At this moment, Li Shangui realized his lapse in composure, quickly grabbed a tissue to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and then told a lie.
"Oh dear, this sea breeze is so salty! My old eyes can't stand it when it blows, and tears are streaming down my face. I guess I'm getting old and useless," he said slowly.
He was afraid that he spoke too fast and the audience in front of the camera wouldn't hear him clearly.
However, most people felt that it made sense after hearing it.
After all, I'm getting older, and my eyesight might not be as good anymore.
Now they are sitting by the sea again, where the seawater is salty and the sea breeze may carry some saltiness.
The wind blew into Li Shangui's eyes, causing him to involuntarily shed tears, which was perfectly normal.
So Li Shangui's excuse was somewhat convincing, but of course it couldn't fool the judges around him.
Of course, these judges were not as high-ranking as him, and since they were all friends, they naturally wouldn't expose his shortcomings.
Unlike the previous contestants, even Wu Zhengchuan, the host, couldn't help but step forward when he saw Li Shangui's situation. Before they finished eating, he picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of fish, and put it in his mouth.
He knew that this year's contestants were incredibly strong; even he, who was known as one of China's top chefs, couldn't guarantee that he could defeat them.
Seeing that each of their products is better than the last, he doesn't know whether to be happy or not.
Anyway, the new generation pushes the old generation aside, and the old generation dies on the beach.
As someone from the older generation, he didn't care; as long as he could see more outstanding chefs emerge in China, he would be happy.
He didn't care at all whether these chefs were better than him and could suppress him.
He didn't care about such things at all; after all, he had been a chef for so many years and had basically had enough.
It's impossible for me to affect the development of other new generation players because of myself.
What he's really curious about now is just how high a level of artistry Lu Rong's dish has reached.
Lu Rong's performance yesterday had already surprised him enough, but judging from his appearance today, he seemed even more confident than yesterday.
So he secretly felt that Lu Rong's dish today was probably even better than yesterday's.
The next second, Wu Zhengchuan's shirt also began to tear...
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