Although it was in line with the rules, the judges were still sick of seeing someone make the simplest food like instant noodles.
This was a very influential food competition. Although it wasn't nationally famous, it was still quite famous in their circle. The finals would even be broadcasted live on TV.
In such a competition, there was someone making instant noodles in the preliminary round. Moreover, it was the most ordinary way. It felt like child's play.
After a while, the instant noodles were ready. The person happily served the noodles. The staff was unwilling, but they still helped him serve it.
Looking at the instant noodles with eggs, the judges didn't know what to say. They had no choice but to eat. They had to eat as long as the person didn't violate the rules. This was their job. They had to eat even if they felt uncomfortable.
The first judge picked up a very small piece and put it in his mouth. His brows quickly furrowed.
It was very ordinary instant noodles. The pungent taste of instant noodles didn't disappear at all. There was nothing special about the noodles. Even a child could make instant noodles like this.
Fortunately, the judges wouldn't give comments directly for the first three rounds of the preliminary round. They would give marks directly. If they could, the judge would ask, "Is there something wrong with your brain? You spent 200 yuan on the registration fee to make instant noodles for someone?"
All the judges finished eating quickly. Basically, they only ate a little. There was a lot left in their bowls. They didn't even finish half a packet of instant noodles, let alone two packets.
2 points.
1 point.
0 points.
0 points.
1 point.
The 20 judges quickly finished giving out their scores. The highest score was 3 points, while the lowest was 0 points. Only one judge had given such a score. When the highest score was removed, the 3 points would be removed. However, there were quite a few 0 points, and there would be many more after one was removed.
Many people stretched their heads to look at the big screen. Soon, the final score of this contestant appeared. 0.7 points.
0.7 points. It was the lowest score of the competition today. It was unknown if it was the lowest score except for those who didn't have any results. Many people weren't surprised by this score. There were no restrictions on ingredients in the food competition. In theory, instant noodles were indeed feasible. However, this was a food competition after all. It was like a large-scale calligraphy competition. Was it appropriate to use a child's writing to participate?
"I've really learned something!"
"That person is still smiling. It's like he won!"
"He's not here to compete. He's here to disgust us!"
"This batch of contestants is doomed. Even the judges' moods have been affected. I'm afraid all of their results will be affected!"
The surrounding people were discussing. The instant noodles were made quickly, but the other dishes were not. It all depended on whether the judges could calm down during this period of time. Otherwise, the people behind would definitely be affected.
This was something that couldn't be helped. When eating, one's mood was very important. If one was in a bad mood, no matter how delicious the food was, it would be greatly reduced.
After a long time, the second person who had finished cooking finally brought the dish up. He had made a standard sweet and sour pork ribs. From the looks of it, it was not bad.
However, the final result was surprising. His overall score was only 5.7 points, which was not a passing grade. It seemed that the lethality of the instant noodles was indeed not small. Even now, it still had an effect on him.
The second group of contestants ended very quickly. This time, there were no accidents. There was only one person who didn't finish cooking when the time was up. In other words, there were 24 contestants with results. The lowest score was that 0.7 points. No one could snatch it away unless there was someone else like him who cooked instant noodles.
Perhaps it was the effect of the instant noodles, but the overall score of this batch wasn't too high. The highest score was only 7.7 points, which was 0.3 points less than the highest score of the previous batch. The total number of contestants with more than 7 points was also less than the first batch.
When all the scores were out, many of the contestants in this batch of contestants began to scold the person who made the instant noodles. That person was smart enough to run away when he realized that something was wrong, leaving these people with nowhere to vent their anger.
"Big Brother Gu, I'm so nervous!"
Wang Dong looked at Gu Zheng and said softly. He was indeed nervous. His hands were constantly kneading, and his expression was serious. There were even beads of sweat on his forehead.
"Wang Dong, you can't have this mentality. Didn't you come with the mentality that you were only going to participate in one match? Then you should just treat it as if there's only one match. Anyway, the worst result would be that you don't participate tomorrow. Since there's only one match, you should show your best side to everyone and let them see your efforts!"
After all, Gu Zheng had been a judge before. He could understand Wang Dong's mentality very well. In fact, if it wasn't for the fact that Wang Dong wasn't here for the competition, perhaps he would also be a little nervous.
"Big Brother Gu, you're right. Anyway, the worst result would be that I can't participate tomorrow. Then I might as well do my best today!"
Wang Dong's eyes lit up. Gu Zheng was right. The worst result was that he would be eliminated. If he was eliminated, what was there to be nervous about? He should just treat this as a competition where he would definitely be eliminated. He was just showing off before he was eliminated.
Thinking of this, his mood was indeed much better.
"Thank you, Big Brother Gu. I will work hard!"
Wang Dong nodded heavily. Inside, they announced that they were allowed to enter. The third group's competition was about to begin. Gu Zheng and Wang Dong both entered the venue. Mumu didn't. In the first three days of the preliminary competition, only the participating chefs could enter. Helpers couldn't enter.
"Gu Zheng, Wang Dong, do your best!"
Mumu raised her small fist outside and shouted. She was very confident in Gu Zheng. Her words of encouragement were mainly for Wang Dong.
"Thank you, Sister Mu!"
Wang Dong turned back and smiled. He came alone to participate in the competition, and he was also the youngest one. He felt that he was very lucky this time to meet two good people who were supporting and encouraging him.
Twenty-five people all stood in front of the competition platform. In fact, the competition platform was very simple. There was a closed table with a gas stove on it. A chopping board and some simple ingredients could be placed on the table.
There was only one gas stove, and the kitchen utensils and ingredients were self-provided.
Gu Zheng took out his frying pan and put mineral water, sesame oil, and salt in order. The eggs to be fried were in a box and also placed on the table. He didn't need to use the chopping board, so this time he didn't need to cut anything.
There were twenty judges. Anyway, they would only take a small bite. Gu Zheng planned to fry an egg for four judges, just like in the previous competition. In this way, he only needed to fry five eggs. Five fried eggs in half an hour was completely enough for him. He could finish the competition very leisurely.
Wang Dong also took out his own things, a small frying pan, a bowl of cold rice, and an egg.
Most of the others also took out their ingredients. The eyes of the people outside quickly focused on Gu Zheng and Wang Dong. Not only them, but also the twenty judges opened their eyes wide with an incredible look.
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