Chapter 158 Dimple
"I'm sorry, viewers, because one of the players has some physical problems, so the game needs to be paused." The host quickly picked up the microphone and started to save the situation.
At the same time, the live broadcast of the game has also been suspended and advertisements have been temporarily inserted.
The time countdown on the background display stopped at 13 minutes and 57 seconds. Wu Minqi squatted on the ground and asked Jiang Feng if he could stand up again. The staff went to the auditorium to ask if anyone was a doctor. Standing directly behind Jiang Feng, Zhang Qian was a little agitated. I was shocked by this unexpected situation.
Jiang Feng was not actually dizzy. Thousands of system prompts sounded in his mind at the same time. He heard nothing clearly, only a huge noise, like a winding lightning crackling in his mind and exploding rapidly at the same time. There was a muffled thunder in his ears.
"No, it's okay. I'm just a little dizzy and my eyes are a little blurry. I'll just sit down for a while." Jiang Feng struggled to stand up and sit on the ground. He felt like someone had just punched him in the head. Now he opened his eyes to see the world. It's upside down and there's constant ringing in the ears.
This bullshit game, he will have to complain about it one day!
"Er smash, er smash you, how about you!" Wang Xiulian and Jiang Jiankang ran over from the audience.
"Mom, I'm fine. I just fainted suddenly and fell unconscious. It's okay. Just take a rest and you'll be fine." Jiang Feng said.
"Ding, congratulations to the player for getting: Lie (Advanced)."
Jiang Feng:...
Is it his hallucination? Why do you think this shit game has become more and more rampant after this update!
"Hey, you scared us to death!" Jiang Jiankang looked frightened.
Meanwhile, staff found an emergency physician in the audience.
The doctor gave Jiang Feng a rough examination and found nothing wrong. He didn't talk too much and said that if they were worried, they could go to the hospital for a more detailed examination.
"No, no, I'll just rest for two minutes." Jiang Feng was actually no longer dizzy, and the tinnitus was over. He stood up from the ground and patted the spice powder sprinkled on his body.
The bowl he just spilled was all over, so Jiang Feng asked the staff to bring him another bowl.
After a few more minutes, everyone saw that Jiang Feng was indeed fine, so they dispersed and returned to their work stations, and the game continued.
"Dear viewers, welcome back. Due to some unexpected circumstances at the scene, the game was suspended for a few minutes. Now the game will continue." The host said.
Jiang Feng looked quietly at the bowl of new spices and seasoning powder and the little vegetable juice left in front of him.
[A bowl of mixture consisting of star anise, angelica, pepper, lemongrass, Sichuan peppercorns, mint, cumin, cinnamon twigs, licorice, perilla, pepper, grass fruit, galangal, tangerine peel, comfrey and salt]
[A cup of vegetable juice mixed with peppers, tomatoes, pumpkin, radish, onions, carrots, luffa, Chinese cabbage, Hericium, cabbage, potatoes and zucchini]
This long-lost feeling of cheating...
Jiang Feng's eyes were moist.
He is indeed the destined hero!
The destined champion!
Although the shit game will be late, it will never be absent!
Like a scumbag student who suddenly got a cheat sheet from a top student in the exam room when faced with a blank paper that he didn't know how to write in most of the time, Jiang Feng pretended to smell the powder in front of him.
Well, it does taste like cinnamon twigs!
Yes, grass fruit and galangal!
I can also smell the tangerine peel!
Don't feel too comfortable just writing the test paper with the reference answers.
Jiang Feng thought for a moment and added cinnamon twigs, galangal, tangerine peel and salt to the whiteboard. Adding the four spices, he got 22 points. The promotion was definitely guaranteed.
I looked back at the monitor behind me, there were still two minutes left.
But this organizer was real leather. At first, the host said it was a mixture of spices and seasonings. Jiang Feng thought the seasonings meant pepper, but he didn't expect it to be salt.
It's impossible to smell salt, it's purely guessing.
Everyone can see the white granular powder, but few have the guts to guess whether it is salt or something else. After all, one point will be deducted for every wrong answer, and the risks far outweigh the benefits.
After two minutes, the host announced that the game was over.
The staff came to collect the whiteboards, and the five judges were like graders correcting and grading on the spot. Jiang Feng noticed that the contestants, who had originally looked calm and relaxed, finally began to show nervousness on their faces.
On the contrary, he, who had been nervous from beginning to end, was unhurried at this time.
Shit games are so useful!
The air conditioning in the studio is constant temperature, and everyone is wearing shirts. In theory, long sleeves will not feel hot, but the buddy on Jiang Feng's right started sweating profusely on his forehead from the moment the whiteboard was taken away. Beads, sweat pouring down like rain. His face was full of signs that he looked panicked, but actually he was panicked.
Jiang Feng couldn't help but sigh in his heart, brother, your acting skills are so good, I was almost fooled by you.
"Hey, hey, are you okay?" Zhang Qian asked quietly from behind.
"It's okay, I just fell due to sudden dizziness." Jiang Feng turned around and said.
"Ding, gain 1 point of lie proficiency."
Shut up!
"That's good, you scared me to death with that fall just now." Zhang Qian said, "I saw you in the last game."
"My name is Jiang Feng, a student from University A." Jiang Feng introduced himself.
"My name is Zhang Qian, a student from No. 1 Middle School." Zhang Qian said.
Neither of them was good at talking, so the sudden silence made the atmosphere very awkward.
Zhang Qian and Jiang Feng looked at each other with awkward smiles on their faces.
Not even two awkward minutes passed before the results came out.
Jiang Feng noticed that the collar of the shirt next to him was soaked with sweat.
"Now I will announce the scores of each contestant in the taste section in order from high to low."
"Zhang Guanghang: 26 points."
"Jiang Feng: 22 points."
"Zhang Qian: 21 points."
"Wu Minqi: 20 points."
"Ji Xue: 18 points."
"Sun Jikai: 18 points."
"..."
"Zhang Guang: 11 points."
"Nan Qi: 11 points."
"Unfortunately, the bottom 8 contestants, you have been eliminated." The host said.
Jiang Feng was shocked.
He... is he so powerful?
Even without the 4 cheating points at the end, he still had 18 points to rank tied for fourth.
Rounding it all off is the winner!
After the host read out the scores, everyone's whiteboards were projected onto the screen behind them. Everyone looked back, and the first thing that caught their eye was naturally Zhang Guanghang's whiteboard.
He actually got 27 correct answers, but because he got one wrong answer, he was deducted one point and only got 26 points.
Among the top few, Jiang Feng's handwriting is the ugliest.
It's so ugly that it has no features and no soul.
Zhang Qian is worthy of being the top student in the city's No. 1 Middle School. Her handwriting is neat and neat, and it looks like she got it from practicing calligraphy.
"Does your family also own a restaurant?" Jiang Feng asked.
Zhang Qian answered all the vegetables and 9 spices correctly. Even if her sense of taste and smell are more sensitive than ordinary people, ordinary female high school students should not have so many opportunities to be exposed to so many spices.
"My dad is the chef of Yushanfang." Zhang Qian said.
Jiang Feng:...
Sorry to bother you.
The last eight players were eliminated directly from the field, and the guy next to Jiang Feng was one of them.
"I have a question for contestants Zhang Guanghang and Jiang Feng." Tong Deyan picked up the microphone, "You both wrote in salt, did you guess it or analyze it?"
The staff hurriedly handed the microphone to Jiang Feng and Zhang Guanghang.
"Guess." Jiang Feng said.
"Ding, gain 1 point of lie proficiency."
"Half guess and half analysis." Zhang Guanghang spoke standard Mandarin with a bit of Beijing accent, "The pepper in there is ground into powder, not pepper, so I guess the seasoning mentioned by the host is not pepper."
He didn't know if it was Jiang Feng's hallucination, but he felt that the lights given to Zhang Guanghang by the lighting engineer were brighter than those of others.
"I have no problem." Tong Deyan put down the phone.
"Luck is also a part of strength." The host said with a smile, "Then what we will compete next is 荍."
"荍, originated in the Pre-Qin Dynasty, and later spread to Japan, Korea and other places, is a manifestation of the ultimate knife skills."
"Since it is difficult for us to provide fish with the same meat quality to all contestants, we will let you choose the fish yourself according to the ranking of each contestant in the previous round." The host said, asking the staff to push the big fish A cart of salmon cubes came up.
"This round of competition is limited to ten minutes. All contestants are asked to cut five pieces of fish within the specified time. Overtime will be deemed as a forfeit and will be eliminated directly."
"Now, contestant Zhang Guanghang can choose the ingredients." The host gave Zhang Guanghang a sweet smile.
Two small dimples, just right. "I Have a House of Horrors" is really good to watch (ω), but as a Jiujiang native, I have a bit of a dirty mind (panic) (°ー°〃)
(End of chapter)