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Chapter 602 - Wang Fan's Speed ​​and Passion

“对面的阵容里面一共有米其林3星级甜点师1位，2星级2位和1星级7位。

According to my speculation, they will most likely choose tactical consumption in this round, and will definitely not send a 2-star character and their captain. Moreover, the one sent out is most likely the weakest among the remaining pastry chefs.

According to the information I found and the help of the teacher, the most likely candidate to be sent is Aramis, who comes from a long-established one-star restaurant and is best known for his classic French dessert, macarons.

Macarons are characterized by their rich texture, crispy exterior, soft interior, colorful appearance, and delicate compactness. "Boss, as long as you can outdo him in appearance and keep the taste similar, you'll basically win this round, and you can even take a break."

Wang Fan smiled and said, "Okay, having you here really helped me a lot. Thank Professor Liu for me."

Zhuo Qianqian said with a smile: "Teacher said not to just thank her verbally, but to make her a delicious meal when you have time. That would be more practical than anything else."

"No problem. I'll make some braised food and mail it to you in a couple of days. You can give some to Professor Liu when the time comes."

Looking at the French team still gathered together to discuss countermeasures, Wang Fan couldn't help but laugh.

Although you have 10 people to discuss with, I also have a top military advisor here, and he can directly predict your next actions. The principle of "know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win every battle" is something that only we Chinese understand well.

"He should be very tired by now, but we can't give him the chance to trade. We need to conserve our strength, so Aramis will go first in the third round to continue to wear down his stamina. Then, in the next round, we'll completely defeat him and secure our victory!"

After Durand finished speaking, he looked at Aramis and said, "Aramis, although you are likely to lose this round, you still have to use your best skills. I believe that the opponent's condition has begun to decline. Maybe you can win the game directly."

Aramis nodded and said, "Got it, Durand. I will make the dessert that I am best at. If I have the chance, I will definitely beat him."

"Okay, go prepare the ingredients you need, and then try your best to win the game."

In order to prevent Wang Fan from having more rest time, the French team had already started urging the game to start before the rest time was over. However, the organizers were their own people after all, and they insisted that the game could not start before the time was up.

It wasn't until a full hour and 1 seconds had passed that the host announced the start of the competition again.

But what surprised everyone was that the French pastry chef Aramis had already started working, but Wang Fan was still sitting there calmly with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep.

"What's wrong with Boss Wang? Didn't you get enough rest?"

"One hour of rest is indeed a bit tight, and this is already his third game. I guess he must be very tired now."

"I feel sorry for Boss Wang. He doesn't even have a single helper. The others seem completely unable to handle the situation."

"Are we just giving up on this? I understand, but I still feel a little unwilling."

"I can't help it. Boss Wang is not a robot. It's normal for him to be tired."

Unlike the audience's worries, Aramis was delighted when he saw that Wang Fan did not move.

This obviously means that the body is too tired and has not recovered yet!
People who often compete know that during a game with high mental concentration, the body will secrete a large amount of adrenaline, which can allow people to exert greater strength, but there is often a period of weakness after the game. This is the natural function of the body and is basically beyond one's control. Now this opponent is obviously in a weak period!
The winner will receive a prize of 2 Euros. Looking at Wang Fan who was still leaning there, Aramis seemed to have felt the heavy prize money pressing into his pocket.

2 euros is equivalent to his monthly salary. If it were just that, he would not be particularly excited, but he knew that as long as he could overcome the huge mountain in front of him, the players behind him would be vulnerable. He could at least take down three of them, which would be a windfall.

In this game, the advantage is mine!
Aramis began to operate with full confidence, and his movements became brisk due to his joy.

Huh? It's been 20 minutes and he hasn't moved yet?
Hahaha, it seems that victory in this round is within our grasp.

Huh? 40 minutes and no action?

What on earth is he doing? Is he plotting something? Is he going to do something to me? He...

Don’t do this, please move. I’m begging you, please move quickly!
Aramis' mind was full of thoughts at this time about what Wang Fan was up to. There was no way around it, because there must be something wrong when things are abnormal. The unknown opponent was indeed more terrifying.

As he was thinking, he forgot that the whisk was still in his hand, and let it beat the egg whites in the bowl for a while longer.

Aramis reacted quickly and took out the whisk. He looked at the condition of the cream and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Huh... I can't let him influence me. I just need to do what I should do."

Aramis secretly encouraged himself in his heart, and then decided not to pay attention to Wang Fan anymore.

Wang Fan seemed to have his eyes closed, but in fact his eyes were still slightly open, but his eyelashes were so long that it was difficult for others to see.

He chuckled inwardly as he watched Aramis's obviously flustered movements.

Thinking it was about time, he finally stood up slowly.

He stood up and added clean water to the glass kettle, then put in an appropriate amount of oolong tea leaves to boil.

The audience finally put their minds at ease at this point. Although 40 minutes had passed, the remaining 100 minutes were enough for Boss Wang to turn the tide.

It is the real achievements that give the audience absolute trust.

Aramis also breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he could move, it would be better than guessing... Oh my god! Why did you sit down again?
At this moment, Aramis really wanted to walk up to Wang Fan, grab his collar and ask him what the hell he was doing!

Not to mention him, even the audience who had always supported Wang Fan wanted to rush onto the stage to support Wang Fan.

Or if I raise my hands high, will I be able to share some of my energy with him?
"Stand up, brother! Brother Wang, you can do it, just take a few steps!"

"Don't lie down again, Boss Wang! Why sleep so long in life? You will sleep forever after death! Stand up and fight!"

"You can take down the foreigner on the other side with just a little effort, but you have to make a move!"

The audience was really in tears at this time.

This person was afraid of having no hope, but was also afraid that if there was a little hope, it would disappear again. Wang Fan's standing up undoubtedly gave them hope, but when he sat down, wouldn't the hope be shattered on the spot?

We can't just turn the tables like we did last time by relying on a cup of tea?

Those foreigners wouldn't be so stupid as to fall into the same mud ditch twice, right?
No way?
Aramis was already a little angry at this point. He felt that this young man from the East was really rude. He was competing with him wholeheartedly, but he was actually sitting down and resting the whole time! Although you have already fought twice, you should stand up straight and be defeated by me, or defeat me. You are surrendering now. I will defeat you thoroughly with my specialty dessert, macarons!

Wang Fan closed his eyes and seemed to have fallen asleep due to exhaustion. The passage of time had nothing to do with him anymore.

The game time passed by minute by minute, and Aramis' macarons were already put into the oven.

Get up! Stand up!
The anxious audience kept praying in their hearts, then slowly gave up resistance, and finally gradually accepted the reality, because there was really not much time left.

Aramis’ macarons have been placed on the plate, and all that’s left is the final presentation to complete them.

Boss Wang, hurry up! Time is running out for the Huaxia team!

Wang Fan seemed to hear the audience's final desperate cry, and his eyelids twitched.

Then, when he smelled the complete fragrance of oolong tea, Wang Fan stood up in an instant.

After slightly moving his limbs and taking a deep breath, he quickly mobilized all the muscles in his body.

Then, the next second, a scene appeared that almost made the audience's eyes pop out.

If he looked as still as a dead person just now, then at this moment he was definitely as agile as a rabbit.

Possessing perfect body control ability, he is far beyond the reach of ordinary people when he goes full blast.

Quickly weigh the cooked glutinous rice flour and white cloud bean paste, pour in oolong tea and stir quickly with chopsticks into dough. After the temperature drops slightly, quickly knead it into dough.

Immediately after a dazzling series of operations, dumplings of five different colors suddenly appeared on the chopping board of the workbench.

The audience, host Zhang Tao, all the contestants and the three judges all had the same expression at this moment - stunned.

"So Boss Wang is so fast?"

"He used to be slow and fast, but now it's like he's turbocharged!"

"Bullshit turbocharging! This is like replacing the engine with a fighter jet."

"Damn, I seem to see afterimages..."

Everyone was still in shock. Wang Fan had a piece of white dough in his hand. He picked up the green oolong tea ball and stuffed it directly into the dough. With a twist and rub of his fingers, a smooth little ball appeared in his hand.

Then he pinched off two very small pieces from the black dough, rubbed them in his hands and pressed them onto the white ball.

Pinch off a piece of dough from the red dough, push it with your thumb to get a piece of dough that looks like a small hat, and put it directly on the white dumpling.

These operations are actually quite normal, but what shocked everyone is that only his right hand completed this step!
Zhang Tao came back to his senses and introduced excitedly, "Dear audience, our contestant Wang Fan has finally started moving, and he's even using a martial art you've only heard of in martial arts novels—double-handed fighting! His left hand has been crafting various parts, while his right hand has been piecing them together. Oh! I see, it's actually a panda head!"

As he finished speaking, the camera gave a close-up of Wang Fan's workbench, where a giant panda head wearing a little red hat was already placed.

The giant panda's eyes and nose have been completed, and in just a short while, two round little ears have even been added.

Then the audience felt as if in the blink of an eye, a small red ball appeared next to the panda's head, and then they saw Wang Fan's hands covering the small ball like a cage, pressing and hitting it, and in the blink of an eye, the small ball turned into a small stool in the shape of a lucky bag. Such a magical scene really opened everyone's eyes and made many people feel excited.

"To be honest, I suspect Boss Wang turned on the accelerator."

"It's on, absolutely on. As long as it's not turned off, it's on. Even an AE86 can't go around a ditch this fast."

"Not only is it fast, but the things he makes are also incredibly delicate. I've seen people who knead colored clay take more than ten minutes to make something like this, but he finishes it in just a few seconds!"

"Oh wow! There's also a bow belt! Oh wow! Assemble it, assemble it! Lucky bag and panda combined!"

"Wow, it's holding bamboo shoots. This panda lucky bag is really nice."

"Fuck him! I thought Boss Wang had given up on the competition, but he actually wanted to show us a fast and furious show."

"It's on fire! This is more than twice as hot as Bo Ran!"

At this time, there were bursts of exclamations at the scene. As the most representative animal of Sichuan or even China, the audience's love for pandas is deep-rooted.

A vivid and adorable lucky bag giant panda appears right before our eyes. How can the audience who already like this kind of animal bear it?
Wang Fan held a pair of small scissors in his hand and cut out the rough edges of the little white ball on the panda's head and the edge of the hat. He then took pink food coloring and gently rubbed it on the panda's white face. Two light blushes appeared, making the panda look even more adorable.

Finally, I carefully wrote the word "Fu" on the lucky bag panda. This panda lucky bag dessert was completed in just a few minutes!
Even the time he spent pinching the panda might not have been as long as the time he spent writing the word.

But there's nothing I can do about it. My handwriting isn't very good, so I'll just write every stroke carefully so I don't make big mistakes and lose a lot of points.

Aramis was dumbfounded.

He felt that in the time it took him to take the crust out of the oven and squeeze the cream to put it together, the Oriental man had magically conjured up a panda!
This isn't a dessert competition, he must have used magic!
Cheating, this is blatant cheating!

"Protest, he must have done it in advance!"

"Protests are useless. We have the entire process on video. He was just going fast. No, he was just extremely fast..."

Allen felt like he wanted to protest as a referee.

Who can stand watching someone showing off their skills right in front of you as if they were cheating?
When the two things were placed in front of him, he couldn't bear it anymore.

Panda!
He has bought an annual pass for the Beauval Wildlife Park so that he can visit the giant pandas often!
When the baby who made his dream come true was born, he watched the entire live broadcast.

Making a dessert in the shape of a giant panda, you're not hitting my soft spot, you're hitting my heart, you bastard!

Protest! I also want to find someone to protest!
(End of this chapter)