The chat group is full of world leaders

After the King of Ultra announced the start of the draft competition, Ultraman walked into the palace hall one after another.

The first person to come in was Jack Altman. After greeting the judges and instructors, he performed the "Ultra Kick" from different angles, which seemed to be quite enjoyable to watch.

After the performance, Jack was dripping with sweat, and Qin Yi nodded in satisfaction. Just as he was about to pick up the microphone to comment, he was preempted by Uncle Otto.

Uncle Otto: "Jack, your Otto kick should have been practiced for less than two and a half years, right?"

Jack: "Yeah, yeah, but..."

Uncle Otto: "Class F, next."

Jack looked astonished, and retorted: "Teacher, I think..."

Uncle Otto: "I don't want you to think, I want me to think."

Qin Yi was stunned, this Uncle Otto looked amiable, but he was even more domineering than Xie Guangkun when he opened his mouth.

Ultra King is also a little confused, he also thinks that Jack's performance is not bad, so he won't be assigned to Class F.

Soon, the next Ultraman Nexus walked in. Facing the judges, he showed the snakeskin movement and the Ultraman laser rain. Qin Yi's eyes lit up, and he thought it was pretty good, and planned to select Nexus as a C debut candidate.

But Otto's uncle still said impatiently: "Nexus, Class F, next."

The King of Ultra and Qin Yi looked at each other in blank dismay.

Uncle Ott's ratings and comments are a bit confusing!
However, after the performances of the next five or six contestants were over, they were all assigned to class F by Uncle Ultra, and even the Ultramen in the auditorium began to shout the word "shady", one wave after another!
The situation seemed to be getting out of control, and Ultra King had no choice but to announce that the draft was suspended, and he would come back immediately after the advertisement.

Taking advantage of the rest time, Qin Yi couldn't sit still, and questioned: "Uncle, those contestants just now are very good seedlings, it's fine if you don't make their debut, why are they all assigned to Class F?"

The King of Ultra also echoed: "Yes, uncle, your scoring is unfair!"

Uncle Otto smiled, and said, "They may be good, but they have been practicing for less than two and a half years. So with me, they are only qualified for class F, and they cannot have a chance to debut."

The King of Ultra scratched his head and looked at Father Ultra, "Yuanfang, what do you think?"

Otto's father: "I have the same opinion as my uncle."

Mother of Ultra: "Me too."

Qin Yi felt a headache. There were five judges and mentors in total. Although he and the King of Ultra had opinions, they could only abide by the principle of the minority obeying the majority.

The commercial time ended, and the draft competition started again. The outstanding Ultramans in the Kingdom of Light entered the examination room one after another to participate in the competition.

But no matter how good everyone is, the result given by Otto's uncle is always "F".

Qin Yi frowned, realizing that things were not simple.

Then Qin Yi saw the micro-expression of Uncle Otto, and found that there was a smirk on the corner of the other's mouth.

"It's not right, is there really something wrong with it?" Qin Yi pinched his chin, lost in thought.

The King of Ultra has a sad face, because more than a dozen Ultramen have been screened, and there are several candidates for his favorite successor, but they are all assigned to class F by Ultra's uncle and Ultra's parents.

This made the already crooked and cracked face of the King of Ultra even more cracked. He could only take a sip from the thermos cup on the table to relieve his frustration.

Qin Yi glanced sideways, and found that there was wolfberry soaked in King Ultra's thermos.

"Soaking goji berries in a thermos cup burns my calories... Alas, it seems that the king of Ultra is really old."

Qin Yi couldn't help but sigh with emotion, no wonder the King of Ultra is about to retire, after all, people are old enough to fail. As the saying goes, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and the bunny girl died on the beach!

After drinking the wolfberry red date tea, the King of Ultra said weakly, "The next contestant is welcome."

In the next second, the female Ultramans in the auditorium let out a roar of mountains and tsunami.

After a thousand calls, he came out, still holding the pipa half covering his face!
Qin Yi looked up and saw Ultraman Taro walking into the examination room with unrestrained steps and standing in front of the judges' seats.

"Pfft~"

The King of Ultra squirted out a mouthful of goji berry water, and in front of him was Ultraman Taro, wearing a suspender suit and holding a basketball in his hand.

Uncle Ott smiled for the first time since the opening, "Young man is very energetic, let me introduce myself."

Ultraman Taro nodded, showing a confident smile.

"Hello everyone, I am my personal Ultraman Taro who has been practicing for two and a half years. I am good at singing, dancing, rap, and basketball."

Taylor just introduced himself, and there was deafening applause from the audience, suppressing the voices shouting "shady".

Qin Yi frowned, he had already realized that many of the auditoriums were nurses!

At this time, Uncle Otto stood up and said with a smile, "That's right, that's what a macho should look like...Taylor, it's up to you!"

"I announce that Taylor Class A will debut at position C!"

After Otto's uncle finished speaking, Otto's father and Otto's mother also stood up and began to applaud.

Qin Yi was confused again, and Tai Luo just made a self-introduction, and was recommended by several judges and mentors to make his C debut, making it like a joke!
The King of Ultra was also dumbfounded, unable to laugh or cry, "This~this is too hasty, you~you..."

Otto's uncle smiled slightly, and said with a sly voice: "Brother Wang, among all the contestants, only Taylor has practiced for two and a half years, and he is also proficient in singing, dancing, rap and basketball. He is versatile. It is a perfect fit to take over your throne!"

Otto's father also persuaded: "Yes, yes, old brother Wang, there is no more suitable candidate than Tai Luo, you should hurry up and announce that the throne handover ceremony will be held!"

The King of Ultra was lobbied by several judges and mentors, and it seemed that he was trying to drive a duck to the shelves. Qin Yi couldn't be more angry when he saw it.

"Oh!"

A loud noise made the Otto Palace quiet, and a needle could be heard, because Di Jia smashed the judge's table with his palm.

Uncle Otto's face was complicated, and his voice was cold, "Teacher Dijia, what do you mean?"

Qin Yi said coldly: "Hehe, a so-called fair and just election contest is simply a shady shady scene. You still have the face to ask me what I mean?!"

Yintang, the father of Otto, turned black, and said in a deep voice: "Teacher Dijia, don't talk nonsense without evidence. There is no shady scene. The C debut was fought by Taylor himself. He is worthy of the throne!"

Uncle Otto: "That's right, Teacher Dijia, if you talk nonsense again, be careful, I will sue you for defamation!"

Qin Yi looked at Otto's father with serious eyes, and sneered.

"Hmph~ Taro is the son born to you and Otto's mother, everyone knows that Taro's nickname is [Prince] in private.

The two of you, husband and wife, plus a biological uncle, recommended Tai Luo to debut at the C position. This is simply nepotism and a violation of fairness!
This makes other contestants who have no background and identity, who come from a wealthy family, where should they go? ! "

Qin Yi's impassioned words made those humble Ultramans who were rejected by unfair treatment burst into tears.

Finally someone is willing to stand up and speak out for their disadvantaged groups!
At this time, Uncle Otto couldn't hold back anymore, and said in a low voice: "Teacher Dijia, there must be some misunderstanding between us, why don't you move to the backstage and let's have a private chat?"

Qin Yi looked indifferent, and said angrily: "It's just justice, not shady, let's talk about you a big tyrant!"