Free Web NovelChapter 671: Chapter 603: A Small Suggestion (Part 2)
Sofia looked blankly at Wang Fan as he turned away, only reacting after a while.
"I actually lost to a chef in a dessert competition?"
"He’s not a pastry chef but a chef?"
"Impossible, he must be lying to me!"
"Liar! Absolutely a liar!"
Wang Fan found a relatively quiet spot, took out his phone, and started to look at strategies.
The strategy was naturally given to him by Zhuo Qianqian.
"Congratulations to Boss for winning again, Boss is the best! According to our calculations, the France Team has roughly three options. The first option is the most favorable to you, which is to underestimate you tactically, thinking you’re now at the end of your strength, and they’ll send someone weaker to eliminate you. The second option is to value you strategically, choosing another Two-Star Pastry Chef for a strong duel, and the third option is for Durand to step into the field personally to face you.
The probability of the first option is sixty-seven percent, the second option is thirty-two percent, and the third option could be one percent or one hundred percent."
Wang Fan was puzzled: "How can there be both one percent and one hundred percent probability?"
Zhuo Qianqian laughed: "His chance of entering the battle is one percent, but recently he’s been pursuing Sofia; if swayed by love, he’s guaranteed to go to battle, as it’s the power of love after all."
Wang Fan was a bit speechless: "Then earlier Sofia spoke to me alone for a while, will this probability change?"
"Oh! Boss, you better be prepared! If that’s the case, the first option can almost be ruled out, and he himself probably won’t go to battle; ninety-nine percent it will be another Two-Star pastry chef, Xiao Bufan, who is the only Asian in the France Team."
Zhuo Qianqian’s voice suddenly became serious: "Boss, don’t take it lightly just because he’s Asian. He’s definitely not going to hold back against you; in my view, he will absolutely give his all to defeat you and step on you to make a name."
"Shouldn’t there be tears of joy between compatriots?"
"You treat him as a compatriot, but he may not see you as one. He’s no stranger to... well, let’s not talk about that. Boss, you must be wary of his deceit; I’m sure he’ll pull some tricks before the match, don’t fall for them.
Oh, right, he’s good at many desserts, but they all have one characteristic: very unique in appearance; he might want to compete with you on that."
Wang Fan said: "Okay, I understand. Once things are settled, I’ll definitely visit the school to thank you all."
"No need, Boss; it’s a united front— boo-hoo-hoo."
"Needed! Needed! Boss Wang, we’ll wait for you through wind and rain!"
"Boss Wang, please make sure to come; the gates of Kainan University are always open for you!"
"Hold her down, don’t let her speak; this pest keeps eating without considering our sisters’ taste buds, hold her!"
Listening to the laughter and chatter coming from the phone, Wang Fan smiled and put it away.
Xiao Bufan, huh? The name itself sounds like it clashes with mine.
He trusted Zhuo Qianqian’s words completely, so he would be extra cautious in selecting ingredients, preparing more than usual.
...
"Captain Durand, let me go this round."
The speaker was a slightly over-170 cm tall man, looking in his thirties, wearing black-rimmed glasses and having an elegant oriental appearance; this was none other than the only Asian in the France Team, Xiao Bufan.
Xiao Bufan said solemnly: "After four matches, he must be very tired, but he knows that if he wins the next one, he will have enough rest time, possibly giving him strength for one more match. If he gets a good rest, our previous four teammates will have lost for nothing."
Durand furrowed his brow; in truth, he wanted to go himself. Sofia’s defeat pained him, the recent chat between him and Sofia burning with anger; he wished to personally teach this Oriental a lesson.
Xiao Bufan continued: "As long as you haven’t entered the field, the opposing side will have considerable psychological pressure, so the ace is generally left for last."
After much consideration, Durand finally nodded: "Okay, then you go, but I have one request: give it your all."
Xiao Bufan smiled: "Rest assured, Captain."
Standing up, seeing Wang Fan resting, Xiao Bufan’s lips curled slightly; there’s nothing more despairing than shattering someone’s hope.
The exciting yet tense match always made people forget time; many hadn’t noticed that it unknowingly reached evening.
Many were even eating while staring at the dark screen, afraid of missing the broadcast time.
When the video lit up again, Wang Fan and Xiao Bufan were back at the workstation.
The crowd originally thought there would be a simple introduction followed by the start, but unexpected changes occurred this time.
Xiao Bufan picked up the microphone with a smile and said: "Esteemed judges and my opponent, I have a small suggestion, wondering if you would consider it?"
Allen and the other three judges were slightly taken aback: "What suggestion? Let’s hear it."
Xiao Bufan said: "After four rounds, I found that the current model is somewhat unfriendly to our dear audience because they don’t know if our desserts taste good. Based on this, I propose this round we compete with an element that the audience can directly see the victory or loss, which is—competing in presentation!"
Pausing, Xiao Bufan continued: "In this round, we will only show the strongest sculptural quality of our desserts, unlimited in ingredients, not pursuing taste, and not caring about form.
After these four rounds, we all know my opponent Wang Fan is strong in this aspect; challenging his sculptural skills might be overestimating myself, but for the best presentation for the audience, I still want to compete with him in design, wondering if the esteemed judges and my opponent would agree to this small request?"
"Whoa, man, this is the mouse licking the cat for thrills? When it comes to presentation, Boss Wang’s skill is unmatched!"
"This guy actually seems nice, looks like a compatriot? An undercover spy?"
"The only thing I can say is that kicking the iron plate is actually kicking an aircraft carrier; competing with Boss Wang on presentation, it’s like showing off a saber to Guan Yu!"
The audience was thrilled by Xiao Bufan’s proposal. Whether these four rounds or previously made desserts by Boss Wang, their presentation had smashed everyone’s expectations; daring to compete with Boss Wang on presentation, really, you deserve to be called a tough guy!
"Agree, promise him! Boss Wang, this is your specialty."
"Indeed, it’s our compatriot offering warmth, Boss Wang quickly agree."
Allen was quite interested in this proposal; not to mention having eaten the whole day, his stomach indeed could barely hold more.
But such matters can’t be decided on his own and must fully consider Wang Fan’s opinion as his opponent.
"Wang Fan, what do you think of this proposal?"
Wang Fan knew he shouldn’t agree at this moment; Zhuo Qianqian’s warning still echoed in his ears, the opponent’s choice must have a trap in it.
But...
"I agree."
"What?!"
"Oh damn?"
"You didn’t tell Boss Wang that this Xiao Bufan is even more skilled in presentation than Three-Star Pastry Chefs?"
As soon as Wang Fan finished speaking, Zhuo Qianqian and her classmates watching in the livestream were stunned.
Originally, they were confident that Wang Fan wouldn’t agree, as they’d already warned him in advance about the pit; but never did they expect Wang Fan to agree!
"What is this? Hard confrontation in the opponent’s strongest area?"
"This choice is very unreasonable."
Zhuo Qianqian was also surprised by Wang Fan’s decision. She had clearly informed him earlier, but why did he choose to agree?
Boss definitely wouldn’t doubt her word; this is absolute confidence in their relationship, yet he still made the choice he thought was least favorable to him, so there must be an unexpected reason.
But what could that reason be?
