The Game of Life-Chapter 853 - 852 Final News

Chapter 853: Chapter 852: Final News

Chapter 853 -852: Final News

Jiang Feng noticed Ji Xia’s emotional changes, but he did not associate Ji Xia’s apparent gloom with Zhang Xi. After all, Ji Xia had always been very positive towards Zhang Xi, even describing her feelings as excited and anticipatory.

Jiang Feng simply thought that Ji Xia’s low spirits were because she had been having fun outside for many days and suddenly had to return to normal work, like any child reluctantly going back to school after a long vacation.

He himself, when he was still studying, had also felt half-dead during the first few days of the school year.

Jiang Feng himself had too many things on his plate — the long-quiet production team finally made a move, asking everyone to go to the previous semifinal venue on January 22 for the final rehearsal. The notice also specifically marked that the rehearsal time might be lengthy and hoped that everyone would not be late.

Clearly, the American sponsors probably had settled the issue of live broadcasting with the television station.

Or perhaps, he had finally bowed to reality and decided not to engage in the gimmick of live broadcasting.

Whichever result it was, the Good Taste Sino-American Chef King Competition, spanning nearly four months, was finally about to come to an end.

After receiving the notice, Jiang Feng had asked many people, including Lu Sheng and Ji Yue, about the attitudes towards this final round and found that despite the production team’s slow updates and repeated delays, the public’s interest in the finals was still very high.

People within the circle were all focusing on this competition. A small final with only eight contestants, among whom three were ranked amongst the top ten chefs. The judges were also among the top three renowned and universally acknowledged fair and esteemed culinary critics.

Just by the lineup of judges and contestants, this was undoubtedly a match unprecedented in culinary competition history due to its extremely luxurious assembly.

The peak duel of the century!

Who knows how many eyes from around the world were fixed on the production team waiting for any news about the finals; due to Jiang Feng’s recent rise to fame, starting from a locally known chef in Beiping to now being ranked sixth on the chef board, the attention on him from industry insiders was naturally the highest.

Yet, he had hardly any information.

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Other than an exclusive interview by Taste, guest reviews from Taifeng Building, the only other information they could dig up about him included his height, weight, age, schools he attended from childhood, and a bit more specifically, his college entrance examination scores. Information about his culinary skills was pitifully scant. Apart from this competition, Jiang Feng had only participated in the previous Good Taste culinary contest, where he finished as runner-up. It was clear to discerning eyes that Jiang Feng’s culinary skills at that time were not at the same level as now; everyone wanted to know how he managed to transform within just two years, but no one could explain it.

Even the true extent of Jiang Feng’s actual strength was unclear.

The strongest ability and the dishes sold regularly by the restaurant could not be equated; every person has some secret skills that wouldn’t be revealed unless absolutely necessary.

Even across the screen and through the edits of the production team, many chefs and culinary critics could see that Jiang Feng had never given his all in the competitions, nor had Chef Arno.

These two had always been holding back their trump cards for the finals.

As a result, a saying was now circulating in the industry, if you want to know the real strength of the third and sixth chefs on the chef board, you need to watch the finals of the Good Taste Sino-American Chef King Competition.

Jiang Feng suspected this saying was spread by the production team themselves just to boost the ratings.

The industry news was brought to Jiang Feng by Lu Sheng, while the general public’s news was collected from Ji Yue who had been surfing the internet these days, peeking at Weibo and gathering information.

Everyone’s attention to the finals was indeed not small.

To say the least, the rise of the Good Taste Sino-American Chef King Competition felt quite like an underdog story with a dramatic turnaround. The first episode did not make much of a splash, but the attention gradually increased in the following episodes. With the influence of word-of-mouth and the production team’s manipulation, it hit hot searches several times.

Food is a priority for the people, and a reality show involving top chefs from both Chinese and Western cuisines catching fire is not surprising, as cuisine itself is the most attractive.

Even later, despite various problems delaying the broadcast, the online popularity did not decline quickly. Instead, it piqued the appetites of many netizens. Plus, with the chef board released recently and continuous public education and promotion, many viewers were highly anticipating this final that had been delayed indefinitely.

One wonders if the owner of Eight Immortals Restaurant would regret choosing to cheat for momentary pride, thus losing such an excellent opportunity to promote his restaurant.

You see, business at Eight-treasure House was booming recently. Ling Guangzhao had the ugliest eating manner yet earned almost as much as Taifeng Road — Jiang Feng would tire his hand grabbing red envelopes in the WeChat group every day, and while grabbing them, he genuinely wished Mr. Ling’s business prosperity every single day.

On January 22, as usual, Sun Maochai drove, and Jiang Feng and his group headed to the competition venue, arriving prior to the requested ten o’clock by the production team.

Upon entering the venue, Jiang Feng was astonished.

Money.

This was Jiang Feng’s first and most direct impression of the current venue.

Even though the semifinals were also held here, Jiang Feng felt like he had competed in some rundown warehouse in the suburbs then, not this completely rejuvenated venue, where everything seemed to sparkle with bling-bling effects, where the lighting was overwhelmingly strong, the stage effects seemed computer-generated, and the floors were so clean they reflected your image, exuding a rich and cool vibe, unlike the sort of place he felt he should be in for a super luxurious competition.

What was key now was that this venue had seating for spectators, and not just a few, but filled to the brim, looking every bit like a major theater.

The venue was originally large, with a big stage, and there was room for many seats underneath. Because there had never been spectator seats before, there had only been a lot of empty space, with parts even filled with miscellaneous items making it look like a desolate warehouse; it felt broken and moneyless.

Now it was different, there were spectator seats now, and not just any, but brand-new ones, giving a grand and formal impression of affluence.

The charm of money is indeed extraordinary.

Jiang Feng took a quick glance and felt that the venue could hold at least five hundred spectators.

And for some reason, the chairs in the first row were unusually large, unusually so, big enough for a member of the Jiang Family, looking very comfortable like sofa chairs.

Could this be the legendary VIP seating?

Jiang Feng boldly guessed.

Indeed, it was not just a final, but a spectacle!

Even VIP seating was available.