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Chapter seven hundred and sixty-six more waste, less suffering

Ultimately, the United States is good at mass-producing chefs from Dragon Chef and below.

If the other three major cuisines represent the country symbolize the route of cultivation and magic, then the United States is taking the route of technology.

Smith shook his head.

"Even the king of heaven must abide by scientific rules. Can five days make people's cooking skills make leap forward?

That is not science at all, it is magic!"

"Oh~ Do you think that's not magic enough when you see the magic dragon just now?"

Barkley said with a teasing look on his face.

Smith's expression froze and forced his mouth to force himself.

"It's not surprising that some fantasy species can reach or even exceed the size of that magic dragon."

"Since you said that, why don't we make a bet?"

Barkley walked around and finally revealed his true thoughts.

"If it's a bet on the win or loss of the two teams, I must choose first."

Smith said vigilantly.

"OK, OK, let you choose first."

Barkley said very generously.

"Okay, then I'll choose the Heat to win."

Smith said immediately.

The smile on Barkley's face remained unchanged.

"Then I'll put the bet on the Cavaliers, as for the bet...who loses and who wears the Bunny outfit?"

Smith's heart skipped a beat. He vaguely realized that he had been plotted against by Buckley, the dead fat pig, again, but he thought about it carefully for a long time but couldn't find anything wrong.

Seeing that they started betting again, TNT TV's ratings soared again.

Since he lost his first bet and put on women's clothing, Barkley seems to have opened the door to a new world. Now he must bet with women's clothing every time he bets.

Now, the two have a well-known title on the Internet - the women's clothing boss.

It means: both of them are big bosses, and women's clothing takes turns.

But I have to say that their super gimmick gameplay has caused the ratings of TNT TV's NCA program to soar.

After all, there are often women's clothing tycoons. It is rare for women's clothing tycoons who dare to show up in front of tens of millions of viewers. If the label of "public figure" is added, it will become a treasured animal.

If you add the attributes of "eye-shot, blinding"

I'm afraid there are only the two of them in the whole United States.

In the commentary seat, the two were betting on the right track, but the judges were tense.

Soon the dessert scores were already out.

The Heat's dessert master scored 10 points, and this score was neither high nor low, so it could only be considered a normal performance.

However, the Cavaliers' substitute only scored 7 points.

Compared to Susan, this substitute dessert lady is still a little worse than the heat.

Irving's face suddenly turned dark. If the first two scored too low, the pressure would not have been all over him.

If the three of them combined didn't even score 30 points...

‘The boss won’t kill me, right?’

Irving couldn't help but recall the scene of the poor chicken being beheaded by Qian Chen with a knife.

Irving couldn't help but tremble and glanced at Qian Chen from the corner of his eyes.

When he saw that there was no change in expression on Qian Chen's face, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It was Bosh's turn to score with the substitute drinker.

This is also the group with the largest gap in strength.

Bosh is a former All-Star chef. Although he can only be a drinker because he has formed the Big Three teams, and his average score has declined a bit, his strength is still there.

This player named Jefferson is just a substitute and has been on the bench all year round, and he is not even the main force of the team.

But there was no way. Ross retired and Susan asked for leave. In order to exert his strength, he could only be promoted to the position of souvenir chef. The remaining two positions must be topped by the substitute.

The result came out soon.

Bosh scored 21 points, a slight decrease from the previous game, but this score is still stronger than all the current drinkers.

Jefferson only scored 8 points, which was a terrible sight.

More importantly, the gap between the two teams was quickly widened to a full 16 points!

This is really exaggerating. You should know that the current ratings of desserts and drinks are being performed!

Only when the strength gap between the two teams is too big and the whole crushing process will such a huge score difference occur from the beginning.

Irving, who was standing in the audience, was almost cursing.

‘This ** is too unsatisfactory!? The two of them only scored 15 points together? Why haven’t you retired and returned to raise pigs yet?’

The most important thing is that Irving must score more than 15 points before he can complete the agreement with Qian Chen, and the pressure will double!

Feeling that Owen could almost kill people, Jefferson lowered his head awkwardly, as if he didn't dare to look at him.

But soon Irving had no chance to use his death glare, because it was his turn to appear.

With a nervous mood, Owen walked onto the jury and presented his dishes to the three referees.

After a long waiting process, Owen felt that this was the torment before the death penalty.

He looked at Wade beside him.

Recognizing his gaze, Wade suddenly puffed up his cheeks and glared at him fiercely.

Irving wasn't nervous in an instant.

Because at that moment, he seemed to see a bubble fish fiercely attacking him...

Soon the referee started scoring.

Irving raised his head in fear and forced himself to look at the big screen.

The sudden burst of cheers in the audience scared him.

The first thing that came out was Wade's score, and he scored 37 points in one fell swoop!

This is another pretty outstanding score!

Soon, Owen's score also came out.

However, he only got 15 points for the cricket!

There are no more or less, exactly 15 points, and the three of them add up to exactly 30 points, fully implementing the principle of "more waste and less suffering"!

The moment Owen's score came out, the cheers in the venue almost lifted the roof.

A full 38 points lead!

A full 38 points!

Even if James only scored 30 points and held 68 points, they would still win!

Irving couldn't help but touched the cold sweat on his forehead.

15 points, this score is completely unqualified for the appetizer chef.

He even dared not face Qian Chen anymore.

Qian Chen set a minimum standard for them, but they really came according to the minimum standard.

No spirit of enterprising and hard work.

Reminiscing Rose, who was willing to bet on his life in order to drag the game into overtime.

A deep sense of guilt hurts Irving's heart.

At this time, Irving's mind was uncontrollably beginning to appear in his mind. Those comments he saw on the Internet saying that he was dragging his back was a burden.

‘Maybe...a guy like me who is not motivated shouldn’t be here at all…’

Irving walked off the stage in a daze, and Qian Chen patted his shoulder.

“Good job.”

"Um."

Owen replied vaguely. But there was no trace of mania in his heart.

‘It’s good to have 15 points? Is this sympathy for me?’

Qian Chen didn't have time to pay attention to Irving's strangeness.

Because it's his turn to appear now.
Chapter completed!
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