Life is a Game

Jiang Feng woke up early the next morning, and after a careless and delicate skin care operation, he changed into the suit he wore when he went to Taiwan to shoot vcr, and went to the healthy cooking restaurant to chop vegetables.

I haven't touched a kitchen knife for nearly a week, and my hands are not good enough, but I have to find a feeling.

The dozen or so new pigeons that were sent were all killed by Jiang Feng's knife in no time. From meat dishes to vegetarian dishes, Jiang Feng cut almost everything he could, strips, shreds, slices, and chunks, and used all kinds of knife techniques that could be used.

"Son, don't be nervous, our house will open at noon today, so don't cut out the unsold ones." Jiang Jiankang comforted.

"What are you nervous about? I'm not nervous. Dad, you misunderstood me. How could I be nervous? It's not the finals, it's only the top 32. I'm sure I'm not nervous! I'll stop cutting the carrots after I finish cutting them." Jiang Feng Dao, with a calm expression and a steady voice, calm and relaxed.

"You sliced ​​carrots."

Jiang Feng: ...

"Slip of the tongue, I'm really not nervous, I won't cut this carrot after I cut it."

Jiang Jiankang: ...

"Hey." Jiang Jiankang sighed deeply.

Because Jiang Feng forgot to tell Wu Minqi that his parents came back early, and Wu Minqi didn't come to the Healthy Stir-Fry Restaurant to help at noon, it was already two o'clock when Jiang Feng remembered.

He is not nervous, not at all, but his memory has not been very good in the last dozen hours.

The organizer notified Jiang Feng that he would be in Taiwan before 4 o'clock, and Jiang Feng left the Healthy Stir-Fry Restaurant at two o'clock. The studio was not in the tall building where the vcr was recorded before, but in a low building next to it. Jiang Feng asked someone, and found the place after ten minutes of tossing around.

It was less than three o'clock when we arrived at the studio.

Jiang Feng was not the only one who came in advance, there were six players who came earlier than him. Among them, Jiang Feng had a slight impression of Zhao Shan, the third place in the Beiping Division, and the high school student named Zhang Qian. The others are all ordinary-looking, without characteristics, neither outstandingly handsome nor outstandingly ugly, hard to remember.

Wait, Jiang Feng froze suddenly, he seemed to be describing himself.

Although sometimes he thinks he is a handsome and sunny boy, but the worldly eyes are always too harsh.

"Jiang Feng? And Zhang Qian, oh, here. Come on, Xiao Cao, take them to make up first." A staff member came over to confirm, and called a young guy to take Jiang Feng to the dressing room.

After Jiang Feng was led to the dressing room by Xiao Cao, he sat down on a chair according to the makeup artist's instructions, then closed his eyes and let the makeup artist brush his face with various brushes, and only opened his eyes when he was told to open them.

After finishing the whole set of paintings, if you take a closer look, it seems to be a little more handsome.

Zhang Qian was still putting on makeup, so Jiang Feng went out first, and Xiao Cao led another man into the dressing room.

This studio is quite large, and it feels no different from the studio at the party. After all, it is necessary to accommodate 32 contestants to compete at the same time, and the area must be guaranteed first. Jiang Feng had just slipped from the backstage to the front to watch for a while, when he was rushed back to the backstage by the busy staff.

While Jiang Feng was wandering around, other contestants came one after another, including Zhang Guanghang.

Some people, photogenic, obviously look average, but they look good when they are photographed. There are also some people who are born to be in conflict with the camera. They are obviously good-looking, but they look ugly when they are photographed.

Unfortunately, Zhang Guanghang is the latter.

As a Chinese-French mixed-race, he is a 1.92-meter winner in life, and he has never posted a photo of him!

He himself is even a little more handsome than in the photo!

It's not that Jiang Feng has never seen a person who is 1.92 meters tall. Jiang Jianguo is 1.92 meters tall.

Zhang Guanghang was tall and thin, and in the same frame as this, Jiang Feng chose to sit quietly in a corner.

After sitting silently in the corner for ten minutes, Wu Minqi came.

There are a total of 10 women in the top 32. As a chef competition, the proportion of women is quite high, and there is also an age limit. If the age limit for this competition is under 45, then the proportion of female players may be terribly low.

The chef industry is not always so friendly to women.

Wu Minqi didn't see Jiang Feng who was cats in the corner at all, so she was dragged away by the staff to put on makeup.

When all the contestants finished their makeup, it was almost four o'clock. The staff gathered all the contestants and began to introduce them to some basic precautions and competition rules.

Jiang Feng finally came out of the dark corner where the lights couldn't reach, and saw the light again.

Wu Minqi was shocked when she saw Jiang Feng, and said, "Where were you just now? Why didn't I see you? I thought you had abstained."

Jiang Feng: "...Why would I abstain."

"Didn't you ask me to borrow a VIP to watch a drama yesterday?"

Jiang Feng: ...

Please stop talking and forget about this little thing!

"That was actually an accident..."

...

"Okay, I've finished the precautions, now let's introduce the rules of the 32-to-16 game." The staff said.

Everyone looked at him in unison.

"The competition system of this competition is quite special, so it will be kept secret for the time being, but the information of the judges can be introduced to everyone now."

"The first one is Mr. Tong Deyan. I think everyone knows about it. I don't need to introduce the details of the chef of Zhengde Building."

"The second is Mr. Zang Mu, everyone who knows Huaiyang cuisine must be familiar with it."

"The third is Mr. Zhu Chang, Mr. Zang Mu's younger brother, who is also a master of Huaiyang cuisine. You should have heard of his name."

"The fourth is Mr. Pei Shenghua, the current head chef of Chengfang Ju and a master of Huaiyang cuisine."

"The fifth place, which I need to introduce, is the sponsor of this competition, the owner of Good Taste Company, Mr. Han Guishan! Mr. Han Guishan is also a gourmet lover, and he knows a little bit about food tasting, everyone. Players don't worry."

"We arrange the positions of the competition randomly. This is the ranking list, please take a look. Later, we need everyone to cooperate to go on stage and walk through the cutscenes. Let our staff confirm the lighting and camera positions. Please cooperate."

There are only a few forms that everyone has to circulate to each other. Jiang Feng looked at it, number 13.

...

He's had a special affinity with that number lately.

Within two minutes, a staff member asked them to go through the scene at the front desk.

Although it is a live TV broadcast, it is a cooking competition after all, so there is no bgm or slow motion, and it will not let people appear handsomely one by one like walking on a catwalk. Everyone stood in front of their own cooking stations first, and then the live broadcast started. After the competition, the live broadcast also ended.

The host also has it, just to introduce the situation of the judges to the audience, not even the information of the players, and the VCR is not released. The previous staff explained that the VCR will be released in the web drama after a few days.

Anyway, among these 32 people, 16 people will be eliminated on the spot, and it would be a waste of time to introduce them one by one.

It is said to be going through the motions, but I also found some problems. It took a lot of time to adjust the lighting and other things. It was already 7 o'clock when everyone returned to the backstage after all preparations were completed.

Jiang Feng continued to sit in his dark corner, eating his lunch absently.

He just glanced at the game update progress, 99.9%.

This kind of exciting progress bar, sure enough, he is the man who is destined to become the protagonist!

"Why are you hiding here?" Wu Minqi came over with a box of lunch.

"Yes, it's quite quiet. There are few people in the corner," Jiang Feng said.

Wu Minqi couldn't understand Jiang Feng's brain circuit, so he ate a mouthful of cauliflower and said, "This is a knife competition."

Jiang Feng was taken aback: "How do you know?"

"Except for Han Guishan, the other four judges are masters with great knife skills, especially Zhu Chang. His other skills are mediocre, but his knife skills are exceptional. The organizer specially invited so many masters of Huaiyang cuisine. This competition must be better than knife skills. " Wu Minqi said.

Jiang Feng didn't have the nerve to tell her that he had never heard of any of the five judges except Han Guishan and Tong Deyan, who had been announced a long time ago.

"You are very skilled at knives, so you will definitely be able to advance." Wu Minqi left after finishing speaking.

Jiang Feng sat in his original position, and it took a while to react belatedly.

Wu Minqi was comforting herself just now.

He, he is not nervous!