1st place: Jiang Yu.

Zheng Xiaoying first noticed Jiang Yu's arrival, she flicked her tail and slapped Zhou Daming's back.

Zhou Daming immediately came back to his senses from the excitement of eating melons, he turned around and said, "Big guy, you're here!" Big guy, you're number one! ”

"Hmm." Jiang Yu's expression didn't change, he couldn't see the slightest surprise, and he seemed to know calmly that he would be the first.

Director Li and the white-haired old man argued over the two dishes, the lids of the plates on the shelves were lifted, and both dishes were steaming.

Jiang Yu listened to it and found that they were discussing, which was second and which was third.

Jiang Yu looked at the two dishes they were arguing about.

Both plates are Cantonese cuisine, and the name of the dish, Jiang Yu can be called, among the players, there are just two dishes that someone chooses.

And those two are none other than Jiang Ling and Cheng Qianli.

Jiang Yu: "These two, are they yours?" ”

Noticing her gaze, Jiang Ling nodded and said, "That's right, I can easily become the top three this time, and thank you for your things." ”

"Boss, you're polite, do we still need to say thank you?" Jiang Yu said with a smile.

Hearing this, Jiangling raised his eyebrows, no thanks, just use points to speak?

At this time, the voices of the two judges stopped, and the white-haired old man walked up to the doorman, looked up at the doorman, and said, "Chef, come and see, who is the second in the dishes made by these two students?" ”

The doorman listened to them arguing for so long, and did not speak, but stood there with a serious expression, unable to see what was in his heart.

Hearing this, the doorman came to the rack where they were arguing.

He only glanced at the names on the plate and began to take a pen and write them on the red paper.

Second place: JMC; Third place: Cheng Qianli.

Director Li glanced at the white-haired old man, pushed the black-framed eyes, and through the lenses, her eyes were full of mockery.

The white-haired old man watched the doorman write from behind, the order of the names on the paper was not at all the same as he wanted, his hand rubbed against his clothes, and several times wanted to stretch out, but the head chef was the chief judge of the cooking competition, and he had no right to stop it.

Jiang Yu and the others were not far away, and they could also see the names on the red paper.

The doorman's movements were too casual, and Jiang Yu felt that he was just writing casually, because it was convenient.

The ranking written on the red paper is just the order in which the plates are placed, and JMC is second.

The rankings of the second and third places have been determined, Director Li and the white-haired old man walked around the shelf, and they stopped in front of two different dishes.

The two looked at each other with hostility in their eyes.

The white-haired old man: "Chef, I think this plate of braised sea cucumber with green onions is the fourth." ”

Director Li: "You are old and faint, and you have no sense of regression, it should be this plate of red paste crabs." ”

When Zhao Yingjun saw Director Li stop, he began to get excited, and he said, "That's right, that's right! Red paste crab! I'm the fourth! ”

After Zhao Yingjun finished shouting, he found that several people had no reaction, he looked around, no one was wearing a crab translator, and even Zhou Daming secretly took off the headphones without knowing when.

No wonder for so long, no one paid attention to him.

Zhao Yingjun's pliers smashed hard and slammed into Zheng Xiaoying's head.

Compared with the size of the big scalper, the crab is very small and has no weight, but Zhao Yingjun has been moving around her head without stopping.

No matter how small the damage is, you can't keep poking her scalp with pliers!

The big scalper shook his head violently, and suddenly, she heard the sound of something falling to the ground, and Zheng Xiaoying stopped moving.

No matter how small the damage is, you can't keep poking her scalp with pliers!

The big scalper shook his head violently, and suddenly, she heard the sound of something falling to the ground, and Zheng Xiaoying stopped moving.

She felt a little dizzy in front of her, but looking at the crab lying on her back on the ground, with its eight legs fangs and claws, the big yellow cow snorted from its nose.

Zheng Xiaoying finally felt comfortable.

On the stage, seeing that Director Li and the white-haired old man were about to quarrel again, the doorman opened his mouth to shout to stop, and the eyes of the two looked at the doorman at the same time.

Seeing that he didn't move, he raised his hand to move the fourth dish that was placed in order, and then began to write the name on the paper.

The fourth dish is white-cut chicken, and the player's name is still written on the guard's red paper, fourth place: Liu Teng.

The crab's eyes stretched out, and Zhao Yingjun's current position was too low to see the words on the red paper, but from the handwriting movements of the doorman, he could be sure that the fourth place was not written by his name.

The crab's lying and paddling movements stopped instantly, and he jerked over and resumed his lying position.

Zhao Yingjun saw that several people's attention was on the red paper with the rankings written, and no one thought about picking him up again, so he took out the flying carpet and jumped on it.

The little blanket automatically lifted into the air, and the crab flew to Zheng Xiaoying's body again.

Afraid of being thrown off for the second time, Zhao Yingjun did not take back the flying carpet, he spread the flying carpet on the back of the big scalper, and lay on the flying carpet himself.

The location is just right, the height and distance are perfect.

Zheng Xiaoying noticed his movements, but this time through the flying carpet, the crab was also quieter, and Zheng Xiaoying let him lie on his back.

Zhao Yingjun looked at the doorman's movements, in fact, except for the top three in the settlement, you can get double the points, there is no difference between the fourth and tenth places, he can accept it.

After writing the fourth, the doorman kept moving.

Fifth, sixth......

The doorman didn't care what the dish looked like, he was very fast, and he wrote exactly the order in which the plates were placed on the shelf.

Zhao Yingjun looked eagerly, and his dishes were also on this shelf.

When the ten dishes were brought over by the staff, Zhao Yingjun saw his name, and he knew that it was stable.

Only ten dishes were put on the table, and anyone could see what it meant, and the top 10 in the cooking competition must be the makers of these ten dishes.

Zhao Yingjun was originally curious, according to the rules of the copy, the judge of the competition, his dish will be the first.

As a result, it seems that there is no fixed standard.

The head chef, who has a good relationship with Jiang Yu, looks casual to perfunctory in his movements.

His red paste crab was placed in the ninth position, and Zhao Yingjun saw the movements of the doorman's hands, and it was not surprising that his name was written in the ninth place.

Jiang Yu kept looking at the names on the red paper, and the names of several people next to him appeared on the red paper one after another.

However, there were two names on it, which she had never heard of at all, and they were supposed to be students of the academy.

And the others, all of them are the names of the players.

Jiang Yu's eyes looked at the last tenth dish, which looked black and had unshaved fish scales.

She looked at Zhou Daming next to her, Zhou Daming looked stable and not panicked at all.

Jiang Yu remembered Zhou Daming's dish, his dish was made of chicken, not fish, so the tenth dish could never be made by Zhou Daming.

On the red paper, there is no Zhou Daming in the name written now, which means that he is not in the top ten, he has no ranking, and when the ranking is announced, it means that his main quest has failed and he will be left in the dungeon.