The man leaned over slightly and whispered in her ear for a while, Chu Yao's expression slowly turned from the initial doubt to surprise, and when Lei Ziqian finished speaking, her bright eyes looked at Gao Qing on the stage with contempt, and then turned to Bei Xiaorou on the side, with a slight anger in her eyes, I really don't know how this woman was so easily framed by someone designing.

Shaking her head slightly, she retracted her gaze to look at the man beside her with a murderous face, and nodded heavily to reassure: "Don't worry, brother, leave it to me." ”

A sly smile tugged at the corners of her lips, and she got up and left her seat and walked out, while the man turned his eyes back to the woman on the stage, and no one paid much attention to the scene between them.

Time passed slowly, and all the contestants on the stage had entered the final stage, only Pei Xiaorou put the cake that had been formed and looked quite strange into the oven, and the progress seemed to be much slower than the other contestants, which couldn't help but make the people who paid attention to her a little anxious.

However, the little woman's expression was still so unhurried, after she adjusted the temperature and time, a relieved smile bloomed on her little face, the most difficult part has been completed, and the rest is much easier to do.

Turned around and walked back to the stage, bowed his head and continued to prepare the decoration materials needed for the future, while Gao Qing, who had already put the cake in the refrigerator and waited for the time to take it out, took this opportunity to secretly observe the situation of the only woman who could be regarded as an opponent in this game.

Seeing that she was still bowing her head and beating again, she couldn't help but hook her lips slightly, revealing a scornful smile, obviously confidently thinking that her progress was too slow and that she would not be able to catch up in time.

No matter how anxious everyone was for her, or happy to see a good show, the woman was always focused on doing what she had in her hands, without a trace of distraction.

As time passed, the game was coming to an end, and the other contestants on the stage had already made cakes, and the four cakes with their own characteristics and exquisite shapes were placed on the table, which made people appreciate at the same time, and their eyes couldn't help but fall on the only woman on the stage who was still busy.

Bei Xiaorou was facing away from everyone at the moment, her figure blocked everyone's view, and she could only see her hands swinging from a distance, and she couldn't see what she was doing.

But because of this, everyone's eyes became more and more curious, and they stared at her with anticipation, and their eager eyes seemed to be eager to penetrate her body and see what kind of finished product she was blocking.

The three mothers of pearl in the audience were even more tightly holding their hearts, looking at her without blinking, and their tightly clasped hands oozing a trace of nervous sweat.

Lei Ziqian on the side pursed his lips lightly, his handsome face was slightly condensed, and his big hand on the handle of the chair tightened slightly, and he actually felt a little nervous at this time.

On the contrary, because of the position, the players on the stage can more or less peek into some slight gaps, and just like this shocking glance, their eyes are slightly changing, as if surprised, and amazing.

Gao Qing, who was on Bei Xiaorou's side, was the only person in the audience who could basically see the whole picture of the cake in front of her, his eyes widened suddenly, and his face turned from indifferent from scorning at the beginning, to disbelief. The corners of his mouth were originally hooked up with a smug sneer, but he froze in an instant, his hands hanging down his side were clenched tightly, and his eyes fell on the cake in a daze, and he was stunned and shocked.

Bei Xiaorou, who finally finished the last step of decoration, her shining eyes surged with soft pleasure, she took a step back slightly, stared at the finally finished cake in front of her, the corners of her lips were gently raised, and she smiled softly, slowly moved away and walked to the side, bowing her head to clean up the remaining materials on the countertop.

She retreated, so that everyone was finally able to see the cake clearly, their eyes faded from curiosity, and invariably floated up with amazing admiration, some even whispered "so beautiful", and the ten judges on the judges' seat also had their eyes lit up, looking at the cake intently, their eyes were full of amazement.

Yuan Zhendong, who was sitting in the center, burst out of a bright light with amber eyes, his eyes were locked on the cake, and he examined every place he could see inch by inch, and after a while, the corners of his lips slowly raised a faint smile, and he turned to look at Pei Xiaorou's gaze, with a touch of appreciation.

It was a white and plain high-rise cake, the bottom mold was only eight inches in size, slowly converging up into a spire, looking into the distance as if it was a small hilltop covered with snow, it seemed to be plain, but the height was scattered, occasionally revealing some brown and yellow branches, and a few dead leaves hanging on it, bringing a touch of gloomy color.

And the most amazing thing is that on the high branch located at the top of the white mountain, under the melting snow, a bud of plum blossoms poking out of the branches, a touch of red dotted in the white expanse, like a sudden warmth in the cold winter, so dazzling and beautiful.

This is not just a cake, but also a beautiful work of art, which hits people's hearts, making people seem to feel the cold wind blowing on their faces, as well as the fragrance of plum blossoms.

The eyes of the audience were fixed on this beautiful work of art, and against its backdrop, the cake made by several other contestants inevitably looked a little clichéd, and there was a little less amazing, and they lost one point first.

In the audience, Lei Ziqian saw this cake for the first time, and his black eyes suddenly shot out a bright light, but unlike the eyes of everyone in the audience who were staring at the cake and were reluctant to look away, he quickly turned his eyes to look at the woman, his handsome face was gentle into an ocean current, so deep and spoiled, full of pity.

The host walked on the stage under the eyes of the audience in amazement and admiration, and his face also had a hint of amazement that had not faded, and after a light noise, he opened his mouth to announce that the time for the game had come, and finally broke the atmosphere of the audience immersed in appreciation.

The audience suddenly came back to their senses, and immediately applauded one after another, not knowing whether they were excited that the game was finally about to reveal the results, or whether they were belated applause for Pei Xiaorou's cake.

The host then announced the judging process, according to the order of the contestants' entry numbers, the cake will be placed on the round table in the center of the stage, and the judges will score according to the shape and taste, and finally combine the total scores of the ten judges, plus the scores obtained in the first few levels of the competition, and the one with the highest score will be the final champion.

Finally, at the last and most important level, not only the contestants on the stage, but also the audience under the stage, all looked at the ten judges present with the final decision-making power with bated breath, their eyes did not blink, for fear of missing any wonderful comments.

The atmosphere of the scene seemed tense and suffocating for a while, only the judges were full of seriousness mixed with strict comments one by one, and at this moment, everyone silently kept a quiet arena sounded, or mixed with bursts of applause every time they finished commenting on a contestant.