"Pretty boy, this is a hot-shot competition, not a fashion show!"
The muscular man, having just finished his tenth burger, unleashed a barrage of taunts while taking a swig of water.
Ren Yuanhao remained unfazed. He surveyed the scene; the contestants had already fallen far behind the muscular man. Seeing that winning was out of reach, their fighting spirit plummeted, and a few were even preparing to give up.
"Heh, don't get scared later!"
Ren Yuanhao grinned at the chubby contestant and the muscular man. Under the gaze of the crowd, he opened his mouth to an unbelievable extent, startling even himself. He slightly restrained it, then popped an entire burger into his mouth!
Two, three, four!
In just over ten seconds, Ren Yuanhao effortlessly devoured five burgers, his face unruffled and his breath steady. Not even a speck of lettuce clung to his teeth, leaving the audience amazed and cheering.
"Turns out he was just playing dumb! I thought he was bronze, but he's actually king. This is going to be interesting!"
"This is true violent aesthetics!"
The spectators took out their phones, zooming in to meticulously capture the moment.
Zhang Yingfang felt her heart pounding, but it was filled with worry.
"Hey, muscle man, if you can't eat it, just surrender. Drink less water, or these burgers might swell in your stomach, and you'll need the organizers to call an ambulance for you if you explode."
Ren Yuanhao said this while casually picking up another burger and swallowing it in one gulp, giving an impression of effortless ease, like a chick pecking at grain.
"You better beat me first, how could I possibly lose to you!"
Provoked by Ren Yuanhao, the muscular man exerted himself and wolfed down his food.
"Surpass you? That'll happen in minutes. But I do want to remind you, eat your fill, but this is a competition. If you lose, you can find a chance to win back, but you only have one life."
Ren Yuanhao spoke as if he were lecturing an old Taoist priest, all while swallowing burgers one after another, rapidly closing in on the muscular man.
It was a complete domination!
The muscular man had never encountered someone so calmly defiant. Naturally, he was displeased. His face flushed red, and breadcrumbs sprayed from his mouth, yet he didn't give up, continuing to stuff his face while spitting. The sight made the audience gasp.
Sensing the situation turning grim, Ren Yuanhao simply shoveled the burgers in front of him into his belly. If he didn't put an end to the muscular man's futile struggle, the man might just push himself to the brink, leading to trouble that Ren Yuanhao wouldn't want.
His movements were swift and impressive.
"Everyone, please stop. You've already been defeated. If you don't mind, I'll take this prize," Ren Yuanhao swaggered towards the elevated platform. Suddenly, he seemed to recall something and turned back to say, "Right, everyone, drink less water when you go home. Don't be like me, you won't win."
The host looked at the almost demonic Ren Yuanhao and, after a two to three-second pause, announced the winner and presented him with the Koenigsegg model.
The audience erupted in a thunderous ovation.
"Hey, hey, hey, aren't you curious if that guy has a girlfriend?"
"Of course, we're curious. Handsome and even eats handsomely, I've never seen anyone like him!"
Zhang Yingfang heard two beautiful university students beside her express their admiration for Ren Yuanhao. Though Ren Yuanhao didn't hear, she felt a pang of jealousy.
Just as Ren Yuanhao was getting a bit overconfident, a cold, loli-like voice echoed in his mind: "Ding, detected employer's slight jealousy. Recommend using 'CEO Mode' to pamper them and increase positive feedback."
Ren Yuanhao immediately got into character, walking with a swagger, completely ignoring the affections cast his way by the girls beside him. He strode directly towards Zhang Yingfang, holding the Koenigsegg.
Zhang Yingfang watched Ren Yuanhao's gaze fixated on her, and her heart fluttered uncontrollably. Her heart pounded like a drum, and she was too nervous to speak, merely lowering her head in a shy, girlish manner.
Ren Yuanhao leaned forward, his eyes locking onto hers without flinching, their noses almost touching. Zhang Yingfang felt her breath catch, her heart pounding like a drum. The girls who had silently offered their hearts looked on with expressions of utter despair.
"I said I would win the competition, I didn't lie to you, right? Here, this is for you. Take good care of it."
After speaking, Ren Yuanhao didn't forget to lightly flick Zhang Yingfang's nose with his index finger, his smile as warm as the sun, bright as spring.
Ren Yuanhao cast a sidelong glance at the crestfallen girls around him and thought to himself: 'Indeed, domineering CEOs are the most popular these days!'