"Squeak~"
With a gentle sound, the door of the meticulously fashioned competitive standard kitchen slowly opened.
Qin Lang, who was wheeling a trolley, immediately attracted the attention of the entire audience.
This situation did not arise during the scoring competition.
For one thing, there were twenty-six contestants who had appeared one after another in the scoring competition.
On the other hand, Qin Lang got more attention because of his performance in the scoring competition.
Moreover, just then, his opponent had presented a very impressive dish.
Under such circumstances, everyone wanted to know what kind of dish Qin Lang was going to come up with in response.
Despite Qin Lang's composure, he cannot help but feel somewhat tense under so many scrutinizing eyes.
Noticing the Spirit Chef's mood, Dan Bao immediately drew near to comfort Qin Lang with affectionate nudges.
"Gududu!"
I'm here too!
Comforted by Dan Bao, Qin Lang's mood gradually calmed down.
