Although Qiao Yi was confused by Coach Qiao and the other two days, she actually felt a little strange inside.

In the memory of Chongqing Arts, Coach Qiao was only interested in swimming competitions and news in the past, while Zhong Xueqin was interested in soap operas, and there was nothing else.

But what about it recently? Not only are I passionate about this chef competition, but I am even so crazy about adjusting the alarm clock and staying in front of the TV in advance!

This is something that is unreasonable.

Under such a premise, Coach Qiao and Zhong Xueqin's sudden departure aroused the curiosity of Qiao Yi, so he quietly followed up to see what secrets they had hidden from him.

As the saying goes, I don’t know if I don’t listen. I was shocked when I heard it. It turned out that my parents had known Chen Chong for a long time!

"Since they have known Chen Chong for a long time, why do they pretend not to know? And it is so strange to use all kinds of small thoughts to support Chen Chong." Qiao Yi did not say anything and continued to eavesdrop.

In the room, the atmosphere fell into a brief silence. After a while, Zhong Xueqin spoke, "What the hell is Lao Zhang looking for you?"

Coach Qiao sighed and said, "Old Zhang told me that in order to protect the industry of the food street, Li Jianbang wanted to take the shares of other shareholders, but he didn't have enough money and could not take out the property immediately. So he borrowed money from a friend and promised to pay a considerable interest in the future. After receiving the news, Lao Zhang wanted to pay the money, but his funds could not be turned on for a while, so he asked me if I was interested in earning interest."

"Can it be a trap? You know, the water in the business circle is very deep." Zhong Xueqin asked.

"Old Zhang said that someone immediately arranged someone to investigate after hearing the news. There was indeed such a thing. Moreover, Li Jianbang has a good credit in their circle. In addition, there is such a big family background as the Li Group, the trap should not exist." Coach Qiao said.

"Is it very urgent?" Zhong Xueqin asked again.

"It's very urgent, it takes two days at most! Otherwise, with Li Jianbang's value, it wouldn't be possible to ask outsiders for help." Coach Qiao looked at Zhong Xueqin every time.

"How much is the missing part?" Zhong Xueqin continued to ask without seeing the former's gaze.

Coach Qiao was silent for a moment and slowly stretched out his two fingers.

"Two million?"

"No, 20 million!"

As soon as this said, both of them fell into silence. It took me some unknown how long before Zhong Xueqin took her husband's arm and said, "Twenty million is only twenty million. I will contact the company immediately and ask them to cancel the purchase plan for the latest batch of equipment. In addition to the five million cash at home, there is no problem!"

"But..." Coach Qiao's expression was extremely complicated. Before he could finish his words, he saw Zhong Xueqin smiling and shook his head.

"The most precious thing in our lives is overseas Chinese art. For our daughter, let alone money, we can even give up our lives." Zhong Xueqin tidied up the collar for Coach Qiao, "Since Chen Chong saved our daughter from the abyss of death, now is the time for us to repay our kindness."

Seeing this, Coach Qiao, Zheng, immediately hugged Zhong Xueqin tenderly in his arms.

…

Outside the room, Qiao Yi did not continue to eavesdrop. When she turned around and left, her eyes had a strange glory.

Perhaps this eavesdropping not only made her understand the truth, but also laid an opportunity for her to embark on another path in life in the future.

...

In the gymnasium, it had been ten minutes since the rating began. During this period, the audience was nervous and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

You should know that there are only three contestants and only three dishes to be rated, which is much simpler than all previous competition sessions. But even so, the judges spent more time in the review session than before.

This is enough to show that the levels of the three dishes are so similar that it makes it difficult to choose for a while.

"Ahem."

Suddenly, two light coughs sounded in the venue with a tense atmosphere. Everyone looked at the big screen and the commentary stand, and saw that the host Liu Hua had just taken a white envelope from the staff.

All the sounds retreated like a tide and disappeared, only the two light coughs were still echoing around.

"Sorry, I've been waiting for everyone for a long time." Liu Hua shook the envelope at the camera, "What I hold in my hand is the winner who was finally drawn by ten professional food judges and ten live audiences with careful, serious and rigorous attitude."

"Disconnect it quickly!" Someone couldn't help but feel excited and shouted.

With his lead, more people followed suit and took a few breaths, and all the noises in the venue were combined into two words...

"Disassemble quickly!"

"Disassemble quickly!"

"Disassemble quickly!"

…

Listening to the sound waves gathered from different voices, Liu Hua did not seem panic at all. Maybe this was his unintentional act, maybe this was his intentional act, in short, the scene was completely ignited.

"Since that's the case, I won't say much, and take it apart in front of everyone."

Liu Hua raised his hands and opened the envelope bit by bit. There was a hard black card inside. The card faced the camera, revealing the exclusive logo of the 7th Folk Chef Competition.

After the review seat, twenty judges sat upright, looking at the big screen with their eyes full of anticipation.

Although they are judges, everyone's scoring situation is uploaded to the background by the scoring machine, and the final result will not be known in advance.

In front of the judges, Mr. Huang stood with a smile on his face and his hands behind his back. I don’t know if he was confident or not caring about winning or losing. Du Wenlong closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, holding his hands together, making it impossible for him to notice his inner activities. As for Chen Chong, although his hands were placed casually on both sides, his head was slightly raised and he focused on the contents of the big screen.

From the surface, among the three, it seems that only Chen Chong is concerned about the results of the game the most.

Everyone can understand this. After all, if Chen Chong can win the title of Chef God, he will definitely be the youngest Chef God in the history of the food industry, and his future is unlimited!

However, what everyone didn’t understand was that what Chen Chong cared more about than the title of Chef God was whether the task could be completed smoothly!

"Now the final result is announced..." Liu Hua took out the card completely at the commentary seat, "First announce the score of Mr. Huang. Among the ten audience judges, five gave a full score of 30 points, three gave 29 points, and two gave 28 points; among the ten professional judges, four gave a full score of 30 points, three gave 29 points, two gave 28 points, one gave 27 points, one gave a maximum score, and one with the lowest score, and the final average score of Mr. Huang: 29.22 points!"

“What a high score!”

"There are actually 9 full marks, and only one is missing to occupy the average number of people!"

"Come on Mr. Huang!"

…

The audience couldn't help but clap their hands and congratulated them from the bottom of their hearts.

Du Wenlong opened his eyes slightly...

Chen Chong's palm burst into invisible sweat...

29.22 points, this score is really amazing!

"Then the score of Master Du Wenlong was announced. Among the ten audiences, five gave a full score of 30 points, four gave 29 points, and one gave 27 points; among the ten professional judges, six gave 20 points..." Liu Hua paused slightly, looked at the content on the card carefully, and seemed a little uncertain, and then continued: "Six people gave 29 points, three people gave 28 points, and one gave 27 points. A high score was removed, but a low score was dropped. Master Du Wenlong's final average score was: 28.94 points!"

After the words fell, the audience was silent. Everyone looked at Du Wenlong, with a little complex look. Although they didn’t know what the final sort was, what is certain is that Du Wenlong has no chance to be the chef!

Du Wenlong's chest was slightly undulating, and his hands clamped under his armpits had already clenched their fists and creaked.

In the last Chef God Competition, he won the Chef God God, but since Mr. Huang did not participate in the competition at that time, the title of Chef God was not paid much attention to it.

But now? This result is undoubtedly telling the world that your point of view is absolutely correct!

Du Wenlong felt his cheeks burning and painful, as if he was slapped in the face in front of countless people.

He turned around and looked at Mr. Huang, stretched out his right hand with a blank expression.

"Congratulations."

Mr. Huang would never have thought that such a cold person would take the initiative to shake hands. He didn't think much about it at the moment, and shook with the other party politely, and said, "Actually, you are too..."

Du Wenlong did not give Mr. Huang a chance to speak. He quickly pulled his palm back, turned around and left, and when he passed by Mr. Huang, he let out two inexplicable sneers.

At the same time, in the audience, Zhao Xiaokang and the people from the Food City also stood up and left, and there was no reason to continue watching.

"Aren't you leaving?" He looked at Li Shenghui beside him.

"I want to wait for the result." Li Shenghui said without looking back.

"Didn't you wait for the result you have already waited for?" After Zhao Xiaokang finished speaking meaningfully, he disappeared in the audience angrily.

After a long time, Li Shenghui smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth. He raised his hand and touched the white temples, muttering to himself: "No, this has just begun..."

…

"Next, the last result will be announced." Liu Hua said, calming the audience. He looked around and finally stopped his eyes on the tall young man in the field. "Master Chen Chong's score... Ten audiences were ranked, six gave 3o points, four gave 29 points. Among the ten professional reviews, four gave 3o points, five gave 29 points, and one gave 28 points. Remove one highest score and one lowest score, Master Chen Chong's final average score is...29.5 points!

So, I announce that the final winner of the 7th Folk Chef God Competition is... Chen Chong!"

When Liu Hua said that name loudly, the entire stadium was quiet for a moment, followed by overwhelming cheers and enthusiastic applause.

"Chen Chong! Chen Chong! Chen Chong..."

While the audience shouted Chen Chong's name, there was a burst of "bang bang bang..." above, and colorful ribbons were flying all over the sky, extremely gorgeous!

As the protagonist of the incident, Chen Chong finally breathed a sigh of relief. The game that lasted for several days finally came to an end.

"Congratulations to Master Chen Chong for becoming this chef god. Later, President Jiang will personally award you a certificate of honor, a trophy of honor and a 500,000 prize!" After Liu Hua finished speaking, he took the lead in applause, and the audience burst into warm applause again.

Unlike the team competition, everyone doesn’t care what happened to the food street. Because this is an individual competition, it only concerns individuals.

"Oh, it's really the younger waves of the Yangtze River pushing forward." The old man approached Chen Chong and sighed.

"Mr. Emperor has gone too far. I'm just lucky. In my opinion, there is no distinction between food." Although Chen Chong was very polite, he still couldn't hide his joy.

"You kid, you are quite comfortable." Mr. Huang cursed with a smile. At his age, he really has no competitive spirit. The only motivation to encourage him to participate in the competition may be that he wants to compete on the same stage with someone of similar strength during the competition.

"It's amazing that most chefs have completed their lifelong pursuits at a young age." A group of judges gathered around at some point, and the speaker was Yang Xiaoling, the president of the Food Association.

"That's right, you're actually so embarrassed to be modest. Don't you know that the 'sheep-side fish' you just redefined 'fresh'? This is a phenomenon that ordinary people dare not imagine!" Food anchor Wang Xiaomei joked: "Oh, it's a pity that if the Food Street was not at the forefront of the storm during this period, I would have really thought of you to do a food live broadcast. Tsk tsk, the youngest chef in history, this label alone is enough to attract the attention of many people."

"It'll be fine after a while." Chen Chong smiled.

"How long?" Wang Xiaomei asked back.

"Uh..." Chen Chong scratched his head, trying to keep Wang Xiaomei's free publicity channel, but he could not give a specific time.
To be continued...