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Before heading out in the morning, Jiang Jiankang and the others had arranged to meet Jiang Feng at the parking lot. After parting ways with Wu Minqi, Jiang Feng walked towards the parking lot and immediately saw the familiar seven-seater business van, with Jiang Jiankang excitedly waving from the driver's seat.
Opening the door and getting on, Jiang Feng silently took a seat in the last row.
"Son, what are you competing in for the semifinals? Who are you competing against?" After watching today's competition, Jiang Jiankang was more confident than ever and even believed his son could win the championship.
"Wu Minqi, freestyle, I can't make any dish I've made before," Jiang Feng said. "I haven't decided what to make yet."
"The odds are not great," Jiang Weiming said bluntly.
"There isn't much of a chance," agreed Jiang Weiguo, but he rarely offered encouragement, "Give it your all, and if you lose, do so without any regrets."