Chapter 898
The voices rang out on the stage with tens of thousands of people.
"first! What appeared on stage! The name is also honored! Korea's true champion! tablet! Filial piety Week
Wow ah! Wow ah!
The light music sounded like it tore the sky. It is a noise of the ears, but it does not sound strange. The crowd did not know what was going on, but once they were excited, they voiced their voice.
Wow ah! Wow ah!
"what is this? Please do not be a refrigerator screening scene? "
"I came to say that Jung Hyo-hoo as a guest?"
"I know. It's exciting. Just scream! "
"Yeah-ap! Guys! "
The crowd cheering shook the stage. Sounds like drifting is probably something like this. The crowd, who was puzzled by how this happened, screamed as if he were soaked by the cool moderator's voice.
Wow ah!
On the other hand, there was no way to erase the embarrassing expression of the sincerity in the center of the sound.
'What are you doing here?'
strange. Apparently, he was a guest on a cooking show. I talked with Kungen to talk with him moderately and give him a friendly image to the public.
What do you mean by this splendid atmosphere that seems to have fallen in the middle of a professional wrestling stage? I can not adapt myself.
"Height 168cm! Bust 75D! Weight, secret pounds! Her hurricane and Whitehead Mountain in Korea! The champion's name is now in place! I stand up! "
The voices of the moderator were indeed there. Mentions were also cool. The crowd did not stop shouting as if they were addicted to drugs.
Wow ah! Wow ah!
"Whitehead Mountain? What is that? "
"I know. I think that translates Baekdu Mountain to foot. "
Champ. Champ.
Take this. Is it really okay like this? I was so embarrassed that I wanted to run away from my back even now. But it was already over 30,000 people in one body.
Whatever the post-war situation, this little stage has now become a battlefield. I can not seem to see the crawl running away from the battlefield and running away.
Next Far from the western land! An exotic champion who came across a big deep Pacific! Kuhn Gen Shul! My! Reject
Wow ah! Wow ah!
The neon lights gleamed in all directions. The laser light shattered in the dark sky. The excited crowd screamed without knowing what he was saying.
Woolly! Qwah!
A lightning-like roar sounded once. A huge set of walls split to the left and right, and white smoke gleaned and spewed out. It is located on the opposite side of the entrance to the square.
Through the cracked set walls, Kunen walked through the white smoke and walked out of his way. Her face wearing black tights and a golden cape was full of beatings.
Kungen stepped up a few steps and looked up at Jeonghyoju. It was the angle that Kungen looked up to because it was in a higher place.
The excited crowd of voices rang.
Xxxxx Now on this stage! Two of the noblest rivals in the world! We met each other! "
Wow ah!
"The best chefs in the world! It is the dish of the fate cooking which puts on the life of one's remaining craftsman! In the place of that dubious tug-of-war, they face each other like fate, and they are rivals! "
Wow ah! Wow ah!
"Once upon a time, in the Roman Colosseum, a multitude of warriors fought against each other! Many spectators watched the sacred blood battle! But now we are! The crowd is not envious at all! Therefore sign Right here! That's because the heroes are watching the fire! "
Wow ah!
Joy, excitement, addiction, enthusiasm, joy, giggle, etc. The spectators who were caught in an explosion of irrepressible emotions screamed like thirsty. It was so wildly shouting that his voice was not even heard in his ears.
Kung-hyo was silent, and Kungen watched with his full eyes, and the chef star looked at the stage while standing idly behind the set wall.
One chef said like a mutter.
"Do we have to cook over there?"
"Can I go home?"
Certainly not. Now, get ready! Now the chefs are on their way out! "
"Well, I do not mean to introduce you to our host, is not it?"
Right exactly. Now, get out! Come on! "
Is this an entertainment show? Professional wrestling stage?
The chefs were dragged like livestock to the slaughterhouse.
Meanwhile, Jae-woong … … .
Wow… cool! Yes! That's it! This was the rivalry I really wanted! "
I was impressed.
It was a dreamlike stage.
While tens of thousands of spectators were breathing and watching, the chefs cooked their food with all their might, and the guests made a casual scrutiny or generous praise. Every time the score came out and the score was announced, the crowd shouted out the crowd. No, the moderator did so.
"That host is great."
"Iknow, right. It's very awkward. It's not a big deal, but it's bringing out the audience well. "
"Even if this shoot is over, I want to work together."
The PD staffs showed more interest to the moderator.
Ahh! I'm out! The frown of Kungen Schule removal! I send a strong reaction to the praise of the Korean champion! Does the US champion not favor the taste of the Korean champion? "
Wow ah! Wow ah!
"Fight! Fight! Fight! "
"stick! stick! stick!"
"Uh! We want to see fighting! Stupid! "
"Was not this a cooking entertainment program?"
"I know. We want to see fighting! Uh-uh! I did not come to see you fight with your tongue! Stupid! "
The crowd pecked down with their thumbs down. Kungen's provocation. Then, the crowd was not only Koreans but Westerners and black people.
Champ. Champ. American champion! "
"Justice! The Yankees refuted your assessment! Show me your strict judgment! "
It was definitely a cooking program. But the sparkling stage, the crowd 's zeal, and the modest adaptation of the moderator have transformed the cooking show program into a stage of WWE.
Korea's strongest man, Jung Hyo-ju!
America's newest star, Kungen!
The two champions, or incompatible, but can eventually break through time and space as fate meet in one place and review each others ' through a proxy called dishes, pride, but, in the end, he even had to put up with the limitations do not bump, now get the sword to note the fate of crossroads was at stake!… …It is the commentator of the moderator.
"Stop cooking reviews and fight!"
"Fight! Fight! Fight! "
"Let's see who's really overpowered, right here! Get up from your seat! "
This is Korea, the home of the Jeonghwaryism. However, it was not a one-sided atmosphere. Although she is obviously preeminent, there were few voices to support Kungen.
Is it because of the ability of the moderator to proceed with adaptation so much? Or is it because of the white, black people who occupy a large part of the audience?
"Kungen! Kungen! I love you
"Great! How can you hate a beauty like that! "
"The enemy of fate! It's a lovely position! "
There were quite a few fans of Kungen in Korea. On the contrary, among the Westerners, the fan base who longed for Jeonghyoju was secretly thick.
Thanks to that kind of atmosphere, this place is a home of Jeonghyo, and the US is very bad with Korea, and so on, it was only cheering without fighting each other.
"Jung Hyo-hoo! Come on, Kungen! JungHyoJoo! It's Kungen! I do not know! Win anybody! Everybody! "Aaargh!" Just beat both! I won! "
Jung Hyo-hou, who was supposed to know how to replace this embarrassing atmosphere, listened to his voice. She quickly glanced over at me. But I could not find it.
No way. Did I hear wrong? '
Jae-woong should be in the US now. There is no place to be here. But apparently the voice … … .
"Answer me. How do I get 9 points for that dish? My rating is 10 points, 10 points! "
Kungen ran into his sharp eyes. Your jeonghyo hit your eye with your missing eyes. Is it you? Did you decorate all this? How long do you think you'll play a fool … … .
“Oh,
It was then. Your heart stopped pounding in your throat. She was not alone. Kungen also felt a similar feeling and his eyes shook smoothly.
As they promised, they slowly lifted their heads toward the sky as they stopped. A large shadow covered the moonlight.
“……A monster? "
"Red Mob? no
JungHyoYou shouted reflexively. This exhilarating aura is never a red mob. Black, no more. The evidence is shaking the fingers.
– Come on!
The wing greatly expanded, resembling a lion Monster roar with breathtaking views below. The vertically shining eyes were shining in the dark.
"Oh, no! Do not interrupt the recording! "… …I think I just heard a familiar voice.
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