"100 points!"
"I also give full marks! Don't worry about getting arrogant!"
"Unquestionably excellent, such superb cooking skills shouldn't belong to someone of this age!"
The three scoring panels at the judges' table simultaneously displayed the maximum score.
Ding.
Then, the broadcast screen summarized the total score given by the three judges:
Three hundred!
Directly overflowing!
"Ahem, sorry for the inadequate hospitality—"
Xia Yu reached for his forehead, but his hand grabbed nothing. He never had the habit of wearing a headband, so he was momentarily puzzled, a little self-mocking inside, ha, accidentally too engrossed in the role. He shrugged and smiled at the female judge watching him intently on stage, "As long as you're satisfied."
After speaking, he turned to leave the stage.
"Wait!"
