Life is a Game

"Brother, what kind of dishes did you cook? Ten red cards, amazing!" Zhang Luyu exclaimed.

"Braised beans with eggplant, it's a very simple home-cooked dish." Jiang Feng said, he didn't expect to get ten red cards.

It seems that these ten public judges have good taste!

...

After Jiang Feng, only a married female white-collar worker named He Ling received 8 red cards. At first Jiang Feng thought that it was because he and Zhang Luyu were alumni that Zhang Luyu talked a lot, but later he found out that he talked a lot to everyone, as long as he talked to him, he could talk to anyone who talked to him. Like old schoolmates, they open their mouths on various topics, and after two or three sentences, they can naturally call each other buddies, sisters, and sisters.

What He Ling cooks is scrambled eggs with loofah. This dish is her specialty. According to her, it is her husband's favorite dish. Like Zhang Luyu, she is a random player and has never thought about advancing.

Another girl who had been silent before, couldn't help joining the topic when Zhang Luyu and He Ling were having a heated chat, and reported her family background.

Her name is Wang Suli, and she is a student of Normal University. The dish she cooks is a bit like He Ling's, which is loofah egg soup.

"I... I'm not very good at cooking, but I'm lucky. I often cook loofah egg soup for my mother at home. I didn't talk just now because I... I'm not from the same school as you guys. I'm sorry, I... I just... I..." Wang Suli stammered and became incoherent after she said.

Jiang Feng could tell that this girl was a little socially afraid.

"Sister, why are you so embarrassed? Although your Normal University is far away from our school, you are still classmates. It's boring to wait here. Let's chat together, buddy, what do you think?" Zhang Luyu made a relief.

"Let's chat together. I guess we'll have to wait a while. There are still 7 people who haven't finished. It's so boring to always look at the phone." Jiang Feng echoed.

The three chatted enthusiastically, and the few people who came in behind did not get 8 red cards, and left after knowing their results. On the contrary, the little brother who got 9 red cards with scallion fried eggs has always maintained his aloof image. He didn't say a word the whole time, just sat quietly in the chair, didn't look at the phone, just stared at the wall, as if There are pictures on the wall.

"The last one is really slow. It's been an hour, right?" Zhang Luyu glanced at the phone, "It's been an hour and twenty minutes. What kind of food is she doing here? It takes so long."

"There are only 27 people in our group, even the last judge will not be full, so don't worry." He Ling said.

"But it's annoying. After waiting for more than an hour, the other teams may be finished. If you want me, I will definitely be annoyed. If you are so slow, I will definitely give you a green card." Zhang Luyu said.

In fact, what he said is not unreasonable. To put it bluntly, the public judges are temporary workers of 100 yuan a day. Impatient.

"Hey, the organizer also doesn't set a time limit, and the audition is still limited to one hour!" Zhang Luyu complained.

As soon as the voice fell, the door opened.

"Hello, my surname is Guo, and my name is Guo Mengting." It is rare to introduce yourself as soon as you come in. Almost everyone introduces themselves passively under Zhang Luyu's accost.

"I'm sorry that my cooking speed is a little slow, because there is no time limit for this competition, so I simply slowed down and kept you waiting, I'm really sorry." Guo Mengting smiled apologetically, "I cook eggplant stew , because there is no meat, so I wrapped the eggplant with egg liquid and fried it in a frying pan. It was more troublesome and time-consuming. I usually love to cook at home, and my cooking skills are not bad. My husband and children like to eat the food I cook. "

"You have children already?" He Ling couldn't help asking.

"Yeah, my kids are already in elementary school. I can't tell. I'm only 28 this year. I usually take good care of myself. I don't really use skin care products. I don't need to use those things if my skin is good." Just wrote two big characters, self-confidence.

Three people: ...

Actually...you can see it.

The staff opened the door and came in, interrupted Guo Mengting's speech, and said, "Is No. 21 Guo Mengting there? Congratulations, 8 red cards, please wait a moment, we will announce the scores soon."

Jiang Feng couldn't help but admire this overly confident Guo Mengting.

She was the last one to finish, and if she could get 8 red cards, it proves that her cooking skills are really good. If she finished faster, she might have nine or even ten red cards.

"Brother, I feel that we may be upset, maybe this sister will take away the promotion spot." Zhang Luyu leaned next to Jiang Feng and said.

"The result will be out soon, and whoever advances will be known soon." Jiang Feng said.

No one spoke.

Guo Mengting exudes a confident atmosphere, as if the promotion quota is already in her pocket.

The little brother who makes scallion omelette still maintains his aloof image and sticks to his corner position.

He Ling, Wang Suli and Zhang Luyu exude the breath of salted fish, and they have long regarded themselves as people who eat melons.

Jiang Feng exuded...

He didn't emit any aura, and he was replying to Wu Minqi's message. Wu Minqi has successfully advanced to the next level. Ask him how the situation is. He is actually a bit smart now, because when Guo Mengting was talking, he quietly observed the cold little brother. The calluses and hot oil splashed on his hands left The scars all show that he should be a chef.

Jiang Feng didn't know the major, but his level should be okay.

If the first round of qualifiers is overturned, Jiang Feng may be cold when he goes back.

After a few minutes, the door was pushed open again, and it was still the same staff member from before, holding a small note in his hand, and said with a smile: Jiang Feng: 8.9 points, Lan Ning: 8.4 points, Guo Mengyun: 8.2 points, He Ling: 7.8 points, Wang Suli: 7.5 points, Zhang Luyu: 6.2 points, Jiang Feng player, congratulations on qualifying, this is the entry card for the second round of qualifiers, please keep it, we will call you for the specific game time. "

Jiang Feng took the admission card and took a look. It was no different from the previous admission card.

"Wow, I passed!" Zhang Luyu was not at all sad and disappointed that she took the last place, but was very excited.

"It's gone like this, there is no scoring standard, I don't even know what he is doing, and you announce him to be promoted? These are too ridiculous!" Han Mengting was not convinced. Although she is not a professional chef, she is confident in herself The eggplant casserole I made today is absolutely outstanding.

Besides, Jiang Feng didn't look like a professional chef, he was probably a student in his early twenties, why was he 0.7 points higher than her!

"This contestant, please don't worry. I haven't finished talking yet. The dishes of the contestants are still in the incubator, and Professor Ye is outside. You can evaluate each other and raise any objections." The staff said.

Han Mengting was the first to go out.

The ten public judges have already left, and Professor Ye is still sitting in his place. There are six dishes in the incubator, and there is a card with the name of the producer in front of each dish. Almost all of them are burning the eggplants at Jiang Feng. The beans went, and everyone wanted to taste the taste of the first dish, but Jiang Feng went to Lanning's scallion omelette.