Chapter 454: Are you acting here?
"Why doesn't our second group have a name?"
"This isn't fair! Why didn't anyone get in?"
"People from other groups have advanced. What's wrong with our group? Why don't we have a single spot?"
Amidst the sparse applause, two sounds of breaking defense came from the audience.
"Both of the second group were eliminated?"
"It seems so. I didn't hear him read it."
"Who are the two in the second group? Oh, the one who threw the fish!"
"When those two were fighting over the fish, I thought I was going to be eliminated. They almost came to blows. The old man's face didn't look good when the fish fell to the ground."
Zhao Xiaojing and her group of four turned their heads and looked back a few times. Instead of discussing the advancement of the fat man and Zhao Xiaojing, they gossiped in low voices about the two players who had broken through their defense.
"Now the two of them have united, and they are quite shameless."
"Since one group is eliminated, will there be a group behind that all advance?"
"It's definitely not going to be easy for everyone to advance. At least they have to act very conflicted and heartbroken, and put on a good show to get everyone to advance."
"Maybe they're going to have a resurrection competition system, where everyone pays for drinks or seasonings to get voting rights or something. They can make a lot of money while gaining popularity. It's a routine operation for Baitao." The fat man, who knew everything about TV variety shows, smiled mysteriously.
"That makes sense. Harvesting every leek to its fullest potential is the true path of capitalism!"
"Does that mean this episode will be airing soon? If it's not airing, how can people vote?"
"Then won't our next match have to wait at least another week? We have to wait until the vote is over and everyone is resurrected before we can gather together."
As soon as the idea of the Fatty Resurrection Competition System came out, the three of them immediately agreed, and the topic then deviated further and further, and they had long forgotten what they were originally discussing.
But then there was a deliberate cough, Dang Yongge picked up the microphone, and the four of them immediately fell silent again.
"This is the first competition, and the teacher and I have similar ideas. As for the evaluation of the dishes, the teacher also pointed out all the necessary points during the tasting. However, after some discussion, I decided to represent the group and give a few words to everyone.
In the last competition, the teacher emphasized two key points. The first was hygiene, which I saw all the contestants in today's first round achieve. The second was detail, which I also noticed was that everyone's plating was very exquisite. However, the details the teacher mentioned don't just refer to the fineness of the ingredients; they encompass all aspects.
Dang Yongge paused for a moment, looked around, and a serious look appeared on his face.
"Everyone here is under 35 years old, living in a modern society of material abundance. We haven't experienced the hardships we faced during our time, when every grain of rice was hard-earned. However, today's abundance doesn't mean food can be wasted recklessly, or that we can disrespect it for the sake of a game, or destroy it to hinder our opponent's performance.
The teacher said we need to pay attention to detail, but you only care about meticulously preparing the food and exquisitely presenting it, thinking that's all there is to it. Little do you realize that cherishing the ingredients is the most fundamental detail a chef should pay attention to. You asked me why your second group didn't advance, and this is why. You can't even pay attention to the most basic details, and instead, you consider waste as an honor. If you don't get eliminated, who will?
The party's songs are resounding.
Someone in the audience took the lead in shouting "Good!", followed by a round of warm applause.
"Another point: I've been a public figure for quite a while, with numerous speeches and publications, but that doesn't mean studying my preferences is a shortcut. In fact, in any industry, it's crucial to steadily accumulate solid skills. Cutting corners isn't the right approach for long-term success. I urge everyone to focus on the art of cooking itself. If a dish is good, my teacher and I will give it a thumbs-up. If it's not, then catering to our preferences will be pointless."
That's all I have to say. I hope everyone will think carefully about what I've said and not go astray. I also hope that the contestants who haven't competed yet will learn from my experience and avoid making these stupid mistakes again. "Dang Yongge said this and sat back down.
There was thunderous applause from the audience.
"Is Dang Yongge always speaking like this?" Zhao Xiaojing asked while applauding.
"You are very upright, right?" Guan Yingxia said.
"Yes, and also, I feel like I can generate a manuscript in my head at any time."
"He started out as a host, then became a critic and a writer. His skills are nothing special."
"Besides, a competition can't be bland. There must be some sharp words and fighting passion, and the level should be raised from time to time, so that the audience's mood can surge." The fat man, a long-time fan of variety shows, began to analyze again.
"Okay, thank you to our judges and the staff in charge of logistics. Now our competition continues. Please invite our eleventh group of contestants to come on stage. In addition, our cafeteria is on the fourth floor. Contestants who are not competing for the time being can go to the cafeteria to eat on their own." The applause subsided and He Xi took charge of the situation again.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Xiaojing looked towards the competition area and discovered that the twenty tables that were messy just now had been cleaned up in an instant, and the various seasonings had been rearranged and replenished. She had been so focused on listening to Dang Yongge's words that she hadn't noticed that the competition area had been cleaned up. It turned out that this period of time had this purpose.
"It's getting late. You guys should eat first. I have to get ready." Wen Xinyuan pointed to the backstage consciously, gave instructions to the three people, and ran over with his body hunched.
He is in the twelfth group. The eleventh group of contestants have already gone on stage, and it is time for him to go backstage and wait.
"Are you hungry? Do you want to eat or wait for him?" asked the fat man.
"I'm fine. Is Sister Xia hungry?"
"It's okay. At least we can wait and see what he's going to do before we go eat."
"OK."
The three of them agreed not to rush to eat and just sat there to continue watching the game.
Perhaps Dang Yongge's words worked, as the second game started off quite harmoniously. The two people in the first group were as polite as moral models. They had to discuss carefully before taking each ingredient. After a full five minutes of discussion, the two of them each carried a basket and went to the competition area. The refrigerator was basically full of ingredients, and there was no extra food or waste.
I thought this was the most harmonious scene in the competition, but when it came to Wen Xinyuan's group, the two of them became humble as soon as they came on stage, and even competed to let the other take it first?
"No, is Wen Xinyuan acting here?"
"Hypocritical! How can he give up this? Why doesn't he just give the promotion spot to someone else?"
"Tsk, I don't even want to see that face!"
"This guy definitely didn't hold his fart well!"
"That's right, he and Zhao Duo are one Crouching Dragon and one Phoenix Chick!"
The audience started cursing again.
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