Liu Qingyue looked at Ye Xiaofan for a while, and her heart became more and more shocked, and she didn't even notice that her finger bones were pinched white.

"At most, he is only good at handling ingredients, a perfect dish, the cooking process is the most important!" Liu Qingyue snorted secretly, retracted his gaze, and continued to process the ingredients.

At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, Liu Qingyue's Buddha jumping over the wall was the first to be completed.

At this moment, most of the sports fields of Gusu University were filled with an attractive fragrance.

The judges on the stage, looking at the Buddha jumping over the wall, did not know how much saliva they had swallowed.

"Sure enough, it is a famous dish that won the championship in the World Culinary Competition! It is really an eye-opener!" The judges were full of praise for the Buddha jumping over the wall made by Liu Qingyue.

At this time, a judge looked at Ye Xiaofan in the audience: "It's also a Buddha jumping over the wall, why isn't that young man okay?"

The other judges next to him were also puzzled: "I noticed earlier that the time it took him to process the ingredients was much shorter than that of Miss Liu, so it stands to reason that it should be completed in advance." ”

Liu Qingfeng came to Ye Xiaofan's table and said mockingly: "The Buddha you made jumped over the wall, it hasn't been stewed for so long, it can't be stewed!"

Chen Honglin, who was next to Ye Xiaofan, snorted: "Little white face, what are you so proud of! Wait for your sixth sister to lose, don't cry!"

Ye Xiaofan smiled and raised his hand to interrupt the dispute between the two: "Let them taste what your sixth sister made first, otherwise, these judges will eat my Buddha and jump over the wall, I am afraid that what your sister did, they will be difficult to swallow." ”

"Arrogance!" Liu Qingfeng glared at him and looked at Ye Xiaofan angrily.

Liu Qingyue, who was not far away, also had anger in her beautiful eyes: "I don't know how your cooking skills are." However, your ability to talk big is not small!"

"Let's just tell the truth. Ye Xiaofan smiled indifferently.

"It's a matter of tongue!" Liu Qingyue glanced at Ye Xiaofan coldly, and turned her head to look at the judges on the stage, "Please start tasting! I want to see if he can go crazy later!"

The judges on the stage no longer hesitated and began to taste the Buddha jumping over the wall made by Liu Qingyue.

There was no surprise in the result, Liu Qingyue was able to win the championship in the World Chef God Competition, which in itself is a proof of strength. At this time, she once again took out her best dishes, which naturally convinced the judges on the stage.

"Sure enough, there is no vanity under the fame, Miss Liu's name as a beautiful chef god is worthy of the name!"

"On this trip to Gusu, I saw Miss Liu personally take action and tasted the champion dishes of the Chef God Competition, and I have no regrets in this life!"

"Thanks to Miss Liu, I feel that if I study carefully after I go back, my cooking skills will definitely make great progress!"

Seeing the reactions of the judges on the stage, no one still felt that Ye Xiaofan had any chance of winning.

"This kid, knowing the prestige of the beautiful chef god of others, but still handing his face to others to step on, does he mean that he is stupid? Or is he brave and fearless?"

Chen Honglin patted Ye Xiaofan on the shoulder: "Little rice ball, you don't have any psychological burden, if you lose, you will lose, after all, she is a beautiful chef and a famous existence." There's nothing to be ashamed of even if you can't compare! Tonight, we'll call Yang Jun and go to drink with you and sing K!"

Although he was quite skilled when he watched Ye Xiaofan jump over the wall before, at this critical moment, Chen Honglin still didn't think that Ye Xiaofan's cooking skills were comparable to Liu Qingyue.

"You guys are really superficial brothers, you have so little confidence in me. Ye Xiaofan shook his head with a smile, and asked someone to jump over the wall by himself, which was presented to the judges on the stage.

What puzzled the students of Gusu University was that the judges on the stage were silent after tasting Ye Xiaofan's Buddha jumping over the wall.

"What's the situation now? Why doesn't everyone speak? Is it too unpalatable? Or is it ......?"

Noticing the reaction of the judges, Liu Qingyue also frowned, abnormal, it was really abnormal!

Liu Qingfeng smiled indifferently: "Sixth sister, don't worry, you are a god of cooking, how can that kid's cooking skills be comparable to you!"

"In my opinion, it should be that kid's Buddha jumping over the wall is too unpalatable, and now those judges are getting angry!"

Liu Qingyue is not as optimistic as Liu Qingfeng.

Just as Liu Qingyue was about to say something, the judges on the stage, after a short exchange, one of the oldest celebrity chef judges stood up: "After tasting and discussing with our jury, we unanimously agreed that the winner of this cooking competition is, Miss Liu Qingyue!"

Hearing this, the smile on Ye Xiaofan's face gradually disappeared.

The other students at Gusu University were not surprised by this result.

"Sure enough, reality is reality, there are no miracles, and the final winner is the beautiful chef god!"

"Look at that kid's face, it's so ugly!"

"No matter how ugly it is, it's not self-inflicted? I can't blame others!"

Hearing all kinds of mockery around them, Chen Honglin and Zhou Xiong patted Ye Xiaofan's shoulder comfortingly: "No matter what, we all believe that you are the best!"

Ye Xiaofan didn't speak, but just stepped out, "I asked to exchange and taste each other's dishes! And, in an anonymous way, the Buddha made by the two of us jumped over the wall, and ten people were randomly selected from the students here to taste!"

It's not that Ye Xiaofan can't accept the reality, but out of confidence in his strength.

He is now the world's top chef, and the worst result is a tie with Liu Qingyue. There is absolutely no reason to lose!

As soon as Ye Xiaofan's words came out, the judges on the stage glared at him angrily.

"Young man, are you questioning our professionalism!"

Ye Xiaofan chuckled, his face full of mockery: "If I really don't have the same skills, then if I lose, I will lose, and I will be convinced." But ask yourselves. Now that the results of this competition are not a little boring!"

"Ridiculous, it's ridiculous!" the oldest whitebeard judge couldn't help but shoot the case. "You are not only questioning our professionalism, but also provoking our authority!"

"I'll just ask you, do you dare to swear with the lives of your whole family, saying that there is no problem with the results of the competition you gave!" Ye Xiaofan's face was calm and he sneered.

Liu Qingfeng stood up at this time and sneered: "Some people just don't cry when they don't see the coffin! Now, no matter what happens to you, the result will not change in any way! In this case, what about satisfying his requirements!"

"I firmly believe that my sixth sister's cooking skills must be countless times stronger than him!"

Liu Qingyue also looked at the judges on the stage and said calmly: "Just do what he says." The iron-clad reality will make him even more desperate. ”