Galactic Garbage Station

Ding--

Su Jing pressed the button and finished first.

Once the key is pressed, no further action can be taken.

“Su Xin was the first to complete and scored 10 points in the order. A beautiful waitress is invited to send this hot dance to the judge chair.” The man presided over Lang, a beautiful waitress in a cheongsam came to the stage. Naturally, this beautiful waitress was carefully chosen. After all, it also attracted some audiences. She took an elegant step and came to the front of Su Qing, taking the whole fire and phoenix dance to the chairman of the jury.

Intense aroma, fluttering nose, makes the waitress unbearable to take a deep breath and swallow. This detail happened to be captured by the lens, many viewers couldn't help laughing, a beautiful woman swallowed a plate of chicken-butt-ass, the contrast was too strong. Beautiful waitress also realized her faults, she couldn't help but have a red face and thought that the chicken - ass - was so fragrant, how could it smell so good?

The waitress put the dishes on the bench, and the five judges couldn't stand it. They weren't very fond of chicken-butt-ass, but this finished product looked perfect. It's the perfect dish to say one dish, full of color, fragrance, flavour, shape, and meaning. The first impression, of course, is the colour and shape, some dishes look messy and people don't want to move chopsticks at all, but some dishes are intolerable at first glance.

This fire phoenix (chicken's buttocks) dance (buttocks), with its golden butter on the surface, is a little burnt, like a barbecue, the skin should be brittle, with chillies, onions and other ingredients, it looks appetizing.

The second impression, the scent, this fire phoenix (chicken's buttocks) dance (stock), is just too fragrant, just a sip, all five judges almost couldn't help but drool, no wonder the waitress just broke down, no wonder of her.

The five judges, clumped together, put it in their mouths, then their collective eyes brightened, eyebrows stretched, mouth slightly split, the collective revealed an incredibly intoxicating colour, this dish outside scorched, fat, not tired, a sip down, crispy oil slippery, the delicious instant spread out of their mouths, stimulated the taste buds exploded, the saliva gushed out.

The audience at the scene and in front of the TV couldn't help but swallow the water.

“Damn it, is it so good? Judges don't have to be so intoxicated? ”

“It does look delicious, I wish I could go inside the TV and try it. ”

“I hated chicken-butt-ass, but this plate looks really good and I can't even tell it's chicken-butt-ass. ”

“Chicken-ass can do such a good job, it's also great. ”

“Five judges, how do you like the taste of this phoenix?” The hostess couldn't help but ask.

“Delicious!” Five judges, chicken-ass in their mouths, said a word. Then, there was nothing else. They were grabbing at it, and they stuffed the drums in their mouths, especially Zhu Yihong, with four pieces in a row until they were robbed. The whole fire phoenix dance (chicken's buttocks), instantly saw the bottom, even the ingredients such as onion flowers and chili were eliminated.

The male and female presiding officer asked another question, and the five judges were stuffed with their mouths and unable to speak. Both male and female hosts can't laugh. The audience at the scene and in front of the TV can't laugh. How long has it been since you five judges ate?

Thirty-three other chefs on the scene are extremely nervous and depressed. Su Xin's dish is not only gorgeous and quick, but also looks like a judge. Needless to say, the score is definitely not low. Moreover, the lenses were almost completely robbed by Su. They felt a tremendous amount of pressure. They didn't dare to distract themselves and concentrate their efforts to prepare their own dishes.

“This phoenix dance is perfect!” Zhu Yihong finally finished his chicken-ass, couldn't help but get excited, "I had never eaten such a delicious dish before, it was like climbing a peak. The pattern on it not only makes the chicken-butt-ass taste great, the flavor just blends into every detail, every cell...”

Song Xueru snapped: “I finally understand why, in less than three minutes, you can fry the chicken-butt-ass, because it looks like a big piece, but Su Xiao should have handled every detail carefully, as if it had been cut into silk to fry, and as if it were barbecued on a fire. However, it is incredible not to burn a little...”

Zhou Fresh interjected: “I only have one review of this dish - full score! Clearly a lot of people would cut off the lost chicken-butt-ass, but they could do it so perfectly, which is a really good chef..."

Just now, all five judges grabbed the reviews, but now they can't help but grab the reviews, excited to admire them, overflowing with words. The timing of their comments was grossly exceeded, and the two moderators tried to interrupt several times and were unable to match their comments. Finally, the director waved his hand to say that it was okay, although it was not within the range of the reservation, but the atmosphere was definitely to improve the viewership rate, the judges were excited, it was impossible to perform, don't say that they were not professional actors, even professional actors could not perform so well.

“I hit 100%. ”

“Needless to say, 100%. ”

“100%. ”

“100%. ”

“One hundred percent, if I had 10,000 points, I would have played 10,000 too. ”

The audience at the scene and in front of the TV, the chefs at the scene, were stunned. Are you kidding me? Collective score? Does that keep people alive? You get a full score when you get up here. What's the matter with the people behind you? How can you compare?

“Damn it, what's going on?” Cao Cao almost wanted to jump like Ray. The reaction of the judges just now made him nervous. He only hoped that the five judges would improve the viewing, deliberately exaggerate some, not necessarily give a high score. I didn't expect that they would give a full score collectively. This is no longer a question of high scores and cannot be overcome at all.

“Haha is a good brother.” Qin Xu Lan was very excited.

“Oh, how does that make people play back there?” Zhou Lan laughed.

“My brother won.” Soya smiled.

“I'm afraid no one can overwhelm him in cooking.” Wang Yan was helpless and wanted to see Su Yan eat once.

“Brilliant.” Dong Kao couldn't bear to praise. Wang Siya, Shiqing and others were all delighted.

All chefs and audiences are aware that the championship seems to have emerged. First done, full ranking, full rating of judges, gorgeous stir-fry dishes, audience votes can't be low, right? Several chefs on the scene almost threw down the pot to admit they had lost, but they were also sponsored, and they could not lose the chef's qualities, so they had to carry on with their scalps.

And of course, there's a part of the chef who doesn't like losing, and nobody can say it until the end. As soon as we finish, let the judges score close to full score, and then the audience votes, which exceeds Su Qing's cut, there is a risk of defeat.

“Audience friends in the field and in front of the TV, now that Su Qian's voting channel is open, it ends in 10 minutes. If you support him, the audience in front of the TV can send a text message to Su Qian...” The hostess introduces that the audience in front of the TV and in front of the TV are all starting to vote. The audience in front of the TV is using voting machines, and the audience in front of the TV sends a text message. Everyone's voting channel is 10 minutes.

The remaining 33 chefs, who are gradually doing it, are mostly underrated and pitifully underrated, although there are also near-full ratings, the momentum is iterative and the atmosphere is tense.