"Master Chen, let's go to the contestant's bench and wait! There is still some time before the start of the preliminary round! Xu Ze took care of everything with ease, and when he came back, he took his side to the players' seat to wait for the opening of the game. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Hmm!" Feng Fengchen nodded, today he was wearing a black outfit, in order to disguise, his long silver hair was dyed black, and he wore a pale golden mask on his face, covering the position above the bridge of his nose.

The Tokyo Gymnasium, which has a capacity of 300,000 people, was full of people at this time, and every seat was occupied, and the loud noise was deafening.

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"Master, don't worry! With the cooking skills of the little junior brother, there will be no problem! Lan Xin's eldest apprentice, Lin Minghao, said in a confident tone, he knows Feng Fengchen's cooking skills, the youngest special chef in Chinese history, this is not a joke!

"Hey! I just don't feel at ease! Lan Xin sighed, without the confidence he had when talking to Feng Fengchen, through some channels, he inquired that among the chefs who participated in the Tokyo Cuisine Competition this time, there were many high-level celebrity chefs.

"It's useless to worry, let's see how the little junior brother plays!" Lin Minghao smiled, he didn't believe that Fengyuchen would have no hole cards, even if he faced a world-class celebrity chef, he would not necessarily lose!

"Master, go to the hall! The game over there is about to begin! The second apprentice Zhu Yu came over, and hurriedly shouted when he entered the room, but he had just explained the matter in the back kitchen, and immediately ran over.

At this moment, a private room downstairs was full of people, and there were about twenty or thirty of them, each staring at the LCD screen of more than 100 inches, which was broadcasting the cooking competition of the Tokyo Gymnasium live.

"Aoyama, are you there?" One of them picked up his mobile phone to make a call, and the other side was Li Qingshan, who was in Tokyo.

"It's here! It's in the player seat! "The phone was on amplification, and the whole room could hear it.

"That's good! Remember to take us to cheer for Uncle Xiaoshi! ”

The room was lively, and one by one they came over, yelling at their hands.

"Everyone, don't make a fuss, your ears are about to be deafened by you!" Li Qingshan kept the phone away from his ears, and even so, he could still hear all kinds of unexplained cheers!

"Who are you talking to? It's so noisy! Feng Fengchen, who was sitting in the player's seat waiting, heard a chaotic roar in Li Qingshan's hand, and asked curiously.

"No one! A friend who was watching the game called, and it happened to be at the game site, so it was a little noisy! Li Qingshan didn't tell Feng Fengyuchen about the people who were downstairs opposite Ju in his hand, he was afraid that it would be bad if the other party was distracted because of this.

At this time, Xu Ze ran over and said with a smile on his face: "Master Chen! In the preliminary round, we were assigned to the fifth ring, and there are still ten minutes to go! ”

Feng Fengchen nodded, and looked towards the arena in the middle of the gymnasium.

In the center of the entire gymnasium, there are 30 rings, each of which has five cooking tables, and only the winner can pass the preliminary round and enter the main competition!

The cooking duel is held every 30 minutes until the preliminary selection is completed.

More than 1,000 chefs have signed up for this year's Tokyo Cuisine Competition, which is far larger than the previous editions, and even if the previous editions are superimposed, there may not be as many contestants as this time!

Feng Fengchen, who was observing the surrounding players' seats, heard a familiar voice in his ears, turned his head to look, and there was a trace of unknown interest in his eyes, which was a coincidence!

"Come on, Seiichiro! Don't be eliminated in the preliminary round! Tomita Tomita is very unsure of Seiichiro's cooking skills, and he doesn't know that the one he brought in has a hope of competing for the championship.

"Well, don't worry! It's just a preliminary round! Seiichiro scanned the entire arena with interest.

This is the first time he has experienced such a competition, but the previous Tokyo Cuisine Competition has been extremely sluggish, and it barely attracts many people, and this is the first time he has heard of such a competition!

Suddenly, the noise around was lowered, and the countdown numbers appeared on the four huge screens supported in the middle of the arena, and 05:00 was displayed at this time!

Five minutes countdown!

From the square came out loudspeakers:

"Welcome to the cooking contest that is taking place at the Tokyo Gymnasium! I am everyone's favorite dream Xiaoyuan, and I will preside over this grand event for you today! ”

"Today's competition is the preliminary round, only through the preliminary round can you enter the main round, all the chefs of the competition should pay attention, don't relax because it is the preliminary round, and it will be miserable if you are eliminated at that time!"

"Just kidding! Don't worry, players! ”

"There are still three minutes to go! Please go to your cooking table and prepare for the competition! ”

Madoka Meng ended the call and announced the time of the game.

"Come on, Uncle Junior!" Li Qingshan made a gesture of encouragement towards Feng Fengchen, then turned around and didn't know what he was talking about on the phone.

"Master Chen is relying on you!" Xu Ze rubbed his hands, his eyes full of excitement.

Feng Fengchen nodded, picked up the box containing the morning dew knife, and walked towards the arena.

The Morning Dew Knife is a spiritual weapon that can control its own weight, and in Feng Feng Chen's hands, its weight is no different from a feather.

One hundred and fifty contestants in white chef suits walked towards the arena, and to everyone's speechlessness, almost all of them came with their faces covered, and more than half of the chefs wore a mask on their faces.

"! Is this a cooking contest or a masquerade party! Why do they all wear a mask! ”

"Wow! There's a Monkey King mask over there! ”

"That's Shura's mask! Well! Even the mask of a skull! ”

"What is the skull mask, look at the one on the very edge, the fifth cooking table in Ring 38, the mask this guy is wearing has exploded!"

"I'll go! I give full marks for this mask! ”

"What a mask I'll see! Awesome my brother! That's awesome! This is a tyrant! Blinded me! ”

The mask that was hotly discussed by everyone was actually a smiling Buddha made of gold, and the color of pure gold blinded the audience's eyes, and with the broadcast of the big screen, this golden mask caused a huge sensation!

What the? You say this mask isn't made of gold?

Then take a closer look at the logo on this person's back, and the string reads, Kim Tai Fook Jewelry Special Sponsorship, 24K Gold Smiling Buddha!

There are many people like this who stand on the stage, either on their backs or on their chests.

All kinds of advertising slogans, as well as sponsors, so-and-so kitchenware, so-and-so cars, so-and-so flour, rice, greasy, even toilets!

After causing a stir in the audience, the countdown entered the final ten seconds......

As the four screens go from ten to zero, the red number pattern disappears, and a wheel of twenty grids appears, each marked with a theme.

These are voted on by the audience, and whichever theme gets the most votes is named the theme of the showdown, and the chefs have to cook according to the chosen theme.

Madoka Meng's voice resounded through the loudspeakers in the arena again.

"Audience members, pick up the button next to you, vote according to the numbers on the top and on the screen, and you will choose the dishes cooked by the contestants!"

"Vote for one minute, start now!" (To be continued.) )