Elimination

"Bang!"

The bottom of the clay pot exploded, and rice grains and sausage meat sprayed everywhere. The entire pot of rice was ruined.

The live broadcast cut to Zhao Man's face.

There was shock, disbelief, and frustration on her face.

The audience below the stage was also discussing.

"What's going on?"

"Aiyo, the pot has exploded. She's going to be eliminated in this round. What a pity."

"How could this be!"

"The quality of the pot is not good…"

"What a pity. Originally, Zhao Man had a chance of winning the championship. Now, everything has been ruined."

Qin Lang mocked, "She can just take third place. Third place is not bad either."

He sat below the stage and watched with a smile, not surprised at all.

He was the one who did this.

In the afternoon before the competition, when the contestants handed in the materials, he sent his eldest disciple, Zhang Cheng, to tamper with the bottom of the casserole.