The scene shattered and disappeared abruptly.
"Not enough yet!"
"Eat!"
"I want to eat more!"
Inside their minds, a voice spoke, and Qiushan Hong, Indira, and Shinohara Shigetaro, opening their slightly clearer eyes, looked down again at the bowl in front of them, a porridge like condensed milk, swallowing their saliva non-stop.
Whoosh—
For a moment, the sound of eating porridge filled the air.
In July, eating hot porridge is sure to bring on a sweat; thus, under the camera's follow shot, the faces of the three judges quickly became covered in sweat, even dripping down their chins onto the judges' bench.
The venue was silent as a graveyard.
The audience, who hadn't drunk the hot porridge, naturally had no idea what the judges were experiencing.
It was still that pure world.
Dance!
Indira sat on the back of the Dragon, and in all four directions of the sky amidst the sound of thunder and storms, a colossal tortoise appeared—this was Xuanwu!
A screeching sound.
