"A thousand contestants, a thousand cooking stations."
With a thousand people competing on the same stage, the scene was spectacular, ringed by a heavy crowd that, without the broadcasting screens set up around, could hardly encompass the whole situation of Zone A.
Xia Yu, seemingly pushed onto the stage like a duck on a perch, was almost late and caught many glances. However, these glances quickly shifted as three judges arrived and cheers echoed through the city skies.
The panel of judges consisted of two men and a woman.
Among the men, one had a receding hairline and was middle-aged and bald, and the other appeared to be some renowned chef and gourmet. When he waved at the camera, Zone A erupted in cheers so loud, the ground seemed to shake.
