Pull out a piece of dough, roll it into a strip, pinch it into a cone, cut into strips, brush with water, poke holes...
Huh? When did I start using repeated words? And so many of them? Have I been in the South too long?
As my mind wandered, my hands had already completed a lotus pod with stamens.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we can see that Boss Wang is in a very good state right now, and he's smiling as if he's thinking of something happy. Seeing him like this, I feel that the outcome of this competition is still uncertain."
As the host, Zhang Tao couldn't be too biased, but seeing the almost-constant upward curve of Wang Fan's mouth, he knew this round was far from over.
And it seemed like the opponent might be having a bit of bad luck?
Zhuo Qianqian's previously tense expression completely relaxed when she saw Wang Fan's current demeanor, and her heart settled back into her chest.
The way the boss looks now only means one thing: he's already sure of victory in this competition!
