With twenty minutes remaining, students submitted their work one after another.
Tiqie Helinai, as one of the Elite Ten, had ample work experience and was even more suited than Xia Yu for the role of a guest lecturer.
Under the scrutiny of her "Divine Tongue," the flaws in the students' dishes were pointed out one by one.
On a normal day, if she encountered flaws that she could not tolerate, Tiqie Helinai would certainly give a frustrated "fail" mark. But with Xia Yu's reminder, she could only hold her nose and sample the students' culinary creations.
Ding.
Soon, the last second on the timer also passed.
The successful students curiously gathered around Xia Yu's cooking station, while the failures either squatted in the corner with their heads down or dragged their heavy footsteps out of the classroom, their expressions grim, preparing to head home.
"Time's up!"
Xia Yu opened her eyes.