"Contestant A990?"
Zhao Qi stepped onto the stage and placed two trays on the inspection table. The female emcee said with surprise next to him, "You've brought up two totally different exquisite dishes in just one hour? Wow!"
"Pretty impressive!"
Hearing the female emcee's praise, Zhao Qi forced a smile that looked uglier than crying, "Actually..."
He was about to explain, but then Judge Mu Nanzhi gestured to stop him.
The balding middle-aged gourmet, hands crossed, chin resting on his hands, scrutinized the food on the two trays with a discerning eye.
"What's in here?"
Mu Nanzhi raised his hand toward a plate on one of the trays.
The plate, pure white and plain with a cover on top.
The three judges at the table could distinctly smell the seafood fragrance pouring out from the gaps of the lid.
Hearing this, Zhao Qi was taken aback, a hint of unspeakable joy surfacing in his eyes.
That plate contained his culinary creation!
