Wu Xue was also extremely surprised as she listened, gradually seeming to understand what he meant, and then her gaze shifted to the plate.
Under the candlelight, its surface showed a faint yellow, and if you looked closely, there seemed to be layers within. Surprisingly, this small piece, less than ten centimeters high, was divided into seven or eight different layers of material!
Wu Xue couldn't wait and used the metal knife beside her to feel it, gently cutting off a small piece.
Cao Baiming's eyes flickered as he looked at Wu Xue, and at this moment, he was also very eager for her reaction.
"It's so delicious!!"
In an instant, almost everyone praised this dish. It wasn't just praise for the taste, but more importantly, it gave everyone a refreshing experience.
The exterior was plain and unremarkable, without any pursuit of visual appeal. Instead, it went against the norm, being entirely pure white with no trace of processing, hiding everything within.
One could not experience its complexity with the eyes alone; it had to be experienced with the mouth. This was the soul of food!
The Great Dao is simple, yet simple and not simple!
No wonder it took six full hours to prepare. Now, it all made sense. Master Wu had indeed lived up to expectations.
The Samba stars at that table were already going wild; no one had ever experienced such delicious Tang country cuisine!
At Bernard's table, and Ederson's table, the reactions were also extremely enthusiastic.
At this moment, there was movement again from outside the door. Cao Baiming turned his head and saw two people approaching quickly.
Wasn't that Henry?
If he had come a few minutes later, Cao Baiming might have completely forgotten about him. The agreed-upon time had passed by a full twenty minutes, and he was only arriving now.
Upon checking his phone, he realized he had missed several of Henry's calls because the surrounding environment was too noisy and chaotic.
When he arrived, Henry was even holding a tablet for a video call, allowing his friend Zidane to also witness this scene.
It would have been a great regret for Zidane not to be able to attend the event in person today, lying in the hospital.
As the party continued, the waiters brought out another round of beer. Although it couldn't compare to the value of the wine and spirits in the self-service cabinet not far away, it was still the best available on the market.
Fueled by alcohol, the atmosphere became more and more lively, and people began to crowd around Cao Baiming.
The chef's dishes continued to come out, and amidst everyone's clamor, Cao Baiming sat down at the piano. This served as a halftime break from tasting the food and wine.
Everyone hoped to enjoy some pure piano music to calm their already exhilarated emotions.
Almost no one had expected that Cao Baiming could also play the piano. This naturally elevated their expectations to the extreme, and everyone's eyes were wide open, filled with anticipation.
Wu Xue was sitting nearby. She had already witnessed it in the afternoon and felt incredibly fortunate, even like the happiest person in the world.
Cao Baiming was preparing, and at this very moment, a gray car stopped outside the door.
The car door opened, and the dim white streetlights illuminated the face of the man sitting in the back seat. With a sexy beard and a perfect physique, this person was none other than the forgotten superstar, Beckham.
Since the arrival of the divine temples, various superstars had invited deities to return to their peak to help their national teams compete for the World Cup. The greatest regret of this World Cup was perhaps the absence of Beckham.
Before that, how many people had held their breath in anticipation, hoping to witness his signature "moonlight curved blade" on the field again? Since his retirement, fans had never seen anyone else capable of doing the same.
However, it never happened in the end. Beckham had not failed to invite a deity; in fact, he had completely abandoned the idea.
Just as the football world was intensely discussing whether Beckham had lost his passion for football and was fully immersed in business, Cao Baiming sent him an invitation to his birthday party.
Naturally, he hadn't held much hope, and now that he hadn't shown up, Cao Baiming had long since forgotten about it.
But at this moment, Beckham stood outside the door. He hadn't brought many friends today, just his driver and a business partner. Dressed in a sharp suit, he walked towards the sound of music.
Cao Baiming's piano music hadn't even begun yet. Dance music was still playing in the distance, and with the flashing lights, there was no need for a guide.
The entire street in the central area was also not a difficult place to find.
Beckham's lips curved slightly upwards, and anticipation began to stir in his heart.
Regarding football, what the outside world said was naturally not true. How could he lose his passion for football?
Although he hadn't been overly involved in the dramatic changes in the football world, he had always paid close attention. Cao Baiming was undoubtedly the brightest star of the future.
Perhaps Cao Baiming could lead football into a completely new era.
This was what he had always thought.
...
"Stop the music!"
Cao Baiming shouted to the staff in the distance and then began his simple preparations.
A few seconds later, the surround sound speakers from all directions simultaneously turned off, but the lingering sound echoed through the streets before quickly dissipating.
At the same time, the lighting style changed from the previous dynamic colorful lights to pure white, complemented by some blue colored lights around.
Professional personnel were responsible for adjusting this matter. This person happened to be Mike's friend and his long-term job was as a stage lighting technician, so there was no need to worry about the lighting.
Cao Baiming's lips curved slightly upwards. Although he didn't look up, people could feel his confidence and charisma.
With a simple few chords to set the mood, Cao Baiming's performance began!
As the rhythm of the music changed, the lights also changed, and more importantly, the hearts of everyone present also changed!
Beckham, walking on the road, suddenly startled. This sound, was it live performance?
Had he invited a piano master to perform live? He hadn't expected the birthday party to be so elegant.
Everyone was enjoying the beautiful music. Strangely, they could even feel a deep sense of resonance, as if this song was created specifically for the atmosphere at this moment.
The song selection was too perfect, perfectly matching the current situation.