"The last contestant who will go to the next round is …," Luna had lost her courage to hold her chin up for no expectation of being that last candidate she possessed now; there were so many good chefs the host didn't mention their names yet, "congratulations contestant number nine, Ms. Luna Yang." Luna gave no reaction to the host's announcement as the roar of people clapping filled the room and deafened her ears; she doubted if it was truly her name said by the host. "Ms. Luna Yang, once again…congratulations to you for becoming one of the forty selected contestants." Luna finally believed in her hearing after the host declared her name as the selected contestant for the second time.
"Thank you," was the only word she muttered to conceal her nervousness; while walking to the group of the selected contestants, her face brightened in ecstasy.
