Chapter 1095

Autumn selection, final day.

It's still the moon and the sky, it's still a familiar venue, and there's still the deafening roar of the audience. The only difference is probably the cameras set up on the competition stage and the reporters gathered below.

Yang Ming is also a little surprised that everyone attaches great importance to this competition. Can a cooking competition be broadcast live on TV? Will anyone really watch a cooking live broadcast for several hours? It seems that previous chef assessment competitions did not have this kind of treatment.

"There are many more guests at the VIP table..." He heard Ye Shanliang say next to him.

"Yeah." Yang Ming also looked over there. The VIP seats were specially reserved by Totsuki Academy. During the semi-finals, they were only less than half full, but now they are full.

He and Hayama Ryo were both standing in the contestant passage leading to the venue. The lights around them were dim, but their eyes were faintly glowing.

Yang Ming didn't know Hayama Ryo very well. He was not a stalker like Subaru Mimasaku, who wanted to keep everything in his mind. In fact, the first time he knew this name was from Yukihira Soma. Later, after watching one of his games, this talent left a deep impression on him.

With his extraordinary sense of smell, he can illuminate a whole new world of food just by relying on fragrance. He is known as the "God's Nose"... He has a good ear to listen to the comments of the audience next to him.

Color, aroma, taste, the samadhi of food. If a dish wants to firmly capture a person's stomach, it must first start with these three. This is the foundation of a chef’s livelihood and the foundation of his life.

And that boy... has reached the pinnacle of mastery of fragrance. Compared to others, he is like having a key that can open any door on the way to a treasure house of gourmet food.

Strong...very strong, stronger than any opponent he had encountered before. That is an opponent who has already begun to break away from "skills" and is moving forward bravely in the direction of "intentions".

While Yang Ming was looking at Ye Shanliang, Ye Shanliang was also thinking about Yang Ming.

He had carefully watched the videos left over from the autumn selection before, and he also watched every game of the main game carefully, observing every opponent carefully, and the one he valued most was Yang Ming.

In Ye Shanliang's view, what couldn't match Yang Ming's strong cooking skills was... Yang Ming's weak desire to win.

Of course, saying that his desire to win is weak does not mean that he is completely indifferent to winning or losing. Of course he could see that Yang Ming also wanted to win, but at most he would try his best for a game instead of fighting to the death.

What surprised Ye Shanliang the most was that the desire to win in Yang Ming's heart was far less intense than the pride hidden in his bones. Others win the game for the sake of victory, but Yang Ming does not want to lose.

I didn’t want to lose, so I won. This sentence sounds simple, but it is very scary when you think about it carefully.

"People can't be arrogant, but they can't be arrogant." If Ye Shanliang knew this sentence, he might have some understanding of why Yang Ming was like this.

However, no matter what Yang Ming did, he wanted to win, have the last laugh in this autumn selection, and prove that he was the strongest among the first-year students in Yuanyue.

“The time between now and the actual cooking time counts as prep time.”

"Two contestants are invited to enter and start preparing their own ingredients and cooking utensils."

Wearing a slim-fitting uniform, Isekhui stood in the center of the venue, calmly holding a microphone and presiding over the finals of the autumn selection, looking towards the two people in the aisle not far away.

It’s about to begin…

Yang Ming stepped forward and walked out of the dark passage, preparing to welcome the bright light falling from the sky. At this moment, Ye Shanliang, who was beside him, suddenly accelerated and passed him. When passing by him, he still left behind said a word.

"Yang Ming...the person who stands at the top of the selection this time...will be me!"

These words quickly dissipated in the air.

Yang Ming looked at Ye Shanliang, who only left his back, and smiled. Was he nervous?

In the opponent's previous game, Ryo Hayama's performance was simply amazing. Standing on such a big stage, he was still calm and silent, and no one could feel his emotions fluctuating at all. He did not waver despite the roar of the audience.

The entire cooking table fell into his domain, and the entire space was dominated by him, as if he had seen his heroic appearance when he was cooking his own food.

In Yang Ming's view, Ye Shanliang should be the same type of stable performer like him, and all of this is based on their own unshakable self-confidence.

But what he just said seemed to be a demonstration or a statement to prove his determination, which clearly exposed his slightly shaken self-confidence.

Will Hayama Ryo like this... become easier to deal with? Or is it harder?

I have to say that people are sensitive to other people's feelings and slow to themselves...

"Yang Ming! Yang Ming! Come on!"

"Ryo Hayama! Show your courage!"

The game hadn't even started yet, but the mere entrance of the two men caused a wave of noise in the audience.

"The audience for this year's autumn selection is much more enthusiastic than before..." In the media box reserved exclusively for reporters, reporters discussed the grand occasion in front of them, and the cameras faithfully captured it all.

"After all, it is the finals of the autumn selection...and this year's players are far more powerful than before. The audience was almost full during the semifinals."

Seeing that both of them were standing in front of their own cooking tables, Isshiki Hui nodded slightly to the staff standing in the corner after the staff brought all the cooking utensils and ingredients.

"what happened?"

"Why did the lights go out?"

The lights that originally illuminated the surroundings in the venue dimmed like daylight one by one, and then gradually became brighter. However, it was not because the lights were turned on again, but because the moon and sky appeared on top as the ceiling moved. A huge gap.

"Wow - so there is such a mechanism..." Yang Ming looked at the stars falling from the sky, spreading over the entire venue, and what was even more eye-catching was the perfect bright moon in the sky.

"No wonder it's called between the moon and the sky..." Just look up slightly and you can feel the vast starry sky above your head, as if you are in the boundless sea of ​​​​stars. The wonderful design of this building can only be perfectly realized at this time. Reflected!

People in ancient times believed that all things in the world were controlled by gods. In countries with a long history, there were rituals to offer offerings to the god of fertility in autumn and pray for a good harvest in the coming year.