Shiji: taste bud reversal

355. And the aftermath?

"It's rubbish. "

Huang Zui Wang is now completely speechless for his teammates.

Before he even made a move, he lost 3-0.

Now there is no need to compare the last two games, even if the god of food comes, he will not be able to return to the sky, this is not a crime of war.

"Shouldn't it all be Banibel's fault?" Sumire Coma looked unconvinced, "If she hadn't been stupid enough to fall into the enemy's trap as soon as she came up, I wouldn't have adjusted my strategy in the future, and I wouldn't have lost to that stinky little girl!"

"Don't talk about your clever strategy. Claude Firou looked disgusted.

"If you really want to find out the main reason for the defeat, shouldn't it be the second round?" Barnibel didn't take the pot, and snorted, "If it weren't for the failure of Malukada's cooking, we wouldn't be in an embarrassment after the second round, right?"

"What? I don't have a problem with my meat dishes, at least not your perfunctory sashimi!" Malukada was also angry, and replied without hesitation.

"Whose cooking are you talking about?!My sashimi is a fresh dish that makes use of special cooking utensils, and it's completely different from ordinary sashimi!"

Five late-night cooks just made a noise on stage.

Originally, no one was convinced by each other, if it wasn't for the integration of Caibo Chaoyang, it is estimated that it would be difficult to have any intersection in the rest of their lives, at this time, of course, they looked at each other unpleasantly, and they all felt that it was the other people who dragged their own hind legs.

The teammates are too stretched to bring it at all.

On the contrary to them, the students of the Chinese Research Institute in the audience, as early as the big screen showed the third round score, the whole venue rang out with thunderous applause and cheers, Aoki Daigo and Sato Shoji were even so excited that they threw their school uniform jackets three or four meters high, and the rest of them all stood up, and all the shadows brought by Nagi Kiriji since he took over the distant month seemed to be swept away at this moment.

And at odds with this carnival scene was a man who had already arrived in the ring, dressed in a black suit, with neatly groomed hair and his hands still clapping.

"It's a great matchup. "

The expression on Nagi thistle's face was not joyful, as if it was an inconsequential celebration, and there was a hint of curiosity in her eyes, "I'm curious, is this your tactic?

With a buzz, a shrill chirp sounded from the microphone on the field, and all the students in the audience who were originally celebrating stopped the carnival and looked up at the ring.

Bai Mu took a few steps forward and walked in front of Nagi thistle, and didn't care about what he said just now, which seemed to be deliberately finding fault, but didn't care about moving his neck joints twice, and replied casually, "If you really care that much, we don't mind answering your questions with actions, Uncle Thistle." "

He glanced at the late-night cooks who were already arguing on the other side, thought for two seconds, and said, "Although there is no suspense about the score anymore, if the center wants to continue the fourth round, we can accompany it." "

"After all, our worst prediction for the third round of halberd at the beginning was a draw. "

As soon as these words came out, Nagi thistle's face, which had no expression in the first place, was obviously stagnant, and the corners of his forehead twitched slightly.

"The draw... Are you serious?"

Nagi cut thistle carefully looked at the young man in front of him, he thought that the dishes served by the other party in the first three rounds were carefully considered, and they had their own set of tactical system of cooking, the first soup paralyzed the taste of the judges, so that Banibel's cuisine was sentenced to death on the spot and died without a fight, and the second dish perfectly combined the production of pastries, spices, The streamlining of the matching and other processes, coupled with the reasonable distribution of work and the speed of serving dishes that is comparable to that of a cafeteria, make almost all the judges unrestrained to add additional dishes, resulting in a sharp increase in the difficulty of the subsequent judges, artificially creating competition accidents.

The third dish is a perfect finish based on the foundation laid by the first two dishes, and if it weren't for Sumire Coma who also came up with desserts by mistake, it is estimated that the final score would not be 401::1599, but 1:1999.

In Nagi thistle's view, such three dishes have perfectly formed a tactical closed loop. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

In other words, even Shiraki himself will not be able to make it to the next fourth and fifth rounds.

It's not even about the quality of the food.

It's because the judges really can't eat anything anymore.

In any regular halberd competition, such a situation is unimaginable.

Therefore, when she heard Shiraki say that she could continue to the fourth round, Nagi was a little skeptical, did she hear it wrong?

He doesn't have any extra thoughts, the current score is 3-0, the center has already lost, unless it is a rematch, otherwise it is impossible to stage a miracle of a comeback.

As early as the first round of the competition, after seeing the appearance of Bai Mu and the others working together, he understood that the arrangements he had made in advance had been in vain.

Shiraki is not Seiichiro Honami, and Erina is no longer the little girl who did not dare to disobey her father at the beginning.

Of course, he could tear up the treaty and continue to implement his own system in some commercial ways, but in the final analysis, Senzaemon is just retired, not dead, he used to act according to the rules of the distant moon, and the old man can barely turn a blind eye (okay), if he really wants to tear his face, without the support of those partners, his fate will definitely not be much better.

He's just a calm madman, and he's not really gnawed by zombies, and he wants to die with the entire culinary world on the physical level, at least in this kind of betrayal, he won't challenge the bottom line of Senzaemon again, so as to kill himself.

Therefore, Nagi Thistle, who has already mentally accepted the fact that he is now almost nothing, is very curious and even a little surprised by the fourth round of the match that Shiraki mouths.

"~The fourth dish... It's impossible just to get these judges to eat, right?"

Bai Mu smiled noncommittally, "So, do you want to come and have a look?" "