr. Cointreau may be too emotional for a while, and some emotional ......"

"What do you mean by me being emotional?" Cointreau stood up excitedly, his face flushed, "I think you are so strange, such a magical work, have you really not been moved by its beautiful light? have you seen so many whimsical ideas in any other work? and, in good conscience, have you ever eaten such a great dessert?"

"It's just that although I didn't taste it myself, I'm drunk just by smelling it!"

"Don't talk about smelling, just looking at it makes people's bones crispy!"

"This is not scientific, three judges, there is such a big difference in the scores of the same work, who is the problem?"

"Mr. Zhang Guodong is the No. 1 food judge in China, but Cointreau is the president of the world's top dessert school, and they are all professionals, what is the situation!"

There are too many slots in this, and this situation is too weird, right?!

The scene was almost a mess, and the barrage on the major live broadcast software was also beating wildly, everyone had their own opinions, some people said that Zhang Guodong and Chang Zhaowu were unfair, and some people said that Cointreau's reaction was too abnormal, did he take the benefits of Chang Zhaowen, is it a trust?

"Everyone, be quiet, and invite Yusaku Oda, the creator of the winning work, to explain to us his creative philosophy!" Liu Nana's voice was steady, but her heart had already become a mess, and the reaction on the scene far exceeded her expectations, because of the audience's arguments, her words were interrupted again and again, and if you let everyone continue to be so noisy, today's process will be all wasted.

It was already five minutes later than planned, and at this point in the original plan, Yusaku Oda should have finished explaining his competition works, and she should have people push the other works that Oda had prepared in advance from the backstage to the stage and invite the VIPs in the audience to taste them.

"Damn, is this a foregone conclusion? That's how Oda won?"

That doesn't seem appropriate, does it?

The doubts at the scene did not subside because of Liu Nana's appeal, but intensified.

What kind of plane are you doing, call us to watch the game, but the score is so ridiculous, you don't even pay attention to the objections, do you treat us like monkeys?

Most of the guests in the audience are VIPs of Yue Ding Xuan, and their opinions have never been ignored like this!

Zhang Guodong's face turned green, this time he was embarrassed, he was a big shame, he was now starting to be a little annoyed, why did he take such a job in the first place? Although in addition to the judges' appearance fee, he received an additional sum of money from the Chang Group, but he knew that it would be so embarrassing, he would rather not make that money.

It's not a way to just make such a noise, Chang Zhaowen suddenly got up, walked back to the field in full view of everyone, and came to the cooking table where he was competing.

Why did this person come up to the stage again? Liu Nana's nervous lips turned white, and she waved her hand vigorously at Chang Zhaowen, signaling him to go down. Is this person coming to smash the scene because she is not satisfied with the results? She has presided over so many events, and there has never been a situation like today, which is so chaotic and chaotic.

Chang Zhaowen didn't even look at Liu Nana, he bent down and dragged out the huge toolbox he brought from the cooking table, everything was expected by him, they all said that facts speak louder than words, now, he wants to let everyone see, what is the truth!

There were several large square boxes neatly stacked in the toolbox, and he took out the top one and opened the lid of the box—and there was a Midsummer Night's Dream that was exactly like his entry!