名利跑馬燈〈10分鐘〉180利

“Time seems to be getting closer and closer to the game.

 Over time, most of the players have already positioned themselves, and everyone is determined to win.

People seemed to be very confident, but the more so, the more upset Alex became, not knowing why his nervousness continued.”

「Gentlemen and ladies, the quadrennial World Culinary Competition is about to begin.」

“The players have not been positioned yet, so please locate them quickly, otherwise the opportunity will not wait for others.”    

“Just now, the staff at the scene had already started the countdown, and it seemed that it was time to let go of their nervousness, and could not continue to hesitate.

Alex counted five, four, three, two in his heart. 

When the noise stopped, that is, when the game officially started, he opened his eyes and all the surrounding spotlights were on the players, so that they could change. 

Get the attention, more conspicuous.”

     

「Now that the game is starting, during the beginning, no noise or even cheering for the players is forbidden.

You must know that any action of the audience may affect the dishes prepared by the players, so I hope you can pay attention.」

  

「So that's it, start.」

“The judges are indeed judges.

 Some judges have stinky faces as if someone owes him millions, while others greet them with smiles.”

    

“Even this review is still the case, unsmiling appearance, just like the rumors.  

Jolson Powell, the most mysterious judge, heard that he was so mysterious that no one even knew where he lived.”

“But as long as he judges unpalatable dishes, that person probably won't be worthy to be a chef in his life.”

「So now the first hurdle is that the contestants must make a meal based on the ingredients available at the scene. 」

「The time for you to consider is only 10 minutes.

The point is to win first, move fast, time is not waiting.」

“At the moment when the host finished speaking, the players on the scene almost used the speed of running wildly to get to the food area. 

Everyone was scrambling to get to the food area. 

No one was allowed.

 But the most pitiful was Alex. 

Stout, it was squeezed to the back all at once. ”

    

「Get out, don't get in my way.」

“Everyone almost said the same thing, as long as Alex stood in front of them.

But there is no way, he still has to choose the ingredients, so it can be seen that, of course, he still suffers in the end.”

 “Obviously there is not much time left on the timer, there are five minutes left.

Just like time, there is not much food left in the end, almost nothing left.

However, there were still onions and mushrooms left. 

Alex took the leftovers back to the seat without thinking about it.” 

「Sometimes luck is also a kind of strength, but I want to see what kind of cooking the Oriental will use to win this competition.

You must know that in the past, people from our countries took the medals.」

“Jolson is obviously biased towards his own people, even when he speaks involuntarily for his own people, after all, no Easterner can really get his approval.”

   

「It seems that Mr. Jolson also has people who are interested.

 In this case, we should see what amazing dishes this oriental person can make.」

“The judges are obviously expecting too much disappointment. 

After all, this competition is highly valued by everyone, and it is a world-class competition.”