Early in the morning, the square was already crowded, but fortunately there was a passage specially prepared for the contestants, otherwise Belén would have struggled to squeeze in.

Last night's mood can be described as very bad, but fortunately, after Latil and the others came back, they brought some interesting things about part-time work, which made Belen's mood improve, but when I woke up this morning, my mind was full of bonuses and Lumia's affairs.

When he came to the viewing seat in the field, Belen saw Lumia's figure again, so he walked over naturally again, and then sat on the seat next to the girl.

Belen sat in his seat for a few moments, not feeling the gaze from beside him, grinding his teeth, and then decided to create the topic himself.

"That's... Lumia, today's 32-2 game is not over yet, why are you here? ”

Lumia didn't play today, so is she here to watch the game today? Belen thought so, and then he suddenly saw the girl turn her head to look, and his heart skipped a beat, and he was a little expecting the girl to respond to her.

"Oh yes."

Lumia was also stunned, and then nodded, only then did she remember that she had won the game yesterday, and there was no game today, so she didn't have to watch the game here.

The appearance of the girl's natural stay attribute also made Belen happy, as if the situation had improved, but just when he wanted to continue the topic, he was suddenly stunned.

"Lumia! Where are you going? ”

When he saw that the girl actually stood up to leave, Belen subconsciously shouted, and the girl turned her head to look at him after hearing it.

"I didn't play today."

After Lumia said this, she turned around and continued to leave the passage outside the court.

“......”

Watching the girl leave, Belen sat there in a daze, always feeling that something was wrong, why did Lumia leave?!

It's true that there is no competition, but...

But what?

Belen didn't know what it was, and he put his hand on his forehead in distress at the moment, he might not have enough IQ, why do you want to talk about this kind of topic?

After Lumia left, Belen sat here alone to watch the game, and at the moment his face was expressionless, so that the people around him were very consciously avoided.

This man seems to be in a bad mood.

Some of the people who saw Belen's expression were aware of this.

After the three judges were seated, the host immediately announced the start of the second day of the competition for the top 32, and cheers rang out.

Despite the constant noise outside the court, Belen still has that expressionless appearance, and he wants to keep a normal heart now, otherwise the game will not be beaten.

"Aha! It's finally my turn! ”

What was shaken out was the serial number seven, that is, the red-haired young man Zhan Fulie, codenamed "Hot King", who was immediately excited when he saw that he was drawn.

Zhan Fulie glanced at his opponent, then sighed and shook his head, and said to himself, "It's really not challenging to always play some boring guys." ”

"Hey! You're so arrogant! ”

Opposite the red-haired young man was a middle-aged man, who had also been in the kitchen industry for many years, and although Zhan Fulie's voice was very soft, he was still heard, and he couldn't help it at the moment.

For this red-haired young man's previous competition, he naturally witnessed it with his own eyes, and he was indeed very powerful, but relying on his strength to be so disrespectful to him as a senior, which made him very dissatisfied, no matter how he was, he was also a chef with a reputation in the kitchen industry, how could his strength be weak?

Jeffrey gave his opponent a mocking "heh", glanced at him with disdain, and then walked to his kitchen table, and put the kitchen utensils box hanging beside him, not intending to continue to deal with the guy who was starting to get irritable.

For the attitude of this red-haired young man, many people feel helpless, it is really a full score of mockery skills, it is estimated that whoever meets this guy will want to teach him a lesson.

But even if you want to teach him a lesson, you can defeat him in cuisine!

And the middle-aged man also eased up after a while, and then walked to his kitchen table with a cold snort, for their chefs, only in the cooking can they distinguish the winner and the loser, he wants to let that arrogant boy take a good look at the power of his predecessors!

However, after announcing the results, Zhan Fulie said another mocking "heh" to the middle-aged man, muttering "It's really not challenging", and the senior who said this sentence almost vomited a mouthful of blood.

The one who won was none other than Jamfried, and he himself did not think he would lose from the beginning.

Are young people so terrible now?

Countless people looked at each other after seeing the results, and none of the few young people who advanced to the competition this time was a fuel-efficient lamp.

Even those seniors who have been in the culinary industry for many years feel very troubled, because the strength of these later young people is really unexpected.

Rounds of competition have passed one after another, and the young juniors can be said to have passed the test along the way, and all of them have been promoted without exception, and all those old-timers have been cut down.

However, in the audience area of the stadium, a man was still with the same indifferent face, and he was holding his cheek with one hand, as if he was watching a boring drama.

"Serial number thirteen, serial number forty-one!"

When the serial number of the new round was announced, Serial Number Forty-One was a thick-limbed guy with big eyes looking around, as if looking for his opponent.

After a long while, the host didn't see the contestant with serial number thirteen come on the stage, and he was a little puzzled at the moment, and then shouted again: "Please the contestant with serial number thirteen come on the stage quickly." ”

People outside the field are looking at the field, and they are puzzled when they don't see the person with the serial number 13 on the field for a long time, and the discussion continues, and some people speculate that the 13th has forgotten that there is a game today?

"Serial number thirteen, please come to the stage as soon as possible! Otherwise, it will be considered a waiver! ”

And Belen sat in the position and still didn't react, and at this time, Zhan Fulie, who happened to come back from the bathroom, also heard the host's words, and when he passed by Belen's position, he was stunned to see that the latter had not moved, and then he was a little curious.

"What are you still sitting for? Aren't you number thirteen? ”

Janfrée was still very impressed with Belen's previous performance, after all, he was one of the few people who interested him.

When Belen, who was originally expressionless, heard this, his heart suddenly jumped, and then he remembered that he was the thirteenth, and immediately stood up, and then nodded to Jamful, a little embarrassed.

"Thanks for the reminder, I almost forgot."

After saying this, Belen immediately ran to the battle platform, leaving Zhan Fulie standing in place alone, did this person take it seriously, and even forgot his serial number.

"I didn't expect my opponent to be a young junior."

In front of Belen, the fat * eyes the size of peas stared at the latter, and the negligible pupils moved up and down, as if looking at Belen, and Belen also wanted to politely greet his opponent.

"Please more.."

However, the big fat man in front of him snorted coldly, raised a hand to stop Belen's words, and said disdainfully: "Don't tell me about these vain, those young juniors in front of me have actually attacked, which makes us very shameless, and I, as a senior in the kitchen industry, how can I save a little face, if you know each other, you'd better abstain directly, otherwise my cooking will make you embarrassed." ”

"Whew."

After hearing the big fat man's words, Belen took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly, his expression changed to the same indifferent look as before, and his mood was even worse now.

"It's a coincidence, I also want to persuade you to abstain directly, otherwise I will make you very shameful."