The other judges were the same; although they were generally satisfied when they went in, they would still have to think twice before giving them a perfect score.
After inspecting the basic conditions of the cafeteria, Zhang Qiang led the members of the judging panel to a small private room in the corner of the cafeteria.
It was a dining place they had specially prepared for the judging panel.
Upon seeing Zhang Qiang's action, Wang Dequan immediately stopped him.
"Let's not do anything special. We, the members of the judging panel, can just line up at the cafeteria window to sample the food, just like the other students," Wang Dequan waved his hand.
Faced with Wang Dequan's sudden rejection, Zhang Qiang's heart skipped a beat.
Surprisingly, Wang Dequan wasn't really looking forward to the Peking duck at the cafeteria; instead, he wanted to eat it at the window.
Although this is in line with the entire review process, eating in a private room is not considered a violation of the rules.
It's just that we've changed to a more convenient place to eat.
Zhang Qiang quickly explained, "Teacher Wang, don't misunderstand. Although we're in a private room, the food is actually all from the cafeteria. Eating in a private room is just for everyone's convenience."
"Yes, yes, we won't do anything special. The judges will eat the same food as the students," a school leader quickly explained.
However, Wang Dequan remained steadfast in his belief.
"Actually, everyone doesn't need to be so polite. Our judging panel is very casual. We just line up like the students and can't be treated specially."
Upon hearing this, the other dozen or so members of the judging panel nodded repeatedly, indicating that they didn't need to go to the private room.
Seeing this situation, Zhang Qiang was at his wit's end. In fact, the food in the private room was indeed much better than what the students ate.
Because every dish is specially made, and it's not even in the same league as what you get in the cafeteria.
Although the food in Tsinghua University's canteens is generally quite good, it would still take some effort to satisfy Wang Dequan's appetite.
Now the judges are saying they want to get their food at the window, which has thrown them into a panic.
Several school leaders immediately took out their phones and sent messages to the cafeteria staff.
It means to quickly move the food that was originally prepared for the private room to the window.
There wasn't much food in the private room, and there was no guarantee that the judges would order it, but we had no other choice but to try our luck.
They were just hoping that these people could order one or two dishes that originally belonged to the private room.
But as soon as he finished speaking, the dozen or so members of the judging panel scattered in all directions, just like they had at Kyoto University.
They went to each window to check the food.
When they came across their favorite dishes, they lined up at the back.
Of course, they were just doing their jobs; in reality, none of them intended to eat their fill here.
The point is to taste the flavors and then rate them.
All they can think about right now is finishing this review as soon as possible and going back to Kyoto University for dinner.
Kyoto University is not actually very far from Tsinghua University; it's only a ten-minute drive away.
Based on this time, there should be food available again when we get back to Kyoto University.
These scenes were making Zhang Qiang extremely anxious.
The original 20 dishes in the private room were served in limited quantities.
Nowadays, there are dozens of windows.
The members of these judging panels are arranged haphazardly, representing every team.
He had no choice but to ask the cafeteria staff to keep an eye out for members of the judging panel in that line, and then move the food that originally belonged to the private room to that window.
And you can't make it look deliberate; you have to pretend you're adding food.
However, they faced another problem: the students who had just joined the queue saw the dish.
Since these were dishes they didn't usually eat, they were happy to order the ones that had just been served.
Upon seeing this, all the university leaders at Tsinghua University turned green with shock.
Although there aren't many people queuing now, with only a few people at each window, these students are ordering the dishes they've brought.
Therefore, the chances of being selected by the judges in the back of the queue are very low.
But at this point there was no turning back; it was all down to luck.
Before long, all the members of the judging panel had prepared their own meals.
However, to everyone's surprise, everyone ordered just a little bit.
The portion size is only about one-third of what a normal person would eat.
This clearly shows they don't want to eat at Tsinghua University.
They order food purely as a formality, just to taste whether it tastes good or bad.
This is not a good omen.
“Members of the judging panel, you could actually ask for more food, otherwise how can you be full with this little bit of food?” Zhang Qiang quickly stepped forward and advised.
However, everyone's response was surprisingly consistent.
"I'm sorry, Principal Zhang, we ate quite a lot for lunch and don't have much of an appetite right now, so we ordered less. However, our reviewers here are very fair. We don't eat to fill our stomachs; we just want to understand the overall situation of the food in the cafeteria."
"You don't need to worry, our scoring is strictly in accordance with the standards, and there won't be any other problems."
"Yes, everyone, don't worry. We're here for the evaluation, not for a meal. We appreciate Principal Zhang's kind gesture."
"Principal Zhang, rest assured, we are professionals when it comes to the review process."
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