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Chapter 616 Chapter 610 Four: Hot Noodle Fried Cake

Facts tell us that it is very important to build up character. The more confident you are in yourself, the easier it is to be slapped in the face.

Huo Qinglan was so confident just now, she felt that she could run over her opponent directly, but now?He was slapped in the face by the speed of light every minute.

On the other hand, Murong Xue was so unconfident just now, even her teammates used the word "do her best" to persuade her, but now?Slapping everyone's faces every minute, including his teammates' faces, Qin Yu is [-] happy for this, and the rest of Ziwu Restaurant are also [-] happy, come and hit, welcome to hit, beg! The snow swelled our faces.

The five judges in the jury shook their heads, and were quite dissatisfied with Huo Qinglan's performance. In such a critical duel, the most important thing is to stay calm when facing an unfamiliar topic. Can't think of it.

"There are two quarters left." Lu Zhen turned the hourglass over and reminded.

Well, half of the time has passed so quickly, it's fine if you don't remind me all the time, isn't it comparing Huo Qinglan to the brink of collapse by reminding the time?
Sure enough, Huo Qinglan was already very anxious, and when she heard the time, she became even more frantic. Her mind was so messed up that she couldn't think of anything, and her mind was on the verge of collapse.

Time passed by, and after the sound of boiling water, the sound of frying came from Murong Xue's side. After a while, the sound of frying disappeared, and Murong Xue's weak voice sounded from behind the screen: "I, I'm done!" ..."

"So fast!" Everyone was taken aback. The faces of the contestants in Yunfeng Food Court changed even more. They finished the production ahead of time without running out of time. Could it be that Murong Xue is so confident in her own work?

"So fast, well done!" Everyone in the Ziwu Restaurant couldn't help being excited. No matter what the result was, facing such a difficult duel and facing such heavy pressure, Murong Xue could withstand the pressure and finish earlier than his opponent. It is enough to prove that her psychological quality has become stronger, just like forged iron training, which has been tempered into fine iron and steel.

The waiter moved the screen away, and Murong Xue walked towards the judges' seats with a plate. Everyone stood on tiptoe and opened their eyes wide. They saw some browned and steaming small round cakes on the plate, which looked real. It is eight points similar to fried rice cakes or fried glutinous rice cakes.

Putting the plate in front of the five judges, Murong Xue was extremely nervous, and quickly took two steps back, bowed and said in a trembling voice: "It's not well done, please, please taste it."

The five judges looked down at the dish, and then exchanged glances with each other. Lu Zhen said, "Since you've already made it, let's start tasting it. I hope you won't disappoint us."

After finishing speaking, Lu Zhen picked up one and took a small bite, closed his eyes and chewed lightly, his facial expression did not change at all, and he couldn't tell whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied. Everyone in Feng Restaurant relaxed a little. If Lu Zhen is not satisfied, Huo Qinglan still has hope.

Lu Ming, Yang Zhizhi, Yang Buhui, and He Jiuzhang also picked up fried small round cakes and put them in their mouths to chew and taste. The performance of the four was quite tacit, and none of them showed any expressions that could be judged.

"Okay, you go back to the cooking station and wait. You will see when the time is up." Lu Zhen put down his chopsticks and nodded to Murong Xue, indicating that Murong Xue can leave.

Murong Xue's heart hung in her throat, she swallowed and turned away anxiously, she could almost hear her own heart beating, she was terrified by the judge's reaction, what if she was not satisfied?What if Huo Qinglan does better?She has really been through it!

There was still a lot left on the plate, and none of the five judges moved their chopsticks. After all, the requirement of this question is not to make delicious food, but to imitate the texture and taste of fried rice cakes, not to mention that the cooking material is only flour , It is simply too difficult to make a good product.

Time continued to pass, and there was no need to pay attention to Murong Xue. Everyone's eyes were focused on the screen around Huo Qinglan, making Huo Qinglan inside feel as uncomfortable as a needle prick. She clenched her fists tightly, and her nails pierced into her palms , his teeth almost bit his lip, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked exhausted.

To be honest, she really didn't want to give up, but she was really powerless. She had already given up, but she was just waiting for the final verdict. This verdict was like the horn of death to her. It will also kill Yunfeng Restaurant.

Finally, the last grain of sand fell from the hourglass, and Lu Zhen raised his voice, "It's time, open the screen."

The waiter removed the screen, and everyone saw Huo Qinglan's appearance at the moment, the pots and pans hadn't been moved at all, and the stove was cold, so it turned out that Huo Qinglan hadn't moved at all from the beginning to the end.

Under the eyes of everyone, Huo Qinglan felt ashamed for the first time, and felt deeply ashamed. She lowered her head, avoided everyone's gaze, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry, I didn't do it."

In an instant, all the players in Yunfeng Restaurant and the principal and students watching the battle fell to the bottom of the valley, and their faces turned pale. Huo Qinglan did nothing, but Murong Xue did at least do something. There is no need to judge, the outcome is already clear, they lost, Yunfeng Restaurant lost, missed the number one ranking, and will fall into the most terrifying melee of devils.

"Have we already won?" Han Ying whispered, still unable to believe her eyes.

"Should have already won, right?" You Yu couldn't believe it, and couldn't help tugging at Qin Yu's sleeve.

Qin Yu suppressed the excitement and joy in his heart, resolutely pursued the strategy of building character, and said in a deep voice: "Don't get excited, don't be too busy to be happy before the result is announced, and listen to the evaluation of the judges."

The teammates nodded one after another and took a deep breath to calm themselves down. Let's build up character together, and we must not be complacent in advance, otherwise we will die if we become the next Huo Qinglan.

Lu Zhen waved to Murong Xue and Huo Qinglan and said, "Murong Xue, come here, Huo Qinglan, come here too, taste what Murong Xue made, and tell me how you feel."

Murong Xue felt a little cramp in her calf, and she finally walked in front of the judging table, feeling uneasy, excited and unbelievable, the complex emotions almost broke her little heart.

Huo Qinglan walked over with her head down, picked one up and put it in her mouth, after chewing for a bit, she suddenly raised her head, her originally stiff expression immediately melted away, turning into a look of astonishment.

"How? How does it feel? Do you think she did the right thing?" Lu Zhen asked again.

It took Huo Qinglan a long time to come back to his senses. After chewing and swallowing, he looked at Murong Xue with complicated eyes, and said with difficulty: "The taste is soft and sticky to the teeth, but it doesn't disperse or rot. With a touch of sweetness, this is indeed similar to fried rice cakes, I can't believe it, is it really made of flour?"

"Hmm..." Murong Xue nodded, she really only used flour as an ingredient, oil and water can't be counted, right?

(End of this chapter)