Seeing the surprised expressions of Su Xueer and He Changle, Yang Chen shook his head innocently and said: "I basically don't need to recognize this kind of critic who calls himself a critic."
"That was just..."
Su Xueer pointed at the assistant who was whispering to the judges at the judges' table and muttered.
"I know his father."
Yang Chen said lightly.
"Mr. Yang, you mean...Zhang Changyun!"
Even He Changle couldn't help but exclaimed when he heard these words, his eyes full of shock.
"China's famous director, film critic, screenwriter, Zhang Changyun!"
"He has directed movie masterpieces with a box office of over 6 billion!"
"Speaking of which, he is still my fellow villager. He is from Dijing City and is also the president of the Dijing City Film Association!"
He Changle couldn't help but murmured: "Mr. Yang, who are you to know such a great domestic director? It seems that we are sure to win the Master of Chef Competition this time."
"My junior brother only helped him see a doctor, there is no friendship."
"I was so angry that I wanted to leave my phone number, but I reluctantly left one. I didn't expect that it would be used today."
Yang Chen crossed his legs, folded his hands in front of his chest, and said as if it was no big deal.
Su Xueer and He Changle looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
If such a famous domestic public figure appeared in Donghai City, it would probably cause a commotion in the media and film and television circles, but to Yang Chen, he seemed to be no more than a passerby.
"Could it be that...this is the mind of a miracle doctor!"
He Changle took a deep breath. The reason why he came to Sujia Restaurant to be the executive chef this time was because he received a call from his master Li Chunyi. Otherwise, with He Changle's identity and status, he would never participate in this level of competition.
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When he came, Li Chunyi told him to respect Yang Chen and respect him again and again.
Even Zhuge Qingyun has to respect a person to some extent. He is an ordinary person with the false reputation of being a chef. Of course he cannot be offended.
It's just that Yang Chen's connections are really not like what a door-to-door son-in-law from Qingshan Village should have.
Even if the Jin's Film Group in Tianmen City wants to call Zhang Changyun to make an appointment, they still have to make an appointment.
"I announce that the first competition of the 5th Master of Chef Competition has officially begun. The competition lasts for half an hour. The content of this competition is pasta. Please compete freely according to the ingredients provided on the table!"
"Timer starts!"
At this time, the judge Zhang He, who was wearing a sexy red suit and sunglasses, shouted into the microphone.
Suddenly, a thirty-minute countdown started on the left side of the big screen.
The cameras around the stage began to move, and the scenes of nine catering companies making pasta began to switch on the big screen.
The audience in the audience looked at the picture on the big screen, and everyone exclaimed. Some even took out their mobile phones to take videos, but they were stopped by the staff.
"This cook from Shuanglin Group is very good at cooking."
Yang Chen squinted his eyes and looked at a young man in his early thirties on the big screen. He kept beating the dough with smooth movements. The sound of the dough hitting the cutting board was deep and powerful, full of power.
"I checked before. This is Huang Xuedong's apprentice Shi Xiaoyu. He is very good at pasta and rice noodles."
“What I’m best at is fried noodles.”
"The entire Huanglin Group's noodles are made by him. It is said that he has a very traditional recipe for fried noodles."
"In the future, if Huang Xuedong is promoted to administrative director, Shi Xiaoyu will have the best chance and ability to become the executive chef of Shuanglin Group."
Su Xueer handed the phone to Yang Chen and introduced it.
Yang Chen browsed through it quickly and nodded immediately: "Shuanglin Group has spent a lot of money this time, and all the experts are here. Unexpectedly, Shi Xiaoyu has won many awards, and has also participated in food variety shows.
The program ranked third in the country, and its strength cannot be underestimated.”
"Mr. Yang, don't be nervous. The Food 101 variety show you mentioned was invested by my studio. This Shi Xiaoyu was fourth last year, and my apprentice A Kuan was second."
"Actually, Kuan's ability is enough to win the championship, but in order to avoid suspicion, he only won the second place."
"Shi Xiaoyu is no match for A Kuan when it comes to pasta."
"And the rules of the preliminary round are nine to five, so it's very easy."
He Changle looked at Shi Xiaoyu who was making secret fried sauce on the big screen, squinted his eyes and said: "As for the team from the Donghai City Food Association, they should also be able to advance."
"Lao He, it's okay. I've even invested in a variety show."
Hearing He Changle's words, Yang Chen's eyes suddenly lit up and he gave a thumbs up.
Su Xueer said nothing, but there was a different kind of smile on her face.
A Kuan took action and was solid in the first game.
"Time's up!"
"Now the judges are invited to evaluate the food of the nine participating teams and give corresponding scores. We will announce the finalists in ten minutes!"
For half an hour, amidst the discussion of the audience, a bell sounded to announce the end of the preliminary round.
Nine catering industry teams put five bowls of pasta on trays, and long-legged beauties wearing cheongsam delivered them to several judges.
At the judges' table, Zhang He took off his sunglasses, nodded in the direction of Yang Chen, and began to evaluate.
For five or six minutes, the whole place fell silent.
On the big screen, the scene of the judges tasting delicious food made the audience drool.
"Judges, please use the tablets in front of you to rate the nine contestants. Our system will announce the promotion list within ten seconds after the scoring is completed."
The host laughed.
The five judges at the judges' table picked up their tablets and started scoring.
Off stage.
Yang Chen clasped his hands on his chest, looked at the somewhat nervous Su Xueer and said, "Don't worry, I believe in Lao He, the preliminary round is very simple."
"Um!"
Su Xueer's pink fists were clenched tightly, and sweat was already oozing out of her palms.
She knew very well what winning the Master of Kitchen Championship meant to the Su Family Restaurant and what it meant to herself.
If you're not nervous, that's fake.
"Okay, now the scoring system has been closed."
"Announce the results now!"
At this moment, the host on the stage waved his hand, and nine blue bar graphs appeared on the electronic screen behind him and continued to climb: "Now I announce that Shuanglin Group, Donghai Food Association, and Jiujia Catering,
The five participating teams, Sujia Restaurant and Greedy Food Co., Ltd., successfully advanced to the semi-finals!"
"Next, we will prepare four dishes and one soup for the rematch."
"Now, please discuss whether you want to change the chef."
The host looked at the teleprompter and shouted enthusiastically.
"We need to change the chef!"
Just as the host finished speaking, Lin Yichen in the front row nodded, and the assistant beside him stood up and shouted.
Immediately, Huang Xuedong, wearing a chef costume, slowly stood up and walked onto the field domineeringly under the spotlight.
"We'll change it too!"
Seeing Huang Xuedong from Shuanglin Group take the stage, the other three companies couldn't sit still, and they all came up with their own trump cards and asked the hotel's chef to take the stage.
In an instant, the atmosphere of the entire stadium was high. All the spectators in the audience exclaimed, and the scene suddenly became much more beautiful.
On stage.
Huang Xuedong stood with his hands behind his back, leading a team of four people. He squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of Yang Chen and Su Xueer in the distance, with a proud smile on his lips.
"Does the Su family restaurant need to change the chef?"
Just as the whole audience was talking about it, Zhang He stood up at the judges' table, looked in the direction of Yang Chen, nodded politely, and asked with the microphone.
Following the direction of Zhang He's eyes, a chasing light shot over, illuminating Yang Chen, Su Xueer and He Changle until their whole bodies shone brightly.
All the audience cast their gaze on Yang Chen.
Everyone knows Zhang He's identity, and Zhang He asked him personally, which shows that the Su Family Restaurant is not simple.
"What's going on?"
Lin Yichen looked at Zhang He who was getting up, his face darkened, and he lowered his voice and asked: "Let me find out clearly, what does this Zhang He want to do? I gave him one million!"
"Young Master Lin, I'm going to inquire immediately."
An old man sitting behind Lin Yichen took off his hat, and it turned out to be Xie Zhankui.
He nodded solemnly, got into the crowd, and approached the judges' seat.
"certainly!"
Feeling everyone's gaze, Yang Chen put down his legs and stood up slowly, raising his hand to signal He Changle, who was wearing sunglasses and a mask next to him: "Mr. He, I'll leave it to you for the rematch."
"It is obligatory."
He Changle stood up slowly, went on stage under everyone's doubtful gaze, stood at the front of the Sujia Restaurant team, and then took off his mask and sunglasses in front of everyone: "Hello, fellow judges and audience friends,
I am He Changle, executive chef of Sujia Restaurant."
"Oh my God!"
"It's He Changle, the chef king He Changle. He actually represents the Su Family Restaurant in the competition. This is first-hand information!"
When the media in the front row saw He Changle, they started taking photos like crazy.
Whoosh!
Front row.
Lin Yichen looked at the energetic He Changle standing on the stage, and was dumbfounded: "He Changle, how is this possible!"