Fame starts with the radio

Chapter 602 The Underground Castle
"Congratulations to the above-mentioned contestants who have successfully advanced. Well, today's game is over here. Please rest the advanced contestants. After three days, we will have the next round of knockout rounds here!!!"

After the beautiful host announced the end, everyone in the audience let out a sound of relief, and then collapsed to the ground.

In this game, even those who persisted until the end were all exhausted, including Ling Yun...

"Lingyun!"

Meng Changyun couldn't care less about seeing Ling Yun's results and ranking at this moment, he rushed directly to support Ling Yun.

"Hehe, I'm fine, I'm just a little tired, plus I didn't eat anything in the morning and I'm hungry..."

Ling Yun smiled embarrassingly, then looked around and asked.

"Where's the fat man?"

Meng Changyun turned his head to look, only to realize that the fat man had disappeared. At this moment, Zhao Xueying handed him a bottle of water and scolded angrily.

"He said he was a real brother. The fat man started the game by yelling that it was meaningless. I saw him chatting with a foreign woman next to him. The two of them walked back in the same direction. Most likely they went back to their room."

"Cough, Xueying!"

Meng Changyun blushed and coughed in embarrassment, and Ling Yun even choked on water in embarrassment.

When the three of them returned to the room, the fat man was sitting in the room holding his notebook seriously and staring at the screen in a daze. As for the foreign woman, Ling Yun didn't see it.

"Fatty, where did you get the notebook? Also, Xueying said that you fooled around with a foreign woman, what about that woman?"

"What a fool, I'm off to do something serious, look."

The fat man pointed at the laptop screen, Zhao Xueying glanced at it and cursed in a low voice.

"Bah, what a serious business, isn't it just a gambling website? Whenever gambling becomes a serious business."

"No, no, no, this gambling is not the same as gambling. This is the betting website for the World Chef Competition. Look, it contains the information of all your contestants, as well as the elimination results of the engraving competition."

Hearing these words, Ling Yun and the others suddenly regained their spirits.

As a result, at this moment, the fat man smartly picked up the intercom phone, pressed a few numbers, and said bossily to the other end of the phone.

"Give a bottle of Lafite to Room 233. Yes, it's 82 years old. By the way, I'll also send some steak, which must be well-done. In addition, arrange four Thai massages for me. The service should be the best."

Look at the fat man on the phone, these three people are like watching aliens...

"Fatty? Fever? This place can't even buy instant noodles. Where do you order steak red wine? Airlift it to you from China?"

"Hey, look, what is this?"

The fat man opened the drawer and took out 4 black cards. There was a diamond in the middle of the card. I don't know what technology was used in it. It looked shiny and was inlaid with gold rims around it.

"what is this?"

Ling Yun picked up one, feeling a little heavy in his hands, and the fat man introduced it to the three with a little complacency.

"Originally, all the really interesting things in this ghost place are underground."

He pointed to the bottom of his feet.

"You mean the first floor?"

"No, no, it's underground. There is an underground castle built under this castle. It..."

Seeing the disbelief on the expressions of the three, the fat man pouted and raised the black card in his hand.

"This is the VIP card for entering the underground castle. If you don't believe me, I'll take you down to play later, when the time comes..."

Just as he was talking, the door was knocked. He pointed to the door excitedly, and then got up to open the door. Sure enough, under the astonished eyes of Ling Yun and the other three, there were a group of waiters standing outside, serving red wine, serving steak, and so on. There are 4 blonde and blue-eyed foreign beauty technicians.

The fat man shrugged his shoulders towards the three of them, then made a gesture of please, and pulled Ling Yun directly onto the bed.

"Give this one a press first, and tip more when the service is good."

He made a gesture of rubbing his hands, one of the beauties bowed, and then smiled and went to the bedside...

All this made Meng Changyun and Zhao Xueying look stupid...

"Fatty, this..."

Meng Changyun was still worried about safety, while the fat man waved his hands.

"The four of us have lost our sense of taste and smell. What can we do if there are any tricks? Teacher Meng, you can enjoy it with peace of mind. Besides, in today's 15 rounds of competition, Ling Yun's arms also need to relax and relax their muscles, otherwise tomorrow It must be very painful.”

"This... seems to make sense."

Fatty finally persuaded Meng Changyun, and afterward, Meng Changyun and Zhao Xueying went back to their own rooms, and simply went to enjoy themselves like Fatty Lingyun.

Ling Yun was indeed too tired at the moment. After so many years, he was used to living a pampered life. He had never been so tired. 15 consecutive rounds of high-intensity carving had already made his arms swollen and painful.

But at this moment, the domestic live broadcasting website is already boiling.

"Wow! Mr. Ling ranked first in the engraving competition!"

"Every sculpture is like a work of art."

"I'm a chef. To be honest, Mr. Ling's carvings are not perfect, they can only be considered qualified, but if you refer to the 10-minute game time, I can say responsibly that this is completely invincible!!!"

"I agree. Carving is actually similar to painting. You have to outline the approximate lines and proportions. How can you use the knife as soon as it comes up? But Ling is always awesome. I have never seen carving so fast, and he can still carve." so good."

……

In the room, pressing and pressing Ling Yun had already fallen asleep unknowingly.

At some point, he woke up from his deep sleep, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and saw that the fat man had already sat back on the stool.

"Fatty, is there really the underground castle you mentioned under this castle?"

"Nonsense, who can I lie to and you?"

The fat man replied without turning his head, Ling Yun got up and walked to him, his eyes saw the website again.

"This is... the World Chef's Competition lottery? You bought it too? Your grandpa doesn't let you gamble, so just buy less and play."

While Ling Yun muttered, he picked up the 82 Lafite, and the fat man said oh.

"Oh, I didn't buy it, I just opened a market."

"Huh? Pfft..."

Ling Yun almost choked to death without taking a sip of the wine. He looked at the fat man in disbelief, and even his voice trembled.

"What did you say? Say it again!"

"I said... I opened a market... Look, it's the 18 market."

The fat man pointed to the webpage on the computer, as if it didn't matter.

"You're crazy! This is betting. Do you understand betting? It's different from betting. If you bet, you spend 100 million. If you lose, you lose. The opening is not the same. Double the odds, you have to pay 100 million! And it is still in US dollars, which is equivalent to more than 10 million. If you liquidate your position, you will lose a dime!!!”

"I know, so I paid a guarantee of 10 billion US dollars to the handicap, so it shouldn't be easy to liquidate the position?"

"One billion? U.S. dollars? I...Cao..."

After hearing this number, Ling Yun immediately felt a little overwhelmed.

(End of this chapter)