"It might sound harsh, but, Luo Dongxia—are you deliberately courting death? Are you courting death because you're tired of living?"
"Of course not—didn't you all think I was courting death during the martial arts competition? Didn't the result prove that I do have reason to be proud?"
“Hmm—”
Even though Liz Chesca had just vowed not to eat another bite, she couldn't resist and tried a little more with her fork.
It's really just a pitiful amount, and I put it in my mouth.
However, even such a small amount was more than Liz could bear. She was so surprised that she swallowed it all without even having time to spit it out.
"What the hell?" Liz coughed. "How did you make it taste worse with the decorations than without?"
"Didn't Miss Liz just say she'd rather eat dirt than taste my cooking? Why have you changed your mind now? Surely a decorated cake is still more appealing than dirt, right?"
Chu Shangli had a devilish smile on his face.
"As for you—I, who only make dark dishes, can confidently guarantee that my dishes are definitely tastier than yours."
"Can you make it any better? This is too exaggerated--" Vivina whispered.
"No, no, although I also think it's too exaggerated, this is the truth. Perhaps what Gong Yitian and the young master said just now is right - being able to make it so unpalatable is actually quite creative and incredible -"
Chu Shangli glanced at the mobile phone lying flat beside him and turned on the screen.
The screen was showing the live broadcast of the competition.
I couldn't help but smile knowingly at the comments that kept flashing on the screen, such as "Because everyone's performance is too exaggerated, I actually want to try something different" and "Is this a comic-adapted drama?"
"It seems like it's causing a stir because it's so unpalatable." Viviana also looked at her tablet silently.
Then he said with a hint of understanding: "Is this also part of your plan?"
"Well, of course not. In my mind, it's actually closer to Gong Yitian and the young master's evaluation. I thought my cake should be delicious, but I don't know why the evaluation I actually received was completely different. It's a bit of a shame."
Chu Shangli took a step forward and raised his voice: "But, I will never admit defeat! So, I still want to make myself lose with more dignity!"
Chu Shangli turned to Chu He and Wei Shengfan: "You two really don't want to join?"
"No, I still..."
Wei Shengfan was obviously unwilling to accept this competition.
"Even simple chips are fine." Chu Shangli rolled his hair with his fingers: "Let me shave my head bald, and then run three or five laps around the playground. Something as simple as this is undoubtedly possible -"
"That..." Wei Shengfan's eyes shifted. "That kind of offer doesn't seem to be of any benefit to me—why should I accept such absurd terms?"
"Really? If there's no benefit, then I don't think our dropping out of Maestro will have any impact on you. Although there is indeed a difference between first and second place, for you, third place, whose family is quite wealthy, it doesn't seem to matter, right? Just like what I said to Feng Ruye before, whether you're in the middle or first place, it's just a normal promotion to high school, and it doesn't increase your value that much."
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