A buzz of discussion arose from the audience, and Wu Zhengchuan was completely bewildered by the situation.
The Kyoto Food Street has been held for so many years, and no one has ever said they wouldn't come to accept their award.
After observing Yuan Hua for the past few days, I have gained some understanding of him.
She's really good at cooking and has a bright future.
This person... is a bit difficult to manage.
They are rather casual in their actions and lack discipline.
Do whatever you want, like a little child.
But he didn't expect that even if someone disregarded the rules, they wouldn't refuse to come up and claim their award.
That's incredibly disrespectful to them.
Thinking of this, Wu Zhengchuan's face darkened, clearly displeased.
Just as he was about to cancel Yuan Hua's award and present the second-place award,
At the back of the venue, a chubby chef rushed over, waving his hand and shouting loudly:
"Wait a moment, I'm from stall number 6, I'll help him get it."
Upon hearing his voice, everyone turned to look.
This fat man is indeed the chef at stall number 6.
Many people know him.
He suddenly ran onto the stage, probably because he was too fat and in a hurry.
When he got on the stage, he looked out of breath.
Out of breath.
As soon as he went up, the fat chef apologized repeatedly: "Old Wu, I'm sorry, we just talked to that brat Yuan Hua, but he said he's in a hurry to get to Diamond rank and is at a crucial moment, so he can't spare the time for the moment. So I can only collect it on his behalf."
"What diamond?" Wu Zhengchuan didn't play mobile games, so he naturally didn't understand what he meant.
But most of the audience understood it.
To put it simply, Yuan Hua was still playing a game and couldn't come to claim the prize at the moment.
Seeing this, the chubby chef had no choice but to collect it on behalf of the chef.
He really is a problem child.
The audience couldn't help but laugh.
"Hahaha, that's hilarious. They're still playing games even when something like this happens. They're really thick-skinned."
"If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have remembered. It's said that he didn't come to the competition before because he was busy playing games. Now it seems that the rumor was indeed true."
"What a damn waste of a spot! Why didn't I win? Why???"
"How could a good man like me, who doesn't play video games, be inferior to a game addict? I'm so ashamed I can't even show my face in public. I'll punish myself by giving myself two big slaps."
"Damn it, they really don't respect Old Wu, they don't respect us."
...
Awards should, in principle, be given to the representatives of the participating teams.
Since Yuan Hua isn't coming, the fat chef will have to take over.
Everyone at the scene was having a lively discussion.
Wu Zhengchuan waved his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet.
Everyone wisely quieted down.
"Next, please welcome the nationally renowned food critic, Li Shangui, to present the award to the representative of stall number 6. Let's give him a round of applause."
After he finished speaking, festive music filled the room.
Li Shangui, dressed in a loose-fitting Tai Chi uniform, walked up with light steps, carrying a large bronze trophy.
A hostess followed behind him, holding a large envelope with the words "Bonus of 200,000 yuan" written on it.
The 200,000 yuan cash prize clearly belongs to the third-place winner.
The competition organizers stipulate that the champion will receive a cash prize of 1 million.
The runner-up was 500,000.
Third place: 200,000.
The chubby chef received the award and couldn't wait to run off the stage.
After all, the longer he stands in the audience, the more opinions the audience will have.
It was all Yuan Hua's fault.
Thinking about this, the fat chef was furious.
No matter what bad things happen, I'm always the one who has to clean up his messes.
As the chubby chef stepped off the stage, it was the runner-up's turn.
As for the runner-up, it was naturally Gan Yimu from booth number 19.
Everyone knows this perfectly well.
Not long after, the tall and imposing Gan Yimu went on stage to receive their runner-up trophy and a cash prize of 500,000 yuan.
However, he didn't look happy.
Despite receiving such a large reward, he still acted as if he had lost out.
This greatly displeased the audience.
"Damn it, how come he only got second place and he still looks so sullen, like he doesn't want it to be given to me?"
"I don't know, maybe it's because they feel they didn't win the championship."
"What's there to regret? They were so far from the championship. If they were just a little bit away, it would be understandable, but now they're so far behind. Besides, if Yuan Hua hadn't been tanking, would he have gotten second place? He's clearly getting a good deal and still not satisfied."
"Exactly, exactly. Why does he look so unhappy? It's 500,000 yuan. If he had it, I'd be beaming with joy."
"Perhaps I'm more ambitious. Unlike us, I'm more easily satisfied."
"It's just that it's unpleasant to look at."
Wu Zhengchuan did not like Gan Yimu.
Because Gan Yimu is only good at barbecue, he's not very good at anything else.
Moreover, his rough and unruly manner left a very bad impression on him.
Although he won the runner-up title, it did not arouse the interest of Wu Zhengchuan and Li Shangui at all.
As soon as Gan Yimu received the award, Wu Zhengchuan didn't bother to say another word to him.
I didn't want to look at him for even a second longer.
This infuriated Gan Yimu, who stormed back off the stage with the trophy in his hand.
But there was nothing they could do.
The awards for third and second place are not the main focus; the real focus is naturally on the champion.
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