Giovanni picked up the microphone.

In this situation, it was usually an implicit rule to announce the second and fourth places first.

It was basically a show that had to pursue fun, and it was also to raise people's expectations.

The funniest thing about this kind of broadcast is that the winners and losers are divided.

That's where the broadcasting company drags its ads.

Most viewers really hate such edits, but they can't take their eyes off them again.

Perhaps the biggest reason why the broadcasting company held the competition is this scene.

But. Nevertheless.

Without any delay, Giovanni announced the top spot first.

The reason was simple.

"One day!"

"Wow!"

To that extent, the day was overwhelming.

To the point where no other editing or exaggeration is needed. No, it's to the point where you need to give less weight.

One day I was called a giant. Because he was sitting on a throne that everyone recognized.

There was nothing unusual.

"Congratulations! Food Grand Prix semifinals! The winner of the honor is Chef Lee Haru!"

"Congratulations. Honestly, I didn't expect to win first place.”

"Chef, your cooking was worth a win.”

"The chef in the East ate the top dessert section, by the way. It's a great thing, you know?"

Other judges have also warmly congratulated. It meant that their views were in agreement.

Haru bowed politely to greet.

"Thank you. I've learned a lot from you."

I could feel a little smug look behind me.

The corners of Bacon's mouth, as usual, were up to the limit.

He gave a big thumbs up for the day.

'I'm sure I've changed my mind.’

Now I'm telling you. One day I had to come to America and face my own hardships.

The reason was simple.

The other participants are literally people who cook loudly in the country, starting with Michelin.

Like I said before, they've already won the stars or gone close.

Therefore, pride and self-esteem have penetrated the sky.

What did a day look like for such chefs.

'Chef from a small country in the east. A douche who ran something that wasn't just a restaurant, and luckily came up to Bacon's eyes and came up to his parachute.'

Of course, I didn't show it directly to Haru.

When we were together, we laughed together, and so did the competition.

But not during free time when the camera was off.

He didn't try to hang out with Haru, didn't try to build friendship, and some even ran away half way when Haru talked to him first.

To be honest, I felt really bad.

They must have had a time when they worked as tadpoles, but they abandoned people like this because they were low-grade and didn't think they would help them.

But it's all right now. One day, we turned the tables completely.

The chefs who were mean to me were eliminated first.

Most of the bat-like men who tried to create factions were cut off in the round of 16.

Choi Han-seok once said this.

The chef's thoughts while cooking and the heart that he has usually comes out as a dish.

Whether that was true or not, most of those who tried to pull something off quickly were eliminated.

As time passed and the competition progressed, the way people looked at the day began to change.

And that's the pinnacle today.

'Now no one can look down on me.’

It was a day when I didn't care about that, but now the balance of power is completely different.

Something popped up in my mind.A new request from the underworld. The client said it was a table paradise.

That's where I first met Adam, and that's where I've come to now.

World Food Grand Prix. In the final, a little chef from a small country proudly.

"Once again, congratulations, let me announce first. Chef Lee Haru! "I won the semifinals with confidence and qualified for the final!"

I got a chance to win the biggest star of all.

"Thank you!"

Haru raised his right arm with a bang.

Applause poured out from all around.

I missed Choi Han-seok and Yumi.

The announcement was repeated by announcing.

"I will announce the 2nd and 3rd places at once. The reason is simple. The 2nd and 3rd places were really close. There was only 2 points difference. It's amazing, isn'

Pit-a-pat. Pit-a-pat.

People's hearts kept beating fast.

Three people left. Tanaka and two chefs.

Only one of them can survive and compete with Haru.

Right now

"The second-place finisher, that's--!"

* * *

Haru, I think it's finally time for me to say this.

"What do you mean?"

The evening of the day after the semifinals.

Today, Choi Han-seok suddenly came to me with a serious look when I was resting on the sofa for a while after shopping to cook for the children.

He even folded his arms properly, unlike him. The atmosphere was extraordinary.

You mean the truth? There's one thing I've been thinking about for a long time. Whether to tell you this or just silence.

"Yes, chef."

- A lot of time went by while we were thinking about it. I regretted it, but anyway, you're so gorgeous right now! We made it to the finals. Even though I'm Korean. I'm proud of my pupil.

"……thank you."

The cheek of the embarrassing day turned a little red. I scratched my head, but I couldn't hide my happy face.

What disciple in the world hates being recognized by his teacher like this.

In comparison, however, Choi Han-seok's facial expression became stronger and stronger.

So... I made a decision today. As long as you're in the final and your opponent is him. I think it's time for you to tell you.

That guy.

These were words that Choi Han-seok rarely used. Of course, it was clear who it was referring to.

"You mean Tanaka?”

Yeah, I heard you beat the French chef by only two points.

"You said it was a close call. I didn't know exactly who gave me what score, but Chef Tanaka said that the highest and lowest points of this competition came out at the same time.”

The score that judges can give to one person will be 50 points, scoring five items, a total of 10 points.

However, Tanaka scored 50 points, the perfect score, and 17 points, the lowest score.

It is not known who the judge gave the score.

In other words, what Tanaka made was truly a perfect dish for someone, and it was nothing short of trash for someone.

What's really funny here is. Tanaka's review was really easy.

No one gave a big compliment, no one gave a big bad press.

It's weird. It's a funny thing. Isn't it?

Choi Han-seok smiled.

In fact, there is no end to doubt. It was even more so in a competition like this.

Basically, you have to go back to faith, so that you can proceed normally.

But one day I knew.

Even if Choi Han-seok doesn't say it, he also had the sense and senses he learned from doing business.At the same time, the persimmon of the day was as sharp as a well-crafted kitchen knife.

-I expected it at first, but now I'm convinced. Haru, trust me and listen carefully. Believe it or not...….

"You mean there's a judge behind Tanaka?"

-Yeah, someone behind Tanaka's back must be...…. Huh? Hey?!

Choi Han-seok, who was nodding his head with a serious look, suddenly jumped like a spring.

While looking at the day with a genuinely surprised look on his face, he grabbed the shoulder of the day.

Choi Han-seok seemed to have about three exclamation points on his face.

What, what, what happened? Haru, did you know that?

"I found out today that I really did. But before that, I kept doubting Tanaka."

-But...how? Tanaka was nice to you. Friendly. It was like that when we first met. No?

"We were close. I thought Tanaka was a real friend. But... it kept getting cold. Something's weird. I felt it was unusual."

How? How did you do that?

Choi Han-seok could not help but be genuinely surprised.

No wonder, Choi Han-seok had material evidence.

He saw Tanaka talking on the phone with someone who was sure to be a judge.

Even after breaking up with Haru, he talked behind her back and saw her face change completely.

That's why I was so sure, but how the hell did I get to this conclusion one day?

"The first time I felt strange was when I met Tanaka. No wonder, it was so different from what I expected. I'm sure Tanaka in the edited version of Bacon was a very poisonous person. I could be sure just by looking at the knife.”

In Japan, at a restaurant run by his father.

Tanaka's appearance was literally brutal.

He never tolerated a mistake made by his subordinates, and he was overly obsessed with the quality of the ingredients when he went grocery shopping.

He didn't hesitate to throw away each ingredient that was almost done, and even his face was so cold that it gave me goosebumps.

But then Tanaka came to America and met for a day and became a completely different person.

"At first, I thought I was mistaken. Of course, don't you think? People can be very different from when they cook.”

- That's... that's true. By the way?

"But the more I watched, the more I realized it wasn't. Especially when Tanaka made jirashi sushi in the round of 16. I was half sure when I saw his cooking. It's a lot different from what Bacon showed in the video. Like a different person."

Did you know then that Tanaka was wearing a mask?

"Half-sense. But the same thing happens in the quarterfinals. Even his rank drops, and the more compulsion he gets, the more the mask comes off.”

As I continued to stick with Tanaka, my doubts of the day gradually turned into confidence.

And it's none other than the conclusive evidence.

"Adam, Adam was the final straw."

I really don't know. What about Adam? You came to America and you barely had contact with him. It's just a screening.

"Thanks to the screening, I'm confident. Adam is the one who keeps giving Tanaka the lowest score.”

What?!